Summary: Living in the magical country of Tourmalina isn't too hard, just learn some magic(or not) and use it to get by. Tourmalina is as normal as it could be, with powerful destructive mages causing trouble and havoc. When a newcomer shows up with no recollection of their past, what kind of trouble follows, and who exactly is this person? Fax and other parings.
I panted as I ran through the massive forest. I just knew someone was chasing me.
Crunch. Crunch.There. There is my proof that someone was chasing me, the leaves and twigs were crunching and snapping as they ran. After me. Not good.
Coming to a small clearing, I spun, trying to decide which way to go. I turned right, and ran. I didn't stop till I burst out into the forest and into a town or village. I crashed into some people before stopping at the wall of a tall building. Turning around, I was relieved to see that the person who was chasing me didn't follow me into the light, in public.
Then, without warning, I collapsed.
The country of Tourmalina is a magical and unique country. Magic is everywhere, and used for many things, like chores, building and especially entertaining.
But soon, some people started using magic to attack others.
Some stood up and protected the innocents and started taking down dark mages.
Those who stood up for justice and those who wreaked havoc and caused chaos created "houses" (A/N: Think of the houses not as physical houses, but like the houses in Harry Potter. Like the Gryffindor house, the Slytherin house, etc.). Justice houses and evil houses, to be exact. Houses are groups of mages who use their magic to either protect or attack. Mages in those houses specialize in those two tasks, normally.
As more people join the house, they create teams with other mages in that house. There are different kinds of magic, like card magic, transformation magic, or song magic. Those are only some.
Each house has their own mark. Almost like a small picture. Each mage that enters the house chooses a color and where they want the mark to be. On their hand, their leg or anywhere they choose.
At the head of the house is the housemaster. They make sure that the members try to stay out of trouble. The people in charge of the different houses are the council members. They watch and monitor each of the house's actions.
If one house does something very bad or damaging, they have a meeting, and if all the council members agree, they may force the house to break apart or disband.
That is the basic jist of things in Tourmalina.
My eyes shot open once I felt a near presence come closer and closer.
A boy. He was around 10 years old with bright blue eyes and blond hair. His hand was stretched towards me, eyes wide and mouth slightly hanging open.
His hand retracted and he shifted his weight. "Are you okay?"
I eyed him, and all he did was smile. "Yeah." I managed to croak.
"Are you sure?" His eyes showed doubt, as they roamed over my arms and legs.
"Yep."
Frowning, he played with something in his hand. "Here, have this." He stuck his hand out and dropped something in my hands then ran away.
An apple. That's what he gave me. An apple. Deciding not to waste perfectly good food, I ate it, ignoring the slight pain of my body.
That's when I blacked out again.
When I woke again, it was raining, to my dismay. So much for camping out here.
I tried to stand and walk, but one of my ankles gave out and I fell back against the wall and down to the ground. It was probably just sprained or something.
Risking a look at one of my arms, I spotted a deep gash going down from my shoulder to my elbow. I examined my limbs more, discovering more injuries, some looking deep. There were deep gashes and scratches, purple and green bruises and blood was being washed from my body because of the rain. My wrist too, was probably sprained. My injuries stung, water pounding on them.
Suddenly, the pain shot through out my body. The scratches, the bruises, my ankle. All the pain that I hadn't felt earlier smashed into me like a brick wall.
Once most of it passed, mostly with me gritting my teeth, I felt really dizzy. Feeling my head, I felt an injury in my forehead, it was still bleeding, the color staining my fingers.
I looked up to the sky, wondering where the heck I was. The dizziness started to overcome me, and the last thing I saw were two boys running toward me.
Honestly, blacking out was getting annoying.
The boy who had just given the girl an apple ran back towards the house that he belonged to. Yes, he was a mage. As he ran, he thought of the girl who had multiple severe injuries.
Soon, he came up to the huge mansion where the rest of the mages who weren't on jobs were. When he burst through the doors, he desperately started looking for his twin sister and his best friend.
The boy searched for them, running into rooms and asking if people had seen them.
Though his sister couldn't be found, he had managed to find his best friend.
"Iggy!" the boy yelled at the bomb expert. "I just ran into a girl. She looked like she was hurt really bad.
Iggy gave him a sideways glance, "Why should I care?"
"She looks like she would bleed to death"
"Okay, so she's hurt, what do you want me to do?"
"Come and help me bring her in!" The boy lashed out at Iggy.
He just scoffed. "Go do it yourself, Gaz."
The boy glared. "She uses magic, I can feel it. I didn't see her use it though."
Iggy stayed silent, as if he was expecting more from the younger boy.
"There wasn't a mark. She's not part of a house." Silence. "She was sleeping outside, she didn't look like she had a home. No home means no parents."
"No parents? You didn't see her go anywhere?"
The boy looked pleadingly into his eyes. "She didn't go anywhere. She doesn't have a home, she looks like she's lost a lot of blood, and its about to rain! Please bring her in and try to heal her."
"Alright." Iggy stood. "But go get your jacket, it's gonna rain."
Minutes later, they were running side by side in the heavy rain and to the girl.
When Iggy saw her condition, he was taken aback. It was worse than he had thought. Scrapes, gashes and bruises decorated her body, which was turning a paste white. Her clothes were ripped and her hair was tangled and was dirtied with blood, grime, dirt and leaves with branches sticking out. Blood seeped from a wound on her forehead, her breath ragged. The girl's wrist and ankle were also bent in unnatural angles. Though in a bad condition, her beauty was still shown through the mess.
