Okayzers! I made a mistake in my Preview Of Story thing. I don't have 6 chapters in this story. I have 7. As rediclous as it is, I just noticed that now...Sad right? Anywho...What do you think of the story so far? I'd love to know what you think! And so you can carry on with enjoyment...HERE'S CHAPTER 6!
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Fairy Tail, And A...Reunion?!

After an invigorating walk through the woods, Natsu, Happy, and I reach a lively town.
"This is Magnolia." Natsu explains, placing his hands on the back of his head. "Everyone here is usually friendly 24-7, but we all have our days." He then takes me on an all out tour of Magnolia, stopping at every single food store or resturant to grab a snack. Half the day has come and gone. "Our next and final stop is...*Imaginary drum roll*...THE FAIRY TAIL GUILD!" Natsu throws his hands in the air for emphasis.
"AYE!" Happy yells in agreement.
"Saved the best for last. Awesome." I nod with satisfaction, laughing gleefully. Swiftly, Natsu leads me to and into the guild hall. He throws the big doors open.
"I'M BACK!" He yells as he enters. Many people trun to look at him, then they turn back to what they were doing previously. I follow Natsu in more slowly. Everyone is having a good time, talking and laughing with each other. I wonder how so many people could have such a good time together. It's breath-taking. Suddenly a half naked male with blue-ish black hair stomps up to Natsu. He says something to Natsu, but I don't catch it, I'm too distracted by the guild and its activity. In a split second, they bang foreheads, growling at each other. Out of nowhere, Natsu holds up a pair of pants, smiling big. The "Dude" is now 85% naked!
"Give me my PANTS BACK, FIRE BREATH!" He yells, standing in just his boxers. I stare at them, mouth gaping, not knowing what to do.
"I was thinking I would, but since you called me Fire Breath...I DON'T THINK I WILL, ICE PRINCESS!" Natsu answers, holding the pants out of reach. Within a moment an all out war has started. I stick to the wall, and make my way as fast as possible to the bar. I dodge all sorts of things: Chairs, mugs with alcahol still in them, fireballs, ice-sickles, tables, and even a few PEOPLE!
When I finally reach a somewhat safe place, I sit down to watch the war, hearing a gasp or two. Slowly, people start to stop fighting to talk or have someone tell them something. Gossip. One of the nearer people whispers to a neighbor...about me! I shift uncomfortably in my seat. 'Why do they have to stare. It's not like a new person hasn't come to this guild before!' I mutter in my mind, acting like I don't notice the remarks. A nonDragon Slayer wouldn't be able to hear them anyway.
"A new girl!"
"Did Natsu bring her like he did Lucy?"
"Do you think she'll join?"
"What do you think she can do?"
"What magic do you think she uses?"
"Hard to say."
"Can she even use magic at all?"
More and more people stop fighting to whisper questions about me. Quickly, it spreads to almost everyone in the entire guild! Suddenly something shakes the whole building, a loud authorized voice explodes over the noise and ruckus.
"STOP THIS AT ONCE!" It booms, making everyone fall silent. The war is over. I look up above me, and just behind me stands a giant black monster! Once everyone stops in their tracks, the monster shrinks into a dwarf of a man! "Now." He croaks. "What's this I hear of a new person in Magnolia?" He draggs his gaze across the guild, waiting for someone to answer. From a big pile of rubble comes a muffled remark, but no one can understand it. Natsu crawls out of the rubble, the guy from earlier crawling out shortly after him. Natsyu brushes himself off, walks over to the short man, then throws the pants he had into the air. The "Dude" catches them and, grumbling to himself, puts them back on.
"Didn't you guys hear me?" Natsu looks around in confusion.
"Your voice was muffled too much by the rubble. No one understood you." A brunette with a barrel of beer and a heavy blush from being drunk answers, then starts to chug the beer.
"Oh...Well, I can explain." Natsu shrugs. The short man nods for him to continue. "I made a new friend last night, and she agreed to come see the guild. I'm still working on getting her to join. She's hard to convince." Natsu chuckles when telling everyone about how stubborn I can be.
"A girl! She's your friend? Or is it more than that?" The brunette with the beer pipes up again, laughing drunkenly.
"NO IT'S NOT, CANA!" Natsu yells, hands fists.
"So who is your friend, Natsu?" The short man asks, preventing another fight. "I would like to meet her."
"Sure thing, Gramps. She's here somewhere." Natsu forgets Cana, and starts to look around for me. A massive wave of nervousness topples over me. 'WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!? The authority and power he has can only mean that he's the...the...GUILD MASTER! What do you say to a guild master!? Oh great Father above HELP ME!' I panic in my mind, but force myself to look and act calm. It'll be alright since this guild is so nice an all. Natsu spots me, then happily leads the master over to me. Natsu reaches me first, and tells me not to be so nervous. He smells my fear. Dang it! The moment the master reaches us, he smiles such a bright smile, that all I can do is smile myself, my fear gone.
