Searching for happiness (Attack on titan X Fairy Tail Crossover)

Chapter I - That's a funny name

Short note: English is not my mother tongue, so please do not be too strict with me. ;-)

It was a day like any other, at least it seemed. The sun was just at its zenith and beamed brightly down to earth. Leisurely, I walked along the paved path that led me directly into the city. The closer I got to it, the more people I met. They were all in a good mood due to the warmth and the beautiful weather and gave the surroundings a very exuberant atmosphere. I had barely entered the city when the feeling around me was completely different. People bustled around the streets and alleys in good spirits, and at almost every corner there were booths where many people stopped and looked at the displays. Many others would probably have called such a day "beautiful" or "wonderful" and enjoyed the boisterous mood in this city, but I had not paid attention to such things for a long time. Maybe it sounded heartless, but I just did not really have a sense for it, but to be honest, it did not bother me very much. For a long time I had not experienced any nice days and I was pretty sure that would not change that soon.

Leisurely, I walked through the streets of this city. The houses were all built of stone and many of them were adorned with colorful flowers, which helped to improve the dull gray of the buildings. Finally, on a wide street, I came to a large square where one of the city's landmarks stood. I was right in front of the imposing Kardia Cathedral, which stood at a tremendous height very far from the normal houses around it. It was completely made of stone and large impressive windows decorated the sides of the building. The condition of the cathedral was impeccable and even I had to admit that the sight was quite impressive.

From here it was not far to my destination, at least that was what I had been assured by some people whom I had asked for directions on the way. So I left the cathedral behind me and plunged back into the narrow streets and alleyways, passing in between a channel that ran across the city and after a short time actually stood before my destination.

For a moment I stopped and looked from a distance to the big stone building at the end of the path. It was quite high and the rooftop of the tile roof loosened up the gray colors of the stone walls. Countless windows and small ornaments adorned the façade, and at the top there was a sort of tower with a mighty imposing bell that flashed brightly in the sunlight. Around the building there was a stone fence that demarcated the property and directly behind it, the sea had to begin. At least you could hear the sound of the waves and the screaming of seagulls. Just below the belfry was a large orange flag with a white emblem on it.

Well, since I was standing right in front of this building, I wondered a bit about myself. Why exactly had I come here? I had endured it alone for years and was coping well, but deep inside of me I had always felt this yearning. Longing for a community and belonging to it. The feeling of finally having another place to return to. I had buried all these longings deep inside of me, telling myself that I would not need all this. The truth, however, was that every person needed a home and even though I still could not really admit it to myself, I needed those things to find myself again.

Sighing, I sat down again and walked towards the archway, which was connected to the stone fence. In large dark letters there was the name of the most famous and notorious guild in Fiore: Fairy Tail.

As I walked underneath, I shook my head again. Why this guild? I had asked myself that question again and again and had always came to the same answer. Of course I had heard many things from other guilds too, but Fairy Tail seemed to strike me as a strange magnet. Just as if I felt that I would not find my way in any other guild except this one. It was strange to rely completely on my feeling, because otherwise I did it almost never. But I needed employment and belonging again, I kept arguing, as if to confirm myself that I was doing the right thing.