Fairy Tail: Rekindle

Fairy Tail, Rave © Hiro Mashima

Chapter Three: Magnolia, Part 1

Somewhere in the region of Fiore, in an unspoken location, the Angel stepped into the single spotlight amidst the sea of darkness. The Angel was a young teenager with sky-blue hair that framed her heart-shaped face and tied into two long pigtails. She wore a short, pure-white dress with black lines running down the sides, white elbow gloves and matching knee boots, black stockings, and a pristine cape that was parted down the middle. Her right thigh, though barely visible, was branded with a sky-blue cross.

As the Angel saluted to the darkness, five Lacrima screens blinked into her field of vision, each one broadcasting the silhouette of a different man.

"You better bring good news, Angel, or we will have to find someone who is more deserving of the title," said the man in the center.

"I have some bad news, but I also have good news," said Angel, bowing respectfully to the man. "The bad news is that the test with Erigor was a complete failure. The Dragon Slayer Lacrima was too unstable to stand against equal or greater force."

"And the good news?" said the Master irritably.

"I was able to discern a flaw in the Dragon Slayer Lacrima and may have found a way to improve upon it," said Angel. "If my calculations are correct, we might be able to manufacture fully functioning Dragon Slayer Lacrima within a few months."

"Just before the Grand Magic Games," said the elderly man on the far left. "And what about Erigor?"

"Already taken care of," said Angel. "I eliminated him and removed any traces of our involvement. I have already taken the liberty of assigning a temporary master to the Dragon Fangs, one who is entirely loyal to you, of course, Master."

"Excellent work, Angel," said the Master. "Our guild cannot afford to make any more mistakes. Not since the last Angel had the unfortunate conflict with Lamia Scale's Iron Rock Jura. You had proven yourself worth of your title after you had successfully assassinated her before she could tell anyone of our plans."

"Man, I miss the old Angel," said the man on the far right. "At least she knew how to show a man a good time, right, tiny-tits?"

"My breasts have nothing to do with this, Spirit!" Angel shrieked.

"Enough!" shouted the Master and both went silent. "This is not the time for infighting, especially over such trivial matters. We must not forget the true purpose of our campaign – our holy mission that will lead the world to its glorious destiny. Knight, Prophet, I expect both of you to follow up on Angel's lead. I want the Dragon Slayer Lacrima completed as soon as possible."

"We will work as quickly as we can, Master," said Prophet. "Given that Erigor was the first successful prototype we've vome across in a long time, we are only a few more tests away from completing the Dragon Slayer Lacrima that had been developed by Ivan Dreyar and Brain. Given enough time, their magic may prove to enough to match your power, Knight."

"That remains to be seen," said Knight. "But I beg the question as to what occurred in Holly Town. I've been hearing reports from the Magic Council that Erigor was defeated by an immigrant from Seven throwing what the citizens has described as "fire as black as a demon's heart". Is any of this true?"

"That's actually the most interesting part," said Angel. "She's a wizard born and raised in the magically deprived country of Seven. Her name is Izumi A Dragneel, the Dragonul Negru."

"Uriaşe!" Izumi exclaimed.

From the first moment since she had stepped into Magnolia, this had been the gist of what Izumi had to say. You could hardly blame her – Magnolia was many times larger than her hometown of Cinque. The wide canals filled with passing boats, the cluster of buildings stacked against one another, even the town center of Kardia Cathedral. It was a lot to take in. But the thing Izumi and Blaise had been looking forward to was at the farthest end of Magnolia, sitting on the shore of Lake Scilliora.

Izumi, with Blaise clinging to her shoulder, and Ur stopped at the giant stone gates to the Fairy Tail Guild Hall. the first thing that came to Izumi's mind was how the guild hall resembled more like the castles in fairy tales that Marina used to read to her when she was a child. She supposed it had been done that way on purpose. She grinned at the Fairy Tail banner that fluttered in the wind underneath the gilded bell, which had been ringing since it had reach the tenth hour. She didn't even mind the bikini clad drunkard cuddling the keg of liquor in front of the door.

