A/N Hey guys Flare here with another chapter. Just to let you all know that this is a time skip. And I only took 3 years from it. So hopefully I can satisfy you guys. On another note, these time skips will each have several chapters to dedicate to character development and plot. For instance, Sting and Rogue will be slightly different as they change alongside their fellow slayers in terms of personality.
As for Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel, they will form a three-man team for now then afterward their team will get bigger as time progresses. Since we have some time skips, Draco Fang will have their own set of problems and enemies to deal with.
To answer certain questions. There will be some OCS arcs included in this story. So basically Fairy Tail will deal with the enemies they have in the original story but they will from time to time team up with the slayers if the situation calls for it.
For now, this chapter will primarily focus on Natsu, Wendy, Gajeel, and the other two slayers as they cope with their new teammates and find out about the condition of their former guild.
Lindsey (15 years old)
Raven (15 years old)
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Year X787
-December 1, Year X787 Hearth City-
The city awoke under a thick blanket of snow, the dawn struggling to pierce through the heavy clouds that hung low in the sky. The morning air was crisp and biting, carrying with it the promise of a bitterly cold day ahead. Nature itself seemed to have retreated into a state of hibernation, the usual cacophony of sounds replaced by a serene stillness.
As the first light of dawn began to filter through the clouds, the city slowly stirred to life. People bundled up in layers of clothing emerged from their homes, their breath forming clouds of mist in the frigid air. Despite the chill, there was a sense of quiet anticipation in the air, as if the city itself held its breath in anticipation of the day to come.
Along the snow-covered streets, the storefronts stood adorned with festive decorations, their windows aglow with twinkling lights and colorful displays. Shopkeepers bustled about, preparing for another busy day ahead, while pedestrians hurried along the sidewalks, their footsteps muffled by the soft crunch of freshly fallen snow.
Children, undeterred by the cold, frolicked in the snow-covered parks, their laughter echoing through the crisp morning air. With rosy cheeks and bright eyes, they built snowmen and engaged in snowball fights, their youthful exuberance a stark contrast to the quiet stillness of the winter morning.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, there was a palpable sense of camaraderie. Strangers exchanged warm greetings as they passed one another on the streets, their breath forming clouds in the cold air. In the distance, the sound of church bells echoed through the city, their melodic tones a comforting reminder of the season's festivities.
As the morning wore on, the sun struggled to break through the thick blanket of clouds, casting a soft golden glow across the snow-covered landscape. The trees stood tall and proud, their branches laden with snow, casting long shadows on the ground below.
In the heart of the city, amidst the snow-covered landscape, there was a sense of quiet beauty. The occasional flutter of a bird's wings or the rustle of leaves in the wind served as a gentle reminder that despite the harshness of winter, life still flourished.
As the day progressed, the city slowly came to life, its streets bustling with activity and its residents going about their daily routines. Yet, amidst the hustle and bustle, there remained a sense of tranquility, a quiet serenity that spoke to the beauty of the winter morning.
And so, as the sun rose higher in the sky and the day stretched out before them, the residents of the city embraced the beauty of the winter morning, finding warmth and comfort in the simple joys of the season. Amid winter's chill, there was still light to be found, a beacon of hope that shone brightly in the hearts of all who called the city home.
In the heart of the bustling city, a magnificent structure stood as a beacon of magic and camaraderie—the guild hall. Encircled by three interconnected buildings, it pulsated with the vibrant energy of its inhabitants, each structure resonating with the rhythm of life that flowed within.
To the left, the dormitory housing the adult men reverberated with the hum of awakening souls, while on the right, the women's dorm echoed with the laughter and chatter of the younger girls, creating a symphony of morning activity.
In a cozy chamber within one of the dormitories, sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow upon the blond-haired teenager who stirred from his slumber. With a soft yawn, he stretched, feeling the tendrils of dawn embracing him with its gentle warmth.
The allure of the shower beckoned, and he surrendered to its soothing embrace, allowing the hot water to wash away the remnants of sleep and invigorate his senses. As the steam filled the air, he emerged refreshed and renewed, a sense of vitality coursing through his veins.
Dressed in his signature attire—a vibrant ensemble of blue and gold—he descended the staircase with purpose, his footsteps echoing in harmony with the lively buzz of the guild hall. Gajeel's stoic presence, Natsu's fiery fervor, and the camaraderie shared among his fellow slayers painted a vivid tableau of unity and purpose.
Undeterred by the morning bustle, Sting ventured into the kitchen, his focus unwavering as he embarked on the ritual of preparing his morning sustenance. With each slice and spread, he infused his culinary creation with care and precision, a reflection of his unwavering dedication to his craft.
As the aroma of breakfast filled the air, mingling with the lively chatter of his companions, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. The day stretched before them, brimming with possibility and adventure, each moment pregnant with the promise of discovery.
And so, amidst the ebb and flow of morning activity, the guild hall stood as a bastion of friendship and camaraderie, its halls alive with the boundless energy of youth and the promise of a new day. In this bustling sanctuary, bonds were forged, adventures awaited, and the journey of a lifetime awaited its intrepid adventurers.
In the heart of the bustling guild hall, the camaraderie among the slayers was palpable, their interactions weaving a tapestry of shared experiences and unspoken understanding.
As Natsu and Sting exchanged greetings, their voices infused with warmth and familiarity, the air crackled with the energy of their enduring friendship.
"Yo Sting, how are you doing?" Natsu's voice carried the genuine curiosity of a friend eager to catch up, his grin reflecting the shared history they treasured.
Sting, ever the stoic counterpart to Natsu's exuberance, met his friend's inquiry with a measured response, his demeanor a testament to his unwavering determination. "Well, same old thing. Training my ass off to get stronger. What about you?"
Natsu's grin widened, his eyes alight with memories of their journey together, a journey that had transformed strangers into brothers-in-arms. "Well, you know training. But I'll say this everything feels so different compared to 3 years ago."
