Hello!:) This is a fanfic mainly focusing on the next generation of Fairy Tail. I promise, it will be pretty interesting, and following chapters will be far better than this one.
I was running through the forest. It was dark. I could still smell them. My family was taken by him of all people. I wish I had the courage to help. I could've made a difference. I should've helped! Instead of being scared... Scared of what my father would think. He doesn't even know I can use magic. He always wanted to teach me, but like my twin brother, I already could.
"You're going to be a powerful fire dragon slayer!" He would tell me. But my magic... It wasn't fire magic, and from the stories Mom and Dad would tell about this guild "Fairy Tail". I knew his reaction probably wouldn't be negative, but I was afraid.
If I helped, I would be with them! That man... He wouldn't have left me if I helped. He wanted them because they could use magic. I didn't use my magic, so I was left behind. Maybe it's a good thing though. I'm going to go to this "Fairy Tail" and try to get help... Maybe... I'm going to tell them in a way... I'm just going to drop hints and not tell them my full name.
Anyways, as I said, it's dark out and I may or may not have run into a few branches, but being a dragon slayer and all, my vision is heightened just like the rest of my senses. I continued all night... Okay, a few hours... Point is, I ran for a long time, but, finally, I had reached the guild "Fairy Tail".
I could hear shouting inside, and there was many sounds of crashing and things breaking. They were clearly in the middle of a fight. I went inside anyways, opening the door to the guild quietly so even another dragon slayer couldn't hear it. It wasn't until I had closed the door and turned around that a chair came flying right at me. I shrieked, ducking out of the way just in time.
The fighting stopped, everyone looked over at me. I realized this and slowly stood up, getting off the floor. I looked around, my pink hair covering my face and slightly obstructing my vision. The silence continued, not including some people whispering to each other "Who is that?" or "Is she okay?!"
I moved my hair out of my face, looked around again. I smiled then said, "Why didn't I come to this place sooner?"
