AN: So I had to write a fic about the Twin Dragons, because I love them too much to be healthy, especially Sting! :3 Anyway this is my first reader insert fic and I've had this idea for a while. I thought a reader insert with Sting would be so cute, so I wrote one. Enjoy! :)
You wake up to the rowdy sounds of your guild, Sabertooth. It had been like this since Minerva and Jiemma were kicked out of the guild after the Grand Magic Games and Sting took over as master. No longer did Sabertooth's members feel fear of their master. The days of Jiemma's tyrannical reign were over and people were a lot happier. With Jiemma gone all of Sabertooth really got to find out how many of their members were really loyal to their Lady Minerva and Jiemma. Those loyal left, and you with your guild members were left to recruit new members in the hopes of building up Sabertooth's strength, the right way, as comrades.
You certainly admired Sting for all he did after and during the Grand Magic Games. He grew up a lot after the experience. In truth you thought meeting Natsu and Gajeel in person was the best thing that could have happened to the twin dragons. After being in this guild for as long as you have, the years almost adding up to your age, you got to see Sting grow up. You saw how his heart broke when Lector was thought to be dead, you saw his pride crumble at the feet of the Fairy Tail wizards. Then you saw him get back up again and continue on, as a better man. Now you felt about as much pride for Sting as a proud mother would.
But Sting had never really noticed you before, you assumed you were just another face in the crowd for him. No, Sting had his eyes on Yukino...not you. You didn't blame Yukino though, she was your best friend. You cried the night Jiemma banished her from the guild, and when Sting welcomed her back in with open arms. Sadly that was just the way things were. Sting loved Yukino and you loved Sting. Things may have gotten better but they were still complicated.
You sat up in the bed you'd chosen for the night. A small couch away from the guild's main hall. It was comfortable but whenever the guild woke up so did you. Yukino asked if you wanted to stay in her apartment but you didn't think it'd be right. It was your fault you had been kicked out of the family home. After the way Sabertooth betrayed Jiemma your family wanted nothing more to do with you. You didn't blame them either, they were extremely loyal to Jiemma and you did side with the twin dragons over your own family. Staying with Yukino would prove pointless to you, there was no reason to burden others with the problems you created.
You sighed, letting your (h/c) locks fall around your shoulders. You tried to fix your hair best you could with no mirror and righted your ruffled clothing, using the nearby bathroom to change into new clothes from your suitcase. Folding the guilds blanket back up you readied yourself for facing the guild.
This has to be it… You told yourself. This has to be the day I tell Sting how I feel about him...tomorrow may be too late...It's now or never! The usual pep talk lifted your spirits as always but it never lasted when you were actually in front of Sting. He took your breath away, made you feel lightheaded and made your heartbeat increase. It was pitiful how ridiculously in love with him you were.
You walked the corner to meet the rest of the guild in the main hall, putting on a fake smile like all the other days. The usual crowd greeted you, Rufus and Orga giving you a friendly hello as you walked by. Yukino spotted you walking and called you over to the table where she sat with the twin dragons and their exceeds.
"(y/n)! C'mon over!" She called to you cheerfully, her hand waving in the air gathering more attention than just you. Sting looked over at you with that same beautiful smile full of pride that you loved about him. Rogue was sitting quietly talking with Frosch when you walked over and took the seat between him and Yukino. "How are you?" Yukino asked.
"I'm good." You assured everyone, all other words failing you.
"(Y/n)?" Sting contemplated your name, looking thoughtful. "Of course how could I forget?!" He exclaimed giving you a look of apology and guilt. "You've been a part of this guild for as long as I can remember. Really sorry I couldn't seem to recall. I guess there's still so much I need to learn about my guild members and about being master…" He spoke shyly, letting his face grow red.
You giggled. "It's OK. I think you're doing a great job at being master."
Sting shot you a look of thanks. "Don't be so hard on yourself, Sting." Rogue interjected. "You can't be expected to be the best master this guild has ever seen on your first try."
