A woman.
A beautiful, red-haired woman. That's what had everyone in a huge tizzy a moment ago before she even arrived and a terrified silence when she did. The guild was quiet, no, silent. Silence, certainly something she didn't think the guild could achieve naturally. The fact that the cause was, again, this beautiful young woman was simply uncanny.
'Why do I keep emphasizing the beautiful part?' Lucy Heartfilia deadpanned inwardly, with a blush.
The fact that she was carrying a giant festive-looking horn that looked to be about the size and weight of an elephant in one hand and a . . . person, also enhanced the intimidation.
"I have returned. Is master present at the moment?" The red-haired Titania announced her presence after setting her giant horn onto the ground, still holding on to the purple-clad boy.
"Welcome back, Erza!" Mirajane greeted happily. "Master's attending a conference." She gained a small grunt of understanding.
"Um, E-Erza-san. . . What is that huge thing?" One of the guild members asked
"Oh, this? It's the horn of the demon I slayed, the locals decorated it. It was so pretty that I honestly couldn't help but take it back as a souvenir." She explained with a smile. "Will it be a nuisance?"
"N-no, not at al!" The guild member frantically refused.
"Anyway, I heard you all have been causing trouble again." Erza stated with a firm tone. "Even if master forgives you, I will not."
"Cana, that is an inappropriate drinking posture." She scolded, sending the alcoholic woman into a series of shivers.
"Vijeeter, if you are going to dance, do it outside."
"Wakaba, your cigarette butts are all over the floor."
"Nab . . . are you still at the request board? Just pick a job already."
One-by-one mercilessly criticizing every one of the guild members, leading Lucy to wonder if she was the guilds disciplinarian. Also leading to Happy confirming it.
"And Mirajane," Everyone once again held their breath. Mirajane? Erza was about to scold Mirajane? They haven't had beef with one another for God knows how long. Not to mention it was Mirajane, what could she, of all people, have possibly done wrong. Why all of a sudden?
"Do we have an antidote for poison."
The guild collectively sighed.
"Um, yes. It's in the basement. I assume it's for the boy you're carrying."
Earning a nod of confirmation, Erza began towards the basement. Not before turning to Happy, "By the way, are Natsu and Gray here."
"Aye." Came the frightened cat's response.
"H-hey, Erza," Gray stuttered, holding and hugging Natsu, "We're being g-g-good to each other. . . as always."
"Natsu became Happy!" Lucy screamed hysterically.
"I see. . . best friends do fight once in a while. But I'd rather see you two being good to each other all the time. Anyway, I need to talk to both of you so stick around all right."
"Aye."
Lead. A million pounds of lead was in his head at the moment. Well at least that's what it felt like. He remembered being in the forest, was just travelling really. Was he hungry maybe, probably due to the endless amounts of just wondering around. Got to a point where his stomach started rumbling, as if he had some earthquake in him. Driven by the sensation of wanting to eat, he ate some mushroom he found and. . .
Black. He couldn't recollect anything past that. Though it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out it may have had something to do with the mushroom. It was green and purple, that should've been his first clue that clearly he didn't want to consume, or digest that.
Wait, he was just in the middle of the forest, right? That means. . . he fainted in the middle of the freakin' forest! Meaning no one probably came across his body! Meaning he was dead on the forest floor outside of some town!
As the revelations started to get worse and worse, the antidote that Erza gently poured down the boy's throat started to take some effect.
His eyes twitched and tightened a little before slowly opening to reveal a pair of black eyes. Said eyes almost immediately began examining the current room. Wooden beams, cement walls, wooden crates and barrels, definitely a basement of some kind. Judging by the tables and the aforementioned crates and barrels he could only guess that it was the basement of a restaurant or something like that.
Another thing he saw was a stunning, red-haired woman standing over him with a rather neutral expression. One that turned into a gentle smile when looking into his onyx orbs. "I see. You've been cured."
"Cured?" He responded in a slurred manner, which was to be expected after waking up from unconsciousness. Erza nodded at him, "Yes, indeed. I found you on the forest floor, passed out."
"Who are you?"
"It's rather customary to give your own name before asking for someone else's is it not?" Erza stated, an amused tone with young boy rather than a scolding one. The boy frowned. "Yeah, I suppose you're right."
"My name is Rosuto Chamenos."
Been having this idea for a damn while so why not. Implementing my OC into the storyline of a popular manga/anime, the most original idea I have ever come up with I assure you.
Neat little not about Rosuto's name. Rosuto means 'Lost' in Japanese, however I don't intend it to be pronounced the same way. My version will be Row-sue-toe instead of the Taw-su-toe (Don't know, just check google translate or something). Chamenos is also Lost in greek, without the accents and all. Anyway, review if you like the idea.