Sting, though initially puzzled by Natsu's remark, found himself nodding in agreement, his thoughts drifting to the trials and triumphs that had shaped their shared path.
Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Lector, Sting's faithful companion, whose presence added a layer of warmth to the scene. As Lector regaled Sting with tales of their shared exploits, Natsu couldn't help but feel a pang of camaraderie tinged with a hint of playful competition.
Amidst the laughter and camaraderie, a subtle undercurrent of rivalry simmered beneath the surface. Happy's newfound allegiance to Sting's cause ignited a spark of determination within Natsu, compelling him to reclaim his status as Happy's foremost confidant.
As the morning unfolded, the guild hall thrummed with the vibrancy of friendship and camaraderie, each interaction a testament to the enduring bonds that bound them together, their shared history shaping the foundation of their unbreakable bond.
Amidst the lively atmosphere of the guild hall, the prospect of embarking on a job hung in the air, tantalizing and full of promise.
"Want to go and do a job today? It will be a blast," Sting proposed, his tone infused with anticipation and excitement. Lector, ever the devoted companion, eagerly awaited Sting's response, his eyes bright with hope.
Sting, torn between the allure of adventure and the demands of training, found himself at a crossroads, his thoughts drifting to the myriad possibilities that lay before him.
"Well, that all depends on whether or not we train today," Sting mused, his gaze shifting to Lector, whose disappointment mirrored his own.
Natsu, ever the voice of optimism, interjected with a pragmatic reminder, his words imbued with a sense of practicality tempered by optimism. "Well, we'll just have to wait and see now won't we?"
As the morning routine unfolded, the guild hall buzzed with activity, each member immersed in their preparations for the day ahead. Gajeel, having finished his meal, stood poised to depart, his resolve unshakable as he prepared to face the challenges that awaited him.
Their plans, however, were soon interrupted by the unexpected sight of Rogue engaged in conversation with three unfamiliar figures, their presence a curious anomaly amidst the familiar surroundings of the guild.
The first of the trio, a vision of ethereal beauty, possessed cascading blue locks that mirrored the expanse of the sky above. Her attire, a testament to her affinity for the heavens, featured a blue-yellow tank top adorned with delicate frills, paired with a skirt that billowed like clouds in the breeze.
Beside her stood a young woman whose elegance and grace belied her age. With her snow-white hair tied in a ponytail, she exuded an air of sophistication, her outfit a fusion of timeless elegance and contemporary flair. A white shirt, intricately adorned with frills, complemented her silver skirt, while a plush coat provided warmth and comfort against the chill of the morning air.
Completing the trio was a girl whose vibrant personality shone through her every gesture. With purple tresses framing her face, she exuded an aura of confidence and independence, her attire a reflection of her bold spirit. A black tank top emblazoned with a fierce dragon motif hinted at her inner strength, while a pair of shorts and sneakers spoke to her adventurous nature.
As Sting and his companions observed the scene unfolding before them, a sense of curiosity mingled with anticipation, each member eager to get their day started.
The guild hall stood as a beacon of camaraderie amidst the bustling city, its doors welcoming both seasoned veterans and eager newcomers alike. Within its walls, bonds were forged and tales of valor shared, a testament to the spirit of unity that thrived within.
Amidst the morning hustle, three figures engaged in animated conversation, their laughter echoing through the courtyard. Oblivious to their surroundings, they were enveloped in their world, lost in the warmth of companionship.
Sting, his shadowy silhouette commanding attention, waved enthusiastically as he caught sight of his fellow Slayers. His presence, a blend of confidence and camaraderie, drew the gaze of those around him.
"Oi! We're coming," he called out, his voice a vibrant melody in the bustling atmosphere. The others turned, greeted by the sight of their fellow Slayers approaching with ease.
"Natsu-san! How are you doing?" Wendy's voice, soft yet filled with genuine warmth, resonated with the pink-haired Dragon Slayer. His grin widened, a silent acknowledgment of the bond they shared.
"Ne, ne, Wendy do you have any fish? I'm starving," chimed in Happy, his playful demeanor adding a touch of levity to the conversation. Carla, ever the voice of reason, interjected her words with a gentle reminder of boundaries and respect.
As they prepared to enter the guild hall, Raven's choice of attire sparked curiosity among her companions. Lindsey, her voice laced with concern, questioned the wisdom behind Raven's decision. Yet Raven, unwavering in her conviction, defended her choice with a sense of self-assurance that spoke volumes of her character.
"Let me just say that I feel more comfortable with my choice of clothing and fashion. Also, I don't like wearing stuff that restricts my movement. It just feels wrong," Raven explained her words a testament to her independent spirit and unwavering resolve. Mainly she just like to do the opposite of the usual norm.
The exchange, though light-hearted on the surface, hinted at the depth of their relationships and the bonds that bound them together. As they crossed the threshold into the guild hall, laughter mingled with the sound of clinking glasses, a symphony of camaraderie that echoed through the halls.
In the heart of the guild, amidst the laughter and chatter, lay the essence of their bond—a bond forged in the fires of friendship and tested by the trials of adventure. And as they embarked on yet another day, they did so with the knowledge that together, they were unstoppable.
Inside the guild hall, the air hummed with anticipation, suffused with the festive ambiance of the holiday season. Stockings adorned the walls, their colorful patterns catching the warm light from a majestic Christmas tree that bathed the room in a flickering glow. Laughter and chatter filled the air as Slayers mingled, exchanging tales of past adventures and eagerly anticipating new ones.
"Yo, Drew how's it going? Is there any training today by any chance?" Natsu's voice cut through the lively atmosphere, drawing Drew's attention. With a grin, Drew placed a reassuring hand on the pinkette's shoulder, his eyes twinkling with camaraderie.
"No, in fact, I was going to tell you sooner but for the remainder of this month, you guys are free from training," Drew replied, his tone carrying a sense of relief that echoed among the other Slayers. "Also, I think it's about time for you guys to go out and do some quests. Most of you need to work especially to survive."