"Whoa…" said Izumi.

"'Whoa' is right," said Blaise, "this place is enormous. How could the guild afford to build this place?"

"Well, it was designed this war after the Phantom Lord War," said Ur, "but it went to ruins during the Seven Year Slump, and then there was the whole Twilight Ogre debacle. Luckily, the people of Magnolia were nice enough to fix the place when Fairy Tail won the Grand Magic Games. It's been a few years since we've won the Grand Magic Games, but the guild is still pulling strong with members and missions."

"I can't believe we're finally here," said Izumi, literally shivering with anticipation. "The Fairy Tail Guild – my lifelong dream is finally coming true."

"Well, it's not gonna come true if you still standing out here," said Ur. "C'mon, let's get inside and introduce you to everyone. Oh, at watch out for Cana. She's an angry drunk when someone tries to take away her rum."

Izumi wasn't sure how to respond, but she made a wide berth around the drunken woman. Ur paused at the double doors, opened them slowly for dramatic effect, before throwing them open. Ur gestured her inside and Izumi took her first tentative steps forward.

The inside of the guild hall was beyond anything Izumi could have imagined it would be: a two-floored hall with hundreds of benches occupied by at least two hundred wizards, many of them turning their chairs to the white-haired beauty singing on stage. The right side of the guild hall was occupied by a long bar where guild mates were being served by a petite woman and the opposite wall had a large board covered in flyers, probably mission assignments. There was a corner of the hall dedicated to some of Fairy Tail's accomplishments include a large jeweled horn, a dozen golden trophies from the GMG, and…the king's crown?

And then there was the guild members themselves. Some of the members closer to the door looked around when they noticed that Ur wasn't alone, but everyone was too preoccupied staring at the singer to notice. Izumi was amazed at the differences between them: some weren't even ten years old and others could have been old enough to have been her grandfather. Ur walked in after her and opened her mouth to say something, but was suddenly tackled a curly, blue-haired woman who was literally crying waterfalls.

"Ur!" the woman wailed loudly. "Juvia was so worried! Juvia heard that half the town was blown up by a black monster and Juvia was worried that her baby might have gotten hurt! But now Juvia is happy that her baby Ur is safe and sound!"

"Mom, you're embarrassing me!" whined Ur.

"And yet you aren't the least bit embarrassed that you left your pants on the train," said Blaise.

"What?" said Ur, looking down. "Ah crap! Everyone in town was looking at me!"

"Ur! You're just as bold as your daddy!" said Juvia. Looking over her daughter's shoulder, Juvia saw Izumi and Blaise. "Juvia has never seen you before. Are you friends of Ur?"

"Actually, we are," said Izumi nervously. "We met in Holly and beat up a poser trying to pass himself off as Salamander. I'm actually the reason why the town was blown up. Rea mea."

"We heard someone blew up half the town in a single night," said a man's voice, "but we thought it had to be someone from Fairy Tail. If you can cause that much destruction in under an hour, you've definitely qualify for this guild."

"Stop making Fairy Tail sound bad!" said a female voice, followed by a loud whack.

Izumi raised a brow as she was approached by two teenagers, one boy and one girl. The boy was slightly taller than his friend and had spiky, red hair that matched his eyes. He wore a black jacket with the lines down the sleeves and a yellow Fairy Tail on the left side of his chest, a pair of jeans, and a black choker.

The girl, the one who smacked him over the head, was very short, but still an inch taller than Izumi, which only served to annoy her, and short, ocean blue hair that framed her face. Her clothing looked like something worn at a private school: red-green plaid skirt, a white blouse and yellow sweater vest, red and green striped tie, and polished black shoes. A green Fairy Tail mark was stamped on her right hand.

"Please ignore my troll of a friend," said the girl. "Fairy Tail's really not as bad as everyone thinks it is."

