Coming to, I feel the soft grass below and a couple of birds chirping around me. Opening my eyes, I am face down in what appears to be a clearing in a forest. Carefully getting up and looking side to side, I see nothing but nature. It takes a second for all of my senses to come back, but once they do I carefully lift myself off the ground, a nearby tree supporting me. Raising to my full height I look and again see nothing but nature.
“Hmm...urg. What happened?” I say aloud, groaning. Carefully checking myself over, I see that aside from a few grass stains on my knees, nothing is our of the ordinary, except...
I reach up to scratch my head, but I only feel my hair, not a wig. Moving some of the hair into my sight, I am greeted by the same shade of blue as Levi. Raising my brow, I take a bit and pull, feeling the pulling sensation on my scalp. This is concerning. Going through my purse, I take out a small compact mirror. Looking at myself I begin to truly worry.
I should be staring at a young women with brown hair and sky blue eyes. Instead I see a familiar head of blue hair and two brown eyes staring back at me. I look exactly like Levi.
At this point I begin to breath heavily, till I take a second to do a breathing exercise I heard about. Taking my right hand and placing it in the center of my chest I exhale while moving my hand away. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.
After a few more breaths I calm down and look into my purse for anything that could help me find my way. I pull out my phone to check, but only get no service and a busted GPS. “Well that’s great.” Putting my phone away, I look for a second more before finding something else. The scroll I bought. Taking it out, it still has the Fairy Tail emblem sealing it closed, but it almost looks like it is glowing.
Carefully taking off the seal and unrolling the scroll, I am rewarded by a bright flash. I quickly cover my eyes and drop the scroll. Once the light begins to die down I hear what sounds like three pieces of paper and something solid hitting the forest floor.
Taking my arms away from my eyes, I look down and what greets me is rather surprising. Three different scrolls, each with a different letter style. One in normal letters, one in what looks like Kanitkata or Japanese spelling, and what looks like digital writing for enchantments from Fairy Tail. But the most shocking part is that the last scroll is tied to, what looks like, a Levi sized version of Freed Justine’s Rapier. Carefully taking the sword and unsheathing it, I find it looks exactly the same, complete with a belt for holding it. I barely notice as my right eye gets a little itchy.
Taking up the three scrolls I unroll the one in Kanitkata I find that is actually written entirely in Japanese. Good thing I took lessons! Reading through, what I find is that it has info on the eastern version of Solid Script magic. Slash, Roar, Fall, Pierce, and Narucami!
My eyes were wide as dinner plate, and I quickly check the other scroll I see it has western Solid Script. Iron, Fire, Hole, Storm, Explosion!
Checking the final scroll, exactly what I expect is written in it. It had info on writing enchantment as well as Dark Ecriture. Pain, Wings, Darkness, Absolute Shadow, and of course Death.
Looking through the scrolls, it looks like it will take a few hours to go through one scroll. I groan in exasperation. I want to learn these spells and do magic! After a few minutes an idea come to my mind. Quickly going through my purse again I find the other items I bought. My new Wind Reader glasses. Carefully looking at my glasses, I can somehow feel the internal enchantment of the glasses.
Putting them on I take out the western Solid Script scroll and read. Suddenly the words seem come off the scroll and into a floating orb. The letters then get sucked into my glasses and I just get all the info beamed into my head. The info on how to use Solid Script magic is really interesting. After about 15 minutes I finish the first Scroll then start on eastern, then enchantment + Dark Ecriture.
An hour passes and I finish up the scrolls and learned what I can about magic for now. I get up from my spot on a downed log and put the scrolls away into my purse and tie the sword to my hip. Looking to a rock nearby I decide to try and see if this will work.
“Ok. Feet: shoulder length apart, back straight.” I look forward to my target and raise my right hand. “Solid Script Fire!” My finger shines slightly and the words appear before bursting into flames and flying forward and burning the ground and rock black. I look on in shock, then smile in success. “WOOO!!!” After celebrating for a second I look to the rock again and focus on the other style.
“Orient Script Slice!” The symbol for the word appears before going forward and slicing the rock in two. My smile widens at the successful use of eastern Solid Script. Looking up I see there are some spots in the forest canopy that lets some light through and I get an idea to find where I am and maybe get some help.
I take out my sword and focus on the enchantments, my right eye turning from white sclera and brown eye to black sclera and pale blue eye. “Dark Ecriture Wings!” The letters appear on my back and four large, thin black and blue wings appear on my back and I begin to fly up, it somehow feeling natural to me. I go above the canopy and look around. I find what appears to be the ruins of an old castle to the east, a mountain with what looks like a city connected over the edge (what) it is to the west and a small town to the north.
Flying over the forest for a few minutes I decide to go by the town when I hear a group of howls coming from the edge of town. Quickly going to where I heard the howls I find what looks like a wild apple orchard. Going to a tree I find the apples are rainbow coloured and also greyed out, likely the grey ones aren’t ripe.