Natsu's curiosity sparked at the mention of quests, his mind already racing with possibilities. His companions exchanged excited glances, their anticipation palpable.
"Right now I'm going on a quest with Melanie and Kane. And the job is located in another nation across Fiore's border," Drew continued, his voice tinged with excitement. "That means we won't be back for a few weeks or maybe a month. But don't worry, after we come back we're gonna do some cool stuff that I think you guys are gonna enjoy." As Drew's words settled, a sense of eager anticipation filled the air, setting the stage for the adventures that lay ahead.
The guild hall buzzed with renewed energy as slayers made plans and discussed strategies for upcoming quests. Amidst the lively chatter, bonds of friendship and camaraderie grew stronger, fueled by the shared excitement of venturing into the unknown.
As Natsu and his companions prepared to embark on their journey, a sense of purpose and determination filled their hearts, driving them forward into the thrilling unknown of their next adventure.
Meanwhile, at one of the guild tables, Lindsey and Raven meticulously organized the supplies, their anticipation palpable as they awaited the others to finish their preparations for the upcoming job. The table was scattered with maps, potions, and various magical artifacts, each item carefully arranged in anticipation of the adventure ahead.
For Lindsey and Raven, this job represented more than just a mission; it was an opportunity to forge deeper connections with their guildmates. In the hustle and bustle of their daily lives filled with training and job requests, moments like these were rare. As they worked side by side, they shared stories and exchanged anecdotes, laughter filling the air as they bonded over shared experiences and aspirations. As the minutes ticked by, their excitement grew, fueled by the promise of camaraderie and adventure that awaited beyond the guild walls.
Then as Melanie and Wendy made their way toward the guild entrance, Melanie's expression turned serious, her usually playful demeanor replaced by a solemn resolve. Wendy couldn't help but notice the change, a shift in Melanie's tone that hinted at the gravity of their impending conversation.
"Wendy, we need to have a serious talk when I come back, okay?" Melanie's voice held a sense of urgency, her eyes piercing with a mixture of concern and determination. Wendy felt a knot form in her stomach, a sense of unease settling over her as she braced herself for Melanie's words.
"What do you mean by 'talk'?" Wendy's voice wavered with uncertainty, her heart racing with anticipation. She sensed that Melanie's words carried weight, hinting at a discussion that went beyond the surface.
Melanie's gaze softened, but her expression remained resolute. "I mean we need to talk about your coming of age, Wendy. You're entering a phase of your life where things are going to get complicated, especially with boys." Her words were blunt, devoid of sugarcoating as she laid bare the challenges that lay ahead.
Wendy's breath caught in her throat, her mind reeling with the implications of Melanie's words. She realized that Melanie was offering more than just advice; she was preparing Wendy for the emotional rollercoaster of adolescence, urging her to confront the inevitable changes that awaited her.
"And it's not only you I'm going to speak to this about. Raven and Lindsey will be joining us soon for this conversation," Melanie added, her voice firm yet reassuring. Wendy nodded, a sense of solidarity washing over her as she understood that she wasn't alone in facing these challenges. With Melanie, Raven, and Lindsey by her side, Wendy felt a newfound sense of strength, ready to navigate the tumultuous journey of adolescence together. Being teenagers now meant going through Puberty and that has a lot of thing going for them.
"Okay, we're off now. We'll be back soon. Later," Drew's voice echoed in the guild hall, signaling the departure of Drew, Melanie, and Kane. As the door swung shut behind them, the atmosphere shifted, a subtle wave of anticipation enveloping the remaining guild members.
Eager to seize the next challenge, Natsu gravitated towards the request board, his movements purposeful and decisive. The rustle of paper drew the attention of his comrades, and Sting's curiosity was piqued as he leaned in for a closer look.
"What job request is that?" Sting's inquiry hung in the air, punctuated by the rustle of paper as Natsu revealed the details. Natsu, with a grin, explained, "The town of Rose needs some mages to help them with a delivery." His excitement for the upcoming mission was palpable, evident in the sparkle of his eyes.
The task, a delivery mission to Rose, promised adventure and challenge in equal measure. With determination etched on his features, Natsu presented the request to the bartender, his confidence unwavering as he sought approval for their upcoming endeavor.
Upon receiving the bartender's nod of assent, the group embarked on their journey, their footsteps echoing in the corridor as they made their way to the city gates. With each step, excitement mounted, fueling their anticipation for the trials and triumphs that awaited beyond the safety of the guild walls.
As they ventured forth, the familiar sights and sounds of the guild hall faded into the distance, replaced by the promise of new horizons and untold adventures. The camaraderie among the group strengthened with each stride, a shared sense of purpose driving them forward.
The city gates loomed ahead, a portal to the unknown. With hearts set aflame by the prospect of discovery, Natsu's group crossed the threshold, stepping into the vast expanse of the outside world. The journey ahead was fraught with challenges, but also brimming with possibility, beckoning them towards their destiny.
With each passing moment, the anticipation grew, a thrilling undercurrent propelling them towards the unknown. The road stretched out before them, winding its way through the countryside towards the distant town of Rose. Their quest awaited, and they were ready to embrace it with open arms.
...
-Two hours later-
The group's journey to the town of Clover had been fraught with challenges, primarily the ordeal of transportation that left them weary and disheveled upon arrival. As they stumbled into town, Natsu consulted Raven's map, eager to determine their proximity to Rose and the completion of their task.
Their fatigue was evident, with some members leaning on each other for support while others struggled to catch their breath. Despite their exhaustion, the urgency of their mission spurred them forward.
"We'll take a break over there," Raven suggested, gesturing towards a row of benches where they could rest and regroup.
Natsu took charge, announcing, "Gajeel and I will scout ahead to find the way to Rose." Gajeel's reluctance was palpable, his irritation evident as he protested being paired with Natsu.