"This is Grace Rosen and her partner, Razor Garnier," said the Narrator, "a two-man team who complement each other's unique brand of magic. They are Fairy Tail's strongest tag-team."

"So you blew up Holly Town, huh?" said Grace kindly, which Izumi nodded embarrassingly. "That must have taken some very powerful magic to blow up half the town in one night, but…you don't look like you're from around here. Tell me, are you from Seven. I heard people from Seven have darker skin because they live in a hotter climate."

"Oh, is that what it was," said Razor. "For a minute there, I thought she was an alien or something."

"Razor, you insensitive jerk!" Grace yelled angrily. Izumi stepped back as Grace pulled out a heavy book and dropped it on Razor's head, delivering an instant KO. Grace turned back to Izumi and bowed deeply. "I am so sorry about him. He has a serious medical condition where he says stupid stuff before he thinks."

"It's not the first time made a comment about my nationality," Izumi chuckled. "And it certainly won't be the last. Don't worry, I know he didn't mean anything by it."

"So what's Seven like?" asked Grace, pulling Izumi and Blaise to the nearest table. They left Razor on the ground and Ur in her mother's death grip. "I'm an immigrant too – my parents and I came here from Caelum, so I only know what I heard about it. Is it true that people over in Seven don't believe in magic?"

"It's not that they don't believe it," said Izumi thoughtfully, "It's just that they usually have a scientific reason for explaining everything. The country spends most of its time developing advance sciences and technologies. The cities are pretty nice, but the whole country is just a giant desert. That's why everyone who lives in Seven usually has darker skin."

"I think it's lovely," said a lusty, feminine tone. "It makes you look exotic, my little diamond in the rough."

Izumi felt a pair of slender arms wrap around her waist and shivered as she felt someone's tongue lick the outer rim of her ear. Blaise screamed and pulled Izumi away by the arm and Grace sighed exasperatedly, shaking her head. Izumi turned around, an came face-to-face with a white haired woman looking at her with a lustful smile. She wore a tight, white shirt that pushed up her ample breasts, a black leather jacket with a white Fairy Tail Mark on the back, and a pair of black pants held by a leather belt. The Fairy Tail mark was tattooed on the right side of her neck in white.

Now Izumi had no problems accepting that Ur was a homosexual, but that was only because she had time to know her. This woman had come completely out of nowhere and licked her ear, which was a little creepy. The white-haired woman kneeled on the bench and leaned closer, causing Izumi to lean back, and licked her lips in a suggestive way.

"Aw, you liked that, didn't you?" said the woman sensually. "I bet you're thinking 'this girl must know how to have a good time' and you'd be right. Say, why don't we go to the hotel and…get better acquainted."

"Um – uh – I mean, - duh – er – " Izumi stammered stupidly.

"Just relax," said the woman soft, touching Izumi's cheek and leaning closer, "and just go with it…"

"Kit Domovoi Strauss!" said Lisanna, jumping between Izumi and Kit and pushing them away. "Are you trying to scare people again! That is very rude – I thought I taught you better than that! When I tell your Aunt Mira, you are going to be in so much trouble mister/miss! You'll be lucky if she doesn't bend you over her knee!"

"Aw, mom, I was just playing around," said Kit.

Lisanna crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes, showing that she wasn't amused. Kit sighed and snapped her fingers, covering herself in an elaborate magic circle. When the circle dissipated, Kit was no longer a busty woman by a tall, teenage man with choppy white hair that wore the same clothes. Izumi and Blaise's eyes were wide as dinner plate, which got Kit laughing.

"Surprised ya, didn't I?" Kit laughed.

"This man-woman is Kit," said the Narrator, "Fairy Tail's greatest shapeshifter and infiltrator. Kit's magic has allows him/her to change his/her body to whatever suits his needs, leaving others to wonder what his/her true gender really is.

"Kit," said Lisanna, scowling and grabbing her son/daughter by the ear. "If I told you once, I told you a hundred times not to pull that trick on people. It's indecent, inappropriate, and immoral."

