Primordial
A Stone Age Omake Continuation
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Hello readers;
First of all, I would like to leave you all a quick author's note on this story. I got asked to create a response to this omake aeons ago, it seems, when it was first released but I didn't really want to touch this one because the entire concept struck me as mildly foolish. This seemed like a way for Mashima to vent some pervy, creative goofball onto the world – and it was greatly entertaining. It just wasn't something I was ready to branch off of at the time.
That considered, I have been psychoanalysing the concept for a while now and think I may have deduced a way to make this work in a somewhat sober fashion. I will warn you ahead of time; it's still going to be a little goofy [I'm really out on a limb here] and vastly historically inaccurate, obviously, because that was how Mashima started it. Obviously, there would be huge dialect adjustments and such if we were being realistic; and that's if there was any dialogue at all. I believe it would make for a pretty boring read without it – I know because I considered altering this. However, I think rather than trying to correct his inaccuracies, I will embrace the madness and pick up where he left off.
Most of my stories revolve solely around my OC and her particular love interest, but this time, pending reader interest, there are a few couples I want to express. I won't warn you who they are, but there may be a little crack shipping. My OC will be my main priority but expect appearances of the others tossed in there too in this slow-moving experiment. I just needed something a little different to try.
So, in conclusion, this rendition of Mashima's same storyline will probably be a little silly, a little romantic and entirely primordial. Without further delay, let's try to make sense of this new world.
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Introduction
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Long ago, ten thousand years exactly, the beautiful, uncultivated land was just starting to humour the idea of mankind populating its surface. Many centuries later, historians would come to call the territory we visited the kingdom of Fiore. But even long before that day had come to pass, centred in this territory was a thriving tribe of men and women equal, recognized for being powerful and resilient warriors. These people were said to be capable of slaying dragons and silencing seas. The name this tribe kept was Crocus; the amalgamation of many petals.
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But that is not where our story takes place.
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Our story takes place much further east to where one of Crocus' many petals bloomed in the lands of Magnolia. It was here that a particularly troublesome tribe of fairies dwelled. Like every petal of Crocus' mighty flower the Fairy tribe was divided into two, men and women segregated at birth.
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Early on, when a child was brought into the light of Crocus' sun, it was separated from its parents and began its journey before it was old enough to recall much of life with the Grand Tribe. It had been that way since the dawn of time. The children were delivered to one of Crocus's many petals. These are the tribes aforementioned; the Sabre Cats, the Lamia, the Pegasai, the Mermaids, the Oracions, the Cerberus. They were the six petals of Crocus' mighty flower. Each of these tribes had two factions, one for the male children, and one for the females. This isolation allowed the children to be raised honing their particular strengths without distraction, promoting independence and brotherhood. It led each child to embrace their entire tribe as their family, not just the parents that brought them into the world.
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Annually, when select children came of proper age among the other members of the petal tribes, the two halves would convene with the select group of mature tribesmen and women. It was there that the journey of courtship was explained to each of them. At these gatherings, the men and women of the tribe would choose a prospect mate and begin the long and perilous journey to Crocus. It was here they were expected to bond, their combined strengths and reliance upon the other seeing them to the Grand Tribe. Once they'd arrived, it was there they made their home and, pending the journey's success, children. There they had five tender years with their child to prepare them to be sent away to walk the same path they had once taken.
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Some people may have found this philosophy cruel, but it had welcomed generations of strong warriors to Crocus' lands. However, what many elders in Crocus had begun to realise was that the Fairy tribe in the east had not produced a mated addition for some time. This worried the elders. They feared that the tribe was not preparing strong enough warriors to make the journey to the Grand Tribe's lands. For fear of losing this petal, the Crocus elders summoned the spirits of the last Fairies to make the courting journey.
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Mavis and Zeref then began their expedition back from whence they'd come. They had made a terrible discovery upon their arrival. A monumental war had swept through the Fairy tribe lands not long after Mavis and Zeref had made their courtship journey to the tribe of Crocus. Only a small few survived and they were too young to have made it to the courtship commune. None of them were aware of its practice.
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By the time Zeref had arrived at the tribe of the Fairies, Makarov was the only male elder left alive. Makarov recalled the war, where he and few others were spared at the great sacrifice of everyone who had helped to raise him. But because he had never been of age to attempt the journey to Crocus, he was without knowledge of it and the way the commune, or human biology, worked.
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Porlyusica of the female half of the Fairies was in a similar situation when Mavis approached her. Being of the youthful generation spared the war herself, she too was unaware of the tradition of courtship. Makarov was incredibly apologetic and humiliated by his ignorance, but Porlyusica blamed Crocus for waiting so long to send a messenger, chasing poor Mavis from her hut with a stick.
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Because of this immense confusion, many prospects from both sides were of suitable age for this journey, but some had passed their prime and the elder's felt it would be too dangerous to send them to Crocus in their feeble state. Because of this, those past the appointed time would remain and become the new council of elders for the merging Fairy tribe. Those of proper age and strength would convene for the first time civilly with the other half of the tribe and choose a prospective mate to take the courtship journey with.
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Because of this announcement, there was much for each half of the tribe to consider. Both halves were equally embarrassed and confused. It was easy to see that the courtship journeys the tribe would take that year would be particularly difficult for the generation preparing. Because both Makarov and Porlyusica remembered the war that had swept through the tribe but not the enemy they battled, they had always just assumed it was each other; the only other humans in close proximity to them. The males and females had been battling for so long that neither side was overly enthused with the prospect of an entire journey with the opposing sex.
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This is where our journey begins.