Fairy Tail: The Strongest Fairy (Rewritten Version)

When Makarov took a long breath, he noticed that Erza is now standing before him, and looking at him.

"I had returned master." Erza told, standing before Makarov, if she actually not a Wizard, but a solider, which caused Makarov to sighed at Erza odd seriousness, before a smile came on his lips.

"I see, did everything went well with your mission, Erza?" Makarov asked.

"Yes, everything went well without any issue. Here are the signed documents from the client." Erza told, taking out a scroll, which is the proof of completion by the client.

"Well done, come on, let's go to my office for the final touches, as well the reward for the mission… And Erza, welcome back." Makarov went as grinned at the red haired lass, whose serious face faded like a lie, only for a gentle smile appear on her lips.

"It's good to be back, master." Erza went honestly like always.

Makarov just chuckled at the sight.

No matter how much he moans about these damned brats, and their quirks to create problems.

In the end of the day, they are still his family.

Every brat and lass in this guild are his children and grandchildren. It doesn't matter if they not related by blood, this is what Fairy Tail is.

They may be the strongest guild in Fiore.

Chaotic, troublesome, and loud, but in the end, Fairy Tail is one thing.

They are a family, a place for those who has no homes to returned to, a place that will accept you, no matter how many quirks they might have.

This is the true essence of Fairy Tail, the bounds of each member within the guild, the bounds that is known as Family, is the core of Fairy Tail, a home for troublesome and chaotic wizards, who has no place to call home.

As Makarov begin to lead Erza back to his office, he suddenly halted his steps, as he felt a headache coming along, when he noticed a certain lass in the guildhall just entered from the basement, along with another brat nearly as tall as an adult.

Makarov sighed, if you think Natsu and Gray are bad when they together, they are not the worse combo in this guild, no, compared to Erza and this lass he just spotted, they are more worse in many ways.

And this lass in question?

She frowned her sea blue eyes behind her snow white hair, that is tied in a high ponytail, the moment her eyes looked at Erza, who also noticed the white haired lass, who also around the same age as herself.

(AN: She has sea blue eyes? They don't look like sky blue eyes to me, that is why I put she has sea blue eyes, since they do fit that kind of shade.)

Erza has a serious look when she looked at the white haired lass, who wore goth like clothing of a black vast, and a mini skirt at that, as she, along with the tall lad behind her made their way towards him and Erza.

'Great, another headache.' Makarov sighed inside his head, thinking that.

The relations between Erza and this snow white haired lass, are no different to a cat and a dog kind of relationship, in a way, the same kind of relation Natsu and Gray has.

However, things between the two girls have been more tenser than normal, especially when this year winner of the S-Class Trails were no other then Erza, who became a S-Class Wizard, instead of the white haired lass, the reason why the air between them are tenser than normal.

Makarov knew, if he wasn't here, this lass might even begin to pick a fight with Erza.

Of course, Erza herself also knew this, which is the reason why. From the moment she noticed the other party, Erza became both wary and serious, like a soldier ready to go to war any given moment.

"Are you heading out, Mirajane?" Makarov askes, trying to get the teenager lass attention, luckily for him, the one who seems to be called Mirajane Strauss, turned her tensed eyes, that lessen a little, to him.

"About to go head home, old man." Mirajane told, showing no interest in her eyes, when her sea blue eyes looked at Makarov.

Makarov only can bitterly smile being looked like that. It not like he does not understand why Mirajane is like this, especially what she has been through, before joining the guild.

Only thing the old man could only hope that she will opened herself to someone else, that not her own sibling, even by a little. After all, only one in this Guild that Makarov is somewhat in a way close to, is Erza herself, but not in a good way.

"I see… now I think of it. Mirajane, since you here, can you go on a mission for me?" Makarov went, recalling about the mission from Calla, thinking it is imperfect for the Strauss Siblings, especially the youngest, Lisanna Strauss, who has the perfect Magic for this mission.

"Mission?" Mirajane askes, with a slight interested tone.

"Yeah, there has been a sighting of a monster near a place called Calla, a village close to Clover Town. It is unknown how powerful the Monster or monsters are. But what is important is, this mission is related to the former guild master. Where the monster has been sighted, is near where the shack, that the second Guild Master has built.

