(AN) I've had this idea for quite a while, and I really wanted to type it and see where it may go. This is my first technical Fan Fiction. You can rate and review, give the story a chance. This chapter may not be as interesting. The cover image is my character's appearance.

I own my character, however I don't own Fairy Tail.

Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima.

Cover Image is thanks to Rin Maru Games.

Chapter 1: A New Beginning

The ticking of the large grandfather clock emitted throughout the room. Cutting through the silence as a man was moderately pacing back and forth with exhaustion written on his face. The tall man had a muscular frame with pale skin, along with messy brown hair ruffled in different directions. His appearance consisting of a half buttoned up gray dress shirt and black slacks. Stopping mid-pace to stand in front of the lit fireplace, staring intensely into the flames.

"We have sent out mission forms to the official wizard guilds. However, we have not heard back from them yet. I know we seem impatient but what the hell do you expect. It's our children we are talking about!" turning around to reveal black eyes filled with anger but also with such fear as he spoke. He stood over a chair where his wife was sitting on, trying to calm himself. The wife wearing a long flowing red dress, complimenting her olive skin tone. Her onyx hair pulled back into a low ponytail. Revealing dark hazel eyes that held deep sadness as tears continued to fall.

The couple looked across to their guest sitting across from them, a young woman listening in silence. Accessories of a red fabric choker adorned her neck and silver piercings as she wears a white casual bell sleeve top that came off the shoulder, covering her big bust and toned curvy figure. A jet black sleeveless inquisitor jacket worn over the top stopping by her waist, made from leather and brown drawstrings to tighten the garment. Black pants tucked into brown thick heeled boots reaching mid-calf, stylized with three silver buckle straps. Brushing her fingers through wavy maroon hair, ending above her shoulders. Long strands framing her face, hanging loosely above her chest. Revealing two different colored eyes, her left eye an amethyst color and her right eye a honey color. Showing concern for the couple. She leaned forward to look down at a paper she was holding. The paper showcased a picture with two smiling children, a boy and girl. Looking closely, the boy looks like the mother but with lighter complexion and the girl on the right look similar to the father. Below the picture, describing the two children were kidnapped. Missing for only a few days, the children are being held for ransom money. Help requested by the parents, Mr. and Mrs. Penn. Reward is 450,000 jewels.

"Not really lot of information to go by for the first step. Do you have any idea who the kidnappers may be? How much is the ransom amount?" she said averting her gaze from the paper to the parents, waiting for an explanation. The wife dried the remnants of her tears as she was hesitant to speak.

"There have been members of a dark guild that have been causing a disturbance in town with thievery. Leading to a certain amount of townspeople being frightened and few have been injured, yet they are extremely an odd group of people. It is believed that their guild is located deep in the forest off the border of town. They call themselves, the Reaper's Skull. They are keeping our children as hostages, demanding two million jewels. We would pay them but we don't have that kind of money. They are threatening us, either we pay up or we can say goodbye to our babies!" the mother exclaimed trying to wipe away tears that started to fall again.

Her husband placing a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. He looked up at the woman with determination. "Can you truly help us? How do I know we can trust you? What is your price, if you truly want to help?" As the father spoke, he became guarded to the stranger in their home who appeared and started questioning their children's disappearance.

"You obviously wouldn't trust me who suddenly just shows on your doorstep. In moments of sadness, you never know what to do or feel. I fully understand the turmoil you are feeling. But when the tough gets going, I want to help you who need it in this current time. This is all a part of living, and I reassure you that your children will come home safe and sound. I will absolutely make sure no more harm will come to them." the woman smiled lightly with sincerity at the parents, placing a hand over her heart. The couple looked at her with astonishment, but they couldn't help but feel hope from the strength of her words.

"In addition, only 75,000 jewels will suffice. I'm not a part of any guild. It would not feel right if I were to take that large amount. This will be temporary help until a mage from a guild comes to your request. And when they come, just give them all of the reward that is rightfully theirs'. Another request I must ask, is for the names of your son and daughter" she explained.

"Yes, of course. Ariel is our eldest daughter but she is rather timid. Nicolas is the youngest and very energetic of the two. He can be quite protective of his older sis. They are wonderful kids, the whole of our love." The mother said with a wry smile and laughed, sounding hollow as she hung her head low. The husband bent down in front of his wife to hug her and comfort her as she started to cry again. The woman took it as her cue to leave, realizing that she had enough information. Grabbing her purple travel bag that laid at her feet.

"Before you leave, it is only fair that we know your name especially for all that you are going through to help." the husband said aloud with the young woman's back to the couple.

"It's Viola." She said with a toothy grin as she looked over her shoulder and then walked out the door.

January 23, 2016

(AN) I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you so much for reading this story.