First off, I had major writers' block so I was working on side projects as I thought up what to do, but then when I finally get an idea what to do on this story, I get sick. Like, really sick, but I'm all better now! Don't worry! I'm fine! When I was healthy again I sent my friend, AnimeaMari a message telling her that I wanted to change this into a short series (probably the same size as "Eruption") because the idea I had gotten was too long to finish in an oneshot…yes, that is what happened during the long month of not posting anything.

As an apology – and I wasn't going to post "Summer Camp" until it was completely finished – but I'm going to post everything I had written during my writers' block for this story. So beware, you are going to get a lot of updates in a few days.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail

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Little Red Riding Hood (Prologue)

It all began on July 7, x777…

It started by the murder of the Master of Fairy Tail. The S-class fighters immediately sprung into combat, despite their mournful hearts. The other villagers soon began to realize what was happening and lent the superior fighters a hand: the first battle of the Wolf War had begun.

No one understood what drove the werewolves against them, neither Fairy Tail nor other villages. Some say that they didn't like the master. Some say that Fairy Tail had something they wanted. Others say they were simply bloodthirsty. Most people say the werewolf pack planned their treason since the beginning.

They were living in harmony among each other: Fairy Tail and Tartaros. There was no racism. Neither side cared whether or not they were human or werewolf. Tartaros, the werewolf pack, lived on the outskirts of Fairy Tail; in the forest. They often came into the village to visit family friends. Some of them even lived in Fairy Tail and only went into the woods when the full moon ascended in the air.

All that harmony…that truce…came crashing down…

All of the sudden, both sides couldn't stand even the mention of the opposite race! They loathed their enemies so much they'd immediately try to kill each other the moment their eyes met.

As the first battle of the Wolf War raged on, a little girl who was bawling and bawling until her head ached from the crying, curled into a ball outside a destroyed building that she once called her home. She knew her mother and father were still inside…and she knew they weren't going to come out.

Her parents were gone…Michelle, her sister, was gone…she had no friends and no other family living in the Fairy Tail village.

The girl was all alone.

Hugging her brown cloak her mother made her to her shoulders, the little girl sniffed and wiped her dirty hands against her eyes, picking herself up onto her feet and running. She didn't really know where she was going, but she knew she needed to get away from all this chaos.

This ridiculous chaos…

When she lifted her hand to wipe her eyes again, she found herself in the middle of Fairy Tail Forest:

Tartaros' territory…

The orphaned child turned around to run back to her village, but was only met by more trees. She had gotten herself lost in Tartaros' woods, and she was certain they would find her and kill her.

She curled up in a ball at the base of a tree, cold, dirty, and hungry. Her family was dead and now she was going to join them. She could hear the werewolves howling near her, but none of them appeared.

Then suddenly, she could hear someone – a human – panting:

"…H-hey guys…I think they're gone now…" It was a feminine voice, belonging to a child that sounded only a few years older than her.

"We finally drove them out of town, huh?" This was a masculine voice that sounded slick back and without a care.

"Hey guys! I think I see someone over here!" It was another young feminine voice.

The child cowered even more, pushing herself against the trunk of the tree even more and pulling her cloak closer around her face.

"Be careful, Mira! It could be a werewolf!"

"Shut up, you red headed brat! You think I don't know that?! It's a child! Come over here!"

Mira…the little girl knew that name…

A girl in her early teens appeared at the little girl's feet and stared her down.

The little girl remembered her now. She's the She-Devil, Mirajane Strauss. She's one of the S-class fighters in Fairy Tail. She had her long, white hair in a ponytail and wore black revealing clothing.

"So who are you then?" Her cold, blue eyes seemed to pierce her soul.

"Mirajane, be nice! Give her some space! She's probably really scared right now!"

Mira scowled and turned around, revealing two other people: the one who had spoken just now was the other child in her early teens, looking the same age as Mira. She was in a dress, but had a breastplate on for protection and her long red hair was in a braid. The man who was with them was tall and blonde. The famous lightning scar on his eye gave his identity away.

All three of them were S-class fighters.

"You're not my mom, Erza!" Mira snapped. "I'm older than you anyway!"

"You're only older by a couple of months, you old lady!" Erza snapped.

Mira gasped, "Just because I have white hair, doesn't make me an old lady!"

"Knock it off you two," Laxus scolded the two, but his attention was on the girl wrapped in the brown hood. He squatted next to her and carefully put his rough hand on her small arm. "It's okay. The werewolves are gone now."

Erza followed in suit, cautiously so she wouldn't scare her, and got on her knees in front of the small child. He put a hand to her shoulder. "We're not going to hurt you. It's over now. Tell us where your family is and we'll take you to them."

Slowly but surely, the girl opened her mouth to mutter three words: "T-they're all dead…"

Laxus and Erza exchanged sympathetic looks.

"What's your name, kid?" Mira crossed her arms, ignoring the tension filled atmosphere.

"Mira!" Erza scolded.

The little girl opened her mouth again, still trembling in fear. "I-it's L-Lucy…Lucy H-Heartfilia…"

Erza smiled politely and lifted the small ten-year-old girl to her feet. "I'm Erza Scarlet. It's very nice to meet you, Lucy. Come on, we'll get you to safety. I have a lot of friends who would love to meet you."

With a nod and a pull of her brown hood closer to her, Lucy nodded staying close to Erza's side. The redhead had an arm around her tenderly and Lucy hugged back already looking up to the redhead as an older sister.

Lucy had never had an older sister, Michelle was younger than her…and they killed her. Tartaros killed her sister…and her parents.

And they killed Master Precht…and made so many orphans on that day.

That day: July 7, x777…the day the Wolf War began…

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I tried to make it pretty dramatic and capturing. XD How did I do?

-zEllie