"Now wait a minute there, Salamander! I never agreed to go with you! Besides, I have more important things to do than to hang with your sorry ass!" Gajeel retorted, his frustration simmering beneath the surface.
"Relax, Metal-head! I never said that we were gonna be there for long," Natsu replied, unperturbed by Gajeel's hostility.
Their argument drew unwanted attention, prompting Sting to intervene and diffuse the tension. "Can you two stop fighting for even a minute? You're making a scene," he pointed out, as bystanders halted to witness the clash between the two hotheads.
"What did you just call me, Salamander?!" Gajeel shot back, his voice rising with indignation.
"You heard me, Iron-shit!" Natsu countered, his tone laced with defiance.
Their altercation served as a reminder of the delicate balance within Draco Fang, where the consequences of defying their leaders were severe. Natsu and Gajeel, like the other guildmates, understood the importance of unity in the face of adversity, lest they incur the wrath of Drew, Kane, or Melanie.
Once again, Natsu's voice cut through the air with the clarity of purpose, his determination unyielding in the face of uncertainty. "All I said was that we find the best route to Rose, then we're good. Unless you have something else to say?" His words carried a subtle challenge, daring Gajeel to refute his logic. Despite Gajeel's initial reluctance, he couldn't deny the wisdom in Natsu's straightforward approach. The last thing they needed was to meander aimlessly, risking precious time and energy.
After a tense moment of contemplation, Gajeel grudgingly relented, his stoic facade masking a begrudging acknowledgment of Natsu's reasoning. A faint grin tugged at the corners of Natsu's lips as he and Gajeel departed, leaving the younger slayers to their own devices.
Meanwhile, Wendy's attention was drawn to the paper Raven held, a spark of curiosity igniting within her as she observed Raven's fascination with its contents. The allure of a nearby restaurant, boasting a tantalizing discount meal for its first anniversary, captivated Raven's imagination, promising culinary delights beyond compare.
"We should go," Raven exclaimed, her eyes alight with excitement. Yet, Wendy hesitated, her thoughts lingering on the painstakingly prepared boxed lunches she had lovingly crafted earlier. The notion of forsaking her homemade creations tugged at her conscience, a testament to her unwavering dedication to her guildmates' well-being.
"No, we are not going, Raven," Lindsey interjected firmly, her voice infused with a blend of practicality and concern.
Raven's initial enthusiasm faltered under Lindsey's pragmatic stance, her yearning for adventure tempered by the weight of responsibility. As Raven weighed the options before her, Lindsey's rationale resonated with a clarity that could not be ignored.
"Wendy cooked all of this delicious food and made bento boxes for everyone. Going to the restaurant would be an insult to her efforts."
"Yes, It definitely would be an insult if you didn't eat her cooking. Besides she spent hours preparing and cooking each meal. so at least show some appreciation for her effort." Carla spoke
An internal debate ensued as Raven considered the ramifications of her impulsive suggestion, grappling with the conflicting desires of indulgence and gratitude.
In a moment of clarity, Raven approached Wendy with a tentative smile, her gesture imbued with newfound understanding and appreciation. Wendy, ever gracious, extended a box personalized with Raven's name, her eyes reflecting warmth and sincerity.
"Here you go, Raven-san," Wendy said, her voice soft with genuine affection.
With trembling hands, Raven lifted the lid, revealing a veritable feast of culinary delights within. The contents shimmered with an ethereal glow, each dish a testament to Wendy's culinary mastery and unwavering dedication to her craft of cooking.
"Itadakimasu!" Raven declared, her chopsticks poised in anticipation of the culinary journey that lay ahead. With each bite, she savored the harmonious blend of flavors and textures, each morsel a symphony of culinary excellence.
"This tastes incredible!" Raven exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious as she savored the exquisite flavors before her. Wendy's heart swelled with pride at Raven's genuine appreciation, her doubts dispelled by the sheer joy reflected in Raven's eyes.
"Aye! The food is delicious, And the fish is even more tasty too" Happy spoke being content with his meal.
"Yes, You most definitely have my high remarks for this meal. It's delicious." Panther Lilly expresses his thanks.
Lecter and Froshe were too busy enjoying the meal but they were thankful even if they didn't say anything. Their smiles alone were enough.
As Raven relished the feast before her, Wendy's thoughts turned inward, reflecting on her journey of self-discovery and personal growth. Cooking had become more than a mere hobby; it was a way of showing appreciation to her guildmates since she wanted to do something to lighten their burdens every time, and what better way then through learning how to cook and making delicious meals.
As for the others, the rivalry between Gajeel and Natsu was legendary within the guild, a testament to their shared history and unwavering determination. From the moment their paths intertwined, sparks had flown, igniting a fierce competition that had endured through the years. Yet, beneath the surface of their rivalry lay a deep-seated respect, an acknowledgment of the strength and tenacity that defined them both.
Their rivalry, however, paled in comparison to the daunting challenge posed by their mentors: Drew, Kane, and Melanie. Under their watchful gaze, every training session became a grueling test of endurance and willpower, pushing them to their limits and beyond in a relentless quest for improvement. The sheer intensity of their training regimen was enough to strike fear into the heart of even the most seasoned mage, yet they endured, driven by a shared desire for greatness.
Wendy, too, felt the weight of Melanie's expectations bearing down upon her. The thought of disappointing her mentor filled her with a sense of dread and apprehension, driving her to push herself harder and harder with each passing day. Yet, amidst the trials and tribulations of their training, she found solace in the unwavering support of her guildmates, their camaraderie a source of strength and inspiration in the face of adversity.
Their journey was not without its moments of levity, however. Amidst the chaos of their training and the weight of their responsibilities, there were fleeting moments of camaraderie and joy. Whether it was sharing a meal or simply sharing stories of their past adventures, these moments served as a reminder of the bonds that united them, forging a connection that ran deeper than mere friendship.
