AN: Hello there people of FF. This is my first time ever writing a fanfiction on here, though I have a few stories on Wattpad. I decided I wanted to do some stuff here, where I would do some different types of books. Hope you guys enjoy the first chapter of 'A Fairy Tail'!

(Side thoughts)

'thoughts'

"dialogue"

Third person POV

Hestia couldn't help but feel some slight irritation. Why did she feel some irritation? Namely because Hecate, a fellow goddess who was best known for being the goddess of magic (among other things) had asked for a favor. She said she only trusted Hestia to do this and would be eternally grateful if she could help.

Of course, Hestia just had to say yes. She just had to help Hecate. And where did that land her? Right in the middle of some random burning village.

Oh, and it was a burning vilage in another dimension.

How wonderful. How perfectly splendid.

After she got over her irritation (Which only took a second, she really wasn't good at holding grudges) she realized that there could be some survivors amongst all the destruction. Any survivors would most likely be hurt though.

Hestia had felt like cursing her own stupidity, for taking the time to wait and think instead of trying to find survivors and give help IMMEDIATELY.

She ran past the burning buildings, not caring too much about her clothing. It's not like it would get burnt.

She started to lose hope of ever finding survivors. The only thing she could feel in the area was death, and every which way she turned there was only destruction.

Yet she kept running. She kept looking. She hoped beyond hope that she would find someone who was alive.

And that was when it happened. When her hope and detirmination paid off. That was when she found them.

Two boys. One of them seemed to be a teenager, possibly a young adult. She could only see his back, but he had dark hair that didn't go past his ears. He wore all black clothing, a white sash going across his back and chest.

In his arms, he held a young, frail boy. He had pink hair and seemed to be shorter than the dark boys arm. He was also very skinny, not to the point of his ribs showing, but still skinny. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be only ablt to breath short, labored breaths.

But she didn't know if the youngest would make it. He was covered in terrible burns. She was unsure if even her best efforts could save him.

"Please... help. Help us. Help him. Help me save my baby brother!"

The boy in dark clothing had spoken. He was begging for Hestias help. The fact that the pink haired boy was the boys little brother just made her feel worse. She was completely unsure if she could help, but she knew one thing.

She just had to try and save him.

"I'll try my best to save him, but I don't know if he will make it, even with my power."

"Please...please, just try to save him..."

She nodded and stepped up to the pair. She finally got a look at the dark boys face.

Black eyes. Soft facial features. He seemed slightly feminine in appearance, though he was a boy for sure. Not only that, but there was something else.

His aura radiated power, a dark power that was yet to awaken. She could already tell he would be powerful. More powerful than any normal mortal, ir even demigod.

But, that was not her main focus at this point in time. As soon as she had gathered enough power she started to send it into the little boy.

Yet nothing happened. He wasn't healing. Try as she might, his burns wouldn't heal. She was starting to think the child would die, until she thought of something.

It would weaken her. She might not be at full stremgth for 10 years, or 10,000. But damn it, if it would save the young boy and stop the darker sibling from losing someone precious to him, she would do it.

She seperated a piece of her own godly essence, and put it into the boy.

And he stopped breathing.

She froze. Was it too much? Was it inevitable? Had this all been for nothing? Had-

And then, just like that, the burns started to heal. He started to breathe again.

The young child was alive.

She turned back to the boy to see a smile on his face, tears streaming down, "Thank you... Thank you so so much. I don't... I don't know what I would have done if he died."

Hestia could only give him a small smile, "Think nothing of it, I'm happy to help. Though, I wish I had arrived sooner, then maybe more could've been saved..."

"What you could've done doesn't matter, what you HAVE done, does. If it weren't for you, my little brother would be dead... so thank you, so so much."

Hestia felt a tear roll down her cheek, "Thank you for the kinds words. May I ask, what is your name?"

"My name? My name is Zeref. Zeref Dragneel. This is my brother, Natsu Dragneel. What is your name?"

"My name is-" And just like that, she vanished without a trace.

Hestia, despite herself, couldn't help but feel some irritation. She didn't even get to stay to make sure they would be alright. Oh she was going to have a few words with Hecate.

What she didn't know, was that when she had put a part of her essence into the child, was that she made something different. Something she would figure out in a few days.

She now had a son. A son that she would not get to see for a long, long time.

So, how was that? Hope I did good enough with the first chapter. Remember to review and tell me how I'm doing so far! Peace out!