"Gah, give me a break, mom," Kit whined.

"Let's go somewhere else for now," Grace said to Izumi.

Izumi and Blaise wasted no time jumping out of their seats. They walked across the guild to the bar and took a seat on the stools, which was fortunate since the bar was completely packed. As they took her seat, Izumi noticed a petite woman with short purple hair running orders, looking rather haggard, but smiling nonetheless.

"Sorry for the wait, Grace," said Kinana, sighing tiredly. "It's been like this for a while now. I'm starting to wish that Fairy Tail would go back to the old days when we didn't have so many members. At least then there weren't so many dishes to clean."

"I know you don't really mean that," said Grace, smiling. Kinana stared at her blankly, causing Grace to sweat. "Er – anyway, where's Luna? I wanted to introduce her to Izumi."

"KYAA!" a woman screamed, followed by the sound of broken glass.

"That would be her," said Kinana.

Izumi and Grace turned in their chairs towards one of the farthest tables, where a few of the guild members were covered in glass and beer. Crumpled on the floor, soaking in beer next to the table was a lovely young girl with wavy brown hair and a pair of cute glasses. She wore a simple sky-blue blouse, a short, red skirt, a pair of red boots, and three different colored belts looping around her waist.

Izumi figured that Luna the Waitress had tripped over her feet and accidentally spilled the beer over herself and the people she had been serving. Izumi was surprised that none of the men were angry at her, but were actually laughing and telling jokes to each other. Luna moaned cutely as the beer seeped into her clothes, and Izumi couldn't resist looking down at her now see-through blouse.

"This adorable and clumsy girl is Luna Strauss," said the Narrator, "a lovely waitress working for Kinana in Fairy Tail. She has recently retired from active wizardy due to personal issues."

"Drăguţ…" said Izumi.

"Well, it looks like Luna's busy," said Grace. "It's a really nice person, if not a little clumsy. But you have to admit that a glass-wearing girl combined with her clumsy personality makes her total adorable. That's why she's so popular with the guys, and Ur, of course."

"Yeah, adorable…" said Izumi, who was still staring at Luna fixatedly. Blaise grimaced and smacked her across the face with her tail. "Ow! Ca face rau! You didn't need to do that!"

"You were staring at that woman's chest for three minutes," said Blaise dignified. "I might understand that you are jealous or even wishful, but staring at another woman's breasts is not proper behavior for a young lady and won't help your with your own problem."

"I don't have a problem," said Izumi quietly. Even as she said that, she looked down at her own chest and groaned. "It's not fair…"

"You two really are an interesting pair," said Grace.

The man sitting next to Izumi was suddenly pulled out of her seat and Ur took his place, slamming her face on the counter.

"God, mom can be so overdramatic sometimes," said Ur. "If she cried anymore, she'd flood the guild hall. And I'm not exaggerating, she'd really flood the guild hall. One time when I was six and scraped my knee, the master had to paid thousands of jewels to repair the flood damage." She craned her head to Grace. "Hey, Grace, shouldn't you be checking on your boyfriend?"

"Razor's not my boyfriend!" yelled Grace, red-faced.

"I never said it was Razor, did I?" said Ur slyly.

"But – I - he – ugh!" Grace stammered. She pushed off her stool and stomped away.

"So what's the 411 on those two?" asked Izumi. Ur blinked, having no clue what the expression meant. "What's going on between Razor and Grace? Are you a couple or something?"

"Well, not officially," said Ur, grinning. "Grace and Razor are both foreigners – Grace is from Caelum and Razor is from Minstrel. They arrived at the guild on the same day and when they picked out their first job, they chose the same one. And ever since then, they've been Fairy Tail's strongest two person team. They haven't told each other how they feel, but everyone knows those two are going to end up together. I guess you could say they were brought together by the red thread of fate."

"Red thread…" said Izumi. She held up her hand, surprising Ur with a piece of red thread. "You mean like this?"