"Hello." I greet, ignoring all of the staring people. 'What's with them!?'
"You guys talk, and I'll go get everyone!" Natsu races off before I can object. Some of the people go back to what they were doing, but most continue to stare.
"Hello." The master greets back as though Natsu had said nothing.
"Are you the master of this guild?" I ask shyly.
"Yes. My name is Makarov. What's yours?"
"Cyrus Dragonfly." I answer, getting a bit more comfortable, and less shy. Makarov skwints his eyes at me.
"Hmm...Dragonfly you say?"
"Y-yes..." Fear spikes back up in my gut, twisting it around. "Is something wrong?" I force myself to ask.
"I was just thinking of what happened a few years ago in a town a two or three day travel from here."
"What exactly happened?"
"It was attacked, destroyed, and left to burn." He explains. "There were few survivers. All the people know is that someone by the name Dragonfly had been at the scene when the catastrophy ocurred."
"What was the town called?"
"Chainsaw."
The color drains from my face, and I feel nausious. "Ch-Chainsaw?"
"My dear. Are you alright? You appear to be getting sick. What do you know of the attack?" Makarov rests a hand on my lap.
"It's my birth town..." I whisper, eyes distant. "But I was-I-...It's destroyed?"
"Let's not talk about this here. we can talk after we settle things of more importance." Makarov kindly changes the subject. "What do you think of Fairy Tail so far?"
"It's great. Just like a big family. With family fights included." We laugh at my stupid joke.
"Are you seeking to join?"
"R-really? You mean I can join?" I jump in surprise.
"Of course. We don't look for only the strongest. Look around. How many S class worthy wizards do you see?" Makarov waves the staff he has with him, gesturing to the guild.
"I see your point. But don't I have to do something like fight someone, so you know what I can do before I can enter? I mean something like an audition." I slump my shoulders.
"No. But if you want, I can hold an "Audition" for you." He smiles again to show he's being serious, and not joking.
"Oh, no, you don't have to do that. I just thought, since Fairy Tail is such a strong guild, it would be hard to get in." I wave my hands to say no. "But yes. I would like to join."
"Mirajane. Go get the stamp." Makarov orders a pretty white haired female behind the bar counter. She sets down the mug she was cleaning, nods, then walks off to get the stamp. "Although I, myself, am curious of what you can do, I will not ask or make you tell or show me. However, I am glad that you are joining my family."
"Family!? This is a guild."
"I know. But it's a guild that is so close to each other, that we are family. These hoolagins are my children, and now you are one too." He smiles, then Natsu comes back. Following Natsu is the guy from earlier, a serious looking red head, two small bluenettes, and an overly cheerful blond. Makarov climbs up the bar, and sits down on it, mug full of beer in his hand. "Once you get your guild mark, I'll have everyone celebrate." He nods to let Natsu speak.
"Let me introduce you to my friends." Natsu suggests. "This," He gestures to the red head, "Is Erza Scarlet. Some people call her Titania. She uses requip." The red head says a hello, then Natsu moves on to the bluenettes. "This is Levy. She uses Solid Script magic." Then he gastures to the other bluenette who has a white strickt looking exceed. "This is Wendy, and her exceed Carla. Wendy is a Sky Dragon Slayer." He moves on to the overly cheerful blond. "This is Lucy. She is a Celestial Spirit Wizard." He reaches the guy from earlier last. "And this is S-" Erza gives him a hard stare, making him change his mind about the insult. "Gray...The Ice-Make mage." He mutters. I say "Hi" to everyone, Natsu tells them my name, then we all have some small talk. Lucy is alright, Levy is nice, Wendy is sweet, Erza is very nice, but a bit too serious at times, and Gray is...well he's okay. We talk about ourselves for a few minutes, then Erza gets my attention.
"I just so happened to over hear you and the master. Are you joining?" She asks kindly. Everyone turns to look at me, waiting for my answer.
"Yeah. I'm joining."
"Oh, my gosh! That's awesome!" Lucy punches a fist in the air. Then the girl called Mirajane returns, stamp in hand.
"Okay. Where would you like it, and what color?" She asks me, smiling, voice sweet.
"I'd like it here, please." I point to the right crook of my neck, so the stamp would be half on my neck, half on my shoulder. "And in teal with a dark purple outline." I pull my long red and brown hair out of the way as she nods. She presses the stamp onto the spot I asked. I feel a faint tingle, then it's over, and my guild mark shows up brilliantly. Some of the guild was still watching. Gasps errupt from them, but before they can say a thing, Makarov stands up and gets everyone's attention.
"Fairy Tail, we have a new member. Cyrus Dargonfly! LET'S CELEBRATE!" Makarov shouts, dumping a full mug of beer into his mouth. The guild errupts into cheers, and mugs clank together. Many people offer me a mug, but I simply say no. I ask Mirajane if I could have some water instead.
