The Search for the Found
The guild members of Fairy Tail had been searching for Sorra for six months, many concluded her and Luna had been crushed under the rubble. Everyone who had been trapped at Tenrou Island didn't know what to feel. They hadn't known Sorra, other than what they saw at Hinderlal. Some hadn't even seen her there. But Romeo, Macao, and the others were devastated at the fallen comrade, even if she was a quiet person. Fairy Tail had called in some guilds they had formed alliances with to help tear Hinderlal apart.
Sorra, according to her perspective, it had only been there for mere minutes in the room. Standing shocked at who laid in front of her. The Masters long blonde hair was spread beneath her as she lay on the old bed. The room seemed to be up kept nicely, which contradicted the city surrounded it. The blankets and sheets were old fashioned, as well as everything else. Even the books were written in ancient script. The archaic close the Master wore were ridding up her body, as if she were a violent sleeper. Slowly moving forwards, Sorra positioned herself next to the bed, Luna was silently flying overhead. Luna flew down; the only sound to be heard was the pattering of rats outside the door. Luna landed next to the strange blonde and took her pulse, her eyes widening at realization. The blonde had survived the gases for who knows how long. Sorra reached down and shook the Masters arm.
The girl's eyes shot open, revealing a surprising violet color. Although her eyes were quick to open, the girl started to drowsily move about getting ready as if the two others weren't there. She opened the door and walked out of the room, not noticing the ruins or exceed and female mage that had been following her. Her bare feet picked up dirt as she dragged them along, until she tripped on a skeleton. This caused both Sorra and Windsyr to burst out of there dazes, shouts demanding names and answers were thrown at each other, and soon enough so were Dragon Slaying Powers. Sky against disaster, it wasn't long before disaster wins. Sorra was amazingly powerful for her time, but that's nothing compared to about five-hundred years ago.
"I'll request this answer one more time, what did you do to my guild?" Windsyr questioned, she was extremely enraged. Her own magic was combusting around her due to the intensity. Black waves of magic were rolling off of her; this power was the kind that could strike fear into any dragon. Her eyes glowed red and Sorra and Luna were overcome with a need to run, however there was nowhere to go. Luna was the first to stutter out, "We don't know what happened to your guild, this town has been unenterable for centuries." "Unenterable isn't a word." Sorra muttered. "Shut up." Luna replied, before sighing and continuing once again, "Either way, it has been centuries since any human has entered this area, it's a miracle you're alive." Luna notice the girl had started to calm down and began evaluating the room. "What year is it?" Windsyr questioned, not rapping her head around the situation yet. Not hesitating, Sorra replied "X791."
"It's been 499 years" Windsyr whispered. "This may be a bit much to ask, after threatening you, but can I stay with you? I don't think I'd be able to sleep knowing my friends' dead bodies are down the stairs." Sorra was quick to answer, and Luna was just as quick to disagree. An attempted quiet banter started until Sorra claimed winner. "Of course, but we won't be near this town anytime soon." "The farther the better, I don't want to think about what happened at the moment." Windsyr responded before the newly formed trio started there trek home.
After a three hour train ride, many questions about the new age, and a long walk to the apartment, Fairy Tail's search for there nakama's continued, with the two right under their nose.