A young girl rushes past the looming trees as the night becomes darker. The air is filled with sounds of heavy breathing and quick footsteps made by her own feet. A wound at her side gushes out blood, giving her excruciating pain and staining her simple white dress. Her long, pale blue locks are covered in a mixture of dirt and blood, and going through a dense forest was only adding more grime. She could hear her pursuers approaching closer at a fast rate.
Faster. I have to go faster!
All she wanted to do was get as far away from those chasers, but her body was growing weaker. At this rate, they'll catch up in no time. She needed to come up with a plan quick, but all she could see were trees and more trees.
As the panicking 12-year-old continued to study her surroundings, she tripped over a large overgrown root sticking out from the ground. A sharp pain runs through her body as she hits the ground with nothing but fallen leaves to cushion the fall. Unfortunately, the pursuers use this moment to approach the little girl. She tries to stand, but one of the men knocks her back down with his shadow magic.
"Well, would ya look at that! The kid got stumped by a little tree." A rough voice gives out a sinister laugh as a tall, bulky man walks toward the defenseless female, his black dark guild mark visible under the moonlight.
"HA good one, Grever!" Another stout man steps out from the shadows.
"Shut up, Heath!" the tall man shouted. Heath could only cower away and stay quiet. "Alright then. I'm sure ya know what my magic can do. Don't try to escape or I'll just boost up my power and crush ya like an ant."
"HA yeah! He calls it 'MUSCLE MAGIC'!" Heath bragged.
"Didn't I tell ya to shut up?! I told ya to stop calling it that!" Grever looked like he was about to blow a fuse. He sighed and turned back to the young girl, "Now, Where was I?"
Grever began beating up the bluenette, laughing as more blood stained the forest floor. Heath cheered on Grever from the sidelines.
"Oh, don't worry. Master wants you alive, but he didn't say you have to be conscious" The cold remark only added to the tense atmosphere.
Grever reaches out to pull her blue locks and made her face him. The smirk on his face only stirred up more fear as the child looked up. If she didn't do something, she'll end up back to where she started and she just couldn't afford to do that. She was still too weak to use magic; she didn't want to risk worsening her injuries.
Everything's...getting...dark.
Just as Grever was about to land another hit, a large silhouette of a giant appeared. Grever stopped midair and Heath's jaw dropped. They looked shocked and stayed frozen.
A colossal fist approached the group at a rapid pace.
Pleaseā¦.save me.
And everything went black.
Hey guys! This is my first fanfic blah blah blah. You know probably know the gist of it by now.
Just a heads up, I make no promises for regular updates (yeah I know, I hate it when other people say that too, but oh well :P)
My story will follow the canon story for the most part. I'll definitely be adding in some details in order to make it seem like my OC is actually part of Fairy Tail and not just some random addition. Feel free to make suggestions and present ideas in the reviews. That could really help me to make future decisions and whatnot.
My disclaimer is in my summary in case you needed to know that for whatever reason.
I hope you enjoy my story~
