So this is my first fan fiction that I have uploaded. Yay! My friend and I got bored in class and we started making up what we would be like if we were in Fairy Tail. I gave three of them names and this is the outcome Have fun reading and please review!

Now onto the story~

Chapter 1:

? POV:
The last thing I remember before we were taken was the scene of my parents, covered in their own blood. We were told to hide. I held my sister close to my chest making sure she didn't see the scene unfolding before us. I watched in horror as red painted the walls and sprayed into the cupboard. I pulled my sister closer; I wouldn't let them take her from me.

*Crash*.

I turned my head to look at the crack between the doors. They were throwing things around the room, looking behind, under and in everything possible. 'What were they looking for?' I thought to myself. Just as I thought that the door flung open. The man's mouth tilted up into a gross smirk when he sang "Found you~".

Now we're here, at the Bureau of magical development. Kiata, my little, sister held onto my hand tightly. I walked her over to the bed and pulled her into a hug. She pulled her knees up to her chest and whispered something I couldn't quite hear. I placed my lips on the top of her head and heard her say what she had been whispering.

"Mama…"

I closed my eyes tightly and took in her scent. She smelt terrible but what would you expect. They locked a 5 and an 8 year old inside a chamber without letting them bathe properly, only in cold water without soap in the middle of winter. We were mere tests set for a stronger subject. We were the first to arrive but now there are four of us including Kiata, I and 2 other girls. My name is Nayru and this is our story.

? POV:
The last thing I remember before I was taken was the dark forest and the cold snow surrounding me. As I ran the branches cut into my skin infecting the pure snow with red droplets. "Brother!" I screamed my voice starting to become hoarse. 'Where was he?" I thought to myself. Only a few hours ago we had been playing but now I'm running through a forest battered and bruised blood pouring from injuries that I had received from my surroundings. I tried to remember what exactly happened for me to end up here all alone and running for my life.

Brother and I had been surviving on our own for a while now. People always offered us money to buy food but we hardly ever accepted it, we didn't want to become a burden. The only reason we ever accepted money was if we needed any necessary supplies that we were unable to gather ourselves. We had gone to gather food even though it was a bit pointless considering we were in mid-winter. While we were gathering a branch gave way covering him with snow and making his already white hair, pure white. I laughed uncontrollably which leaded to me coping a hard packed snowball to the face. This was the beginning to an all-out snowball fight. After a while my face had turned red and I began to sneeze. Brother took me inside worried for my health; he had always been able to withstand the depths of winter a bit better then myself. After he left to finish gathering something for tonight's dinner, someone knocked on the door. I wish I hadn't answered it but I hoped it was brother.

But I was wrong.

When I opened the door a tall lady reached down and grabbed me. I managed to escape her grip and started running. Now here I am running in this dark forest trying to escape from a woman who I've never even seen before.

Why would she want an 8 year old who can't even use magic yet? My legs became sore and my vision became blurry. My running pace became a slow jog and I was panting heavily. The next thing I knew I was laying on the ground and every time I tried to stand on my feet my left leg would collapse the rest of my body with it. I saw the silhouette of the woman coming closer and closer, I tried to scream but my voice had become so hoarse that it sounded like a tiny squeak. She swooped over me and everything turned black.

I woke up here in this chamber which looked more like a dungeon for people to rot. Every day they would come in and take me to a strange room. They would do tests on me. From what I heard they were injecting us with magical power to see where the limit was. They said we were mere pawns for a much bigger experiment; we were to be disposed of. I found out there are four of us including me. That means they are torturing 3 other girls. My name is Ruadrim and this is our story.

? POV:

The last thing I remember before I was taken was silence. Not the good kind. It was a lonely and eerie silence that was completely endless. I sat in the corner of the white room with my knees pulled up to my chest. I placed my forehead on to my knees and tried to block out everything, even though there was no noise; I was trying to block out the silence and the brightness of the pure white room.

But then it started.

The screaming. All visitors that come to this orphanage don't really care what happens here. When potential 'parents' come, better described as owners, we are taken to different rooms above ground. But when they leave we are hidden in these chambers. Children get chosen every week and are presented to our to be owners. I have never been chosen before. I have always been locked away in this room. They said that they're saving me for someone and it will be surprise for me. But I already figured it out, who's coming to get me. A cold blooded murderer. I know this because 2 years ago when I was 6 years old my family and I were at home like any other night but that changed when we heard someone knock on the door. My mother walked around the corner from our dining room to see who would come this late and unannounced. I listened as my mother opened the door but what came next none of us were expecting. The blood curdling screams that was produced from my mother and the sounds of a knife penetrating the skin. We ran around the corner to see the sight of my mother lying on the ground surrounded by her own blood, tears in the corners of her eyes. Her mouth moved slightly and even though it was impossible to hear I understood what she meant.

"Run".

I paused in shock staring at my mother's now lifeless body. My father pushed me out of the corridor screaming at me to run that he would take care of things. I ran away as fast as I could, my father staying behind. Even though I was young I understood that no life was worth living knowing the one you truly loved was gone forever. I knew at that moment I had lost my mother and father. I ran up the stairs and made my way into my room slamming and locking the door behind me. I froze, catching my breath and because I was in complete shock. I heard the sounds of someone being thrown into the wall and of delicate items breaking. Then finally my father's scream indicating I was now all alone. I heard a soft footstep then a loud one. My father had injured this person at least a little bit before he was murdered. Then the noises stopped. I completely froze unsure what to do.

*BANG*

Someone had begun to break through my door. I ran to the middle of my room searching frantically for a place to hide a place to escape. My eyes locked on my window. I paused unsure to jump or not, knowing I might not survive the fall.

*BANG*

Whoever that was outside my door they had almost made their way in. I ran over to my window my shaky fingers fiddling with the lock.

*Click*

Yes! I thought to myself quickly before throwing open the window. I put my legs through the window one after the other. I let them dangle in the cool breeze for a few seconds while I gathered some courage. Just as I was about to jump my door was thrown open and a figure appeared in the door way. I couldn't tell what gender the shadow was because of the dimly lit room. The person let out a small giggle before lunging for me. I panicked and threw myself out of the window. I landed slightly on my feet before falling to my knees. I stood up quickly making myself slightly dizzy and started running. While tripping over my own feet, I turned my head back to look at the person who was known leaning outside of my window, a loud growl producing from them. I ran as far away as I could. Then I ran into her, the mistress.

She took me to an orphanage a few towns over where I was kept for two years.

The screaming of the other children entered my room once again. I hugged my knees tighter and buried my head further. It always starts around this time. The mistress punishes anyone who dare defy her. I hated to listen to the screams; I hated to hear people get hurt. Then they stopped and I heard my door open. I looked up slowly to see the mistress. The sight of faint blood covering her hands obviously trying to she was trying to cover it up. She spoke something I never wished to hear.

"They're here".

Now I'm here in another room, which this time could be definitely described as a dungeon. I sat in the corner of the dungeon and thought about the information I knew since coming to this place. I knew that these people where using us as the first guinea pigs for their project meaning that we were the first ones they were going to do this to but not the last. There are four girls here including myself. That means that they are hurting three other girls like me. My name is Wren and this is our story.

That's the first chapter to my fan fiction done. Please tell me what you think even if it's bad I really want to learn how to become a better writer. Sorry if it was a bit depressing and eventually I shall get to Fairy Tail so don't worry. Oh! And please check out my friends story it's called FairyTail- Do Fairies have Tails? By HopeyoulikeOCs. Our stories might be slightly similar because we wrote this together. Thanks again and I'll put chapter two up as soon as I can