The New Face in the Guild Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Fairy Tail or any things mentioned in this Fanfiction
"Talking"
"Sound Affects"
"Demon or Monster Talking"
I look up as it starts raining, and pull my black rain coat closer around me. I hear a tshhh and look at the fire, it has gone out already. I sigh, pulling the hood onto my head and get up, heading toward the dirt road. The road is wet, and my destination is far, I am not sure if I will make it before dawn.
It turns out that I did make it, but just barely, it was only a few moments before the clock turned and the lights turned on. I walk briskly down the cobblestone road, not entirely alone as carriages go past and people head back home. For the most part, the road is straight, but there are a few twists and turns that made me get lost on several occasions. Finally, I encounter a building, Japanese in style, big orange doors, looking somewhat like a wood temple, and a banner held a few yards above the door, the emblem of the building is painted on in white. It is hard to describe, but it is an interesting emblem. I let a small smile light up on my face, and walk toward the door, opening it.
What greets me is something that I now experience every day, but the first time I saw it, it surprised me. First off, it was not what I expected, what I had expected was a serious demeanor, with hardly anybody talking to anybody and taking jobs and then leaving. Second, the interior looked different than I had expected, what I had expected was a few tables, a giant board to put jobs on, maybe mostly dark wood and a stone floor. No, I was greeted by the smell of food and booze and a bunch of humans sweating, burping and passing gas. People were laughing, talking, sitting at row upon row of tables and only the occasional person would get up and take a job. There was a bar at the front of the main room and a few people would come out of the bar with refills and platters of food, then going back and repeating. The tables themselves had orange tablecloths with the emblem on the middle which was surprisingly not stained. No one noticed my arrival, and continued talking. I noticed a short old man wearing orange and blue clothes with a hat and staff, and a woman wearing a blue bikini bra and brown skirt pants sitting at the bar. I jerked the hood off my head and took the rain coat off, hanging it on a coat rack far from other coats as to not get them wet. I made my way around the tables, staying to the edge of the mass of people and heading toward the bar.
I sat down at the bar and waited a few minutes before I looked at the old man sitting next to me.
"Excuse me, sir," I said, the man looking at me. "Do you know where I could find the guild master?"
The man looked at me harder, and I knew he was taking me in, looking at the young face looking back at him, "Boy, you're looking at him."
"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't know," I said, my accent coming back as I got flustered. The man gave a low chuckle and shook his head.
"It's all right, the youngsters don't assume a feared guild leader to be an old man," Makarov, the leader of the guild said. "Was there something you wanted? I haven't seen you around here before."
"Yes, actually-"I started.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to ask your name," Makarov said with a smile on his face.
"My name is Sion (Sigh-on) Treaty, and I'm here to perhaps join your guild, sir," I said, clasping my gloved hands on the bar.
"Of course, kid. We're running out of fresh new mages to go out and do the jobs us old people don't want to do," Makarov said, clapping me on the back. I smiled. "Mira will help you get your guild mark and you'll have to sign some boring legal papers to officially mark you into the guild… Do you have a place to stay?" The name of Mira scratched the back of my mind, but I couldn't remember who Mira was.
"Um, not currently but-" I started but was interrupted a second time.
"Don't worry kid, until you get some place for you to rent, you can sleep in one of the guest rooms on the first floor," Makarov said nodding firmly.
"Thank you, sir!" I said excitedly and I slid off the seat.
"Mira is the white haired girl waiting on the table in the back right with the black dress," Makarov called as I headed toward the tables. I wove through the tables, and dodged thrown food and sometimes spilled drinks. When I reached her, she turned so fast when I tapped her shoulder that she almost ran into me.
"Um, I just joined the guild and-" I started but was interrupted for a third time in the past five minutes.
Mira's eyes lit up, "Of course," She said putting the tray on the table nearest to her and grabbed my hand pulling me into a back room. On a table were a few pieces of paper and an ink well with a feather pen sticking out. I sat down and flipped through the pages until I found where I was supposed to sign and took the feather pen, shaking it lightly to get the excess ink off and signed.