"I suppose." He shrugged his shoulders.
"Hey (y/n), do you want to come with me and go over all the library books today? I know if we can just sort through everything we have we can find a lot of good stuff about almost everything magic." Yukino had been wanting to do that for a while now. Jiemma never cared for books and the only reason this guild even had a library is because of Minerva. Although even she rarely visited it so it had been left to the dust mites for years. Clearing it of the cobwebs would entice more people to go visit, especially the newcomers they'd brought in recently. Plus the library could prove useful to them yet. After all they had no idea the limits of the libraries knowledge.
"Sounds great!" You agreed.
"While you girls do that I have to report to a New Master's Meeting." Sting said standing up. "See ya later (y/n), Yuks!" He winked at Yukino who smiled and waved a goodbye.
"I hope we can get to know each other better now." Rogue offered extending a hand of gratitude. You took his hand gratefully and smiled bright. "C'mon Forsch, Sting will probably need us to help him sort out all this new master business."
"Fro thinks so, too!" The little exceed happily announced as he hopped down from the table and followed Rogue, Lector and Sting out of the guild.
Yukino led the way to the library. When she slammed the door hard behind you, you knew something was up.
"What?!" You decided to ask, cutting right to the chase.
"You stayed here for the night again didn't you?" She puffed up her cheeks angrily, lecturing you with a wagging finger.
You heaved a sigh. "So…"
"So?!" She mimicked. "(y/n) I offered you a bed at my place! I have enough room, you don't have to sleep like you're homeless!"
"Don't worry about me okay. I'll be fine. I just need to take on a few extra jobs until I can earn enough for an apartment." Yukino didn't look convinced. "Look, I don't mind spending the nights here, besides you shouldn't have to bother yourself with me." You busied yourself with dusting off books to hide your uncertainty.
"It's no bother at all. I'd love to have you. You are my best friend after all." She laid a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
"Thanks." You gave her a confident smile, hoping it looked better than you felt, and leant in for a hug.
You wasted no more time talking about it and switched Yukino's attention to the books all around them. The library was nothing to scoff at, with long rows of books of different genres, all placed wrongly. In the middle of four walls of cherry red bookshelves were three matching tables and comfy chairs for reading. A few extra rows of bookshelves were placed to the side of the tables, which is where you and Yukino started looking. You both worked through the library with a fine toothed comb, grabbing books from the shelves, dusting them off and placing them in their rightful order.
In the middle of your work Yukino decided to press on another touchy subject for you. "Well, are you any closer to confessing to Sting?"
You dropped the book you were holding and with an exasperated expression turned your head slowly the other way. Actually you didn't think you could ever muster up the courage to tell Sting how you felt, courage wasn't your strong suit. "Ehhh…" You drew out your words trying to tell her no without making it sound like you were a coward. "I don't think it's the right time. I need to worry about other things, like finding my next job." It was a feeble excuse but it was all you had.
Yukino came up behind you with those adorable eyes. "You don't really think that do you?" She asked her voice filled with sympathy. You didn't answer her, just continued dusting off books. "What better time to tell him than now? It's not like Jiemma is here to refuse any in-guild relationships anymore."
You knew she was right but your heart would not be able to take it when he said no, somehow simply fearing rejection had turned into knowledge of rejection. "What does it matter!? He's only going to say no!" You gave up trying to avoid the subject.
"You don't know that. Sting is caring, he's a good guy and above everything wants the best for his guild members."
"That doesn't mean he'll say yes!"
"It's a better chance of him not saying no!" She argued, completely forgetting about their task to clean out the library.
You sat down at one of the chairs, rubbing your temples to get rid of the oncoming headache. They'd started to become more frequent since your family disowned you. "I don't want a relationship with him where he only dates me out of pity. There's no relationship if the feeling isn't mutual."
Yukino looked sad for your sake. If there was one thing she was good at, it was thinking of others before herself. "You should just explain your feelings to him, even if he doesn't feel the same, he'll understand."
