Disclaimer: Obviously, I do not own Fairy Tail. I simply wanted to write a story with OCs and write how they would interact within the world.
Chapter 1: The Journey Home
A young Ada Maple trotted through the thick, lush green forest. In Earthland, there were rumors that this forest was the largest, vastest, and due to its size, travelers would often get lost. As for a curious, energetic Ada this was no problem. She knew this forest like she knew her callused toes. The sun was bright that day, along a mesmerizing blue sky. This was a great day for the young 6 year-old to explore new heights and horizons. She hopped along the rocks in a rapid river. She leaped up the foothills. Nothing was standing in her way. Her short red-brown hair flew. Her deep red eyes took in her surroundings with awe and wonder. Her floral yellow sundress danced with the warm gusts of singing wind. Today was the day for her next new discovery.
She trailed a weird ape-like creature. She caught a large frog that had one eye. She found an old dusty stick. She tripped over what seemed to be, out of the corner of her eye, a young boy around her age, sleeping.
Once her face gracefully planted itself into the ground, she peered up and looked at the boy. He was sweating, and seemed to have hoarse breath. Worried, Ada felt his forehead. His lightly tanned skin felt hot. She took a better look at him. His navy blue hair was messy. His face was quite symmetrical. Ada took out a handkerchief and ran over to a nearby stream. She ran back to his side and placed the cold cloth on his head.
The boy awakened. Making eye contact with Ada he panicked. He quickly got up, only to head-butt her. He backed up against a tree. He looked at Ada. Ada was crouched over, soothing her forehead. Ada looked at him, making full eye contact. She admired his quite lovely, deep blue eyes. Her blush turned into a pout.
"What's your problem, weird bro? I was savin' your life," she complained.
The boy softened his eyes. He shifted uncomfortably. He looked away from her. A shy blush painted his cheeks.
"I-I'm sorry," he looked back up at her with a small smile, "thanks".
Ada's face turned red. She shook her head and then stood up. She held her hand out with a bright grin.
"Your welcome. Daddy told me to always help out others. Nice to meet'cha, the name's Ada Maple".
The boy smiled up at her, he shook her hand.
"I'm Alec. You have a nice dad," he spoke with a quiet voice.
His face then dropped. He sobbed and wailed. Ada panicked.
"W-what's the matter?! Did my face scare ya that much?!" Ada exclaimed.
She patted his back. He stared up at her. She flashed a gentle smile.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you also have a great dad," she said softly.
Alec's tears welled up again. He continued to sob. Ada panicked.
She put his arm around her shoulder and lifted him up. Supporting him she headed into the thick forest. She hopped from rock to rock along a huge river. She squeezed and persevered passed a great waterfall. She leaped down intimidating foothills. She smiled as she came into a clearing, only to find a peaceful meadow. Alec looked up and took in the meadow. His eyes brightened.
"Is… this where you live?" he asked with hope.
"Actually, this is far from it," Ada pouted, "this is… pretty far from it."
Alec looked at Ada with wide eyes as the mood went dark.
"I think I'm lost," she said in a small voice.
Alec sweated even more. Ada looked at him with a smile.
"Not to worry, my home isn't that hard to find. We'll get there… eventually."
Alec panicked. Ada turned around back into the thick, lush forest. She leaped over mountainous foothills. She swam through an endless river. She ended up, once again in the middle of nowhere. This time it appeared to be a desert. Alec continued to sweat in panic.
"Let's try another route," she said.
Alec stared at her with bewilderment.
Once again she entered the lush, thick forest. Entered new heights, passed a vast sunset horizon. This time she came to a cliff that overlooked a beautiful mountain range. Alec smiled at its beauty. He looked at Ada with hope, only to see a pout.
"Definitely, not here. We better hurry up it's almost food time. I'm getting a bit hungry."
Once again… they set out into the lush, thick, deadly forest. After scaling foothills and swimming against the current of a rapid river they came to a relaxing, sandy shore. The tide seemed to be moving in. Alec looked at Ada. She held a dark scowl.
"Not here either. I'm getting really hungry now."
They entered the suicidal, thick, lush forest… once again. This time in hopes of finding a place Ada calls home. They scaled large hills. They survived a group of Vulcans. Soon, the sun was almost behind the horizon. They once again came to a clearing. This time it was a peaceful, endless terrain of foothills. Ada's face lit up. She squealed in excitement.
"We finally made it!"
Alec grinned and a heavy sigh escaped. I didn't think we were going to make it. He thought.
Ada, while still holding Alec, danced and twirled with a big grin. Alec gripped his mouth, a wave of nausea hit hard. She noticed his discomfort and then stopped and quickly apologized. She dashed with Alec toward a large building in between two cliffs. Ada stopped right in front of the building. Alec looked up at it with wide eyes. He saw a white flag with an emblem of a black triangle with two wings on either side.
"What is this place?" Alec asked.
"What are talking about, silly? It's my home," Ada responded with a big smile.
Little did Alec know, that Ada had brought him to one of the most renown, independent mage guilds in Fiore; the guild that domains in the thickest, largest forest in Earthland, and with enough members to rival a registered guild. There stood proud, and tall, Griffin's Wing. A place Ada called home.
AN: Well, the first part is going well. I'm happy with it. I'm really liking this story. It's turning out to be pretty, freakin' fun to write. Especially Ada, I want to make her a really fun character. Alec is going to be a challenge, because he is turning out to be shy, introverted and quiet. I hope whomever came across this story enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Although, not every story is everyone's cup of tea.