It still under our guild's property, so while you looking for the signs of these monsters, can you also check the hut. Of course, this is my personal request, I will also add a bonus for it as well, what you say, will you do this old man a favour?" Makarov askes with a smile, which Mirajane just stared at the old man, who hand out a piece of paper, the mission deeds.

Three seconds passes, as Mirajane just took the mission, before turning her back on both Makarov and Erza.

"Thank you, Mirajane." Makarov went with a grin, earning a disappointed look from Mirajane, who turned her head when she heard Makarov.

"Don't be mistaken, old man, you only asked me, because of Lisanna's Magic, right? And Erza, don't just because you S-Class now, you are above me! Just you wait next year, I will be the next S-Class!" Mirajane went with a smirk, as she looked at Eria who only snorted.

Of course, Mirajane who both heard and saw that, became annoyed by this.

"What was that!?" Mirajane snapped, before someone, not Makarov who is about to, prevented Mirajane from fronting Erza.

"S-Sister! C-Come on, Lisanna is waiting for us, r-remember? And we also need to informed her about this mission, and prepare, come on."

The one said this, was a lad with snow white as Mirajane and Lisanna both have. He also has the same blue eyes, however, as the boy in question might be of the same age as Gray.

The boy is very tall, to the point, he almost reaches the same heights of some adults, even if he just 14 years old.

Mirajane who looked like a hound that about to bite, soften her expression, when she heard her little brother's words, which caused her to sighed, and turned around again.

"I get it, okay? Let go." Mirajane went, not caring about either Erza or Makarov, as the lad, Elfman Strauss shyly nodded his head towards Makarov and Erza, who both nodded in understanding, while the tall lad chased after his older sister.

"Let's go Erza, I feel like I need a drink after this…" Makarov went with his true feelings, as he hoped one day that Mirajane lass will open to others.

A problem child, among other problem children, every brat the same, but he has to rate each one of them. Mirajane is among the top.

Like said, it not like he does not understand why she like this… he just can only hope one day, she will let go of that painful past, and opened herself to others, that not her only family that is left, that meant everything to her.

Makarov turned around, with Erza who remain quiet, as they both went to his office.

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Some time passes, and Makarov is now left alone in his office. While he looked at the reports on the desk, he suddenly halted what he is doing and took a quick look around.

Of course, one will question the old little man, who he looking around himself, if anyone looking at him, in his own office no less. But moments later, he took something out hidden in his desk.

From the moment he took 'that' out and in his hand, a strange and yet creepy smile formed on his lips, along with his cheeks dyeing in crimson pink.

It has been a stressful day for Makarov, especially when he has to deal with those brats day in and day out.

So it is only right, to use his special charm, which is a certain kind of not kid friendly book, to calm his old tried heart down, right?

That is why, he taken this book, that truly a culture book among men, and filled a glass of rum besides him.

However, when Makarov's creepy smile got more creepier by opening this book, that only the truest of men will understand. Makarov felt something.

It was similar familiar, something he felt many times in the past. It is the kind of feeling Makarov had, when he encountered something… troublesome.

Like the time, when he met a lifeless young black haired boy, that only has lost and hatred in his dark blue eyes, that can be mistaken as black eyes?

Or was it the time, when a lone child, that came to the guild, as if she looking for someone. But as if she never found them or never had the courage to do so. Now she only spent her days in the Guild, drinking away, even at a questionable age.

It also could be the time, when Makarov found a lost child in some forest, not only the child was lost, but he even claim his father is a Dragon of all things?

Maybe it was the time, when three siblings came to the guild, among them, was a girl who might even disappeared, if it wasn't for her other siblings.

Makarov only felt this feeling each time when these brats and lasses came to this guild, the feeling that someone else is about to rank their trouble making ranks.

It is no wonder, why he felt headache, but he still refuses to believe he has some kind of sixth sense, when it comes to potential troublemakers joining his guild.

"Hahaha, it been a long day, yes, a long day. Surely, I am just over imagining things, right?" Makarov went with a laugh. Only to show a creepy smile to enjoy his rightful 'reward' of such a stressful day.

However, when Makarov about to returned to the book about men's 'culture', the glass that holding his rum cracked, showing a ominous sign to the old man, who only can blink his eyes at the sight.

"…Surely… not, right?" Makarov askes, as he has no clue. Another one is about to join them.