"Er – Izumi, that's actually…"

"Blondie!"

Izumi screamed as the single thread became hundreds, constricted around arms, pinning them to her sides, and wrapped around the majority of her body. Izumi was lifted out of her stool, with Ur making no effort to save her, and was thrown back until her face was met with the bouncy bosom of Flare Corona. Izumi tentatively stared up at Flare, who was breathing heavily and staring at Izumi with demented look in her eyes.

"Um…hi?" said Izumi with uncertainty.

"Blondie is not Blondie, but looks like Blondie," said Flare crazily. "Maybe Blondie is Blondie, but Blondie doesn't look like Blondie because Blondie is different than Blondie looked like I had seen Blondie!" Flare's hair tightened around Izumi. " Then that means Blondie is back! Blondie is back!"

"Ajuta-ma…nu pot respire…," said Izumi winded.

"Uh, Flare…," said Ur, timidly approaching Flare. "Flare, that's not Lucy. That's her daughter, Izumi Dragneel. But now that you mention it, she does kinda look like Lucy, not that I've ever seen her before, just photos. What I'm trying to say is that Izumi is not Lucy."

"Yes, it's true," said Blaise, climbing onto Ur's shoulder. "The sad truth is that when Izumi was born, there were some complications during the birth and Lucy Heartfilia did not make it through the night.

"Blondie is…gone," said Flare with a hollow breath. "Blondie is not coming back home? Not coming back to me?"

"I'm sorry, Flare," said Ur earnestly, slowly reaching out to the hair cocoon that Izumi was trapped in. "Now would you mind letting Izumi…"

"No!" Flare screamed. Her blazing-red hair curled and uppercut Ur, throwing her into the air and over the bar counter, causing some of the glass on the shelves to fall and smash against the floor. Kinina cried and tried to pick up as much unbroken glass as she could. "You are trying to trick me, trying to take Blondie away from me! But you can't have Blondie! Blondie is mine!"

"She's not Blondie – I mean, Lucy!" snapped Blaise. "Get it through your thick skull, woman!"

"Kitty is trying to take Blondie away from me," said Flare with a deranged glare. "But I won't let her. Blondie is mine and only mine."

"Geez, why is the master never around when we need her?" said Ur.

"Please stop," asked Kinina pleadingly. "I'm running out of good glass."

Resigning to the situation, Ur jumped over the counter and pressed her fist against her palm as the temperature took a severe drop. Many of the people that had been nearby had scattered to the opposite end of the guild hall and Kinana had hunkered down behind the bar. But before Ur could call out her spell, Flare's billowed out and tangled around her body like vines – a few threads were even threatening to pulled down her underwear, much to the joy of many men.

Suddenly, a gunshot ripped through the air and Izumi and Ur collapsed on the floor. Flare whimpered loudly and started to tear up, falling on her behind as her precious red hair pooled around her in tiny shreds. Izumi, spitting out some hair that had gotten into her mouth, followed the sound of the gunshot to a table a few feet away that the guild members had jumped away from.

Leaning back into her chair with her feet resting on the table was a tall and slender older woman with dark green hair tied into a long braid. She wore a short, brown skirt, a dark green bra underneath a dark brown vest, a pair of snakeskin leather boots, a leather belt with a gold Fairy Tail buckle and holster, and a brown cowboy hat hanging over her eyes. She was holding a silver .45 colt revolver at Flare and a smoking cigarette between her teeth. Her Fairy Tail mark was branded in dark green on her left cheek.

The cowgirl pulled back the hammer of her revolver, almost daring any of them to make a move. When no one budged for thirty seconds, she twirled her gun around her finger and holstered it safely. She took a long drag of her cigarette, exhaling a small puff of smoke.

"What the hell is your problem?" said the woman irritably. "Lucy's dead – get over it. Geez, what's a girl gotta do to get a decent smoke in peace around here?"