As Sting and the others settled comfortably, the clinks of cutlery and murmurs of conversation filled the air, creating a lively ambiance in the guild hall. Natsu and Gajeel were conspicuously absent, presumably still navigating their way back from their latest escapade. The anticipation of their return added a layer of excitement to the atmosphere, tinged with the uncertainty of what antics the pair might have gotten themselves into.
Just as Wendy contemplated joining the bustling scene, Natsu and Gajeel strode in, their expressions a curious mix of satisfaction and irritation. Gajeel's demeanor, in particular, hinted at his discontent with having been paired with Natsu during their recent venture.
"Sorry, we're late. Figuring out the path to Rose turned out to be more of a challenge than we expected," Natsu offered, his tone tinged with a hint of defiance.
Gajeel couldn't resist a jab. "We might have found it sooner if someone didn't stop to drool over every snack stand in town," he grumbled, his irritation thinly veiled.
Natsu's reaction was immediate, his fiery temper flaring in response. "And what's that supposed to mean?" he shot back, flames flickering around him as he squared up to Gajeel.
Wendy, sensing the tension, interjected gently. "Please, Natsu-san, let's avoid conflict. You know the consequences if things escalate," she implored, her eyes shifting between the two with a mix of concern and urgency.
Reluctantly, Natsu relented, the gravity of Wendy's words sinking in. As the tension diffused, Gajeel, too, backed down, acknowledging the futility of further confrontation within the guild's walls.
Gajeel shivered at the thought of punishment, his mind flashing back to his last encounter with Kane. The memory was vivid: the anger in Kane's eyes, the swift retribution for his reckless behavior. He remembered the moment Kane had seized him, dragging him away to face consequences he still shuddered to recall.
The punishment had left him drained, his spirit broken under Kane's unyielding gaze. In the hush that followed, Wendy's words lingered, a silent reminder of the fragile balance they all sought to maintain within Draco Fang's close-knit community.
As they sat in the bustling tavern, their ears caught wind of a conversation drifting from a nearby table. The voices belonged to ordinary folk, yet their words carried weighty implications.
"Hey, guys, did you hear? Fairy Tail is being replaced now," a voice exclaimed.
"Wait, are you serious?" another voice chimed in, disbelief evident in their tone.
"Yeah, I just found out today. They're going to be replaced by another guild. I think it's called Twilight Ogre," the first voice explained.
The news hit Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel like a bolt from the blue. They had known Fairy Tail was struggling since their departure, but the notion of being replaced was a bitter pill to swallow. It seemed Fairy Tail's once-unshakable legacy was fading away.
Wendy's voice broke the heavy silence, her suggestion surprising even herself. "I know this may sound strange, but how about we go and visit?"
Natsu's face tightened with hesitation. "I don't know if that's a good idea… I haven't been ready to face Fairy Tail since we left," he admitted, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
Gajeel stepped forward, his tone practical yet reassuring. "Come on, Salamander. It's just a visit. We're not talking about rejoining or anything. We're simply checking in to see what's happening. We don't have any ties left to the guild, just like you."
Wendy nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We've moved on, and we're not going back to our old lives. It's just about seeing the place one last time and making sure everything's okay. It's not like we're planning to return or get involved."
Lindsey, offering her steady support, added, "It's not a permanent move or anything. If it helps you find some closure, it might be worth it."
Natsu looked at his friends, weighing their words. Their reassurances helped to ease his anxiety. "Alright, I'll go. If it's just a visit and not a return, then I can handle that."
Gajeel clapped Natsu on the back. "That's the spirit! Let's go see what's up without getting too tangled in the past."
"Okay, first question... how the hell are we going to get there? It's like a three to four-hour walk from here," Gajeel pondered aloud, his practicality shining through.
Wendy, with determination, invoked a spell taught by Melanie, her mentor. "Swift winds that soar through the heavens... Ascend!" she chanted, a light blue magic circle enveloping the group.
The enchantment granted them swiftness, propelling them towards their destination with newfound purpose. As they hurried to magnolia, uncertainty mingled with anticipation in their hearts. They knew this reunion was not gonna be fun but mixed with hard and bitter feelings. But they needed to face the past now with how time as passed by.
An hour later...
As the group reached the outskirts of Magnolia, Raven's eyes widened in awe at the sight before them. She turned to Rouge with a smile, eager to explore their former home of their friends.
"Wow... So this is Magnolia... It looks different than what I imagined..."
Rouge nodded, his usually stoic demeanor softening as he returned her smile. "This is our first time here after all. So we should take in the sights and enjoy ourselves in the meantime," he suggested a sense of adventure in his voice.
Meanwhile, Sting and Lindsey exchanged a knowing glance, silently agreeing to use sightseeing as an excuse to explore the town and spend time together. "We might as well look around to pass the time," Sting suggested, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Lindsey chuckled, her hand slipping into his as they vanished into the bustling crowd. "Lead the way, Sting," she said, her voice warm with affection.
Across the square, Gajeel and Panther Lily walked side by side, their conversation focused on uncovering any information about the events that transpired three years ago. "Agreed. We can't let our past continue to haunt us," Gajeel remarked, determination in his voice. "We need to find any clues on who framed us 3 years ago. Any information would help us out."
Panther lily nodded, his eyes scanning the crowd for any potential leads.
"Absolutely," he replied, his voice steady.
High above, Happy and Carla soared through the sky, their destination set on the new guild, Twilight Ogre. "Let's see what they're about," Carla suggested, her eyes alight with curiosity.
Happy nodded, his blue fur ruffling in the wind as they flew towards their destination. "Sounds like a plan," he agreed, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
As Lector and Frosch wandered the streets, Lector took the lead in conversation, pointing out interesting landmarks and sharing tidbits of knowledge about the city. "Isn't this amazing, Frosch?" he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.
Frosch's eyes sparkled with wonder, his tail swishing back and forth. "Fro thinks so too," he replied with a smile, his joy evident in his simple yet profound words.
Throughout their journey, each pair forged bonds and shared moments, unaware of the challenges and adventures that lay ahead.
...