"How? I'll sound like a complete fool!"
Yukino wasn't afraid to be harsh when she needed to, which always surprised you because she was such a gentle soul. But now she forced your eyes to meet and firmly said. "Sting is trying to rebuild Sabertooth into a guild that cherishes its members as comrades. It wouldn't be very trusting of you to fail and see how a comrade will understand your feelings and find a way to build a good relationship no matter what! Sabertooth isn't the same as what it used to be. We have achieved milestones with having Sting as our Guild Master and I know nothing would make him happier except a trusting conversation with you."
Somehow Yukino always knew the right words to say. You didn't know how she did it when anytime you tried to speak it ended up sounding like a childish inappropriate comment.
You sighed again knowing she was right. "You're right, Yukino...I just don't know if I have the courage."
"I believe you'll find it eventually." She smiled sweetly, her rosy cheeks only adding to the beautiful glow of her skin and silver hair with her blue flower pin. You understood why Sting had eyes for her, she was beautiful, with a body to make any man swoon and a great personality to match. The only thing Yukino lacked was the ability to see that Sting loved her and not you.
You only hoped that you could find the courage to confess to Sting before things got complicated between Yukino and you. If Sting asked Yukino out first then you'd lose your chance, and you didn't know how Yukino would react if he asked out her and not you. Would she say yes and admit her obvious mutual feeling of love for him or would she say no for the sake of her best friend who had little chance at ever becoming Sting's girlfriend?
Man, relationship stuff really sucks… You concluded as you and Yukino turned back to your work with the library.
At the end of the day you had sorted out the library so that it didn't look neglected anymore and was ready to be used by any new members they found that would join their guild. You both decided it was time to call it a day when you noticed the moon rising.
Sting and Rogue fell into the chairs in their living room with great sighs after coming home from the New Masters Meeting. It had been longer than Sting thought it would be, and he doubted he took it all in, thankfully Rogue had been there to help him recap everything that was said. After it all, Sting just didn't know if he had what it took to be master of Sabertooth. Rogue noticed his change in attitude.
"What are you thinking?" He asked, always knowing Sting better than Sting knew himself, it was the same way around too. Sting also shared a knowledge of who Rogue was better than anyone. Together they could nearly read each other's thoughts and that made them the greatest team in Sabertooth.
As much as Rogue was Sting's best friend he didn't feel like confiding with him for every trouble he had as new master. Sting was the master of Sabertooth, not Rogue, so he shouldn't have to share this burden with him. "It doesn't matter." He waved a hand in the air emphasizing its unimportance as he stood up to make some dinner.
Sting rummaged through the pantries for quick easy-make meals, when that failed he checked the fridge, only to find some leftover take out noodles. Sting made a mental note to get more food by the weeks end and began to reheat the noodles.
When he came back, warmed noodles in hand, he found Rogue on the ground with Frosch and Lector. Each one of them holding a clump of stitched cloth. Rogue was making another frog suit for Frosch, and teaching Lector how to do the same. Sting hadn't been noticed coming back into the room so he quietly left to get a camera.
Rogue was sitting on the floor with Frosch, who was holding up a ball of yarn, his hair had been pinned back and his sleeves rolled up so they didn't interfere with his work. It was such a rare sight to see Rogue so exposed, without his usual black Sabertooth cloak on. Just him relaxing in casual clothes while he sewed a new frog suit for his best friend. Sting quickly positioned himself in the best spot to capture the whole scene. He angled it so it was sure to catch the pictures that Frosch must have drawn that were laying on the ground. In the background were colorful crudely drawn pictures of Rogue and Frosch on a rainbow with the sun in the air and hearts around them while Rogue looked in his element stitching together a blue frog suit. It was quite a sight to see and Sting was giddy with excitement when he caught it.
