Me: Natsu, hit it.

Natsu: Okay!

Kido doesn't own anything of Fairy Tail, all credit for anything recognizable belongs to the creator, Hiro Mashima.

Me: Wow, good job, Natsu, you actually did pay attention to that meeting.

Natsu: Aye sir! =^-^="

Me: Hehe, enjoy!

Chapter 1

The Morning After

3rd Person P.o.V.

The girl woke a few hours later, about an hour before dawn. She rose from the bed, moving to the bathroom nearby to start the shower. Some time later, she emerged, in similar attire from the day before, except the cutoff tank top she now wore was red instead of blue.

She then left the room and gave the key to a woman who now stood in the place of the young man from earlier in the night. The girl then politely asked if the woman knew of any empty feilds nearby. The woman gave the younger female an odd look, but responded with directions that led the girl to a large, empty feild not far from the city.

When the golden-haired girl arrived in the feild, she promptly set her belongings down at the edge of the feild nearest Magnolia. She then walked to the center of said feild.

She then began her regular routine of physical exercise, knowing that otherwise she wouldn't be able to handle what was waiting for her later that day in the city.

She did various warm up stretches and exercises, then jogged a few laps around the entire feild. Afterward, she preformed some more strenuous exercises, did a few more laps around the feild, then finished up with some cool-down excercises.

Once she was done, the blue-eyed girl grabbed her backpack and headed back into the city, her sensitive nose soon catching the scent of breakfast foods. Her stomach gave a yearnful and almost pleading rumble. She chuckled lightly, patting her stomach. "All right, you don't have to start a riot." She told her near-mutinous stomach.

She had had little more than stale bread, a few small pieces of jerkey, and a bit of trail mix, mostly salted almonds, pecans and some wild berries, for the entirety of her journey to Magnolia.

The girl obliged her stomach by heading into the nearest open restaurants, most places where just opening, seeing as it was only two hours after sunrise.

Once she was inside, the girl was led to a table by a waitress. The girl ordered a hot chocolate, an omelet and some hashbrowns and gravy on the side.

The waitress took down the girl's request and left only to return a few moments later with the girl's hot chocolate. The girl sipped at it, the warmth of the beverage spreading through the girl's lithe frame as she gazed out of the nearby window.

There where already a few people bustling back and fourth on the city's streets, dispite it being early morning. The ghost of a smile crossed her face, then she seemed to grimace slightly. She wasn't used to people anymore.

FLASHBACK

"Arime...? Arime?! Where are you?!" A young girl with scarlet hair and sharp eyes was looking through the crowded streets, looking for her younger sister, Arime. The redhead had been looking for the gold-haired four-year-old for nearly an hour now. She-

END FLASHBACK

Arime's train of thought was derailed as the waitress set her plate of breakfast down in front of her on the table. Arime thanked the elder woman and began to absently eat her meal as her mind wandered. She muttered a single word under her breath;

"Erza..."

Arime's stomach grumbled in slight agony. "Eesh. I feel like I'm starving...!" She then began scarfing her food down.

She soon finished her meal and pays for it, thanking the waitress. She leaves the restaurant and suddenly feels a little claustrophobic, pressing against a nearby wall a bit. In the 45 minutes she was in the restaurant, the streets had become noticeably more crowded. She took a shaky breath and pulled out a folded piece of parchment from a pocket on the backpack she was carrying. She unfolds it, briefly reads over its contents, then hurries off in a seemingly random direction.

On her way to her destination, a blurred bit of what seems to be rose-colored hair briefly caught her eye, but the girl didn't think much of it.