Ghost: good morning, afternoon, or evening. It's nice of you to decided to read my very first fanfic. Yayz I'm so happy!

Angell: would you chill out?

Ghost: ack! (XwX) what are you doing here? by the way, this is Angell, the douche bag of my internal world.

Angell: Hey hey don't be rude stupid brat.

Ghost: (-_-) yeaaaaah like you're always nice. i don't own Fairy Tail at all. i only own my O.C.

There is a legend in my family
A long time ago a girl fell in love with a dragon
The girl spent as much time as she could
With the beast, but learned no magic
The dragon loved her as well
But their love was forbidden
Unfortunately the girl fell terribly ill
And she couldn't see the dragon anymore
She made a promise to the dragon

"I shall be reincarnated many years from now. I shall bare your scales, my dear dragon. And when I come back, surely you'll find me."

That dragon's name was…

The Briza Kids

"Wh-what the hell is wrong with these kids? Why can't we ever stop them?!"

"We've told you many times before and it seems we must keep repeating ourselves."

"Heh, there's no way we'd let you losers get into our village."

Siblings and mages Mizuchi and Kuroda Briza stood before the entrance of a small mountain village while two dozen dark guild members lay before them beaten. The older sister Mizuchi had a more serious expression, her golden eyes piercing through the men like daggers and the gentle wind rustling her shoulder length magenta locks. The younger brother by 6 years Kuroda was trying to pull the tough guy act, but was a total brat with dark purple eyes and messy, pitch black hair. They wore similar clothing, dark wear that wasn't too appropriate for the constant winter weather. The two aren't blood related though. Mizuchi found him in the forest 8 years ago when she was 10.

"Say Neesan, wouldn't it be easier just to find their guild and destroy it?" Kuroda asked in his wannabe tough voice.

"That it would," Mizuchi replied. She spoke more formally with a deeper tone that sounded like a smooth river. "If we were to do that though, who is to say that these guys won't try to ambush the village while we are at the guild?"

"Meh good point. So whadda we gonna do?"

"You're going to stay where you are. I'll handle these lowlifes."

"Aww but I wanna beat them up."

"You did so last time. It's my turn."

Kuroda pouted, but stayed quiet as Mizuchi walked down the stairs, her long legs carrying her gracefully down the snow covered stone steps. She was taller than Kuroda by a nearly a foot and not a huge clutz like her brother She wore a sleeveless dark grey shirt with long fingerless black gloves and black capris with white fur around the edges and ankle boots. There was a dark leather belt with a pouch on the right side and she had a white scarf acting like another belt. The only difference between her outfit and Kuroda's is that he wears a grey scarf around his neck. Mizuchi stopped before the mini army, a hand on her hip and her always scowling expression staring them down. Some backed off while a few stood to challenge her again.

"You do know that our master will out here and you'll be sorry, bitch."

"That is something I'd like to see. This will be a message then. If you assholes want this village so badly, then how about you tell you master to come and get it."

"You're gonna eat those words!"

"I'm afraid not." She placed her hands together, her left palm flat out and her right in a fist with the index and middle finger pointing out. "Crystal Make: Great Serpent Fang."

In mere seconds, a massive eight headed snake formed out of clear crystals, each head snapping down at the guild members. Few managed to run away while others were grabbed in the jaws of the crystalline snake and thrown away from the village. Its tail lashed out, protecting Mizuchi from the magic attacks. The fight didn't last long like always, which was a little upsetting to Mizuchi, but her priorities are protect the village, not to keep having these unnecessary fights. She willed away the eight headed snake and it went quiet save for the wind rustling through the white, bare birch trees. She let out a "humph" and walked back to her laughing brother.

"Ya know, you didn't have to use one of your strongest attacks."

"I had to. Otherwise they would think I'm weak. Besides, I'm getting really tired of having to deal with them. That's why I'll be waiting for their guild master to show up and when he does, I'll obliterate him."

Kuroda giggled. "Man Neesan, you're so scary."

"Quiet you. Let's go back."

Mizuchi climbed the stairs into the small snowy village with her brother close behind. For 15 years she's been in the village she was brought to when she was 3, she's lived here her entire life. At first, the town looked barren except for the white sheets of snow covering the roads and the roofs of the wooden house. Slowly, doors and window shutters opened and the townspeople walked into the streets. They all looked relieved to see the siblings unharmed and once again their village safe from the dark guild, though this has gone on for a rather long time. At least five years now.

"It seems to be never ending huh, Mizu?"

Kuroda stopped and turned around with a grin. "Hi Roddi! Hey Neechan he's talking to you."

"Don't care."

Roddi was a couple years older than Mizuchi and Kuroda looks up to him like a brother and a friendly rival. He was, in many of the village girls words, a rather attractive young man with dark brown hair and emerald green eyes, well built from working in the mines. He's also quite handy with a blade and is Kuroda's and Mizuchi's sparring partner. Just like everyone else in the village, he can't really use magic, but that doesn't stop him from trying to beat Mizuchi in a match, which he still has yet to do, but can easily beat Kuroda. He quickly stepped in front of Mizuchi to stop her. She just gazed up at him with her scowl.

"What?"

"Easy there, Mizu. I like my face."

Her eyes narrowed. "Then what do you want?"

"Can't I welcome you home after you saved our asses again? But actually the village elder wants to talk to you two."

"About what?"

"He didn't say. He just said that when you guys returned he wants to talk with you."

Mizuchi looked over at her brother who just shrugged then looked back at Roddi. "Fine. Come on Kuroda."

"Why are you always so mean to Roddi?" Kuroda asked as the walked to the northern part of the village. "I mean come on, he is a super awesome guy. Maybe you guys should get married. He does like you, ya know."