"Hey, Cyrus!" Lucy calls to me. I make my way to her. "Why aren't you having a drink?"
"Well...I don't drink. I never have, and I don't plan to any time soon. Sorry." I shrug.
"Well if that's how you are, then I won't try to change that." She smiles, and passes me a glass of water. My keen sence of smell confirms that it isn't spiked.
Soon, the day is comming to an end. Natsu, Happy and I begin to make our way back to Natsu's house. Meeting everyone was amazing, but I'm completely worn out. I continue on the way back, while Natsu makes a stop at a store for some "On the road" food.
I just barely get into the woods, when I hear foot steps behind me. They're not Natsu's or Happy's. I know what they sound like. It doesn't smell like them either. For a second I thought it could be one of the guild members, but...it doesn't smell like Fairy Tail at all! When the foot steps indecate whoever is following me is close enough to hit, I spin around, leg out. Foot meets gut, and I send someone flying.
WHUMP!
A big thorn bush rustles wildly, and a grunt comes from behind it. I guess I kicked my follower into that bush. A fairly tall, strong blond guy, with a thin scar over his left eyebrow, comes out from behind the bush, removing his hand from his stomach. His grey vest is open like Natsu's, he has gloves on, and his pants change just past the knees to a legging like pattern down to his shoes. He is handsom, but I don't like the kind of air he gives off. It's not too friendly.
"You pack quite the kick, Babe." He chuckles. I slide into a fighting stance as he advances. Bad intensions flow off him.
"Don't you call me 'Babe'." I mock him when I say babe. He stops, snaps his fingers, then white strips of light bind my wrists and anckles together. I force myself to not gasp, looking down, and squirm to escape. Bad idea. An arm wraps around my waist while I am distracted. A hand rests at my side, and I know instantly that that is a perverted motion. This guy is getting WAY too handsy for my liking. "Let go of me you bloody idiot!" I growl, trying to jerk away from him, but he's too strong for me with my hands and feet in the condition they are in.
"Oh, you don't really mean that."
"Yes I do." I snap at him, still struggling for escape.
"I don't bite."
"Well I do, you pervert!" I snap my teeth together like an angry dog. He freezes for a second from shock at my violence. 'Don't get that too often do ya, Gajeel.' Metalicana's remark from when I first met him and Gajeel runs through my mind with satisfaction.
"That doesn't matter. By the way, I'm Sting. And you. Are comming with me." He picks me up swiftly, and starts to carry me away. In a final attempt to get away on my own, I squirm and beat on his muscled chest. It does nothing. There's only one thing I can do as a final resort of escape. Scream for help.
"NAAAATTSSUUUUUU!" I scream at the top of my lungs, "HEEEEEEEEELLLPPP! SOME IDIOT'S KIDNAPPING ME!"
"Now I don't want anymore of that." Sting scolds me sternly, shaking his head. "You'll blow my cover."
"GOOD! NOW! LET! ME! GO!" I growl, still squriming. "NAATSSUUUUUUUUUU! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I scream more.
"Stop that now!" Sting demands, sqeezing me so I can barely breathe let alone scream for help. Now I have to concentrate on breathing and not passing out from lack of air!
"Yeah. You can stop now." A deep gruff voice rumbles from the shadows. I spin my head around in all directions I am able, searching for the person who spoke. A tall black figure stands stiffly in the shadows of thick bushes and trees to my right. In other words, the direction my feet are pointing. "And you can release her, Sting." The figure steps out of the shadows as it sneers Sting's name. It's a tall raven haired, blood red eyed male. He seems really familiar to me, but with me still, basically, being strangled, I can't put my finger on it.
"Oh, yeah? And who's gonna make me? Surely you couldn't." Sting sneers back. 'Wow, he's all bark and no bite. I can tell, by how much magic I'm sensing from both of them. Sting doesn't stand a chance at the moment.' I laugh to myself, sighing inwardly. I finally have someone who will help me.
"Fine. It's your funeral." The raven haired male smirks. His hand changes to iron, then, from where he stands, he punches Sting in the gut, sending him flying once again. He catches me just before I hit the ground, then he stands me up. He charges Sting, and all I can do is watch the fight. Soon Sting flees, the light strips binding my wrists and anckles disappearing. My rescuer walks back to me, examining me.
"You're welcome." He grunts, crossing his arms when he doesn't see any injuries on me. That's when it hits me. 'You're welcome' in a grunt?! Long spikey black hair?! Blood red eyes!? IRON DRAGON SLAYING MAGIC!? I know who this man is...
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OH MAH GERSH! This chapter took me like 3 to 4 hours to type! It's 2 in the morning right now! Man I'm tired. Anyway. Hope you liked thid chapter. Have you figured out who saved Cyrus is yet? Yes? No? Well, you'll find out in the next chapter! Again...please review of pm me. I want to know what you think of my story! See you soon in the next chapter! *Waves goodbye.*