Part 1: The Dragon's Motion

Kentur was feeling terrible...
In earnest desire, he wanted to start off his guild life with a job and do so well that he would amaze himself with his performance.

He, however, failed to read the full description which took him past the coastline in search for some rogue wizards that were using their powers to scared the local wildlife into a frenzy against the nearby towns...

...Meaning that he had to take a carriage to the location...

Strida sighed as Kentur, once more, was hanging outside the window and sounding to be deathly ill as she turned her attention to Lucy who decided to help them out with the condition that fifty percent went to her to help pay her rent. "Sorry about Kentur, he always gets sick whenever he enters a vehicle, whether it be land, sea, or air."

"No trouble at all, I get the same treatment with Natsu, he always gets sick, saying it is part of being a Dragon Slayer." Strida made a pose like 'Holy dragons' as Lucy leaned forward to shake hands, her breasts massive to Strida's expected knowledge. "I guess we should introduce ourselves properly, I am Lucy Heartfilla, a Celestial Wizard and currently the only heir to the Heartfilla line." Nervously, Strida shook the hand while internally was screaming in sorrow. "So, what did the job entail exactly?"

"Oh, right." The artist reached into her sachet and pulled out the request and read it. "Investigation of local area, with caution of wildlife and hostile wizards. Reward is thirty thousand Jewels for the capture and/or elimination of hostile wizards." She looked up to Lucy, questioning. "So do you think we can do it?"

"Positive, you two have shown that you can hold yourselves in a fight and I will do what I can to help you out, if it goes downhill, but it is not likely..." Lucy said with a laugh. "Besides, it is more often some wizards trying to stir up trouble for everyone and shouldn't be to difficult to beat."

"Got... it... Lucy..." Kentur grumbled before letting his sickness struck again and both girls sweat dropped at the ill member.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Yeah, I have seen Natsu and he springs right up after the ride stops..."

Without a single problem, Lucy was right as Kentur sprung straight up and was in perfect health when the carriage stopped and the members headed into the forest to find the troublemakers.

They encountered some animals turned wild, but they were quickly subdued by the combined power of the trio as they continued the search, soon finding the dark wizards trying to destroy the forest environment, but the last several times, they were driven off by a massive storm that seemed to have followed them along their path. Swiftly defeated, the wizards were turned over to the Magic Army as the Fairy Tail headed back home, but Strida started thinking, her knowledge more in touch with the world as she contemplated what was said.

She had heard of the wandering storm beforehand, a sudden event that has drawn the attention of the Council on how strange it was, it was magical, but at the same time, living as if some form of air spirit possessed the whole of it, but it could wait for a later time, now she and Kentur celebrated their first completed mission...

Despite the fact that the storm had dispersed, the young wizard was not impressed as he worked with his ally with repairs...
The underground, hidden by a tunnel door, had been installed to ward off any intruders while it was disguised by a maze of crates and containers, subtly marked to lead the way, but that was not the reason.

As it turned out, their needed materials had been scattered among their stock and the village, which left them with the course of action of finding them before anyone else decided to try and use them to their own misfortune as some were somewhat dangerous. He decided to be the first to search for the dislocated supplies as he took to the streets, garbed in a more normal attire, disguising as a wanderer as he looked about for the supplies. Still, wearing a pair of shades along with a pair of wristbands was quite the sight as he looked about in an overcoat over his normal garbs, the sun shining high in the sky before he spotted some of his things in the merchant stand and approached. "How much for the urn of fel hound blood right there?"

"Back off, punk, I got this fair and square and it is not for sale." The youth smirked a bit as he fell back on the old ways. Sadly for the merchant, that was to dig into his mind deep down and uprooting his ideas, wincing a little as the bracers kicked in before dying out again in their gem light.

"Oh really? And does your wife know about you taking this from ANOTHER merchant, stealing it without any payment whatsoever?" The merchant started to sweat dangerously as he glanced to the side and his wife was a fair bit away, just barely out of earshot. "Your call, sir, but I have need of this and the owner of it, the real one, engraved a T.S. on the underside of the lid." The merchant quickly checked it and sweated a lot more, there were the initials and that meant...

He slowly gave it over as he gulped once as the youth took the urn in hand and spoke. "Pleasure doing business with you, now if you were keeping something else away like... I guess, a parcel of glass vials, a large metal rod, and a large bag of unknown liquids in the back, then I will take them off your hands, but maybe that is just me..." Swiftly and without words, the merchant ran in and brought forth the items as the smirk remained the same as the things were gathered up and stashed into the sachet that he brought as he finished. "Thank you so much, your secret stays as is... clear?"

"C-C-Crystal...!" The youth nodded before moving on, locating his supplies with relentless skill and eye.

Though there were no issues to be had, the young man needed some feel of the layout before they continued his mad plan, so after getting everything and returning it back to his ally, he set out to deal with some of the villagers' concerns, some dark wizards close by were causing trouble and they have yet to bring this to the Council for help. Needless to say, the young man was pleased with the idea that he could find a dark guild close by or something worth value to take from these rogue wizards. With that in mind, he headed out through the nearby forest to get a feel, to get a sense before he moved along with it.

Fortune also favored him as he smiled as dark wizards started to emerged from the trees and shades, but it was they who made the most fatal mistake as he called forth his reserves, hand sparking to life with lightning zapping in his pal, the winds bellowing from within his cloak, and his skin seemed to turn transparent before he attacked, the only thing to gain was the small guild hall they had taken up in and a mission to steal every last piece of Jewel that he can get his hands on while leaving the hall in ruins...

Sorry for the short chapter, but there wasn't much I could add in my... cycle of confusion.
Worry not though, I will get my stories straightened out and you will see more soon.