Welcome to the first official chapter of The Melody's Lullaby. There's a reason why I chose this title and some of you probably know why, but if not, you'll find out later. The OC form is at the bottom and so are the rules.

Aoi: It's about time you wrote a story about my past.

Me: You just had to ruin the surprise, Aoi. Now people who didn't know why I was making this now know why.

Aoi: Sorry, I was getting a little impatient. And the chosen OCs will be my co-hosts right?

Me: Correct. Now to start the chapter. Aoi, would you?

Aoi: Of course. Read, review, and fill out the form if you want a chance to join! (And do the new poll if you read Blaze's SE fic)

The Melody's Lullaby

Chapter 1: My New Way of Life Started That Day

Magnolia, several months before the Uprising

Aoi stared out her window where the sun was still high in the sky. It was only twelve. Hikari had once again stopped by to help her out. Nothing big like the first time but nothing too small either. He had just come by to drop off her mail and deliver her letters since he had taken the job as a delivery mage today. After his job was over, the young Fairy Tail mage had dropped by again to try convincing her to spar with for the fifteenth time. He was persistent but he never begged for long. Hikari only begged for minute before giving up on the idea, like always. Hikari seemed to enjoy the non-active member's company just as she enjoyed his. Hikari had always rubbed off like a little brother to her and Hikari had also openly admitted that he thought as her like a sister. Aoi looked away from the sky and walked to her bed. It had been awhile since she had last seen Izaya. She sat down on the edge and closed her eyes. The last day of her life as a normal person began to flash through her mind.

Year 1, Day 47, Dew Town

Aoi's Perspective

Another exhausting day had passed and another would be coming tomorrow. I hated my life, but at least, it was better than my previous one. I was currently a working for a clock repair man and he was quite strict. Then again, it could have been because of his age. As of then, I was running a quick errand, for my 'master', which was… buying a ton of wood and gears. And I'm not talking about quantity. I'm talking about weight and it sure wasn't easy. It could have been worse, though. I could have been getting barb wire or nails or super spicy peppers. This was my tenth job and probably one of the easiest and least strict. And it was definitely better than my original life, as I had said before. There's no doubt in that. I walked by the numerous stalls but then stopped in front of a particular one. It was the toy stall with several dozen toys hanging from the stall, on the counter, and even on the ground. The stall had a reputation for letting children, rich and poor, play with the toys and sometimes take them home to play, free of charge. I stopped by often if I was in a good mood.

I was in quite a good mood despite my arms being tired from pulling the cart with wood and gears, probably because I hadn't been punished for anything. As people passed by me, I eyed one toy in particular, focusing only on it. A toy that I favored very much. It was a small, dark blue guitar with six strings. It had three music notes on it, one on the left, one on the right, and one below the strings. Each note was a different color. The bottom note, which looked like a fancy 'n' with two spheres on the ends, was a red color. The left note, which looked like a weird looking 'S' with a sphere on the end, was black. And the last note on the left, which I didn't even know what it looked like, was a golden white. The guitar actually looked like a real one, but there was something about that made it seem different from a normal guitar. The owner of the stall, Rian, noticed me staring at the instrument in awe for the tenth time since he had gotten the toy. "You want it, Aoi?" Rian asked as I looked at him, forgetting I was in a trance.

Rian knew all the children that stopped by his stall. It was like he was meant to be a father since the day he was born even though he was only nineteen. "You mean it?"

"Yeah. You always have a look in your eyes that says 'I want it so badly'." I was about to smile when I thought about him saying that someone else was going to buy but instead despite saying what he said. Instead he said… "No one has even bothered to buy it. And you've been a pretty nice kid so today's your lucky day."

"I-I'm getting it… for free…?" I asked, making sure I wasn't misunderstanding him. Rian nodded and smiled as far as my mouth would stretch. He picked up the guitar from the stand and placed the carry-on strap on it. After adjusting the strap to fit me, I eagerly ran off, thanking him for the gift as I left. Everything was perfect.

When I got back to the shop, I saw the place was a disaster. Clocks smashed and cracked and spread across the floor. The counter also had some cracks in it too. "Mr. Roman…?" I looked around for the thin man I worked for. I didn't care about the repair man but he was the 'nicest' out of all the others so I did owe him a little. I looked at the floor and saw his gale-force reading glasses a few feet away from me. I slowly walked over and picked up the glasses. One of the lenses was cracked while the other was completely missing. As I dropped the pair of broken glasses on the floor, I saw a little note. I hesitantly picked it up and read it. It was written by his hand since it was almost like chicken-scratch. "Run, midget, unless you want to get everybody arrested or killed.

