I sat on the staircase, resting my hands on my knees, and my head was just barely holding up. It was a long and slow day in the city, the children were all in school, and the mages were all on missions. I was a bitter narrator, who couldn't afford enough money to sustain a decent job and pay off her rent. In order to make a living, I worked at the library, all day and night. What a nightmare. Being surrounded by old, dusty, books of filth. Seeing depressing people, pleading for a book they couldn't find themselves. You know how much trouble it is to find a book in this library? It's like finding a needle in a hay stack. And do you understand how quiet this place can get? Very...extremely...quiet...

My head was sulking down slowly as my eyes began to shut. Suddenly I felt the back of my neck singed as a pak sound filled the air.

"Ow!" I shrieked, only to be shushed by one of the main librarians.

"I don't pay you to slack off and sit around all day!" she whispered while raising her arms in anger. I rubbed the back of my neck slowly as I stood up.

"I know I know" she didn't stop me there as she continued to speak to me.

"I need you to place this new shipment of books in the back shelves. We got new stories for the Fiction area" she ordered throwing the large box at me. That old hag was lucky that I caught that or I'd just-

"Hurry and get to it so you can finish stacking the other books in the back" the librarian said crossing her arms. I nodded while walking down the aisle.

"Do this, do that. That old hag of a librarian thinks she can just boss me around everywhere and treat me like a teenager" I said pouting. For my young looks the women must have assumed I was some irresponsible teenager who was deployed from school. The truth was that I was very matured and graduated. In fact I would have been a mage, if I had exceptional powers like the other mages...

"Where am I anyways?" I asked looking up at my surroundings. I noticed that I've never been in this part of the library before. Quickly I poked my head out into the visible aisles. Empty.

"And it seems like no ones ever been here either" I whispered to myself. Finally a tanned sign caught my attention at the end of one of the aisles. Quickly I lugged the box under my elbows and ran to the shelf, since the box was extremely heavy. The sign was nearly all covered in dust, making it difficult to read. I placed the box down at my feet and began running my hands across the dusted sign slowly. It revealed words...F-A-I-R-Y...I continued to swipe the dust, seeing the rest of the word...T-A-L-E

"What the hell?" I asked reading it out loud. "Like the famous guild Fairy Tail?!" I whispered in shock. "Wait no. But this says TALE not TAIL" I thought putting a finger to my lip.

"The old lady did say this was a part of the FICTION section" I examined the shelf. "What kind of books are in this section anyways?" I had never really gotten the chance to read fictional books. My mother had only read it to me as a child, and my father taught me that fairy tales were only for children to hear. I smirked, it wasn't like I hated my parents...I loved them with all my heart. Sometimes I just can't live with them as a family...anyways, back to the shelf.

I stared at the books lined side by side. It seemed full to me. Slowly I reached out for a random book that was in the middle. Its spine was burnt red, and had golden stitches lined around the edges. It had a beautiful outside, and a front cover with no title. The outside and inside pages looked decent for an old book. Maybe no one had ever borrowed it in the first place.

The pages opened up slickly and slid smoothly along my fingers. "The Lonely Tower?" I whispered to myself as I read the third page after the blank pages.

Slowly I looked up from the book, and around the aisles. No one to be seen...and what's better, no hag to be seen. My eyes returned to the book as I turned to the next page curiously...


A/N: First of all the narrator is not Lucy, though the whole background story of the narrator sounds like Lucy, it is not. I wanted the narrator to be generally you, the reader. Whether a male or female, the narrator can be yourself. The next chapter shall be the first Fairy Tale, Fairy Tail story. I hope you enjoy this...^^