I'm baaa-aaack. x3

Yes, I realize I have been MIA in the writing world for, like, a year now? Yeah, it's been suuuuuuper busy, and the internet was being a buttnugget.

Anyway, you probably don't want to read much of my blabbering, so i'll cut right to the chase. This is chapter one of a fanfiction based on the anime Fairy Tail (DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fairy Tail or any aspect of it) and is just something i came up with one night while eating instant ramen.

Also, I do realize that chapter one is titled "The End". That was on purpose. xD

So yeah. Here ya go! ^w^


Chapter 1: The End

This story begins with a face-full of muddy water.
I sputtered, wiping the muck out of my eyes and glaring at the perpetrator. "Hey! What was that for?"
Kaita smiled. "Aw, come on. It's just a little muddy water. Don't be such a -"
I replied by splashing her with "a little muddy water". Though, personally, I think it was more mud than water.
For a moment, she just stood in shock. Then, after calmly squeezing some moisture out of her light blue ponytail, she grinned cheerfully. "You are so going to get it now."
In one smooth movement, she glided close enough that I couldn't kick her, chambering her left hand and began to swing an uppercut with her right.
In response, I low-blocked her right hand with my left, immediately catching it in a wrist lock and pulling before reaching behind her neck to catch her in a headlock.
I thought I had her, but Kaita was crafty, and locked her left leg behind my right. By turning to her left sharply, she was pushing me onto the floor.
She pushed; I pulled. Ultimately, we both ended up giggling in a mud puddle. No surprise there.
"Could you two be any more immature?"
Oh yeah, I forgot. I have two other friends, Dawn and Dusk; affectionately dubbed "The Twins". Dawn is three minutes older than Dusk.
At least, that's what Dawn says, anyway. We can't ask their parent, seeing as he's serving a life sentence in jail for who knows what.
At least they have a parent, I guess.
But we don't talk about that.
Anyway, the Twins were staring at us with their bright green eyes, smirking, "I mean, seriously, you two are always wrestling or sparring or something."
Kaita got up, grinning. "Not all the time!" She held a hand out to me.
I took it, pulling myself to my feet. "Yeah, what about the last time we went to Walmart?"
Dawn leaned against the tree. "You tried fencing with the leeks," she sighed.
"The old guy at the door kicked us out, remember?" Dusk added.
"We went to the beach last Saturday-" Kaita countered.
"- When you played dodge ball with giant crabs." The twins interrupted simultaneously.
I grinned. "Sparring is kinda fun. You should try it sometime."
"No way. They'd never be as good at it as we are." Kaita rolled her eyes. Her dog tag flashed silver in the foggy afternoon light, high contrast to her jet black tank top and camouflage cargo pants. Good clothes were hard to come by when you live on the street.
Dawn shrugged, her curly fox-red hair bouncing.
The only way to tell the difference between the twins was the length of their hair (Dawn's was shoulder-length and curly, Dusk's was short and spiky) and their figures, seeing as Dawn was a girl and Dusk was a boy.
"I still think that you two…" Dawn started.
"… can be total idiots sometimes." Dusk finished.
I grinned. "Too bad, you're stuck with us. I'm the only one with any talent at pick-pocketing, and Kaita has a thing for shoplifting."
"Not to mention my incredible looks," she joked.
I snorted playfully. "You wish, sticky-fingers."
"You're one to talk, wallet-snatcher." She stuck her tongue out.
We were about to start wrestling again, when Dusk grabbed the back of my short-shirt.
"Instead of fighting, how about we stop by the lake? I hear there's a moon festival going on, and you know what festivals mean?" Dawn said excitedly.
"Tourists!" Kaita grinned.
"And tourists mean…?" Dusk prompted cheerfully.
"Easy money." I finished happily. "And money means food. Real food."
"I love food." Dusk made a kitty face.
Kaita swatted him. "Stop, now you're gonna make me hungry…"
Dawn stood up, straightening her ragged towel dress. "Then lets go already. It started like an hour ago."