"Unlike you Kuroda, I'm not interested in him whatsoever. I have other things to worry about."

"Besides the point. It is so obvious that he likes you. Why don't you at least try?"

The older twin stopped and face Kuroda. "If it will get you to stop pestering me, then I will consider taking an interest in Roddi after we figure what to do about the dark guild. Clear?"

"Yeah fine."

With that, the two continued on their way, up a small hill where a temple stood. This is were the village elder found the twins wrapped in a fur blanket with a picture and a note. It was their father that left them here and their mother died a few weeks after they were born. Mizuchi really didn't feel any sort of anger towards her unknown father because she believes he had a good reason for leaving her. And honestly she doesn't care either. In the picture that was left, it shows a beautiful young woman with the same golden eyes and magenta hair as Mizuchi holding the two them in her arms while a man stood behind them. But the face of their father is ripped. On the back it just has her and the mother's name, Taki Briza. Mizu reached up towards her neck where a sharp tooth rest on a black chain. Then there was the necklace. She's had it ever since she could remember. One of the few things she does remember about her mother was a story she use to tell her. A story of a dragon and his lover.

Mizuchi went back to her senses as they stopped before the temple under the bright red torii. The wooden building stood tall and steady, yet there was sign of the harsh weather conditions the temple took through the many years its been around. This is were Mizuchi was raised and where she lives now with Kuroda.

"I wonder what Oji-chan wants."

Before Mizuchi could answer she felt a hard object hit her in the back of the head. Kuroda got the same whack and they both knew who it was. They turned, seeing the foster father, the head priest of the temple, standing with his walking stick before him and a calm expression. Kuroda was rubbing her head angrily.

"What the hell was that for Oji-baka?"

"You know very well Kuroda what that was for."

"Oh come on! We totally whooped those guys asses so what's the problem?" Again he was hit. "Ow! Seriously stop it! Say something Neesan!"

Mizuchi just bowed her head. "Sorry for making you worry, Oji-san. It was rash of us to attack again without thinking."

"Oi oi! Why are you sucking up-" And again he was hit on the head, making him crouch down. "I said stop it dammit!"

"You two are the only ones here that knows powerful magic. If something was to happen to you two, then this village will be at the mercy of the dark guild."

"But it's mostly Neesan that deals with them."

"Besides the point, Kuroda. Both you and Mizuchi are very important people to us. It would be a terrible lose if something bad was to happen. Please remember that."

He bowed his head towards the and walked back into the temple. Kuroda stayed crouched on the ground with a sour look on his face. Mizuchi knew he was right like always, but she can't help it. To her, it's like a natural instinct to protect what she cares most about, even if it means risking her life. She feels like she owes the village for raising her, an outsider with an unknown past. She gave Kuroda a pat on his head and started walking towards the temple too.

"Let's get some rest. Tomorrow I'll train you okay?"

"Yeah yeah okay fine."

Kuroda followed Mizuchi as she headed towards the back of the temple where a couple of small housing quarters where. Growing up in the temple, Mizuchi was made to do all sorts of chores from help make the meals, cleaning the floors in the early morning and at night, feeding the stable animals, and whatever else was in between. She didn't mind helping out at all compared to most other young kids that would complain constantly.

When she stopped in front of her room door in the housing quarters, Kuroda just walked by in a still foul mood. She just shrugged her shoulders and walked in, taking off her boots before stepping up into the one room floor. Lying on the tatami mats next to a fire was a small shadow wyvern that was her familiar. There was a book she had found at a vender in the town at the base of the mountains. She didn't believe him when he said a shadow beast was sealed inside, but bought the book anyway for kicks. Little did she know, the actually was a beast inside the book which she ended fighting to prove she was worthy of keeping it. Though she really didn't want to. His true size is much, much bigger, but he learned to shrink down which also causes his magic to decrease. His main magic is in creating powerful sonic burst that can shatter rocks and dent iron. He also has acid in his fangs. She gave him the name Craid and he's now her most loyal ally. When she doesn't have him summoned, he takes form of a dark grey cuff around her left wrist and it looks like smoke in a bottle.

"You got hit again," he growled with amusement, his pupiless grey eyes mocking her.

"Shut up. I deserved it once again, but I just can't help it. No one here except for Kuroda and myself can use magic at a high level. I still don't get why that damn dark guild wants this mountain for. There's nothing here!" she grumbled, sitting on the floor next to him.

"If a dark guild owns more area, that means expansion and more people. Stupid."

"Don't call me stupid. Maybe Kuroda is right. It probably would be easier just to find the guild and take them all out."

"Like I said stupid."

He flew off before she had a chance to grab him. She heaved a breath and stood, stripping off her shirt and dropping it to the floor as she walked towards the mirror. She wouldn't say she has that much of a feminine body, its more athletic and built for speed. Her magic, Crystal Make, is actually quite strenuous on the body. It took her some years to learn to use it, but she's still doing her best to control it. Crystal magic is said to be a type of Holy magic which gives her the properties of a Holy magic user. Some resistance to Dark magic and anything similar, healing abilities, and she can see things that are normally hidden to the human eye. But the weirdest part of her isn't her magic. She turned slightly, looking at the white markings that covered most of her back and around her shoulders. She was born with these.

My little Mizu, let me tell you a story of a dragon and his lover. About how his lover was reincarnated. Do you know what that means, Mizuchi? Oh no not yet. You're still too young to understand. When you get older, you'll know.

Ghost: well there we are. first chapter is done.

Angell: goodie for you.

Ghost: oh stop it you. i want to apologize if the story sounds cheesy. had this idea for awhile and i really like Sting-kun. even if he was a bit of an asshole in the beginning

Angell: he was a big asshole in the beginning

Ghost: he's changed now (-3-) thanks for reading. hope to see you again!