The Ice Dragon Slayer: Hero {Fairy Tail Fan Fiction}

{Chapter 1}

All characters and concepts in this story other than Hero Darkhour and the use of Ice Dragon Slayer Magic were created by Hiro Mashima.

THIS IS AN OC x CANON STORY. If you have a problem with that, do not read any further.

The story begins where Season 1 of the anime left off, after Laxus is expelled and they have the Fantasia festival with the new guild hall built.

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“We are now approaching Magnolia. The train will come to a stop in just a few moments. Please remain seated at this time.” The attendant called out through the cabin she was seated in. The young seventeen year old had dozed off during her long journey to the famous city. It had been her first time on her own and the night before her departure from the snow covered wasteland was filled with sleepless hours of anticipation. Her severe motion sickness was also bearable if she took a nap through the ride.

This girl’s name was Hero Darkhour, and she was a dedicated wizard. She came to Magnolia with one purpose; to become a part of the Fairy Tail guild. After three years of solitude and training in mountains, and two years of readjustment to society, Hero was finally ready to take her spot as a wizard in Fairy Tail. She could still remember the day she was offered to join as if it were yesterday. She began to look back on the memory in hopes that thinking about it would get her mind off of the bubbling feeling in her stomach.

An old, small man had approached Hero when she was twelve years old. Abandoned and scared in the middle of a blizzard and stuck in a cave, the young wizard-to-be cowered at the sight of another person. “What do you want?” She managed to stutter out, long dark locks covering most of her face. The old man carefully reached his hand forward, however he did not move from his spot at the other side of the small fire. He treated her as if she were as fragile as glass, gently tucking a few strands of hair away from her face. His arm reached at a disproportionate length, which had fascinated Hero more than it scared her. “How would you like to join a guild, sweetheart?”

It was not until five years after that event when Hero decided it was time to join. The old man told her that his name was Makarov and that he was the master of a guild called Fairy Tail. During his first encounter with her, he told her many stories about the countless people in the guild and the children that were around her age at the time who would grow up to be real handfuls. All of his stories inspired Hero to use the magic that was given to her more often. She trained day and night until she was sure that she would be able to hold her own against any opponent.

“Sir, I believe this is your stop.” The attendant waved his hand in front of Hero’s face while she reminisced on that day. Being addressed as a man came as no surprise to her, it happened regularly and in all honesty never truly bothered her. Her hair was cut very short, to the length of the top of her ears and shaggy all around. She was also very flat-chested, and her wardrobe leaned more towards the masculine than the feminine clothing.

Hero thanked the attendant and grabbed her bag before she stepped off of the train and looked out to the city. The last time she was in a city this big she was with her mother and she had a place to call home. All of it was a bit overwhelming at first. It took her a few moments to settle back into reality and pull out the map that Makarov had sent her after she had written him a letter. She navigated her way through the town, attracting a little bit of unwanted attention because of her looks.

Due to the fact that Hero was a cute girl who was often mistaken as a boy, both men and women alike would admire her appearance while questioning her gender from afar. The wizard had grown so accustom to it that she barely noticed the stares anymore.