So this is my first Fairy Tail fic. I've written plenty of One-Shots for Fairy Tail but they've never had an actual storyline so this is going to be new and a bit of a challenge for me. I hope everyone enjoys the story but first I have a few things to say. This may not follow a lot of plotlines in the anime/manga from where it starts after the GMG.

Prologue: The City Falls

The smoke coming from all around the city almost seemed to make it blend into the night, with the dark clouds overhead creating a sort of fog screen. The only evidence of the once beautiful city even existing was the bright light coming from the many fires spread throughout the city, each one glowing as brightly as the next, creating specks of light to the outside world. In the middle of the burning city stood a beautiful church, rising tall amongst the buildings, the fire set to it having been the last, and therefore the brightest. It could have all been prevented. But at what cost?

"Mommy? Sissy? Where are you?" A child, no more than five years old, was wandering the inflamed city with tears streaking down her dirt-covered cheeks. "Hello? Mommy! Sissy -" Her cries were interrupted by spouts of coughing that shook her tiny body violently. The smoke was going to kill the girl at this rate. Her blonde hair, once having been the color of a golden necklace you'd see in a shop, was matted with dirt, smoke, and blood.

"Harley! I'm over here!" Coughing, the face of the voice appeared through the thick smoke, looking just as dirty as the little girl, if not more so. "I told you to stay in the shelter, why are you out here?" The older girl asked, coughing again as she got closer to the young child, gracefully picking the girl up. From what she had been able to tell from a quick scope of the town, there were no other survivors. Only her and the young girl, her little sister Harley.

"Mommy won't wake up! I wanted to find you to go wake her up so we can leave!" Harley replied, her tiny voice laced with fear and concern for their mother. The older girl was already aware of the situation. Their mother had died. But how in the world could she tell that to her baby sister, who already looked frightened out of her mind as it was, her big sky blue eyes releasing the dam of tears that aided in cleaning off a fraction of the dirt and grime that had built up on her young features.

Scanning the area, the young teenager began to make her way through the smoke, using her scarf to shield her sister from the smoke as best as she could. It was hard to make out anything in the well-sized city of Airedella. She couldn't even see the bakery around the corner that she had just gone to that morning with Harley to have breakfast before they had began their morning chores at their home with their mother. Getting out of the city at this point seemed to be futile, though with the tiny bits of light that could barely be seen through all of the smoke it was clear that the morning was coming.

"Just hang in there Harley. We'll make it out." The girl promises her little sister, clutching the girl closely to her chest as she began to move faster through the smoke in order to find some kind of shelter. They needed to get out of the smoke, if only for a couple of hours. If it didn't start to clear up, they'd both die.

"Big Sis... can you show me your magic again?" Harley asked the older girl, whose name was Kay, while peeking up at her from the scarf that was covering her tiny mouth and nose.

An apologetic expression formed on Kay's face as she looked down at the little girl briefly. "I'm sorry Lele. I'm all out of magic energy right now. Maybe later, okay?" She promised as she continued on her way through the streets, unsure of where she was going, feeling completely and utterly lost and confused. Where were they? Was the smoke ever going to clear up? Turning her head to the side, Kay began to cough, head feeling dizzy. Not wanting to accidentally drop Harley, the teen set her sister down on her feet. "Can you walk for a little while, Lele?" She asked, worry evident in her dirtied features, green-blue eyes showing so many emotions it was hard for Kay herself to keep up with.

Able to tell how exhausted her older sister was, Harley nodded her head and smiled, but it was covered by the scarf that was protecting her from the brunt of the smoke's damage. "I can walk Sissy! I promise!" She was still scared, but she didn't want her sister to worry more than she already was. Hand in hand, the two sisters began to walk through the streets together, Harley's free hand holding onto the scarf to keep her nose and mouth covered, while Kay coughed up a storm from inhaling so much smoke. Up ahead, there was a building that couldn't be identified through the thick grog, but Kay began to usher Harley towards the building in order to take cover.

Once inside, Kay immediately scanned the surroundings for any immediate threats, body tense and trembling with effort. Deeming the place safe, Kay nodded and collapsed onto the floor, sighing in relief from not having to be on her worn feet anymore. Next to her, Harley curled up and snuggled up close to her sister, using her lap as a pillow. Watching the younger girl sleep brought comfort to Kay as she restlessly watched their surroundings to make sure they would be temporarily safe. That feeling of safety did not last as the building suddenly began to rumble, stones starting to fall from the already cracking ceiling. Kay didn't notice until a couple of bigger pieces of stone began to hit the floor around her, and with wide eyes the girl snatched up a sleeping Harley in her arms and began to make for the exit. It was too late...

The house came down on top of the two girls, effectively knocking them unconscious...