Looking around the area I find a wagon with barrels full of the apples, one of the barrels knocked over onto the ground. Landing and dismissing my wings, I look around the ground and find what appears to be paw prints going around the carts and scratch marks on the barrel and cart, as well as several hoof prints.
“Hmm, looks like some farmers were collecting these apples and then were attacked by some wolves and took their horses into the forest to get away.” I say aloud. I look to where the hooves and paw prints are going and decide to follow, hoping to find the farmers and help. Running into the under bush, following the trail and beginning to hear a struggle. I can hear the wolves, a child and an older women.
“Are we going to be ok Granny?” A young voice asks. Looking into the clearing nearby I see what appears to be a cave with some large logs in the way. I barely see a pink bow poking out between the logs. Looking past the cave I look in front of it and pause.
I see the wolves, but they aren’t made of flesh and fur. They look like a bunch of trees came to life and decided to take the form of wolves. They have wooden legs, torsos, heads and what looks like leafs for tongues. Their bright yellow eyes seemed locked on the cave entrance and a few were securing the back.
“Don’t worry my little bloom. Your sister and brother will be back with help soon. I know it.” An older sounding woman says, her voice filled with reassurance.
‘So two of the farmers got away and are going to get help.’ I think and look to the logs that have a ton of scratch marks and look set to break. ‘If they don’t get here soon then the wolves will break through and have themselves a feast.’ I look to the cave and then to my sword by my side and make a decision. Taking my rapier off, I cast a rare enchantment on myself.
“Dark Ecriture Mist.” I say quietly. I begin to get an odd sensation, like when you step into a sauna. Looking at my hand I find it is made of mist! I quickly and quietly go past the wolves and into the cave, my body fazing though the cracks of the logs.
I look to around the area finding the sources of the voices, and freeze. What I am looking at aren’t human. They appear to be some sort of cross between horses and human. They have legs ending in hooves and arms ending hands with muzzles. The younger one has pale yellow fur and a red mane and tail, a pink bow tied in her mane. She is wearing a red and white plaid shirt and dirty jeans. The older one, Granny, has green fur and grey hair done up in an old lady bun. She is wearing a pair of jeans as well and one of those loose fitting shirts that older women seem to wear.
Coming out of my stupor I quietly dismiss my spell and appear near the back of the cave behind them. They look though the gap between the logs to look at the wolves. I stay there for a second doing nothing before I clear my throat. The two hybrids quickly turn around and see me, then freeze. We stay there, staring at each other when the young one takes a breath to scream. I rush forward and cover her mouth.
“SHHH! Don’t scream. The wolves may think something is going on and will try to attack.” I tell her. The young one nods and I take my hand away from her muzzle. I look to the older...mare I guess? “Don’t worry, I saw the damage done by the orchard and thought I could help.”
“Ah, thank you youngin. But I don’t know what ya’ll can do against a pack of Timberwolves.” Granny says to me, looking me over. I just smile and unsheathed my rapier. I go to the front of the cave and begin to write a defensive enchantment into the ground. The letters appearing on the ground glowing a purple and blue. The two hybrids look to me and to my enchantment in curiosity.
“What’re you doin?” The young one asks me. I look to her and smile as I was finishing up the enchantment.
“I am writing an enchantment. This will make an invisible wall that is set to make it so only beings made of flesh and blood my pass.” I explain, the filly looking to me in surprise. “Also ma’am?” Granny looks to me. “One thing you should know about me, is never underestimate a member of the Fairy Tail wizard guild.” The duo look to me in surprise saying that I am a wizard. I quickly re-activate my Mist enchantment the duo looking to me in shock. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle the wolves. You two just sit back and enjoy the show.”
I go through the logs and appear above the cave the wolves still non the wiser. I look to the wolves and count 8 and smile a sinister smile. ‘Time to fight.’
Quickly jumping down, I get the attention of a few of the wolves. Three of them begin to walk up to me, ears splayed back, growling. I just smile and turn to two that are together and wave my arm. “Solid Script Fire!” The words appears and launch to the wolves, the duo not having the time to run and catching on fire, howling in pain. The other wolves look to their comrades in shock.
I quickly take this opportunity to call back to the others. “Cover your ears!” Before casting my next spell. “Orient Script Roar!” A loud roar begins to echo through the forest, the Timberwolves having to cover their ears and go to the ground in pain. Oddly it doesn’t affect me, likely cause I cast it.
I get in a new position and cast. “Solid Script Storm!” A massive gale sends the Timberwolves into a pile. I quickly jump up and look at the pile of Timberwolves on the ground. “Solid Script Hole!” I make a huge hole that all the wolves fall into. “Solid Script Silent!” The word slams into the symbol for roar and the silence returns to the forest. I hear the wolves whining from getting their hearing back and I look down into the hole and think of a way to end them.
