The Multi-Maker Mage

The New Maker Mage

It was like any other day at the guild. Natsu and Gray are fighting, Erza is eating her strawberry cake, Lucy is sitting at the bar drinking one of Mirajane's famous strawberry shakes, and Mirajane is behind the bar washing dishes. Suddenly, the doors to the guild burst open, and a cloaked person walked through. Everyone in the guild immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at the door.

"May I see the master of this guild?" They whispered. Wendy kindly approached them.

"He's upstairs in his office. Would you like me to show you?" Wendy said, in her sweet little voice.

"If you would, please." They whispered. Wendy then led the stranger to Makarov's office. Everyone went back to what they were doing as Wendy led them up to the second floor. Suddenly, Natsu quit fighting with Gray and went to sit beside Lucy.

"I wonder who they are," Natsu stated.

"Me too," Lucy replied. Mirajane went to stand in front of Natsu to take his order.

"I felt a lot of magic coming from them. Did you feel it too?"

"Yeah, I did. I wonder what it is." Lucy said.

"I don't know, but I have a gut feeling we'll be finding out soon," Natsu said.

As Wendy led the way to Makarov's office, she tried to make small talk.

"What is your name? If you don't feel comfortable telling me, that's okay. I just want to get to know you more. You seem like a nice, shy person." Wendy said, trying to make small talk.

"My name is Alex Ayuma. What's your's?" Alex said, shyly.

"My name is Wendy Marvell. I'm a sky dragon slayer. I mostly use my magic to heal more than fight." Wendy stated.

"Really? I've never met a dragon slayer before." Alex said. Soon enough, they reached the Master's office.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Alex. This is the Master's office." With that, Wendy went back downstairs. Alex quietly knocked on the door. A faint 'come in' was heard from the other side. She hesitated but opened the door. When she walked in, she was greeted by a short man about 4 feet tall with white hair and a beard.

"What can I do for you?" Makarov said.

"I would like to join your guild, sir," Alex said quietly.

"Okay. I have a few questions I need you to answer so that I can send them to the Magic Council so you can be an official member. Please have a seat." Makarov said, gesturing to a nearby chair. Alex took her cloak off and draped it over the chair before sitting down.

"So first question, name?"

"Alex Maliceia Ayuma."

"Age?"

"17."

"Magic?"

"Um, Multi-Maker."

"Any Relatives?"

"Not that I know of. My parents passed away when I was young, and my aunt Ur took me in. She also taught me magic."

"I'm sorry for your loss. Last question: Where would you like your guild mark and what color?"

"I would like it on the front of my right shoulder in silver outlined in gold, please."

When Makarov finished writing everything down, he looked it over and took a gasp.

"What is it, Master?"

"Are you by chance the Alex Ayuma that happens to be the strongest mage, even surpassing Zeref?" Alex nodded her head while blushing.

"Well, then let's make you an official member, shall we?" Alex again nodded her head. Makarov hopped off his chair and headed out of his office. He walked down to the bar and grabbed a stamp. He then set the stamp to the colors Alex wanted. She bent down so he could stamp her shoulder. After he stamped her shoulder, Makarov headed to the stage and grabbed a microphone. He tapped it a few times to make sure it was working. This got everybody's attention.

"Listen up, brats! We have a new member."

There were whispers of "who" and "really" heard from the crowd. Alex stepped forward and looked out at the crowd sheepishly.

"This is Alex Ayuma! Yes, she is the Alex you heard of from the rumors. Now, please treat her like family. That's all." With that, Makarov went back to his office to finish the paperwork.