Hello, everyone! I have a new story for you! This idea came to me the other day and I was wondering where it could go. This story is dedicated to my husband, who has always encourages me to never stop writing. I hope you all like it! Please leave a review and left me know your thoughts. I don't own the rights or characters of Fairy Tail!

Journey for a Forbidden Rose

Prologue

"I wonder what I should wear tomorrow," Lucy pondered as she walked home. She and her team were planning on taking a job tomorrow and she always wanted to look her best when they met with a client. "Maybe I should wear my new navy skirt with the turquoise top Levy gave me…" With her attention focused on her wardrobe, she didn't hear Plue's warning and collided with a cloaked figure. "Ouch!" she cried as she fell backward onto the concrete.

"Sorry about that," the figure held out a hand. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"I wasn't paying attention either," she admitted, taking the offered hand and dusted herself off. "So I'm sorry too…" Her words drifted into silence as she took in the stranger's appearance.

He was tall, she guess somewhere near six foot seven, and looked as if his wild hair was on fire at first glance. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that it was a dark navy color with lighter blue tips. His eyes were a color similar to his hair, but they were lighter. There was a strange magic energy radiating from him, and his light beige skin seemed to glow in the dim street lights. "Are you alright?"

She shook herself, smiling. "Sorry about that, I tend to get lost in my thoughts easily."

He laughed, bringing its strange tone to her attention; it was somewhere between a tenor and baritone, but something almost made her think of Éclair. "You remind me of an old friend of mine," he chuckled, smiling. "I'm sorry, but I better get going."

"Me too," she nodded, moving past him. "Sorry again." She turned to continue on her way home, but spun around at the sound of giant wings, only to find herself alone on the street. Where did that guy go? Shaking it off as she arrived home, she decided that a nice hot bath was in order.

Little did she notice the writing her shoulder, the spot where she had made contact with the stranger, as she sighed in bliss and how it would change her life.

When stars align at midnight's toll

And the heavens become ablaze,

One man alone will notice

And he will embark on a journey.

Neither distance nor time deter him

With their endless horizons.

What he seeks is no precious jewel,

Nor diamond or pearl.

Only when water freezes

And the sword is thrown,

A being will emerge from the night,

And the forbidden rose will bloom.