-Sting and Lindsey's POV-
Sting and Lindsey stepped into Magnolia Square with a sense of awe and quiet reverence, their first time setting foot in the city that had been the heart of so many stories from Natsu, Gajeel, and Wendy.
The square was bustling with life—the sound of merchants calling out their wares, children playing near the fountain, and the murmur of townspeople chatting as they went about their day. Yet, despite the liveliness, there was a strange undercurrent to the atmosphere, a weight that seemed to hang in the air. It was as if the city itself carried the memories of the past, and the two Dragon Slayers couldn't help but feel it settle over them.
Sting scanned the area, trying to imagine what this place had once meant to Natsu and Gajeel. This was their home, the place where they had fought and laughed, where they had built bonds that had eventually shattered. Now, those same streets felt distant to Sting. He couldn't shake the thought that despite its beauty, Magnolia had betrayed them.
For Lindsey, the feeling was a little different. She walked slowly, absorbing the atmosphere as Wendy's stories replayed in her mind. The city was exactly as Wendy had described, vibrant and full of life, yet somehow, Lindsey couldn't help but feel the sadness woven into it all. The fountain in the center of the square glistened in the sunlight, but to her, it felt almost melancholic.
"This place… it's hard to believe they used to call it home," Lindsey murmured, her voice barely rising above the noise of the crowd. She glanced at Sting, who remained quiet, lost in his own thoughts.
As they wandered further into the city, they passed Kardia Cathedral, its towering spires casting long shadows across the street. Lindsey slowed her pace, remembering how Wendy had mentioned finding solace here when things got overwhelming. The thought of Wendy, so small and kind-hearted, coming to this place for peace made Lindsey's heart ache. There was a part of her that wanted to find that same peace here, but the weight of the past was too much.
Sting stayed silent, his sharp eyes taking in every detail.
He admired the city's beauty, the way life moved on without pause, but a heaviness settled in his chest. Magnolia had once embraced Natsu, Gajeel, and Wendy with open arms, only to turn on them when they needed it most. He felt conflicted—this was a place of betrayal, but it was also a place where their friends had grown, shaped by both the good and the bad.
They moved through the winding streets, passing market stalls that filled the air with the scent of fresh food and spices. For a moment, Sting smirked at the thought of Natsu tearing through the market, stuffing his face with whatever he could find. The image was almost comforting, a reminder of the Natsu he knew—carefree, impulsive, and always hungry.
"Natsu probably would've eaten half this market after a mission," Sting said, his tone light, but there was a hint of bitterness in his words.
Lindsey chuckled softly, the sound lifting her spirits for a moment. "Yeah, I can totally see that." But even the warmth of the bustling market couldn't fully erase the somber tone that lingered.
Magnolia wasn't just a city—it was a place filled with memories, ones they hadn't lived but could feel all the same. Every street seemed to whisper of a past they weren't part of but were now connected to through Natsu, Gajeel, and Wendy.
Eventually, they reached the edge of the square, where Magnolia's park stretched out before them. It was quieter here, more serene, as if the city's pulse slowed down in this peaceful space.
Lindsey let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, her steps becoming lighter as she and Sting wandered through the greenery. The park felt like a sanctuary, a place where the noise of the city faded into the background, leaving only the rustling of leaves and the distant chatter of people.
They found a bench and sat down, watching the city move around them while they remained still. The weight of Magnolia's past hung heavy in the air, and for Sting, this visit felt like walking through someone else's memories. He hadn't been part of the betrayal, hadn't witnessed the pain firsthand, but he felt it nonetheless.
It was as if the city itself carried the scars of what had happened to Natsu, Gajeel, and Wendy. For Lindsey, it was bittersweet. This city had once been a home, a place of warmth and camaraderie, but now it stood as a reminder of how easily things could change, how even the closest bonds could be shattered.
Magnolia was beautiful, yes, but its beauty was tinged with sorrow. As they sat in the park, neither Sting nor Lindsey spoke, content to let the quiet settle between them. This city had been the heart of their friends' lives, a place that had given them strength and then taken it away.
And yet, despite everything, Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel had found a way to move forward, to keep fighting. That resilience was something Sting and Lindsey could feel in every corner of Magnolia, in every stone and street, a silent reminder to the strength of those who had been cast out but never truly broken.
-Rouge and Raven's POV-
Rogue and Raven strolled through the cobblestone streets of Magnolia, their pace leisurely as they took in the sights. Magnolia felt both foreign and familiar—Rogue had heard the tales of this place from Gajeel and Natsu, the stories of camaraderie, of missions, of fights that shaped who they were. Now, as he walked through its lively streets, Rogue found it hard to reconcile those stories with the reality before him.
Magnolia was a city full of life, yet its past seemed to hum beneath the surface, as if the very ground they walked on carried the echoes of what had happened years ago.
Raven, always a bit more energetic than Rogue, bounced slightly on her feet as they passed the Magnolia Museum. Her eyes widened at the structure, curiosity piqued. "You think they have anything on Dragon Slayers in there?" she asked with a grin, nudging Rogue playfully.
Rogue smiled faintly, his usual calm demeanor steady. "Maybe. But I'm not sure we want to draw too much attention," he replied, though he couldn't deny a flicker of interest at the idea. Magnolia's history was tied to Fairy Tail in ways even he didn't fully understand, and it felt strange to be here, knowing what had happened to Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel years ago.
They stepped inside the museum, the cool air greeting them as they entered the grand hall. Exhibits of Magnolia's history lined the walls—portraits of old guild masters, artifacts from famous battles, and even magical relics that had been preserved for centuries. Rogue moved silently between the displays, his eyes scanning each one with quiet focus.
He felt a connection to this place, not because it was home, but because it was part of the legacy of those who had shaped his path. Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel had once belonged to this city, to the guild that had thrived here.
Raven, on the other hand, marveled at the exhibits, her tomboyish excitement barely contained. "This place is awesome!" she whispered, though her voice carried a little too loudly for the quiet of the museum. She paused in front of an exhibit showing old guild badges, her eyes catching on the familiar Fairy Tail emblem.
