So this is my first story and I just made this small chapter because I had the idea. Please let me know what I can change :D
I do not own Fairy tail. Hiro Mashima owns all of it.
Fire. That's one of the things I remember most about that day. But even more, I remember that red hair of hers. That was the day we were freed. But now that I look back on it, was it a blessing or a curse?
P.O.V. First person
Fiore XX,XX,X776
"What's that sound?" I say to myself as I wake up from my light sleep. I look up and see chaos. I see a girl who couldn't be any older than me charging at the guards. She walks over to me.
"Why aren't you getting up?" She says.
"What's happening?" I reply confused. "We are getting out of here." At this point I notice that her hair is red. "Your hair is pretty." I say. "What are you saying at a time like this?!" She replies/yells at me flustered. "Well if we are getting out of, here let's go." I say getting up. I grab a spear and charge into the fight. I can already tell... This is the start of something, however, what it is, I have no idea.