Fairy Tail Pirates Crew

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈

It has been nine long, unbearable years since mother's death, and in that nine years, everything changed. Father and his army destroyed the whole magic society, starting by taking over the magic council's building and wiping out the members. They turned the building into their 'anti-magic-practices council' headquarters and extended the basement into three stories underground for whatever reason.

And then they went after the guilds.

An average mage is more than capable of holding their own against several regular soldiers. So the 'rune knights' and other members of the anti-magic-practices council wield magical armaments made from lacrimas. One by one, entire guilds fell to the might of the army. One by one, their members were captured and thrown off the face of Earth, never to be seen again. 

Little by little, my father led the way to the crushing of the magical world. Bit by bit, the legal mage guilds and dark guilds alike collapsed, bringing down the whole magic community.

This went at a steady pace for quite some time. Three or more guilds were annihilated each day. Hundreds and thousands of wizards were apprehended each week. And within five years, they have narrowed it down to five guilds, three dark guilds (Oracion Seis, Grimoire Heart, and Tartaros) and two legal guilds (Phantom Lord and Fairy Tail).

Phantom Lord was the first of the five to crumble, followed by the Oracion Seis. Grimoire Heart just gave away last year, and Tartaros was overwhelmed the previous month. But the army of the 'rune knights' had not made it out unscathed. Each battle resulted in an average of 185 casualties and 350 wounded on my father's side. But the means were mainly brought up by the three dark guilds, as most of the Phantom Lord members were powerless to put up a struggle.

Being the last wizard guild on the continent, Fairy Tail is being pursued by the entire force. Their guild hall was disintegrated seven times (but not always due to the troops) before they stopped bothering to rebuild it.

They were last seen eight days ago at Hargeon, a port town. Everything, every weapon, every warrior, every trick of the anti-magic-practices council was unleashed on them, but the guild still had the upper hand. Father lost more than two hundred of his man while ninety-eight of Fairy Tail's one hundred members managed to get onto their escape ship. The remaining two were arrested and ultimately killed. One of them was a defenceless young girl...

And the other one was their master, Makarov Dreyer.

His strength was befitting the name of the master of the strongest guild on Fiore and the only guild left on our continent. Mother talked about him with me when I was a seven-year-old ignorant of what would happen next year. She spoke of him as her father, my grandfather. 

I don't know what happened in their past that led them to such different lives, but Mr Dreyer... He is- was family.

His guild must have felt more than I did. They must have been more of a family to him than I am. But that didn't stop me from holding a mini-funeral for him in the backyard. Rainwater drenched my hair, the flowers, and the soil as I sat there grieving, trying to believe the water on my face was tears. 

Way too many things were reminding me of the past... Death of a family member. Rain on a funeral day. And a million wishes in my head that would probably never be granted.

I want someone to love and to be loved in return. I want to be a part of a real family with people who care. I want to live in a world where I am not alone in all of this. I want to live in a world where I don't have to hide my identity as a celestial wizard to survive.

I... I want to join Fairy Tail.

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June 28th, X784