Yo! I'm back! If you see POV jumps in this... i'm just lazy to edit the whole thing to a 3rd POV. And i think that part was better explained in Runa's POV as well.

Apologies for the 'Fairy Tail Zero-centric-ness' in the first few chaps. Just wanted to get Runa's background outta the way and give a small limelight to the founders and such.

WARNING! FT AIN'T MINE, SLOW UPDATES, POSSIBLE OOC-NESS AND LIGHT CUSSING. But expect good grammar, cause I can't stand bad grammar (no offense to anyone out there).

Rewritten 28/12/14, Uploaded 16/7/15

After Runa had recovered from cussing out Purehito (and Makarov from the shock of his life), they sat down to discuss what was to be done now.

"So… You really should head back to the guild you know? I think I've held you up for long enough." Runa said, sighing a little as reality sunk into her head.

"Hmm. What about you then? Where will you go from here?" Makarov looked at Runa, who was looking at the sky like she was mourning. The wind chose this moment to send a gentle breeze towards them, making her dark red hair flap softly.

"… Who knows?" she said nothing more.

A short silence settled upon them.

"You know, I'm not stopping you from returning to the guild." Makarov broke the silence. Runa's eyes widened for a moment before returning to normal. Slowly, she turned her head to look at him.

"…Really?"

Makarov grinned. "Of course. Once a Fairy Tail member, always a Fairy Tail member. We're here for you as long as you need, mourning is normal for any human being.

"… Thank you…" Runa felt tears pricking at her eyes, threatening to spill. She wiped them away. "I'll be fine. I'm sure Mei-chan lived a good life with the guild anyway."

"I'm sure she did. I can imagine how close you two were, judging by the nickname you gave the First."

"We were all very close." Runa stated before snickering a little naughtily, the mischievous side to her craning its head. "At least you could still figure out Mei-chan and the First are the same person."

"Wha-! Of course I could! No being rude!" He scolded, albeit taken a little by surprise.

"YOU were rude first by interrupting me!" Runa retorted, standing up to face Makarov fully. He did the same before saying his next sentence, the two unintentionally beginning a glaring contest.

"I'm the master! I have every right!"

"That's an excuse!"

"Shaddup you little brat!" Makarov yelled, obviously getting irritated.

"And to think Mei-chan chose someone like you as the second master." Runa put a hand over her heart and lamented dramatically.

"It's third!" he corrected.

"WHAAAT? Then who was the second?" The drama in her expression disappeared and curiosity replaced it.

"... It might be better if you didn't know..." He said after a short pause, fearing another outburst if she knew that the second master was exactly the person that sealed her for 20 years and betrayed the guild.

"Try me." She crossed her arms, feeling curious and a little suspicious.

"…The same person who sealed you for the last 20 years. Purehito."

"You have got to be shittin' me." Her jaw dropped before she began muttering lowly, an aura of regret and fury suddenly circling her. "I should've excommunicated that traitor the moment I became master."

"Hang on. Did you say you were the master?" Makarov's chain of thought screeched to a halt at hearing that.

"Uh, yes?" Runa blinked blankly at him, seeing his comical reaction. Then she understood why. "OHHHH… well, Mei-chan was technically the First. But I was supposed to be master. In the end I still left the burden on her..."

"Sigh… this is a mess." Makarov rubbed his temples, feeling an oncoming headache. "But I guess you could explain later."

"So you assume I'm returning to the guild?" She just grinned mischievously in response

He just grinned back in response. "Anyway. How are you feeling now?"

"Much better." Runa let out a small sigh of relief, smiling and looking content for the first time since they met, proceeding to lie down on the boulder beside her while fidgeting with her bracelet . "Just a little hungry."

"Good. Then let's get back to the guild. Rula, was it? I'm sure the whole guild would like to get to know you." And then he smiled at her. Wait… or was it a smirk?

Then, what he really said clicked…

"It's RUNA you little old man!" Runa screeched and proceeded to chase him around the island.

=Bow Wow Woof Bark=

On the way to the guild (via boat)…..

Runa felt AWFUL.

'Wait. Awful doesn't even begin to describe it! I've been on a boat before, and I was fine!' Her face paled and her stomach felt like it was kicking her.

"Urrgh…." she moaned dreadfully as a wave of nausea hit her, trying not to fall and legs feeling like jelly. She leaned over the railing of the boat, trying to focus on the cool breeze and scenery instead of her poor stomach. It reminded her of many things, one of them being the days where she rode Crystial, making him fly here and there. Reminiscing old times, she managed to reduce her discomfort.

From one corner of the ship, Makarov was studying her actions.

'Runa may know where and when she is, but it is obvious her mind is still in the past. Things have changed, including people as well as the guild. How is she going to react when she finds out she isn't the only one of her kind anymore?' he thought, walking towards her.

