Backlash

Chapter 1

Third POV

Erza Smith, that was her name, and today is the day she moves into her new place, in Maanlicht. She loves the feeling that this is where she belongs. The bonus part of this place has beautiful scenery and a nice, quiet, peaceful feeling to it. Ezra was really excited to see what school life would be like, still not believing that she was about to live it. "I can't wait to see how this high school life will be," she said to herself, as she grabbed her last box of clothes out of the moving truck.

Not even a minute after she closed the door, someone knocked on it. "Oh my guns, you couldn't have said something before I closed the damn door." She said before she put the box down to open the door.

"May I-," She was cut off her sentence when she was greeted with a bear-squeezing hug. "welcome deary, to this little town of ours." said the short woman who was no more 5' feet tall.

Once she was released from the death-squeezing hug, Erza stepped back to get a better look at the woman with a tight grip. The woman looked to be in her mid-twenties, brunette hair that stopped at her waist, big bright electric blue eyes, and cute little dimples to go with her overly bright smile.

Before Erza finished assessing the small woman, the woman walked right on in with a pot that she didn't even notice the woman had. Ezra was about to say something but the smell from the pot had her drooling over it. 'When was the last time I smelled something so good', she thought.

Erza followed the small woman, as she navigated her way towards the kitchen. The small woman worked fast, grabbing a plate that was already in its place, in the wooden cabinet and a spoon. Filling up the plate with spaghetti and garlic bread, and placed it in front of Ezra. "Um," was all she had to say before she was handed a fork and dived right in, not even worried if its poison, for she is used to every poison in the world and had to give.

After Erza was done eating the whole pot, she nodded for the small woman to follow her to the living room. As they both sat across from each other, Ezra leaned towards the coffee table beside her, ready to take her gun she had on clear display in front of the small woman.

She stared at the small woman only to see calm and......proud? look in her eyes. "First thing first, what is your name," she asked, not showing any emotion on her face, forgetting that she was in pure ecstasy only moments earlier.