"This gun trotting woman is Asuka Connell,"said the Narrator. "She is a natural shot that is known throught the country as "Bull's-Eye Connell. She holds the title as Fairy Tail's resident chain smoker."

"Now, now, there's no need for violence, Asuka," said Ur nervously, suspiciously creeping behind Izumi. "Flare was just getting a little ahead of herself and had another one of her…episodes. Isn't that right, Flare?"

"My beautiful hair…," moaned Flare, trying to pile up her precious curls.

"Whatever," said Asuka, taking another deep breath. "Just keep it quiet, will ya? It's been a long day and I really need a smoke."

"Um…" said a timid voice. Izumi and Ur rounded to the counter, surprised to see that one of them hadn't run away from Flare during her little rampage. Though Izumi did notice that her stomach was bulging, which must have meant that she was pregnant. "Actually, do you mind a bit, Asuka? I don't have a problem with you smoking, but could you not do it so close? I'm worried it might be bad for the baby."

"Tch, whatever," said Asuka, pushing her chair back and standing up. "You better pop that sucker soon, Wendy. You're starting to become a real killjoy."

"I am not!" snapped Wendy, pouting cutely as Asuka moved closer to the stage.

"Hey, Wendy," said Ur, taking a seat back at the bar with Izumi and Blaise. "I didn't know you were in the Guild Hall. I thought you would have been back home taking it easy for a while given your current condition. Why aren't you with Sora?"

"Oh, my child of a husband took Sora to a carnival in a neighboring town," said Wendy. "And since I'm pregnant again, he won't let me ride the trains because he think their "too dangerous". I swear, he paid this much attention to me when we were dating."

"You know he means well," said Ur, rounding to Izumi. "Izumi, this is…"

"Wendy Marvell, the Sky Maiden!" shouted Izumi excitedly. "Marina told me about you in her stories like the time you took down Nirvana and fought Lamia Scale's God Slayer."

"It's nice to have a fan," said Wendy, smiling. "But my name is Wendy Conbolt now and, as you can see, I'm not exactly a maiden anymore."

"How far are you along now?" asked Ur.

"Only a couple of months," said Wendy, patting her swollen stomach. "I still have a long way before I can see my new baby. I'm excited for when that day comes, but at the moment I want to know a little more about your friends, Ur. Your name is Izumi Dragneel, right? Natsu and Lucy's daughter?"

"That's me," said Izumi, gesturing to Blaise. "And this is my sister, Blaise Olivie Claus Ixpellia III, or Blaise for short."

"A pleasure to meet you," said Blaise.

"So you finally decided to show yourself, Blaise,"

"I know that chalkboard scratching voice anywhere," said Blaise lowly. She stepped a few feet to the side as Carla the Exceed dropped down from above, hovering a few feet off the counter just to show off her birdlike wings. "Carla. I knew something smell like month old tuna. What do you think you're doing here?"

"I lived in the Fairy Tail Guild for over twenty years now," said Carla in a dignified tone. "It is you who is trespassing on my territory. But as your benevolent future queen, it is only right that I should grace your with my kindness and allow you to stay here. After all, isn't it torture enough to let you live with the illusion that you may become the next queen?"

"Just because you are Queen Shagotte's daughter doesn't mean you're qualified for the job," said Blaise. "The reason ten candidates were chosen was because you are obviously not the one suited for the position. It should go to someone with who is well-rounded and sharp-minded."

"And you think that's you," said Carla, laughing insultingly. "You are only eight years old – a child at best."

"At least I don't dress like a child," said Blaise, referring to the Carla's colorful ensemble. "Seriously, you look like you're ready to start your first day of preschool."

"Resorting to name calling, are we," said Carla smugly. "Just what I would expect from a wingless kitten."

"You prissy little…" Blaise hissed.

"Now that's enough out of both of you!" snapped Wendy, scolding them like the experience mother she is. "You two need to start acting like adults – Carla, you can't make an excuse because you are one. Now both of you pretend to be nice or…or no fish for a week!"