Noticing the extra figure, Runa turned to face him only to be hit with another wave of nausea.

"Hang in there. Keep squirming and your bracelet might fall in to the water." Makarov teased, trying to make her feel better. It garnered the exact opposite reaction.

She tensed and panicked, turning away from the water, gripping her wrist in reflex and checking to see if the clasp was still on. Seeing that it was all fine, she added a layer of ice to the clasp as an extra precaution and slumped to the ground.

"… that bracelet is really important to you isn't it?" Makarov started, still a little shell shocked.

"It… it's a gift from my dragon. And I modified it in my favour, so yeah. It's the most important thing to me in the world. Plus my waist pouch here." She spoke and clutched her pouch that was now in her hands.

Makarov hummed thoughtfully.

They hit a rough patch of sea and Runa began turning green again. She let her fringe fall and cover most of her guild mark.

"Ok aside that," Runa began as she lifted the hood on the grey jacket Makarov gave her to cover her face, the wave of nausea building up yet again. Clinging to the railing before she could fall, she managed to ask: "A-are we t-there yet?"

At the guild

Mira looked at the clock for the umpteenth time. 'Master is very late. He's never this late.' Mira thought to herself. She worries because master being master… he can have his… pervy moments.

"Where is he?" she ranted to Gray sitting in front of her at the bar

"Relax Mira. So what if master is a little late? He's probably off goofing around somewhere." And he proceeded to down his ice cold drink.

"That's why I worry!" and she started to pace again.

"Master knows how to protect his image. In fact I think he's on his way back now."

Just as Gray said that, Master Makarov returned.

Runa's POV

This is just downright creepy. I'm getting WAY too many surprises today. First, I'm 90 years too young. Second, I've a little old man as my master now. Third, I cannot ride in a boat anymore without wanting to spill my guts. Fourth, the guild now looks like a FREAKIN CASTLE! (Not that I'm complaining about that). Fifth, I have a traitor to hunt down. And now, I feel like I've walked into uncharted territory when I'm walking into my own guild.

JUST GREAT. I feel the stares of my guild mates (that I have no clue as to who they are) burning into my back as I walk in behind master. I hear whispers too, as I walk in and pull my hood a little further down. Something about master actually getting one? I didn't want to hear this shit… Stupid dragon hearing! He walked to the bar counter where a raven haired man, who is surprisingly not wearing a shirt and drinking a frozen glass of… something, is sitting and a pretty silver and long haired lady is behind the counter. As we approach them, the silver haired lady began to bombard master with questions.

"MASTER! You're late! Are you ok? Did something happen?" Ouch. My ears! Dragon hearing is very sensitive okay?!

"Yes, yes I know I'm late. Something came up." Something came up? Lame excuse. The silver haired girl's gaze trailed over to me. "Who's this?"

Oh crap. The question I feared. How are we gonna answer this question? We gonna say that he found me on Tenroujima encased in ice crystals and freed (HAHAHA freed Freed, as in Freed Justine, geddit? No? Well screw you) me? It may be true but no one would believe it! Heck they'll think we're crazy!

"Ah…. This… this is a long story. I'll explain. Mira, Get Erza and meet me in my office." Erza? Pretty name. But who is that? The silver haired barmaid who master called Mira, called out to a scary looking redhead wearing armour and a blue skirt.

"Erza. Master wants to see us." Mira said to the redhead. THAT'S ERZA? My mouth gaped slightly at the shock.

"Runa, come." Master noticed I wasn't paying attention and beckoned me to follow him.

I followed him into a cozy looking room with a large desk facing the front door and drawers of what apparently was paperwork. There was paperwork and books all over the place as well. Papers on the floor, on the drawers, the windowsill, the... potted plant? Good god, DOES HE EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF CLEANING?

Taking a whiff of the place, I cringed. "Eww. This place is a mess."

"I have more work to do than you think."

"Still, take some time to clean at the very least!" I picked up a book from the floor and placed it on the also messy desk. Master just grunted and sat down in his chair.

"Sit, while we wait for Mira and Er-"

"Master. Are you sure about this?"

He raised an eyebrow before answering tiredly. "About what, child?"

"I mean, bringing me back to the guild. I am not supposed to even exist now! I'm supposed to be dead! In fact I disappeared from the face of the earth without a trace for 90 years!"

"It doesn't matter how long it has been. As long as you're alive, you'll always be a part of our family. That is what being is Fairy Tail means. You of all people, as a founder and 'supposed' first master of the guild, should know best." And then he gave me a genuine and warm smile.

I could feel tears pricking at my eyes. I was at a loss for words. "Master… thank you." I wiped away a stray tear. "AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'SUPPOSED' FIRST MASTER?!"

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What I wished for, the ultimate form of this guild is now before my very eyes. I couldn't possibly ask for more.