Fairy Tail Next Generation

Chapter 1 - Prologue

It was a beautiful morning in Bara Village. The sun had just risen, giving the place a warm glow that made you want to sit and relax. I would do just that if I wasn't running away from a pissed of deli guy. It's not my fault that he decided to turn around before I had finished my sandwich heist. Anyway, I should have been able to out run this guy already but he seems to damn determine to get this sandwich back. "Oh thank god," the man tripped which gave me enough time to run into an alley way before he got up again.

"Where you go little shit!?" He ran straight pass the alley like the cliché meat head he was. I slide down against the wall and took a bite out of my sandwich. It tasted so god damn good. I gobbled the rest down quickly, barely leaving myself time to breath. This was a typical morning for me- running from some idiot with something I stole from them- and it didn't bother me one bit. I was simply used to it. My parents had left me when I was really little for some selfish reason, and it left me with years to learn how to steal just about anything. I checked to see if the man had returned yet before getting up and leaving. A few girls my age looked at me with a look of disgust informing me that they saw everything. People like that pissed me off. It's just fucking rude to judge someone who you don't even know. I could have a good reason (not that it wasn't good enough already) to steal that sandwich, and they would have still looked at me like that.

I walked for a while, thinking about how long I should stay in this town. It was a nice town and I could probably pocket some good things to sell off. This was still going through my mind when I heard the man from before yelling 'that's him', and when I turned around police officers where running towards me. Crap. I ran like hell, these dudes were way faster than the other guy. I almost gave up when I saw another alley way (should a town have more alley ways?) and turned down it real fast. I knew they saw me turn so I slid my foot on the dirt and felt my body quickly sink into the ground.

"Where did he go?"

"What the hell?"

"Come on, we gotta find this piece of trash."

Piece of trash, haven't heard that one in a while. I waited a minute before bringing my head up to check. Good, there gone. I brought the rest of my body up and sat down. I didn't bother brushing off the dirt. I liked dirt, or any kind of earth in general. It was a part of my magic. I forgot to mention that didn't I? Well yes, I use magic. Ever since I was about three I have been able to use earth magic. Over the years I have gotten better, but I am still nowhere near as good as a wizard. I thought about becoming a wizard once but then I thought about all the things I've stolen. Food mostly, but stolen food none the less. I put my hand on the ground and felt the soft dirt. Now that was relaxing.

"Gehehehehe."

What the hell was that? It sounded like laughter. I looked in the direction it came from. A girl? She had her arms crossed and had this devilish smirk on her face. She appeared to be alone, and it didn't look like she noticed me. What was she laughing at? Then, I saw it.

It was a big, ugly, hairy, slimy monster. It looked like a troll and from what I've heard about trolls, there nothing to laugh at. It got in her face, so close that it eat her in one bite. When I looked back at her face, she still had that look on her face. I couldn't tell who I should be more afraid of.

"Why don't you go scurry off to whatever hole you live in little bitch?" The troll's voice was deep and sounded like a howl. His rotten fangs bulged out when he talked and it made me think about the bone crushing strength they must have.

"Why don't you go scurry out of this town and leave the villagers alone?" The troll looked outright offended by her reply. Then the anger bubbled up and surfaced on his face, in an indescribable expression. Her voice was intense, but it was also soft. What the hell is a girl like that doing talking to a freaking troll?! "Come on dick breath, aren't you gonna answer me?"

The troll growled backing up a little. Then he took a swing at her. His fist was bigger than her body and it slammed her into the wall with such force it made the brick ripple as is cracked. Before I even took a moment to think I stood up and stomped the ground, bringing a boulder out of the ground. I threw it at him, and it hit him square in the jaw. He looked over and grabbed me, slamming my body onto the ground. It knocked the wind out of me and before I knew it his two fists were coming down, ready to kill me. I closed my eyes.

"Did you somehow believe that you could take on a fucking troll dumbass?" I opened my eyes to see the girl from before standing over me. Not a single scratch on her. Something was different about her though, oh yes, she is now made of metal. Because that's something you see every day. She had her arms in this cross position that was keeping the troll's fists from smashing me.

"Well you sure as hell looked like you needed some help!" I kind of yelled that because she clearly needed to hear it. I mean, who goes around getting hit like that and doesn't need some freaking help. I seriously thought she was dead! Is she just stupid or does she have some hero complex?

"I was perfectly fine dumbass, at least I'm not gonna get killed!" She was yelling too now. I couldn't see her face but she seemed pissed. The girl pushed her arms, which threw the troll's arms up a little, then threw what I thought was a punch at first. A metal pole came shooting out from where her hand and forearm should be, punching the troll in the face. He landed on his side with a loud thud. "Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes… mam." The troll answered with such pain. He shrunk into the size of a cat before running off. He didn't look so scary anymore.

"Hope that goes for you too dumbass." The girl said as she returned to human skin and stuck her hands in her pockets. I rolled onto my side and watched her leave. She had a tattoo on her ankle, it was black and looked weird. But it was interesting, just like her. Now that I think about it more, she is probably is a wizard. It would explain this whole situation, but she looked to young. And to mean. I rolled onto my back, with that tattoo still in my mind. Yep, she was very interesting. She had pitch black hair that was pulled back into a messy ponytail with an orange bandana/ribbon thing. She had on a deep blue hoodless jacket and a black tank top that revealed her belly button. She had on white short-shorts and simple black shoes. She was also very small, or should I say petite? I could tell she was my age but I would probably be about a head taller than her. She looked a girl who would be sweet and innocent. But she was clearly anything but that.

I stayed on the ground for a while, watching as the sun went down before I got up. I went to a little café and bought a small dinner. I was too tired to steal my food for once. I was about halfway done when I heard screams. I turned around and saw a building that looked like a bank start to go up in flames. It was three stories and only the first story people had gotten out. I eavesdropped on some people saying that it was getting robbed when someone knocked over a lamp. Whatever that had me going earlier kicked in again and I rushed over there. I slammed my fists into the ground really hard to create a dust cloud that would allow me to go through the doors with being burnt to ashes. I ran in and instantly began coughing. That lamp must have been in the mood to kill some people. The fire was bad. I ran up the stairs and stopped when I saw something. Seven or eight guys were in a circle throwing punches and kicks toward something in the middle.

I didn't even need to see them to know who was in the center.