"Ugh…fine," Carla groaned loudly. She held her paw to shake Carla's, much harder than she needed to. "Let's get along nicely, Blaise."

"Whatever you say, Carla," said Blaise, purposely sinking her claws in.

Wendy, looking very proud of herself, turned to Kinana and asked for a glass of milk, unaware of Carla and Blaise glaring daggers at each other behind her back. Wendy also ordered a strong draft for Ur and a tall glass of apple juice for Izumi since she was still a year underage, saying it was her way of welcoming Izumi to the guild.

Izumi, a little put-off that she was still under the drinking limit, turned in her stool which the glass in hand, looking around the expansive guild hall. there was a lot of interesting things to see in Fairy Tail: Grace arguing with Razor until she smacked him over the head with a dictionary, Flare trying to stitch her hair back together, Kit getting an earful from his/her mother, and Asuka puffing up clouds of smoke that occasionally cause the singer on stage to go into a coughing fit. Ur turned in her seat with Izumi, taking careful sip of her beer.

"What do you think of Fairy Tail so far?" said Ur.

"Is it always like this?" asked Izumi.

"Well, today's Sunday," said Ur. "So it's kind of a slow day."

"This is a slow day?" said Izumi surprisingly. "I haven't even been here for half-an-hour and already I think I'm in way over my head. But you know" she took another look around the hall, no longer resisting the urge to smile "this place looks really fun."

Ur chortled and tilted her head back, chugging down her beer with gusto. Izumi mimicked her friend and slammed her glass on the bar counter at the same time as Ur, letting Kinana slip away with the dishes before they could break them. As Ur and Izumi turned in their seats to watch the white-haired singer – Mirajane, Ur told her – Izumi began to wonder what other surprises Fairy Tail had waiting for her. And then slammed open with a loud crash!

Izumi, Ur, and nearly a third of the hall turned in their seats towards the doors. A tall teenaged man with a mess of white hair was standing at the threshold, panting hard like he had run a marathon. He wore a black jacket with a white fur collar, a white shirt beneath it, a pair of pristine white pants held by a leather belt, and a small necklace with three crystals. He carried a heavy broadsword that was the size of his body and was marked with a red Fairy Tail tattoo on his right forearm.

The weird swordsman stood at the entrance for a long time, panting laboriously, and some of the guild members had turned back to watching Mirajane after they knew who it was who had barged in.

"Hey, Haru, what's up with you?" asked Ur.

"Need…food…" said Haru weakly.

And then he collapsed face-first on the floor, stomach growling like a starving beast.

"And that would be Haru Glory," said Ur nonchalantly.

"Uh…" said Izumi.

And that about does it for this chapter, which is really nothing more than an introduction of some of the more important characters that will play larger roles in the story. At to those who are wondering: yes, this is the same Haru Glory from Rave – the Fairy Tail x Rave OVA is non-canon. And to those who are wondering: yes, Elie exists in this universe, but she will not appear for a long time. In the next chapter, we will complete the introductions, have the traditional Fairy Tail welcoming brawl, and hint towards a bigger mystery taking place around them. Please stay tuned for more.

Seven-Fiore Translator

Uriaşe! – Huge!
Drăguţ – Cute
Ca face rau! – That hurt!
Ajuta-ma…nu pot respira... – Help me…can't breathe…

Fairy Tail Guild Card

Name: Blaise
Age: 8
Magic: Battle Mode
Likes: Izumi, milk
Dislikes: dogs, Carla
Relatives: Izumi Dragneel ("Sister"), Marina (Legal Guardian)
Description: Blaise is a tenderhearted Exceed who also understands the importance of responsibility and is often the voice of reason for Team XL. She was discovered as an egg eight years prior by Marina and given to Izumi both to teach her about taking care of other and to have as a playmate. Blaise is one of the ten candidates carefully selected by Queen Shagotte to become the next Exceed ruler.