Unfortunately the click of the lens as the shutter went down alerted Rogue to Sting's presence. Sting was still clicking pictures when Rogue came after him, his face red with embarrassment. Sting proudly held the picture that was just printed from the camera, up and away from Rogue who tried to grab it from his hands with a loud protest.
"STING!" He shouted, Frosch laughed as his partners cheeks grew redder.
"I'm sure Gajeel would be really proud of you, Rogue!" He smirked proudly and evilly all the time keeping the picture away from Rogue. "Making frog suits with Frosch! How adorable!"
"That's a private moment don't you dare show anyone! Especially Gajeel-san!"
Sting threw his head back with laughter. "Why not? Everyone would love to see it!"
"You show anyone that picture and I'll spill on all those years you dyed your hair pink to look like Natsu!"
Sting froze and so did Rogue knowing he'd caught him. "You wouldn't!"
"Two can play at this game, Sting." Rogue called, the red gone from his cheeks replaced by mischievous eyes.
"Fro thinks so, too!" Came a tiny voice from below.
"Heh heh heh, this is gold!" Lector proclaimed, then picking up the camera Sting had dropped, snapped a picture of Rogue and Sting in close proximity. He grabbed the picture as it printed. Anyone who was out of context would have thought the close proximity mixed with the nervous faces of the two dragon slayers would mean they were forlorn lovers. Lector knew full well the ammo he'd just armed himself with and flew around the rest of the house, keeping the picture away from both dragon slayers.
The night was filled with embarrassing moments for all as the pranks continued. In the end all the evidence of those embarrassing moments was destroyed, all except two. Lector had run off with the picture of Rogue sewing that frog suit and the picture of Sting and Rogue standing too close for comfort. Neither dragon slayer had any idea where Lector had hidden it. They had to give up the chase though when Lector wouldn't crack about where he'd hidden the pictures.
In the end both dragon slayers passed out when they hit their pillows at midnight.
The next day proved to be more active. Instead of being locked in a stuffy room full of dusty books Yukino invited you to go out on a job with her. The way she asked was finding you early in the morning, ripping the blanket off you and declaring; "Rise and shine, (y/n)! You're going on a job with me!"
"What-?!" You sat up in bed slightly disturbed, still not processing your surroundings.
"I found a job thats perfect for your type of magic! And I want to help you do it!" She positioned herself on top of you, legs on either side of your body and her breasts hanging down a little too close for this to look like anything but lovers in bed.
"What are you talking about?"
Yukino put on a serious look and held up a poster from the bulletin board in the main hall. "This poster calls for a (m/t) wizard" (In case it's a little vague this; (m/t), is meant to mean magic type, since this is a reader insert fic I wanted to give it something more personal by letting the readers choose their own type of magic.) "and you would be the perfect fit!" She finished with a smile.
You grunted and pushed her off you as you sat up. "Alright I'll go, but did you have to jump on me?"
Yukino giggled. "Yup! Now hurry up, we gotta leave early." She announced leaving you alone.
When you walked out into the main hall of the guild you see Yukino standing, dressed in her usual white dress and cloak but beside her is-...
"Master? Rogue?" You ask questioning the tall dragon slayers next to your friend.
Sting gave you a confident smile. "We heard from Yukino you were going out on a mission and we wanted to help. Oh and you can drop the master stuff." He said, his beaming blue eyes proving to be everything distracting.
You thought you were going to swoon. Going on a mission with Sting?! This was way beyond your parameters for a normal mission. But you couldn't afford to blow it, looking like an idiot in front of Sting would ruin your chances to getting close to him.
You hung your head shyly. feeling your face flush but not wanting to show it, you stammered. "I-I'm honored."
Sting and Rogue took the lead and began the walk out of town. You followed into step beside Yukino.
She leaned in and whispered in your ear. "Are you okay?"
You still had your head hung and in no set of mind to answer Yukino's question. You had no idea if you were okay. On one hand you finally got a chance to get close to Sting after admiring him for so many years but that also came with the risk of blowing it all sky high. The last thing you wanted to do was look incompetent in front of your crush.