She must have been in so much pain.
"See?" the boy whispered.
"Thanks for telling me, Gazzy. If certain people had seen this girl.."
Gazzy nodded. Since Iggy was the bigger and stronger boy, he was the one who picked her up, one arm behind her back and the other under her knees. Her head rolled to the side, resting on Iggy's chest.
They start walking back and during that time, Iggy examined her and wondered, 'What could a pretty girl like this do to get punished so severely?'
When they entered the mansion, all noise stopped and heads turned to stare and look at the girl. Whispering started and the two could only catch parts of the conversations as they passed by.
"Who is she?"
"What happened?"
"Poor girl, she-"
"-the hell'd she go through?"
Gazzy and Iggy both wondered what had happened to her, and who she was. She hadn't made a sound the whole trip.
They met up with the housemaster at the top of the steps, and he accompanied them to the health room. Iggy set her down on a cot and made sure to check her breathing.
"I'll have someone change her clothes in a couple of minutes. Iggy, you can start to heal whatever you can, then let her rest, alright?" The master brushed her hair away from her face. "She's young too." He then turned and left, having some work to do. Being the housemaster of this house was particularly hard; they were so destructive and caused trouble almost everywhere they went.
But even though he had left her in that room, he still thought about the strange feeling he got from her. He got the impression that she used magic. The kind of magic, he didn't know. But it definitely was a stranger kind, one that hasn't been used in a long, long time.
I woke and rubbed my eyes. Noticing I was indoors instead of outdoors, I sat up quickly.
My clothes were changed from the ripped ones to a white shirt and a white pair of shorts. I flipped the snow-white sheets so that I could see my legs. I was stunned to see that my injuries were gone. White bandages were wrapped around my left ankle and heel and more white bandages were wrapped around my right shin, left arm and my right wrist. When I reached up for my forehead, I confirmed that there were bandages wrapped around there too.
I heard a snore, and turning my head, I saw a strawberry blond haired guy sitting in a chair sleeping. On the floor was a blond boy who was also sleeping. He was the boy who gave me that apple earlier.
Slowly, I placed my feet on the cold wooden floor and stood up, ignoring the intense pain that shot up through my ankle. I started walking to the exit, hoping both wouldn't wake up and see me trying to sneak out of God-knows-where.
One of then stirred, and I froze. Once I was satisfied, I started walking toward the exit again.
I got out into the hallway and at one end I heard tons of people talking. At the other end there was some noise, but it wasn't as loud as the other, so naturally, I chose that end.
My bare feet barely made any noise as I crept along. I turned a corner, then heard yelling coming from the other way.
"She's gone! Ig, What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything! Do you know where she went?"
"No.. I was sleeping! Maybe the housemaster took her.."
"Then lets go find him!"
They were probably talking about me; I did leave without telling.
Their footsteps grew closer and closer, until they crashed into me, throwing me against the wall.
"Hey, here she is." the tall one said.
"You still have to heal some wounds, right?"
"Right." he answered the short one. "Hey, come on, we gotta get back to the health room."
They tried to lead me away, but I stood my ground. "Who are you?"
The two exchanged glances and then turned their gazes to me.
Apple boy spoke first. "I'm Gazzy. That's Iggy."
"Oh, so I'm a that?" Iggy's pale blue eyes narrowed at Gazzy.
The two glared at each other, then looked at me.
"Okay, so you know who we are. now, who are you?"
I racked my brain, looking for an answer. Nothing came up. Did I have amnesia or long-term memory loss, or something? "I don't know who I am."
Gazzy wrinkled his nose. "You don't know?"
I shook my head. "I don't know my name."
Iggy's eyebrows were raised, and he said, "Okay, then. We'll deal with this later, right now lets get you all healed."
I nodded and followed. What? I didn't know anyone here. Plus, they seemed nice.
Iggy healed my arm, my head and my leg with magic. He had tried to fix my wrist and my ankle completely, but since he they were broken, all he could do was heal part of it and make the pain go down a little. He made me keep the bandages on there, then asked me a bunch of questions.
Turns out I can remember everything else except for who I am, and my past. I did manage to guess my age, though. I was around 16.
"So.. Where am I?" I asked after Iggy finished with the questions.
"You're in the Night Star house."
A house as in.. mages and magic? "You mean.." I trailed off.
"Yeah. Mages and magic. All of us here use magic."
A/N: Okay, so this is my second fic that I posted up on here.. You should check out my other one too, the one called "Which Prince?" And I know some of this is almost like Fairy Tail, but I only used it like a base, I won't use their actual ideas, so its not a crossover..
So yeah.. Awwkkwaardd.. Yeah, for you all expecting me to update that story, I'm sooooo sorry! Like really. I have a orchestra concert in about a week, and I have so many essays to write! On top of that, my teachers give my piles of homework on the weekends, and I have a class on Sunday! So, yeah.. sorry.. PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
Phoenix: Hey, did ya forget about me?
Me: No, you idiot.. You talk to me every day. So guys, this is the girl in my head, her name is Phoenix, and sometimes she's super annoying..
Phoenix: *Scoffs* look who's talking.
Me: Shut up. Now R&R!
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