We set up our booth in a high-traffic area, near the center of the main activities. From where we were, we could see out into the lake, where the full moon was about to rise.
The twins stood on a nearby dock with a trashy boom box and a ratty old blanket spread on the ground. Dusk was performing (he has a thing for music; dancing, playing guitar, DJ-ing for parties, he's done it all).
Dawn was twirling a little device Kaita made out of some wires and an old flashlight we found out by the dumpster. Being some kind of engineering genius, she rigged the flashlight to change colors. All Dawn has to do is twirl it in a circle and hold out a pillowcase for cash.
I have no idea why people gave them any money. I mean, they're twins and all, and they look young, but still.
The real money comes from Kaita and I. While the tourists mill about like scattered cattle, watching Dusk dance or whatever, we scan the crowd for the telltale bulge of a full wallet. With a careful hand and lots of patience, we can rake in some serious cash that way.
So far I had filched two men's wallets (one containing $80, one with $17) and a woman's purse (containing $91). That totaled at about $200, a pretty good haul for one day.
I grinned, pleased with myself. I don't want to brag, but I'm pretty good at this.
A word of advice for all you travelers: keep your cash in your shoes.
Now, before you go thinking we're just heartless thieves, notice that all we took was money, which is all we need. Plus, after emptying the wallets, we leave them in a pile near the lost and found.
I don't particularly like stealing. But break-dancing for tourists during festivals won't feed four hungry kids. It's the only way we can survive.
As my dear Kaita would say: Suck it up, Buttercup.
Suddenly, I heard a man shouting, and loud footsteps to my far left. Dogs barked.
Speaking of Kaita, looks like she got herself into a little trouble over there.
I pushed through the crowd, looking for a flash of silvery-blue hair. All I could see was a bunch of chubby, ambling tourists, until I slammed into a frantic Kaita.
"Move, stupid, he has dogs!" She snapped.
I immediately spun, running full sprint towards the booth. "You should've been more careful," I muttered. "Plus, you stand out with your crazy blue hair."
"How was I supposed to know the doggies were mean?" She whined, golden eyes wide. "And your hair is blue too!"
"It's pretty much black." I looked behind Kaita. The tall (and very pissed) man with his vicious dogs were gaining on us.
I saw Dawn's flashing lights ahead. Blue. Green. Red. I pulled Kaita along, faster, faster…
Running is one of my favorite things to do. I like feeling the wind in my face, and moving so fast that everything blurs. I really love running.
But not when I'm being chased by angry tourists and their bloodthirsty dogs.
When we were in view of the twins, I waved my arms, signaling that we had a problem. Dusk froze, and Dawn shoved all the money into her pockets. Then they saw the dogs, and I swear their faces paled five shades.
Kaita suddenly yanked me to a stop.
I almost tripped. "What is it?"
"We're trapped!"
My blood iced. Why do I never think of these things beforehand? Stupid!
We turned around to face the wheezing tourist and his barking dogs. He was glaring at us as he tried to regain his breath. Kaita and I were slowly backing towards the twins.
And the end of the dock.
The twins looked horrified. "What are we gonna do now?" Dawn hissed. "That guy obviously did not come here to give us a tip. What did you do, hit him with a stick?
"The dogs look like they want us for dinner," Dusk murmured nervously, eyeing their sharp, yellowed teeth.
"Just calm down guys, we'll figure something out." I started to say…
… when the man released the dogs. He grinned viciously.
"RUN!" I screamed, pulling the others with me as I dashed for the end of the dock. I knew there was no way we could outrun a dog, let alone three of them. I could hear them barking and snarling and slobbering as they chased us.
We are so dead.
"Where I we going?" Dawn cried, green eyes bright with fear.
"Swimming." Kaita said simply as we plowed off the edge of the dock, towards the endless cold water, and the glowing full moon.
A moment passed while we were in midair, when time seemingly slowed down.
I felt like I was floating. It was peaceful. I had time to look at the moon.
The next thought I had would be my last on planet Earth. Six words. One sentence.
Since when is the moon blue?
Then time sped up, we hit the water, and our lives were totally flipped.


Ugh, I hate setup chapters. To much blah, not enough actual story. -_-

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