The door gently creaked open as a figure wrapped in a dark blue cloak stepped inside the dark room. Pushing the door closed behind them, the visitor's shoes tapped softly on the smooth floor as they approached the dark figure peering behind the curtains and out the window. The stranger stopped just below the three stairs separating them from the other person. They swiftly bent to one knee, lowering their head in submission, and pressed their right fist to their left shoulder.
The only light entering the room was from the sides of the curtains giving the room an eerie glow. The man beside the window turned his face to the incomer, his face glowing slightly blue from where his hand held the curtain from the window.
He let a slight frown cover the bottom of his face but his eyes remained soft. He let the drape softly slip from his hand turning to the one kneeled before him. He made his way around the desk, that sat a top the stairs, and stood in front of the submissive character. He gently grabbed their right elbow pulling them up, sliding his hand to their wrist and gently dropping it to their side, "Come now, aren't we past all that?" He shook his head in amusement a soft smirk faintly on his lips.
"Master... I... Is he really gone?" Their voice dropping to a whisper.
The master sighed, "So you've finally heard?" His eyes saddened as he set his hand on their shoulder. "I'm afraid they took him. They killed him. He no longer part of this family anymore." He spoke softly but the hurt and anger in his voice was clear.
"What are we going to do?"
"He is dead, we should think of him as such." He dropped his hand from their shoulder and stepped back up the stairs, "You will now be my second-in-charge. You must avenge him. They will not get away with what they have done. I won't allow it!" His voice rose louder with every word.
"Yes! They must pay! Allow me Master, allow me to take revenge! Let me make them feel our pain." The person's fists clenched, "I will take away someone they love."
"How will you do that?" The master turned in interest. This was his favorite student, the one he knew would go places. Smart, brave, and loyal. "Tell me."
The stranger nodded and told him every idea they had. The more they said the more the master's eyes lit up with pride at how his little student, who came to him so broken and torn, had grown up.
Hello, I don't own any of Fairy Tail except my OC's. Thank you for reading, I hope you all like it. This is my first story so I'm still trying to figure things out. Please review and tell me what you think. Especially if it is boring or whatnot. Thanks, colorgirl710