“Solid Script Oil!” The word appears and a huge amount of the black liquid splashes into the hole, covering the wooden mutts and leaving a small trail to me. I walk back a bit and take out my pocket lighter and light the trail of oil, the fire travelling quickly into the hole. I smile and walk away as the hole bursts into a pillar of fire from all the fuel.
Going to the cave I knock on the logs. “Hey, you two ok?” I ask. The response was the logs being pushed away and to family members walking out and seeing the carnage. They look to me, Granny with respect and bloom with awe. I just smile to the duo.
“Thank you kindly youngster. I cannot express my gratitude for savin us. Oh yeah, mah names Granny Smith and this is my youngest grandchild Applebloom.” She says, the young filly beaming up and me. I just smile back to the two and bow slightly.
“My name is Alexandria Justine. Please just call me Lex though.” I introduce myself. Before they can respond there was a rustling from one of the bushes. I quickly grab my sword and Applebloom holds onto her grandmother. It was a tense couple of seconds, before a small brown and white Border Collie with a red collar runs our, barking in exitment.
“Winona!” Applebloom shouts in happiness. The small dog runs up to us and licks Applebloom, the young filly laughing all the while. I look to Granny who smiles and nods to the dog.
“Granny! Applebloom!” I hear a woman yell. Turning I see as a group of hybrids break though the each with their own color schemes and outfits.
The first through were a pair of farmers and likely, Granny’s other grandchildren. The mare has an orange coat and blond hair tied into a pony tail with a red band. She has a green and white plaid shirt with a pair of short jean shorts, a lasso attached to the side and a brown Stetson hat atop her head. Next to her was likely her brother. The dude was nearly the size of Adam, he was huge. He had red fur and a dirty orange mane with a blue and white plaid shirt and a pair of denim overalls.
As soon as the duo saw their family members safe they ran up and brough the duo into a group hug.
“Thank Celestia! Your ok!” The woman says with tears in her eyes. Granny and Applebloom hug the two new additions back best they can.
“Yeah, but I don’t wanna think what would’a happened if Lex hadn’t showed up.” Granny says looking to me. The duo and the others turn to me as I smile sheepishly and rub my head.
“I was nothing Granny. I was just doing what needed to be done.” I say. Opening my eyes I am greeted by four different pairs of eyes staring back at me. “Whoa!” I fall on my back in surprise.
Looking at the offending hybrids I see that two hove horns on their heads and one has a pair of wings on her back. ‘Unicorn and Pegasi? What next?’ I think to myself before looking at the odd group again.
The first one that I noticed was a purple unicorn wearing a white dress shirt, a violet vest and purple skirt. She was the first to react to my reaction. “Oh! Sorry, sorry. We didn’t mean to scare you.” She says helping me to my feet.
I just nod to her and look to the other members of the group. The other unicorn has snowy white fur and curly purple hair. She is wearing a black t-shirt, blue overcoat and royal purple skirt. She is looking at my outfit and hair. “I must say darling, your outfit simply fantastic! Such a great contrast with your hair.” She says swooning over my Levi cosplay, to which I smile and pose a bit.
“You think so? Thanks, it took a couple hours to get it right.” I tell her, to which the unicorn eyes widen with a smile.
She doesn’t get a chance to respond as my vision is suddenly taken by a pair of blue eyes. The body being bright pink with her hair being like cotton candy. She has a pink and blue t-shirt on and blue jeans with a brown belt. “HiI’mPinkiePie!What’syourname?Whatareyou?Howoldareyou?Whenisyourbirthday?Whatareyou?Whats-“ she gets interrupted by a cyan hand covering her mouth.
“Pinkie, nopony can understand you when you are talking fast.” A rainbow maned pegasus says to her bubbly friend. She is wearing a pair of black jogging shorts and a blue tank top with a black sports bra.
I nod to her in thanks. I notice the farmers looking at me with curiosity. I just turn to them with a raised brow. “What?”
“Well sugarcube, no disrespect or nothing, but how in the hay did somepony like you beat a whole pack of Timberwolves?” The mare asks.
I shrug to her, “All I did was use my Solid Script magic on them. It ain’t rocket science.” I tell her, the others looking confused, while the purple unicorn smiles a bit.
“Solid Script?” The pink one asks. I nod to her and look for a good target. Luckily one presents itself one more Timberwolf jumps out of the forest into our clearing. The hybrids tense and get close together. I just smile and walk forward towards the wolf.
“Perfect, a target.” I say aloud before getting into my position and waving my hand. “Solid Script Fire!” The words appear again before bursting into flames, the gathered hybrids gasping as the attack is launched forward and strikes the wolf. I smile and turn to the others, all of them having dropped jaws and eyes the size of dinner plates. They stay there looking at the flaming remains of the Timberwolf before turning to me.
“Who...What are you?” the purple one asks, to which I smirk and take my rapier out of its sheath.
“My name is Lex Justine. And I am a Fairy Tail Wizard.”