Normal POV:
A few days after entering the guild, Brandon made some new friends. Obviously Natsumi was his first friend, as they were both dragon slayers. Brandon would usally talk with Natsumi throughout the day, and they would discuss typical things. Such as Grace's new knicknames, how to prank Erza and get away with it, or their favorite: how they were going to make S class.
One fateful day would change that forever.
"WHO ATE MY CAKE?!" Yelled a rather unhappy scarlet haired girl. Erza tended to have an unhealthy obsession with eating cheesecake. Everyone looked around the room, only to see two people have gone missing. To be specific: two dragonslayers. Erza's eyes have begun to turn red.
Meanwhile in the city of Magnolia.
"What do you think Natsumi?" Asked Bran, as he held up a large black vest. Brandon needed large clothing, as he was one of the tallest members in the guild. At 6 ft 6 in. tall, he was slim, yet muscular. His abs would be flashed if he chose the vest.
Natsumi stared for a moment, as she admired the vest. "Too flashy for you, but perfect for me. Only if they had it in a smaller size." Brandon reacted quickly. "Here you go!" He exclaimed as he held out a smaller version of the vest out to Natsumi. With glee Natsumi snatched the vest out of his hands, and darted towards the register. Bran sighed. 'I hope she never changes. She's perfect'. He thought. Unbeknownst to either of them, they were being watched by a scarlet haired mage that has an endless thirst for vengeance.
Outside of Magnolia
A lone small girl with white hair and red markings was walking through the large city of Magnolia. She couldn't be more than four and a half foot tall, yet people seemed to notice her. Those strange markings are what people notice first about her, as she nervously made it through the crowd. 'Why can't they leave me alone?' She thought. 'Don't they know these are birthmarks?' Then again, birth marks don't usually appear on hair. Her thoughts were soon interrupted, as she heard a boom from the nearby market. 'Well, that's where I gotta go then.' Ammy said as she rushed over to the market area.
"ALRIGHT, WHICH ONE OF YOU TWO ATE MY CAKE?!" Erza screamed as a frightened Natsumi hid behind and unscathed Brandon. "Erza, have you thought about analyzing the situation first before you go on a rampage?" The Dragonslayer asked. "Let's get one thing straight. I DON'T, I repeat DON'T eat anything sugary at all. Drives me crazy." Remarked Bran. "Also, I understand Natsumi has a little bit more of an appetite, but you should know by now that she doesn't eat any of your cake, she's too smart for that." Logical remark number 2, check. Erza however wasn't having any of it. "LIES! YOU TWO PRANK ME ALL THE TIME, WHICH I'M FINE WITH; BUT THIS PRANK HAS GONE TOO FAR!" Cried out a rather pissed Erza as she requipped a new sword. 'Well, great. Looks like I'll actually have to fight today, and to think Natsumi and I were going to train too.' Suddenly, a blur interrupted his thought process. "POWER SLASH!" Were the words spoken as a little girl with a brush appeared. Yet one thing wasn't right. Erza's sword had been split in two.
Natsumi POV:
What was going on here? Erza mistakens both of us for eating her cake AGAIN, and all of a sudden this random girl pops out of nowhere and slices her sword in two? Who is this girl anyway?
"So, you think it's funny to beat innocent people up just for some cake huh?" The girl retorted.
"You would be wise to take this advice: making enemies with Fairy Tail is a BIG MISTAKE!" Erza returned, before drawing out another sword.
The whit haired girl gasped, then smirked.
"My bad, I was on my way in to join Fairy Tail, but if that's the case..." She widthdrew a... A... PAINTBRUSH?!
What the hell is a paintbrush supposed to do against a FUCKING SWORD?! This match wasn't going to last long I could tell.
Brandon POV:
The aura of this girl, surely she has incredible magic power, although I don't sense any high reserves. She's cute as well. Four feet nine inches tall, with long hair that reaches to the floor. Natsumi would kill me right now if she could read thoughts. Anyways, that brush; what properties could it possibly hold?
POV end.
The small white headed girl with markings was going against child Erza, in what people would believe to be a short fight ever.
"She challenged THE Erza to a match? that's rich!"
"There's no way that little girl could face Erza from Fairy Tail, even Natsumi and Brandon are afraid of her. And Brandon's pretty strong."
She looked over to Brandon and winked ,causing the tall wizard to turn red before charging at Erza. Said wizard smiled, charging back at her. 'People always underestimate me because I'm small, and yet, I have managed to prove each and every one of them wrong...'
"AHHH!"
"POWER SLASH!"
*woosh-ink!*
It was over before anyone knew what happened. Erza began to collapse to the ground as the white haired girl stood before her, victorious. Everyone was shocked to see that a small petite girk had defeated THE Erza Scarlet, and not only that, but with one hit as well. The girl smiled at the onlookers.
"Who is she?"
"Woah, I'm not messing with her."
"I NEED AN ADULT! I NEED AN ADULT!"
Natsumi POV:
What just happened? Erza's not like this. Only one attack and she's down? Not to mention: she didn't recieve any damage either. Yet, she seems so kind. So warm... Like you Igneel.
Brandon POV:
A bit shocking seeing Erza fall down with just one hit, maybe the master might promote her to S class very soon. Come to think of it, I have enough power to be an S class wizard, don't I Lycora?
Lycora POV:
Things have certainly gotten interesting. First you attract almost all the females in your guild, and next thing; they want to kill you for spending most of your time with the daughter of Igneel. I knew this was meant to be. Igneel's daughter, and my son eventually becoming one. Only if that flame head of hers wasn't so dense.
I should send him a message, after all; I was the only dragon that actually told him where I was going, rather than dissapearing without a trace like the rest of them.
Flashback
July 6, X777
"Lycora, what do you mean?! I can't live without you! You're the only one that didn't treat me like a freak, you taught me dragon slayer magic, and you even treated me as your own son! Why are you leaving me?! Why?! *sniff* why?"
"I'm sorry Brandon, this is as tough for you as it is for me. You're not alone however; many dragon slayers are also going through this. You're a special breed of dragon slayer my son, one with an abnormal amount of magical energy. You managed to destroy that large rock with one hit, and you even had control over Dragon Force when you were just 7. Go on and smell the roses, my son. Life can be beautiful if you can enjoy it."
"But, what about you; mother? What can I do without you? You were the queen of the plasma dragons, so how can I lead myself without your knowledge."
"Who said you were going without my knowledge?"
Little Brandon's eyes widened as he gasped.
"I will send four gifts, one for each direction of the wind. You will find these gifts; as they amplify your magic power. Two swords, a cloak, and a lacrima. Use these gifts well, as they each have their own value, and virtue. Feed the birds, my son, and you'll see why I defeated Acnologia."
"Thank you Lycora. So is this goodbye?"
"No, I still have one day left with my son, don't I?"
Little Brandon let out a toothy smile.
"YEAH!"
Flashback end
Brandon, I hope you find them.