You kept quiet, biting your lip to stop any wrong words from spilling out.
The sun was still rising by the time you all got to the train. It was going to be an hour ride from here to Canale, the city where the job had come from. As you all boarded the train Yukino brought out the job posting to go over details.
Sting and Rogue didn't last long though because the minute the train started moving was the minute both dragon slayers turned green. Yukino turned to them. "Oh, sorry. I almost forgot about your motion sickness…" She looked at them apologetically.
The twin dragons both had on faces of extreme discomfort. They couldn't reply because they were too busy leaning out the open window.
"You know I've always wondered something." You began looking between Yukino, Sting and Rogue. "Why do dragon slayers get motion sickness. All the dragon slayers in Fairy Tail, except one, have the same problem. Why is that?"
"Hell if I know!" Sting answered, hurling one more time out the window of the train. "But it's a pain in the ass." He grimaced, falling back into his seat still holding his stomach.
It was a long train ride, or at least it felt long with the dragon slayers constantly losing their lunch and Yukino explaining to you the details of the job.
In short a wealthy nobleman in Canale needed your magic type to take down local bandits that had been stealing his companies shipments. The reason he called specifically for a (m/t) wizard is because it's the only magic type that seems to have any effect on the bandit leader. The client had tried calling the aid of the magical guard around the city, and even the police but no one they sent came back. Thats when, Mr. Sohta, the wealthy nobleman and business owner of the blimp company in Canale put out job postings in a variety of guilds, asking for the aid of wizards in a class above the average hired thug.
Seeing everything written down on paper made it sound deceptively easy. In theory you should be able to take care of any unruly bandits but the request for a wizard of your skills and the information that no hired muscle had come back alerted you. Most likely it wouldn't be that easy to take the bandits down. But with the Twin Dragons on your side how could you lose?
The end of the train ride couldn't have come faster for Sting. When he felt the train stop he had to fight Rogue to be the first one off. Which failed miserably of course. Both dragon slayers pushed each against each other blocking the doorway for all members aboard the train until eventually they both slipped, ending up face first on the pavement. Yukino and (y/n) stepped off with a great deal more grace than Sting or Rogue had. The exceeds jumped off happily landing beside their partners.
"I hate trains…" Rogue mumbled miserably.
"Fro thinks so, too." Rogue patted his exceeds head before standing up, some of the color returning to his face.
Sting and Rogue recovered quickly and before too long Sting was proudly parading through the streets eager to get the job started. You were content with staying behind beside Yukino. You ran through a dozen different scenarios of how you could confess to Sting and each of them sounded stupid and ended badly.
You were starting to think it was useless to say anything, so you focused on the mission. Canale was beautiful, lots of streets filled with busy people enjoying the nice summer day. There were shops and vendor stands to match the multitude of people. But it didn't feel crowded, the city was so big you were sure you would get lost if Yukino wasn't looking at the map you bought.
You walked around another block corner and suddenly Yukino announced that you had finally arrived to where Mr. Sohta said he'd be. You started looking around. Mostly townhouses covered this block and there were less people but you didn't see Mr. Sohta.
"Are you sure it's here, Yukino?"
"Yes."
Sting turned around, confused. "Then where's Mr. Sohta?"
"Actually, I think he's in there." Yukino said pointing to a spot beyond Sting and Rogue. You and Sting followed her finger all the way down the street to a large building complex. The building was bigger than any other in this city and you had no idea how you had missed it. About twenty stories high, all windows, and curving to the left with expert architecture skills and sporting a flat top which a large blimp sat atop. Ten stories up sat a large sign, with cursive like letters saying; Sohta's Blimp Industries.
Everyone just sort of stared for a moment taking in the sight. This must have been the blimp business Mr. Sohta had mentioned on the job posting. It was surprising, the way he talked about his company you hadn't expect it to be so successful.