She frowned slightly, her hand unconsciously brushing over her own Draco Fang insignia. "Weird, huh? Thinking this was their life before."
Rogue didn't respond immediately, his gaze drawn to a section of the museum that displayed historical landmarks.
As they moved closer, a large map of Magnolia was spread across the wall, showing the city's layout. Raven's eyes followed his, and her breath hitched slightly when she spotted it—standing tall and proud in the far distance, the Fairy Tail guild hall. Its outline was unmistakable, even from where they were standing.
"There it is," Rogue said quietly, his voice low, almost reverent. The building loomed in the distance, still grand despite the years that had passed. For a moment, the weight of what the three ex-Fairy Tail slayers had endured seemed to press down on them.
That guild had cast them out, had betrayed them, and yet there it stood, a symbol of everything that once was.
Raven's expression shifted, her usual carefree attitude fading into something more somber. "That's the place, huh? Where it all went wrong."
Rogue nodded slowly, his thoughts heavy. "It's strange… seeing it in person. After everything." He didn't need to elaborate—Raven understood. Fairy Tail had once been a home, a family, to Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel. Now, it was just a distant building, something to be observed from afar.
They stood there for a few moments, neither of them making a move to get closer. The guild hall was a part of the city, but it wasn't a part of their journey. It never was for them neither was it for the 3 that had left the guild. Not anymore. There was too much history, too much pain tied to that place.
Raven crossed her arms, her gaze narrowing as she looked at the distant building. "We're not here for them, anyway. We're here for Draco Fang but also to know what exactly Natsu, Gajeel and Wendy plan to do once they face their ex guild again. if it even happens," she said firmly, almost as if reminding herself of their new purpose.
Rogue smiled faintly at her words. "Yeah. You're right."
They turned away from the distant sight of the Fairy Tail guild hall, continuing their exploration of Magnolia. But the image of that building, standing tall in the distance, lingered in both of their minds.
It was a reminder of the past, of what had been lost, but also of what they had gained. Magnolia wasn't their home, and neither was Fairy Tail. Their place was with Draco Fang and Hearth City, and as they walked through the streets of the city, they couldn't help but feel a deeper connection to the people they had met and familiarized with.
-Natsu and Wendy's POV-
Natsu and Wendy wandered through the familiar streets of Magnolia, their footsteps slow and measured as they took in the sights that once felt like home. The town hadn't changed much since they left, but with time, it felt both nostalgic and unfamiliar, as if the layers of memory and time blurred together. Natsu, ever the casual one, kept his hands tucked behind his head, while Wendy walked quietly beside him, her heart conflicted between the joy of being back and the weight of what had been lost.
They passed the marketplace, where lively vendors called out to sell their goods. Wendy smiled faintly, remembering how often they'd stop there after missions to stock up on food and supplies. She could almost hear Natsu's voice teasing her about getting extra snacks for Happy.
Natsu glanced at the river running alongside the street, its water sparkling in the afternoon sun. "Remember when we used to hangout here? I'd always try to get into trouble Gajeel to race me across the river, but he'd never take the bait."
Wendy nodded. "Yeah, and I'd practice my Sky Dragon magic by trying to dry off our clothes after you two got soaked," she added with a small laugh.
The memories tugged at them as they walked through Magnolia Park, where they used to rest after long days. The tree they had often napped under was still there, its branches swaying gently in the breeze. Natsu's gaze softened as he looked up at it. "I wonder if anyone else comes here now."
Wendy's smile faded slightly, sensing the shift in his mood. "It's been so long, Natsu. Things might've changed… but the memories we made here are still ours."
They continued walking, feeling the presence of the past all around them. Magnolia was still alive with the hum of daily life—people bustling about, laughter in the air, and the warm sun casting a golden hue on everything. Yet, for Natsu and Wendy, it felt like a walk through a dream, where everything was just out of reach.
Finally, they approached the street that led to the old Fairy Tail guild. Both of them fell silent as the building came into view. It stood at the end of the street, the same as it had been when they left, though its colors were faded and the atmosphere around it felt desolate. The large wooden doors, once open to welcome any and all, were shut tight.
Natsu stopped, his grin faltering for the first time that day. "There it is…" he murmured, his voice quieter than usual.
Wendy swallowed hard, the sight of the guild stirring emotions she had tried to bury. "It's been so long," she whispered. "But it's still here."
They didn't move closer, didn't dare to walk up to the doors. Seeing the guild hall again, standing in its presence after all these years, was overwhelming enough. The memories of laughter, of battles fought together, of guildmates now scattered, washed over them. It was like standing at the threshold of a home that no longer belonged to them.
Natsu clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on the doors. "You think anyone's been inside since we left?" he asked, though he already knew the answer.
Wendy shook her head. "I don't know… but it doesn't feel like the same place anymore, does it?"
"No," Natsu agreed, his voice heavy with the weight of the past. "It doesn't."
They stood there for a long moment, simply looking at the guild that had once been their everything. It was a strange feeling—nostalgia mixed with a quiet sadness. This place had been the center of their world, but now it was just a relic of the past, a reminder of how much had changed.
Eventually, Wendy broke the silence. "We should probably go… there's nothing for us here anymore."
Natsu nodded, though his gaze lingered on the building for a few more seconds. "Yeah. Let's go."
As they turned away from the old Fairy Tail guild, the weight of their past didn't disappear, but they walked forward with the understanding that some things could only live in memory. Magnolia may have stayed the same in many ways, but for Natsu and Wendy, the town had shifted—just as they had. It was no longer their home, but rather a place they had outgrown, even if it still held a piece of their hearts.
As Natsu and Wendy continued their exploration of Magnolia, the city unfolded around them like a cherished storybook, each corner revealing a page filled with memories. Wendy couldn't help but reminisce, her heart fluttering with a mix of nostalgia and something deeper. The streets felt familiar, and with each step, it was as if the past wrapped around her like a warm embrace.