Mira smiled and took the papers and put them in one of the many cupboards lining the walls of the small room.
"So, time for the guild mark. The color will choose itself, depending on the way your magic manifests itself and we will place it were you want it," She said cheerfully, taking out a large stamp shaped like the guild emblem.
"I would like it on the right side of my neck, please," I said tilting my head to the side. She nodded, picked up the stamp and placed it on the side of my neck for a few seconds before taking it off and then put the stamp away. She looked at the mark, and then looked at me. "It's mainly black with red swirls in it, which is strange since we haven't had that happen before. Anyway, feel free to take a job, meet your new guild mates, go around the town and find a place, rest, or just stick around and eat food." Mira said, nodding.
I nodded my thanks and left the room, walking to the job request board. I had to make enough money on one job to buy supplies and clothes, but be easy enough to do in a day. I scanned the board, looking at many requests before settling on a mission to clear some bandits of a gold mine. I grabbed it, walked over to the bar, told them I was taking the request and walked toward the door, folding and storing the request in my pocket. As I opened the doors and left, I grabbed my rain coat and swung it on, pulling the hood over my head. I had taken a look at the location of the job, and I wasn't very happy about the fact of having to go on a train to arrive at my destination fast enough. I sped up to a jog and headed down the slippery road to the train station of Magnolia.
I got off the train, nearly collapsing on the ground but managed to stumble down the stairs and lean against a building, my face green and swallowing vomit. I shook my head and headed toward my employer's house, taking in the tall stone stores and house's either side of the street and the fact that there was hardly any grass or trees around.
I waited for the guard at the iron gate of the house as he walked slowly toward me, took my job request, checked it, let me in, and led me inside the house to a large room where a man was reading a book. I bowed to the man as he stood up and the guard left. The man took my hand and shook it as I stood up, nodding to me.
"Sir, I understand that you own a gold mine that has been taken over by bandits and you want me to get rid of them, preferably without destroying… a lot," I said.
The man nodded, "Know that I don't care about your age, and that when you get the job done you will be played the same amount as any other mage would." I nodded back and left the house, running to my new destination.
Along the way I picked up some rope and a backpack, and put the rope in the backpack. I approached the mine entrance, only to find that ten men surrounded me and kept me at a distance with javelins. I looked at them with a bored expression on my face and dropped onto a one knee crouch, touching the mud with both hands. The best way to describe what happened is that black and red flames sprung from the ground and blasted the men backwards so hard that they fell unconscious when they hit the ground. But in actuality, the magic wasn't flames but an evil presence that took the form of something that looked like flames. I stood up, rounded them up, tied them together and entered the mine.
The men in the mine themselves weren't anything short of hired amateurs who were looking for some money, but the man who hired them all was something less than someone just starting in the criminal business. The total amount of men including the men who had ambushed me was about 60, all of them hardly worth me coming here to get them out of the mine. The boss of the group wasn't hard either, just that once he realized I was too big of a challenge for him, he started to run away, pushing his men away and spluttering orders to them to kill me. I walked through the men and they cowered away and stayed away from me. The boss hit the wall and turned around, pressed against the wall of the large underground room. I slammed a foot into the ground and ran toward him, my right arm covered in the black and red flames, and a red and black magic seal appearing in front of me.
"Apocalypse Dragon's Talon!" I yelled and slammed my arm into the man. He went flying and landed on the ground with a large talon shaped burn on his side. The man screamed for a few seconds before falling unconscious. I looked behind me, the other men had dropped there weapons and screamed mercy, I just knocked them out, tied them up, grabbed the large man and dragged them back to the entrance of the mine, where they joined their companions. I tied the large man up and then started walking back down the path, heading toward my employers house.
"Sir," I said entering the room, "I have disposed of the men in the mine, and have left them bound in front of the mine entrance."
