1: Code mode

My eyes grew in size as a flying car came my way. At an incredible speed too. I closed my eyes and wait on impact. Wishing... Begging... Praying… that I could just wake up from this much too vivid dream. Instead something thin and elastic, with a definite golden glow, wrapped itself around my waist and pulled me out of harms way. Just in time or the car would have turned me into a Slush Puppy. The loud 'bang' shook me back to reality. The sharp splintering sound of glass deafened me momentarily. "Where the hell did you come from? There hasn't been anybody there merely moments before, I've checked!" A young lady with short blue hair asked in an exclaimed manner. The one who apparently saved me from destruction, followed close on her heels. I looked up at them, confused and bewildered. I have to thank them, that's the least that I can do. Before I could get to my speech of gratitude, I fainted.

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I woke up to the unfamiliar surrounding of a comfy looking room. I sat up slightly at a slow pace. Gradually my mind filled up with the recalling of earlier events, and how I've almost been crushed by a falling vehicle. This world is way too different for me to comprehend. A few unfamiliar faces entered the room; it caught me completely off guard. In utter confusion mixed with the spicy flavours of surprise, I shoot a couple of fireballs from the palms of my hands. A dark haired guy annihilated my flames with electric blue one's, before I could destroy anything in the well balanced room. "So, you're a Code Breaker too?" A young man with shoulder length golden hair and weird, but intriguing eyes questioned me. "What now? And umh… who are you?" He smiled widely, showing off a set of pearly whites. "I'm Toki. The one with the bad personality disorder is Ogami. This silent one is called Yuuki." I looked them once over. Okay, I think I've got it. The red head with the collar is Yuuki, otherwise known as the silent individual. The guy who destroyed my perfectly formed flames is called Ogami. While the flirtatious one is known as Toki. Yeah, I've got it! I noticed a few other faces amongst us which had yet to be introduced. "I'm Sakara by the way. I've noticed that somebody had completely forgotten to mention my existence. (She said as she gave Toki a cold and stern look). You're at my home," she ended with a broad smile. "So seeing how we're mostly acquainted, how about sharing your name with us?" The blue haired maiden asked me, she being one of the few whose personal details had yet to surface. "Oh, sorry! I'm Luna Rose Dragneel. I'm a fire mage," I included proudly. "Bullshit!" Ogami exclaimed. I pinned him down with my eyes. Who does he think he is using that kind of language? Has he no shame? He doesn't scare me, the only one alive who gets the privilege to scare me; not out of fear but out of respect, is Gramps otherwise known as Master Makarov. "Are you referring to me as a liar?" He snorted halfheartedly at my question. What an ass? "You might think that this entire fiasco is some kind of a joke, but I can assure that it's indeed not the case. I will much like to return to my own realm in time for my date tonight," I spat. The word realm instantly reached their attention.

The man, who saved me from earlier events, appeared out of thin air. Comfortably sitting at a small round table with a book at hand. "May I ask from which story you've escaped my dear?" He asked without even looking up from his book. "Wh- excuse me? I'm pretty sure that Magnolia isn't a fictious town between the pages of a book!" I said in a witty manner. "Oh, but I can assure you that it's indeed the case," he stated as he shut his book suddenly finding me much more interesting. "You're kidding me right? Ha-ha you get a golden star for creativity," I erupted into an outburst of laughter. He looked at me speechless and shook his head. "On the contrary, I'm being as serious as a heart attack." Disbelieve painted my face in a rainbow of colours. It's hard to wrap my mind around all of this new information. It's almost impossible to fathom the possibility. "Let me proof my point. You're Luna Dragneel a Seventeen year old fire mage. Sister of Natsu Dragneel aka The Salamander. You originally belong in a Manga that's called after your guild: Fairytail. It had been written by Hiro Mashima's pen," he took me on a rollercoaster ride through Mentalville. How absurd? Who could have ever thought that my personal live: love, loss and experiences were another's preferable reading material? It sounds completely insane. I gawked at him in utter silence. "Wow! I'm actually in the presence of a beautiful alien!" Toki exclaimed. "Who are you calling an alien?" My question caused an uproar of laughter to fill out the room and I couldn't help as to join in. Their laughter is like an epidemic, as contagious as they get. When the outburst calmed down I asked: "So what happens now? Will I be able to return to my own time?" Hope clearly laced my voice. My white haired hero who I'm still not acquainted too sighed deeply and answered, "I hate to be the barer of bad news, but it could take some time." My mood sunk into my shoes. I guess I might just as well become a part of their story, if only for the time being.

Over the next few weeks, I bonded with most of the gang. I became great friends with Sagara and, the girl whose name I now know as Hachioji. I grew quite fond of Yuuki, calling him my little kittycat. Heike informed me that the whole of Fiore is in boisterousness about the lost fairy. Seeking high and low; but to no prevail.

It had been a Saturday afternoon, when the black curtain made its mysterious reappearance. "It seems that your time to return home is upon you," Ogami pointed out in his usual stoic manner. I didn't notice it, until he pointed it out. As I looked up at the familiar piece of material, my eyes teared up. This gang of people grew on me in such a short amount of time. They're a great bunch of friends, friends that I will never, ever see again. This goodbye would be permanent. "Come here you! Don't cry_ it had been an absolute honour to call you my friend. Now run along and get him for the long run," Hachioji said as both she and Sagara wrapped me in a bear grip. I greeted them each in time. Just as I was busy greeted Yuuki, the black cloak opens up and pulls me off my feet. My hands still wrapped around those of my red headed friend. "I'll never forget you," he said as he let go of my hands. The black abyss swallowed me up and so I vanished into nothingness.