It was a normal day in Fairy Tail. Lucy and Levi were chatting, Erza was harping at Gray and Natsu for setting her food on fire, Cana and Markarov were... Well, drinking. But above all of the noise and commotion, a sharp knock ran through the room. Heck, nobody in fairy tail ever knocked. Not even the strangest of visitors. Of course this caused some sorts of commotion, in the kind of way that stops a hectic croud.
"Wh-what?" Asked Markarov, snapping out of his "drunk state." The silloughette of a small girl was outlined onto the doorframe. She entered the light with such grace, as if she knew she had the pride to strut into someone else's guild. "Who is it?" Asked master Marcarov warily.
The girl had the most beatiful strawberry blonde hair with deep grey eyes to compliment. She was quite tall for her age and acted like she knew it. She was only 12 or 14... yet she had this wonderful charisma only powerful wizards posess.
"I am Luna-nya." She said. Her voice was deep and had such calm grace to it, she was no doubt a very talented child. Her tail lashed side-to side in an angry way that made everyone in the guikd shudder. "I ask for an audience with Lucy and Natsu-nya."
Master Marcarov gulped as shivers ran down his spine. "Why are you here?" He asked shakily. This girl sent sivers doen his spine and he didn't like it.
"I am on official buisinuess from the magic council, it concerns all of Fiore. I must speak with them-nya." She flattened her ears against her head and lashed her tail faster.
Markarov guestured for Lucy and Natsu to speak to her. Happy clung to Natsu's shoulder, digging his claws into the dragonscale scarf. The group trotted outside, with some hesitation. Natsu sensed something familiar about her. He swore he could have seen her before.
"Hello-nya!" She said, her dark temperment turning light in the blink of an eye. She had a small smile accross her face, that made her seem quite cheery. Natsu and Lucy exchanged confused glances, and happy merely looked at his feet in despair. "I'm sorry about scaring you-I was supposed to seem powerful, the council said that would make Marcarov more inclined to let me speak with you-nya."
"So what do you have to tell us?" Asked happy, trying to quickly change the subject. He feared her as much as Lucy and Natsu did.
Her demeanor grew quite serious as she swiveled her ears around and leaned in closer. "I'm from the future-nya."
"HAH! You expect us to fall for that? Silly little girl!" Exclaimed an overly-confident Natsu.
Suddenly she began to change. Her body grew more elongated, she began to fill out, she looked at least 5 years older. "Would you prefer this-nya?" She asked, her silky voice booming.
They all looked taken aback. "Just who do you think you are?" Asked Lucy, getting overly close to her face.
"I'm... Related. But that is not the point. You need to find Igneel, again Natsu. All of Fiore depends on it-nya."