I dropped the note and ran out the back door. My heart was pounding and my forehead was sweating. I knew who he was talking about. My parents had sent another group of knights or mages after me again. Possibly both if they were really desperate and needed me. Again. It didn't matter, though. I didn't want anyone getting involved with the 'retrieve squad' again. Not after the first time people got involved. I ran through trees and bushes and even jumped over rocks. I had been lucky so far to get away but it was hard sometimes. Not before long, I heard yelling. They were yelling MY NAME. I ran faster, even more desperate to get away. I wish I had magic then I could whip those guys' behinds in minutes. Before I could find my way away from them, I felt something cut my leg. I stumbled over a few roots and fell. I looked over my shoulder and saw them.

They were a group of three this time. Two guys and one girl. They looked like adults from what I could tell. I tried to get up but my leg stung like fire. I looked at my leg and realized why. A deep cut was visible on my leg. I still couldn't figure out what was causing the burning why though. "Probably poison…" I wouldn't have been surprised if it was. As the lady walked toward me, I took out some peppers I had saved from my previous job. I threw the peppers at the group, and once they went splat on their clothes, the adults started to cry out in pain and the juice started to smoke on their clothes. I quickly got up and limped away as fast I could. "Whoever, thought that Dragon Peppers would come in handy," I told myself. I continued to move before stopping in front of a huge cliff.

"We finally got you." I turned around and saw one of the guys from the group had caught up to me. I hesitantly took a step back, wanting to die rather than go back to that cell called a room. Although, as he got closer, I slowly pulled out the guitar as if I had no control of my body. The man smirked at me. "Oh? A little toy guitar. What are you going to do with it? Smash it against my leg?" I did the exact opposite, actually. I began to play the guitar despite not knowing how to play any instrument (not even the triangle which was kind of sad). The three notes lit up on the guitar and fired a mass of music notes. Surprising the man, he was pushed away by the force and was slammed against the tree. I was quite impressed and happy with myself. "I… I used magic… I used magic!" Staring at the guitar somehow worked. My happiness did not last long, though.

Some of the notes had hit the ground, causing the cliff to begin to crumble. I tried getting off the cliff but I was too tired from playing the magical guitar. The cliff gave away and I fell to the ground. Thinking to myself my life was over, I closed my eyes. "At least, I don't have to go back."

I thought this was pretty good. A lot better than when I first thought this out.

Aoi: I hate being hunted. I thought my parents were crazy.

Me: I don't blame you.

Aoi: I still can't remember who saved me.

Me: Don't worry you will… you will…

Aoi: -a little creeped out by the way I'm talking- Okay…Anyways, if you don't understand anything about this chapter, either me or Blaze will explain.

Me: And about the beginning, I will do that every few chapters. Just to show you guys this is flashback so not all the memories will be consistent but Aoi or one of the other OCs will explain what had happened over the course of time that had been skipped.

Aoi: Anyways, on with the OC form and rules.

Rules:

1: Please be detailed in your form. I do not want short-cuts taken.

2: I will only accept at most 2 or if I'm in a good mood, 3

3: Your OC will be open to possible death, insanity, betrayal, abandonment, or a revenge-driven will later on in the story. If I do this to your OC or not will depend on the events of the story but your chances will increase if you complain, bash, or anything of the sort in the review about the story and/or someone's OC.

4: Don't ask me to do certain things with your OC. It will make me do the complete opposite. You can propose ideas for ALL OCs or just the plot itself but do not try forcing the ideas onto the OCs, your OC, or the plot. Again, I will most likely do the opposite.

5: Please send your OCs through PMs, but if you are an anonymous reviewer, you can send it through a review.

Name:

Age: (please make it between 11-15)

Personality:

History:

Magic/Special Skill: (optional but if you do a special skill, do not make it overwhelmingly amazing)

Likes: (optional)

Dislikes: (optional)

Other: (optional)

Me: The OCs will be picked at the end of the week so this is not a first-some first-serve pick. Anyways, good luck you guys!

Aoi: Until then…

Both of us: Bye for now!