You take out the two katanas from your back holders and present them to the red haired girl. "Amazing! (Your name)! Such blades, I must know where you acquired them!" Erza exclaimed as she admired the twin swords in her hands.
"The blacksmith from my hometown, Mr. Kinzoku, made them especially for me. He used his special steel to make them so that they don't rust or become brittle. They can cut through almost anything with one swing." You take the two blades from her and begin to demonstrate your swordsmanship. The katanas were your pride and joy. You couldn't help but brag about them.
Erza smiled as she saw you enjoy each movement of the two swords. It was your second day at Fairy Tail and, after learning all the rules and ropes of the guild, you decided to spend the rest of the time sparring and talking about swords with Erza at the park. It was your first time meeting another female swordsman and it was hard not to get all excited while sharing your love for beautiful weaponry. Erza didn't seem to mind your excessive enthusiasm and, in fact, gladly participated in the passionate discussion of swordsmanship.
"This is the Heaven's Wheel Armor. With it I can fly and summon multiple swords to fight my opponent." Erza stood proudly in her special armor with both hands on her hips. She even demonstrated her sword manipulation.
"Wow! It's gorgeous. These swords!" You gingerly pick one up and admire the superb quality. "Oh my gosh! And these wings!" You touch the wings to feel the cool metallic feeling while admiring the aesthetic. "I'm so happy right now~"
It was a bit of a shock for the rest of the guild, but you and Erza quickly became good friends. Her intimidating nature is definitely a force to be reckoned with but she emulated a kindness and warmth that you deeply admired. As a fellow swordsman, you respected and understood her serious and diligent attitude. The weapons you both used are indeed beautiful and can even be considered fun at times. But they are nevertheless tools of violence and require utmost strictness when handled. While it seems outside of your character, similar to Erza, seriousness is very much a part of you. Erza seemed to enjoy your company as well. With you, the friendship came naturally and did not require excessive energy. Your cheerfulness was a refreshing alternative to Natsu's interpretation of the word. In fact, your energy seemed to exemplify comfort and gentleness. As you admired her, Erza admired you.
"Erza, thank you for being my friend. I was actually really nervous when I came to Fairy Tail but now I'm really happy that I came here." You smiled brightly at your new friend. "You should definitely come to my hometown one day. I'll introduce you to Mr. Kinzoku! He's a bit of a grump but--"
CRASH! KABOOM! The sudden, loud noises alerted you and Erza to face the guild which was now covered in a cloud of smoke. You hear the sound of Erza's Requip and see her back in her usual armor.
"(Your Name)! Let's go!"
"Right!"
With weapons ready, the two of you rush towards the building. But it was hard to tell what the situation was. Was it a fire? Was it an enemy? The smokescreen that now covered Fairy Tail and it's surrounding area made it impossible to even see where you were running. Letting Erza go ahead, you figured it was time to introduce some of your own friends. As if with three voices, a loud, echoing whistle emits from your pursed lips. Within minutes, two giant ravens descended from the sky and began to follow you. "Taro! Mocha! Can you please help clear the smoke?" The two birds cawed in response. "Thank you!"
Taro and Mocha quickly flew ahead to Fairy Tail and each hovered at opposite ends of the building. As they vigorously flapped their wings, powerful gusts of wind dispersed the smoke and debris that clouded the area. By the time you and Erza reached the guild, the situation became quite clear to see. The right half of the building was utterly smashed with chunks of wood and brick scattered everywhere. You and Erza carefully walked towards the opening to find an even more appalling mess. Tables and chairs were broken and piled around the perimeter of the main hall. Even parts of the bar were crushed into oblivion. At the center of the hall, you found a pink haired Natsu with his face planted to the ground. His body was sprawled and covered in scratches and burns. Beside him lied an equally distressed Grey. Who could have done this? Who would be strong enough to take on both Natsu AND Grey other than Erza? The questions running through your head were quickly answered when you noticed the profile of an unknown figure from across the two boys. Dusting off debris from his fur trimmed coat, a giant of a man with vivid yellow hair rose to his feet and stood arrogantly over Natsu and Grey.