"Do you remember that little café where we used to sit and watch the guild members come and go?" Wendy mused, glancing up at Natsu, who was energetically pointing out various shops and street performers. "I loved how they made those special honey teas. They were so sweet, just like… well, just like us."
Natsu turned, his expression brightening at the mention of the café. "Yeah! I think I drank way too much of that tea, though. I was buzzing like a bee!" He laughed, completely missing the flutter in Wendy's heart at the thought of their shared moments.
Wendy smiled, her cheeks slightly flushed, and continued to walk beside him. The way Natsu spoke, so carefree and oblivious, made her feel as if they were on a date—a whimsical adventure for just the two of them. She felt giddy at the thought, her heart racing in a way that was new and thrilling. It was the first time they had really explored Magnolia together in so long, and everything felt charged with possibility.
"Look, over there!" Natsu exclaimed, pointing toward a street vendor selling colorful cotton candy. "I remember how you used to get the biggest one you could find, and I'd try to steal bites from it!"
Wendy giggled, recalling the sugary delight. "And you always ended up with sticky fingers! I could never figure out how you managed to eat it so quickly."
Natsu chuckled, running a hand through his spiky hair. "What can I say? I've got skills!"
They wandered through the heart of Magnolia, where the square bustled with life. Street musicians played lively tunes, and children danced, twirling in circles. The vibrant atmosphere wrapped around them like a warm blanket, making Wendy's heart swell. She glanced at Natsu, who was completely engrossed in a juggler's performance, his eyes wide with wonder.
"It's so beautiful here," she whispered, almost to herself. "I can't believe how much I missed it."
Natsu turned, finally catching her gaze. "Right? I love this place! It feels so alive!" His enthusiasm was infectious, but Wendy's thoughts lingered on the deeper connection they shared, a current beneath their playful banter that she wished he could sense.
As they continued walking, they passed the old flower shop where Wendy had often bought blooms for the guild. She stopped to admire the display of vibrant flowers, her heart aching with memories of the past. "I used to come here all the time. Remember when I made that huge bouquet for Lucy's birthday?"
Natsu nodded, his expression shifting to one of fond recollection. "You made it look so good. I'm sure she loved it."
"I hope so," Wendy said softly, her gaze lingering on a bright blue flower. "It's just… everything feels so different now."
"Yeah, but we're back! We can make new memories," Natsu said, his carefree nature shining through. He leaned down, plucking a small flower from the display and handing it to her with a grin. "Here! For you!"
Wendy's heart skipped a beat. "Oh, Natsu…" She could feel her cheeks burning as she accepted the flower, its vibrant color mirroring her feelings. "Thank you. It's beautiful."
As they wandered further, Natsu led them to a bridge overlooking the river that wound through the town. The water sparkled under the sun, creating a picturesque scene that felt almost magical. They leaned against the railing, watching the ripples dance.
"Hey, do you remember when we had that epic water fight right here?" Natsu's voice was filled with excitement. "You soaked me completely!"
Wendy laughed, the sound light and carefree. "You deserved it! You kept splashing me with water!"
"Totally worth it!" he replied, laughing along with her, blissfully unaware of the deeper emotions swirling within her. Wendy's heart swelled as she gazed at him, feeling the weight of the moment.
"I'm really glad we're here together," she said softly, her heart racing. "It feels special, like we're starting something new."
Natsu turned to her, his brow furrowing slightly. "Of course! Exploring is always fun! Right?"
Wendy's heart sank just a little, but she smiled through it. "Yeah, just fun." Despite the fleeting disappointment, she cherished the moments they shared, knowing that for Natsu, it was all about the adventure.
They continued to explore, moving from the bridge to a nearby park, where they watched the sunset paint the sky with hues of orange and pink. Wendy leaned against a tree, feeling peaceful and content.
"Look at that!" Natsu exclaimed, pointing to a group of ducks waddling by. "They're so cute!" he spoke with the innocence of a child.
Wendy laughed again, feeling a warmth spread through her. "You're right! They really are!"
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Wendy stole glances at Natsu, who was animatedly discussing the next place they should explore. His energy was contagious, and despite her longing for something more, she felt grateful for his friendship.
This day, filled with laughter and nostalgia, was a gift—a reminder of their bond. No matter where their paths led, Wendy knew they would always find their way back to moments like this, even if Natsu remained blissfully unaware of her deeper feelings. And for now, that was enough.
As the two were having a good time making new memories, Fate intervened in an unexpected collision. Amidst the throng of bustling pedestrians, Natsu was lost in his thoughts, his mind still buzzing from the sights and memories of Magnolia. In his distracted state, he bumped into a figure he vaguely recognized, sending them both stumbling.
"Ow! Watch where you're going!" The voice, tinged with irritation, sliced through the ambient noise of the street. Natsu turned, a curious expression settling on his face as he saw a familiar figure sprawled on the ground.
"Natsu-nii?!" The incredulous voice belonged to Romeo, his surprise palpable as he scrambled to his feet, brushing off his clothes.
"Romeo?!" Natsu and Wendy exclaimed in unison, their astonishment matching Romeo's as they processed the unexpected reunion.
A/N and done that concludes this chapter. Hopefully, you guys enjoy this read. Revisions are not fun but are greatly needed.
Now enough of that. This next chapter will focus on Fairy Tail's condition now that they've been replaced, and learning some shocking truths.
Also, I'm going to give you guys a little treat.
Character bios and yes some have been revised
Character Profile: Lindsey Emilia
Age: 19
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Magic: Silver Dragon Slayer Magic, Dragon Force
Age: 15 years old
Mother: Lustra the Silver Dragon.
Father: Unknown.
Character Profile: Raven Voidsong
Age: 15 years old
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Black
Magic: Void Dragon Slayer Magic, Dragon Force
Mother: Yamestra the Void Dragon.
Father: Unknown.