Hello :)
So this is the prologue to my new Fairy Tail multi-chapter fic :) It is a Fairy Tail au inspired by the movie Captain America: Civil War with the majority of it set after the current arc, as to who's who you'll have to wait and see! I plotted this out with multifandomdanny on tumblr, so this is a joint effort of sorts! :)
At this point there won't be any shipping, unless you want to read it like that, but I don't like to have things set in stone when I am writing from a planned plot so you never know :) however, there will be overloads of brotp moments, annnd (of course) angst. So I hope you like this little (very little) bit of set up before everything starts really happening next chapter! I'll be aiming to post every Friday, and if not, every second Friday but I'll see how I go :)
(also don't worry, the narration will go back to normal for future chapters)
Enjoy!
Prologue
The Eye of the Storm
Before we start this story, it is imperative you understand just how important some relationships are. So that as an extension of that, you can see how much love those relationships can hold. Friends, brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers…they all come down to one thing:
Family.
It is no coincidence that family, under its many definitions, is what makes this story possible. It's the eye of the storm, so to speak. It is this story's driving force. Without the perceived significance of family, there would be no reason for these events to have unfolded at all.
Now that we're on the same page, I can start. So bear with me as I take you back to the year X774, a time before our protagonists have even met…
If Gray had known what was to happen later that day, he most definitely wouldn't have taken an afternoon walk, nor would he have just simply waved his mum goodbye. The eight year old heard the demon before he saw it, and it haunted him for the rest of his life. The terrifying roar. The crunching of buildings underfoot. The screams. Gray had never felt fear like that before, and as the fear took hold, he ran. He ran to the only place he knew was safe, which had to be safe. Home. To his family. Mum. Dad.
"Mum…Dad?"
The whisper was broken. Barely audible above the roars of the demon above as it lifted it's, massive clawed foot from the roof of Gray's home. The boy's eyes widened in shock as he took in the sight before him and an agonised scream left his lips. Gray darted forward on shaky legs before attempting to tear away the rubble of bricks glass and wood. Blood dripped from his stinging fingers as he tried in vain to clear the debris in the hopes of finding someone.
"DAAAAAD! MUUUUUM!"
As a nearby pile of debris exploded into flame Gray was thrown back into the burning grass. Anguished tears rolled down his cheeks as he tried to breathe through the thickening smoke. "MUM! DAD!"
"Gray?"
The voice was feint, barely a mumble but Gray knew, "Dad!" He crawled towards the noise, and pushing the crumbling bricks from his father's back he spoke again, "Dad!"
"Take this."
Gray felt as a familiar thick chain was pressed into his blood covered hands as he stared at his father through tear filled eyes.
"Run, Gray…run! Get to safety. Please…"
"Dad?" Gray whispered, "Dad!" A strangled scream was torn from Gray's lips as tears dripped from his chin to soak his shirt. Gray let out a sob as he looped the silver chain around his neck.
Gray only managed to stumble a few meters from the crumbling house before his shaking legs gave way beneath him. He crashed to the ground with a thud, as deep, rasping sobs shook his body. It wasn't long before the last of the collapsing building tumbled down around him. "Mum, Dad…" Hot tears rolled down Gray's cheeks as he felt the darkness pulling at his senses and he started to lose consciousness.
It was at this point that Gray realised that he didn't really care what happened to him. Everyone he cared about had been crushed by that destructive demon. He had no one left. No one at all.
My whole family is gone…
Since that day Gray became a part of a number of families. Some big, some small, but each just as important as the other. Each leaving him with something more to hold on to, something more to care about. Each building him up to feel like he could be a better version of himself. In that way, family became his whole world again.
So from here I will leave you to make your own judgement on this story, but remember that for all involved, family is the most important thing in their hearts.