Chapter 1- Her New Home
Hey guys tis the author, still abit new to all of this fan-fic shenanigans, I don't write alot y'see. Anyhow, a little background for ya peeps who are reading into why Im writing this. My friend had a character that she made and she didn't have the time to write, so I politely stole that character from her and this was created! (Don't worry, she knows and she wants me to write this) This story is dedicated to her, ReAnne and my friend Nunu for her surname (tis ocean themed. Later I shall go into the stugg from other media sources that I have used. Enjoy the read :)
The walk back had been interesting, to say the least.
River had learnt alot about Fairy Tail from Gildarts about guild-life. Fairy was a competitor for the strongest guild in Fiore, the country in which she was and it resided in the town of Magnolia. She asked about what people were like, seeing as the only positive interacting with any other human was the caster mage she was now conversing with, other than him, she had always assumed their intentions were hostile.
Gildarts explanation had been interrupted however when he tripped and fell over, shattering a nearby mountain in the process and causing River to yell, jump into a nearby lake and point blank refuse to come out from under the water for the next two hours. (No amount of guily pleading from Gildarts persuaded her otherwise)
When they finally reached Magnolia, River was awed. It sprawled out before her, small apartment buildings and shops all dominanted by the large cathedral in the center. She noticed a series of rune covered posts around the town. They marked a boundary it seemed and they were standing just outside of it.
"What're those for?" River asked. Gildarts took a sideways glance at her, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
"Weelll..." he began, and stepped over the line.
River saw the runes on the posts glow purple and the ground started to rumble, looking back towards Magnolia, her jaw dropped open in shock.
The town was MOVING.
Not just moving either, changing. Blocks of flats rose and fell and entire sections of the town divided in two. River's eyes widened as the large cathedral split down the middle. It seemed like the town was splitting in two, a large road had begun to form in the centre, marked with red glowing arrows pointing towards a small building that now lay prominent due to the town's transformation
"It's called 'Gildarts shift' " Gildarts said "It's a precaution 'cause, y'know i'm abit clumsy.."
River sweat dropped at that, her mind flashing back to the mountain incident on the way over.
As they walked into town, flanked by the tall edifices upon which many buildings had been raised up, River began to feel nervous. She still didn't know how to interact with people, or crowds of people for the matter. Gildarts seemed to notice her tenseness and patted her navy locks reassuringly.
"Don't worry kid, Master Makarov treats all you brats like his own kids" Gildarts smiled to himself "Everyone in the guild is considered family, so if you want you're space from the beginning, they'll understand... 'cept Natsu, he's probably gonna try and fight you at some point, but your magic should trump his easily"
River didn't seem phased about someone trying to fight her, infact she was looking forward to it, this 'Natsu' character seemed like a worth opponent.
During the time it had taken for this little conversation to occur, they had reached the guildhall. A large banner above the front door spelled out "Fairy Tail". Gildarts paused at the threshold.
"Welcome to your new home kid" as he pushed the doors open.
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Noise.
That was the sensation that battered River as soon as she went over the threshold. A raucous din of eating, drinking, cat-calling and brawling washed over her. She sniffed at took in the smell of food, booze and raw power.
The main area of the hall was cluttered by a series of small tressel tables and at the back was a long bar, behing which mant coloured bottles were stored on shelves, presumably filled with potent liquor. A small man sat on the bar, River could feel the magic power radiating from him. Gildarts pointed towards the man.
"That right there is Makarov he-" Gildarts was interupted however as a flaming fist collided with his head. The fist belonged to pink haired boy who was abit shorter than River, had tanned skin and dark, almost reptilian eyes.
"'Comon Gildarts, fight me!" he exclaimed, leaping towards the man in question, his fist's once again filled with flame.
Gildarts sighed before stopping the blow with one hand and tossed the unfortunate soul into the far wall of the hall. The impact shattered the shelves, (the bottles on them too) punched a hole through the wall and into the street behind. This in turn caused many people to look to the guild entrance towards them.
"GILDARTS!"
The guild suddenly broke into cheers and people began eating and drinking more, River just sat there dumstruck.
This was certainly going to be fun.