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The Dragon's Call

Wendy was having a bad day. A very bad day. If you were to ask how her day was going, she would give you a harsh glare before sending you away with her dragon slaying magic.

In the morning, she woke up, woke Carla up before getting ready to go to the guildhall. When she got there, she opened the doors to see a large scale fight occurring. Sweat dropping, she carefully walked around the fight. Just as she was nearing the bar where Mira was working, she felt something hit her head. When she reached up to feel it, it was soft and warm. As she brought part of the softness down, she realized it was cake. Noticing it was strawberry shortcake, she immediately panicked. Erza came over to ask whether she was okay before joining the fight to beat up the person who took her cake.

Sighing, Wendy continued to the bar. Once she got there, Mira helped her take off all the cake. After doing so, she order some pancakes and syrup with a glass of milk. Just as she went to grab her knife and fork to eat her food, a body came crashing into the bar counter. Safely getting out of the way, she watched as her precious food was squished by Elfman's body. Mira apologized to the young slayer, but Wendy growled and snatched up the glass of milk before gulping it down. After doing so, she retreated to a table in the corner of the guild and watched the events of the day pass. No one bothered to come up to her. No one probably even saw her. Not even Romeo, one of her friends, who would always come to talk with her. For the first time since Grandeeney left her, she felt alone.

A couple hours, Lucy had entered the guild and Natsu was asking whether she wanted to go on a mission. Soon Erza and Gray had been wrapped up in the job hunt and made plans to leave in two days. Wendy was waiting for them to come over and ask her to go with them. She waited. And waited. But they never came. Slightly irritated over the events that occurred that morning, she decided to approach the group.

"Ohayo Lucy-san." Wendy said as she walked over to where Lucy, Natsu, Gray and Erza were standing at the job board. Carla was in the process of avoiding Happy and was hiding behind the bar counter with Mira.

"Ohayo Wendy. How are you?" Lucy asked, smiling at the small dragon slayer standing beside her.

"Good. I was wondering if you wanted to go on a mission with me?" Wendy asked, hoping that Lucy said yes.

"Gomenasai. Natsu, Gray, Erza and I are going on a mission to Joya in tomorrow." Lucy replied, a small smile on her face.

"Can I join you?" Those four words caused the four older mages to shift slightly.

"Um… Wendy. I don't want to sound rude, but I don't think you're ready for this job." Erza replied, hoping she hadn't said it in a bad way. Unfortunately, Erza had.

"So you think I'm not strong enough to do it with you guys?" Wendy warbled out. Small tears were forming in her eyes. The look the four mages gave each other said all she needed.

'Does everyone in the guild think like this? That I'm not strong enough?' Wendy thought.

"Ehh. Somewhat. It is a dangerous mission. You are also very young, so we don't want you getting hurt during the mission." Lucy explained. Seeing that none of them were wavering, she nodded and wished them good luck before retreating back to the table she had been sitting at for the past couple hours.

'Am I weak? Am I worthy of bearing the mark of Fairy Tail?" Wendy's eyes were blurry, but she didn't let any tears fall. Any of the other dragon slayers would know that she was crying, and she didn't want to add on to the fact that she wasn't strong.

"Wendy, can we go somewhere else? This stupid cat is annoying me." Carla asked. Saying yes, Wendy went to Mira.

"Mira, I'm leaving to take a walk in the woods with Carla to clear. I'll come back in a bit." Wendy smiled at the she-demon.

"Do you want someone to go with you?" Wendy could feel her heart pang. Did everyone think that she couldn't even handle a walk outside by herself.

"No. I can protect myself fine." Wendy replied tightly. She felt tears reappearing.

"Are you sure? I can come with you and ask someone to take my place." And it broke. Her resolve that she could become strong. Her resolve that she was a worthy mage of Fairy Tail. A worthy mage to be a dragon slayer.

"Why does everyone think that I'm weak?" Wendy said in a small voice. Mira couldn't hear, so she asked Wendy to repeat herself.

"Nothing Mira. I'll be back in a bit." Ignoring Carla's complaining in the background, she left the guild. Her eyes were flashing with tears. As she walked down the streets of Magnolia, she said hi to all the people she passed by. Coming close to a river, she decided to walk down it. An hour or so passed. Wendy didn't feel like going back to the guild. She sat on the hillside of the river and watched the sun slowly start to set.

"Wendy, why are we going by ourselves? It's going to get dark soon and people will be lurking around. We should have someone with us." Carla said.

"We'll be fine Carla. If anyone does come, I will protect you." Wendy replied, her voice firm.

"It's not me I'm worried about. What if someone kidnaps you?" Carla said, her voice slightly growing louder.

"I will be able to handle it. I have magic. Magic that Grandeeney taught me." Wendy said, smiling at the name of her dragon.

"Even so, you are still a young child. You can't take on a grown man." Carla retorted. Emotions from before began to rise in Wendy. Unnoticed by the two, the wind started to pick up the area.

"Are you saying that I'm weak?" Wendy said. Her voice was getting louder as the two began to fight.

"NO. I'M SAYING THAT YOU ARE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO TAKE ON A GROWN PERSON." Her worst fear had come true. Her best friend, since she was little, didn't believe in her.

"I'M NOT STRONG ENOUGH YOU SAY? WHAT ABOUT YOU? ALL YOU CAN DO IS FLY." Wendy's emotions were haywire. Her eyes began to get watery once more. Only this time, she was sure her tears would fall.

"AT LEAST I CAN PROTECT MYSELF BY FLYING AWAY. YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING BECAUSE YOU A LITTLE GIRL!" Carla yelled back.

"IF I'M A LITTLE GIRL, WHY DON'T YOU PICK A BETTER PARTNER? OBVIOUSLY, YOU CAN'T BE WITH A LITTLE GIRL THAT ISN'T STRONG." Wendy yelled.

"FINE. I WILL. AND DON'T EXPECT ME TO TAKE YOU BACK!" Carla yelled before taking flight and heading out of Wendy's sight. Wendy calmed down and the small tornado around her dissipated.

Seeing that she was alone, she began to walk down the dirt path to a familiar place. It was a large park. Lots of sakura trees were planted all over the place. Walking down the path, she came upon the biggest sakura tree in the park. Sitting on the ground, she leaned against the tree. Her emotions from the whole day had finally caught up to her. Curling her legs into her body, she hugged them as she began to cry out. Fat tears were rolling down her cheeks as she cried and cried.

Tears kept running down her face. Staring up at the sky, she saw the light traces of stars. And just then, she heard voices. Staying as quiet as possible while crying, she waited for the voices to pass. Only they didn't.

It was just her luck that five grown men, dressed like thugs, came upon her crying figure at the bottom of the sakura tree.

"Well, well. What do we have here?" The leader of the group said, leaning down to see Wendy's figure.

"It's a little girl." One of the others said. The group began to laugh at Wendy as she cried.

"Don't worry. You'll be in good hands." Wendy's cries got louder and louder as the men began to come closer to her. Streams of tears ran down her face, her eyes were red from crying so much. Two of the men grabbed her arms and hauled her from her fetal position on the ground.

"Now, what shall we do with you?" Wendy couldn't stop crying. She was panicking so much that her body was shaking completely. The wind around her was also picking up, however she wasn't controlling her magic properly.

'This is it. I can't do anything.' Just as one of the men was about to grab at Wendy, she smelt a new scent. As she did, a voice called out behind the burly men. Turning around, the men stared a figure. A figure they wished they hadn't crossed.

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