The man nodded again, "I do believe I owe you 280,000 jewel for your services today, the group has been most troublesome for the past month and nobody has taken the job."
"It has been my pleasure," I said, putting the bag of jewel in my backpack. I then nodded and left, walking back to the train station, once again displeased at the prospect of having to go on a train.
I arrived back in Magnolia, and this time my friend greeted me in an angry manner.
"Where were you!? I thought we were going to join the guild, get a job, and then-" His voice was cut short by a large gasp, "You went without me?!" He hissed.
"I'm sorry! I must've forgot you at Brickenlodge, I thought I had you but I must've not. I'm sorry Wren, please!" I said hurriedly. The orange furred, black bellied, red pawed cat looked up at me and frowned.
"I suppose so, but when we get to the guild you're administrating me!" The cat said, walking up the road with two feet. I walked after Wren and picked him up, getting a hiss of objection before I put him on my shoulder.
So, I got hit in the head, with underpants. I took them off and flung them back at the black haired naked mage from where they had come from. Next thing I know, a chalice comes flying at my head. The chalice is basically destructed and falls into a crisp as my magic slams into it. The blonde woman beside me covers her eyes with her hands and I notice that she has small opening for her eyes to see what's happening.
"Miss," I say, the woman looking at me, "That's not how-"I am stopped short by a wooden reinforced barrel of beer breaks on the side of my head. The woman gasps as I am drenched in the beer. Wren laughs from his vantage point above me and I look at who threw it. It was a pink haired teenage boy with a white scarf, who was currently laughing at me. I sighed, threw off my coat and ran at him, the boy had barely a second to realize what had happened as I tackled him to the ground and jumped back up.
"Im fired up now!" The boy yelled, his fists enclosed in flames.
"Enough!" A voice yelled and everybody stopped fighting. It was a gigantic figure shrouded in black and he looked at the blonde woman. She shrieked as she realized he had seen her.
"Seems we have a new recruit!" The figure said and I realized it was Makarov. Makarov shrunk till he was his normal self again. "Nice to meet ya!"
The woman shrieked, "This is really the guild master? He's so tiny!"
"Well of course he is! This is the Fairy Tail guild master, Makarov!" Mira said smiling. Makarov jumped onto the balcony and cleared his throat.
"You fools! You've gone and done it again! I've got more paperwork than last time! You all have lost your minds! You kids do nothing more than get the magic council mad!" Makarov paused, then smiled. "But I say to heck with those baboons upstairs!" He yelled burning the papers. "Any power that surpasses reason comes from reason! Magic is a miraculous power! It is a talent that is when we are in harmony with the world around us! Magic is something that should flow from your soul! If all we do is worry, then our magic will never get stronger! Don't let the higher ups scare you! Do what you want to do! That what makes us the best!" Makarov finished, raising his hand, making a one with his hand. The rest of the guild mirrored the motion, as did I, even if I was sopping wet.
Everything was cleaned up, except for me, when Mira saw me she sighed and then went to go give the blonde her guild mark. I sighed and walked toward the bar, Wren padding after me.
"Natsu, look! I got my guild mark!" The woman said, showing her hand with the pink guild mark on it. I stopped and looked at the pink head, that kid was Natsu Dragneel?
"Yeah, yeah! Welcome to the guild, Loony," Natsu said bored as he looked at the job request board.
"My name's Lucy!" Lucy said angrily.
"Hey," I said, walking up to the supposed Natsu.
"What is it you want beer can?" Natsu asked, looking at me. My eye twitched in annoyance.
"My name is Sion. I heard your Natsu Dragneel, the salamander? You don't look like much," I muttered.
"What'd you say?" Natsu asked angrily.
I held up my hands, "You were raised by a dragon, right? Igneel?"
"So what? You don't believe me?" Natsu said with a scowl on his face.
"No, nothing like that. I believe you plenty. It's just, I was raised by a dragon too," I said, Wren sitting on top of my head.