Hey all. Hope you like this new story idea I had. I have no idea where I'm going with this but hopefully it's somewhere good. Alright, enjoy.

Fiore, near the border of Seven

Flames, that was what you could see everywhere you looked. The small town of Black Ivy, only two days walk from the border of Seven, was aflame. Every single house was being burnt to the ground and its citizens were running around trying to escape.

One such citizen was a young woman with tanned skin and shoulder-length purple hair. She wore an orange bikini top and matching skirt, along with red bands around her arms and a flower headdress. Her name was Enno and she was running as fast as she could, making sure not to damage the thing in the basket she carried.

She'd lived in Black Ivy for a year and a half now. She used to live in a big city called Magnolia, but had moved away for a more peaceful life.

But that peace had been shattered by the Dark Guild Nightmare Bloodhound, who were attacking and looting the village causing the townspeople to flee Enno included.

"There's one over there!" Crap, she'd been spotted. Enno picked up the pace and ran as fast as her legs could carry her, right out of the town and headed out into the countryside. "You won't get away!" He was right. They were catching up. What would they do when they got her? and what would happen to him?

As said before, she had once lived in Magnolia but had moved away. While in Magnolia, she had been in a relationship with a wizard named Macao. He was a member of the Fairy Tail guild, where she'd been a dancer who performed a lot at the guild and had acquired many fans, one of which being said fire mag. She had seen him watch her from a distance, and though he was about six years older then her, she had found him cute and had asked him out. This led to a two-year relationship before she decided to leave the hustle and bustle of city life behind.

Of cause, if Enno had waited a week or two, she might not have left at all. Not after learning about her condition, leading to the thing she carried in her basket. Little Romeo.

Romeo was a perfect mixture of his parents. He had his fathers hair and her eyes, his nose and her face. Her baby slept peacefully despite the movement caused by his mothers running.

Enno found herself entering the forest she liked to spend her free time in, she knew there was plenty of good places to hide in there and not long after, she was curled up in a small hole under a large rock. But even now, she didn't feel safe. Those men would find her and take her away. They would take her baby and do god knows what. She had to do something to save him.

It was then she spotted the river and an idea came to her. It may seem a bit cliché, sending a baby down the river, but what over choice did she have? She knew that river, she had walked along its banks many times, and remembered it was very straight and had gentle current, which went through the centre of another town two miles downstream.

Someone would find him. Someone would protect him, right? It was her only choice. Slowly. she moved out of her hiding spot and down towards the river before looking back inside the basket. Romeo had woken up and was looking up at his mother with his big curious eyes.

"Romeo," she said quietly, "please know that mummy loves you." She was beginning to tear up, "I know you'll be confused for a while but I promise I did this for your own good." She went into her pocket and pulled out two things.

The first was a pen she always carried, a habit she had picked up from always needing to sign autographs, and the other being a photograph of her and Romeo on the day he was born. Quickly, she scribbled a note to whoever finds him and placed it in the basket. before kissing her baby on the forehead and slowly lowering him onto the water. The basket floated in place for a second, but eventually started moving and carried him gently down the river and deeper into the forest.

"Be safe," she said before getting up and running in the opposite direction. The men saw and chased after her, oblivious to the basket she had previously had.

The Pulchra Forest was a ten-mile wide woodland surrounding a large mountain and is known as a mythical place where many magical creatures lived. It was one of these creatures that was walking to the river to collect water when she heard it.

Leanille was a wood elf. Her skin was brown, with light blue hair and brown eyes. She reached the edge of the river when she heard a sound, high pitched and loud. Fearing someone may be hurt, she followed it and found the origin to be a small wooden basket that floating on the water while stuck on a large rock pointing out of the other side of the stream.

She held out her hands and waved them around. As she did, a nearby tree began to move and bend over so that its branch hooked around the basket handle and lifted it up before slowly moving over to her and gently dropped it into her hands.

She looked inside and gasped at what she saw. "A baby?" she removed the infant from his cradle and held him close to her. "There there," her gentle voice soothed him and the crying stopped. "That's better," she looked down at the baby. "Now young one, how'd you get here?"

"I'd like to know that too." She looked up to the skies as the grand voice filled the air. She wasn't scared, she knew that voice, it belonged to an old friend.

"Starvern," She said as the area was filled with a giant dragon. He was mainly yellow with a white stomach, neck and lower jaw. He also sported blue horns, two on his head, one on his nose and each of his elbows along with the crooks of his wings. White hair ran from between his head horns and down the back of his neck, and on his forehead between his eyes was a large red crystal.

"What is the great Strata Dragon doing this close to the forest edge?" Leanille asked, "you usually stay near your mountain cave."

The dragon looked down at her, eying both she and the baby she carried. "I sensed a new magical power entering the territory and came to see if it was safe or not. And it looks like I found it.

"You can't mean this one. can you?" She asked while showing him the baby, "he's only a youngling. He can't have much magic power."

"He may be young but he is also human," Starvern told her. "And their magic can know no bounds, even in infancy. So I ask you, where did he come from?"

"I just found him," she pointed to the basket. "He was in this basket on the river."

The dragon looked upstream for a moment, "was anything else in this basket?"

"I haven't looked," she knelt down and place the baby on the grass as she opened the basket and found only one thing inside. A photo of a human woman laying in a bed holding a baby. Was this the child's mother? She turned it over and found writing.

Please protect my Romeo

The rest of it was a list of things needed to know about this boy, his birthday and what he needed to eat. Whoever sent this child down the river seemed to care about him.

"Romeo?" she said the name out loud and noticed a reaction from the baby, "what a lovely name."

"It seems this child has escaped a horrible fate," Starvern said to the elf. "The mother must have been in trouble and sent the boy downstream."

"The poor thing," Leanille picked Romeo up and held him close to her heart, the beating soothing the child. "What do we do with him?"

"He is human and belongs with them," the Strata Dragon told her.

"But he may not have anyone to look after him," she replied while looking down at him. Romeo looked back up at her, his eyes full of wonder and he tried to play with her hair. Seeing this filled Leanille's heart with a warmth she'd never felt before. This quickly made her decision, "I'll care for him."

Starvern raised an eyebrow. "Leanille, do you honestly believe you can raise a human child?"

"Their not that much different from elves," she held the child closer. "I can't explain it but I feel like this child was meant to come to me, so I will raise him as if he were my own kin."

Starvern smiled, the elf's kind heart something he was glad existed in this often uncaring world. "A human with an elven mother. Now I have heard everything."

"Mother?" She repeated before smiling, "mother. I like the sound of that." She looked back up at the dragon. "Okay. Starting today, I will be this child's mother."

Starvern looked down at the new family and couldn't help but smile. "Very well, I will entrust this child safety to you."

"Thank you," Leanille said looking down at her new son. "You hear that? You'll be staying with me." And in response, Romeo laughed.