After taking it in you took the first steps towards the building, the rest following you. When you reached the door to the building it looked even more impressive. Inside was balconies leading to all the other floors, leaving space for miniature blimps to fly from floor to floor, some carrying letters, others fully electronic with computerized words flashing across a big screen.
The receptionist at the desk informed you Mr. Sohta was on the roof waiting for your arrival.
Yukino thanked the receptionist and you both got into the elevators waiting for the dragon slayers to join you.
"Aren't you coming, Rogue, Master?" You asked.
They both had uneasy smiles on, Sting scratched the back of his head while he said; "I think we're just gonna take the stairs." Before either you or Yukino could utter a word they took off for the stairs leaving their exceeds to run after them.
You and Yukino shared a shrug and continued to the top floor. When the elevator finally beeped indicating the roof you stepped out. Much to your surprise Sting and Rogue were waiting for you with Mr. Sohta. Lector and Frosch were passed out beside the dragon slayers both panting heavily.
"How did you get here faster than us?" You asked.
Sting showed you a toothy smile then; "Taking the stairs is much easier for us."
"Speak for yourself…" An exhausted Lector said through his pants.
"Ah yes, yes good, everyones here then!" Mr. Sohta spoke. Like his picture suggested he had sideburns joining into a full beard with a round jolly belly, reminding you of a certain holiday figure told to children. He wore suspenders over his white shirt and red tie. Mr. Sohta walked over to the blimp that was parked on the roof, it was hovering, tied down by only ropes. "As you know bandits have been robbing me of my shipments. I've tried everything I can think of to get rid of them, that is except constructing a super weapon on my blimps or something like that." Mr. Sohta laughed loudly like he expected the same from the rest of you but got nothing. He cleared his throat. "Well, that would be not very good for business so," His confidence came back and he made a big show of pointing to the group of mages in front of him. "I want you to make sure my blimp makes it safely to Magnolia! If those bandits can see that I have the means to get rid of them then I'm sure they won't bother me again."
Suddenly Sting looked uneasy again. He laughed weakly. "That sounds like a job for you two!" He turned to you and Yukino then tried to walk away only to be caught in the collar by Rogue.
"You can't skip out on a job because of your motion sickness. Mr. Sohta requires these bandits taken care of so we will honor him by doing so. You wouldn't want to tarnish Sabertooth's reputation?"
Sting's expression fell, he sighed "You're right...Okay then. Don't worry Mr. Sohta we will take care of the bandits and make sure your cargo gets to Magnolia safely." He shook hands with a very excited Mr. Sohta and hesitantly trudged onto the blimp.
An hour later, you were in the air and halfway to Magnolia but still there was no sign of the bandits.
"Poor Rogue and Sting." Yukino said referring to the dragon slayers that were curled up trying to keep from puking. "I wish there was a way to cure their motion sickness."
"Fro wishes that, too." Frosch exclaimed as he carried a bucket and a wet cloth to Rogue and Sting.
"I wish these bandits would attack already." You spoke your thoughts. "It's been forty minutes since we were in the air and no sign of them. It kinda makes me uneasy."
"Do you think they knew we were coming?" Yukino asked.
"I don't see how they would. Unless the bandits are getting insider information."
"You're not suggesting-?"
"That maybe one of Mr. Sohta's employees is in line with the bandits? It's possible, that could be why they always seem to know where the blimps are going and coming from and able to intercept them."
"Uhhm. Master, I think you need to see this!" Lector called from his spot by the blimps window.
Sting made an effort to walk where Lector was pointing, you and Yukino did the same. Appearing on the horizon was what looked to be a formation of birds, until they came closer you saw what Lector saw. It was a formation of wind mages, using their magic to fly straight for the blimp. You didn't have to guess to know their leader was at the front, at his command the formation broke off into threes, circling the blimp on all sides.
"Dammit!" Sting cursed still holding his stomach. "Rogue, we need to get outside and stop-"
Before Sting could finish there came a horrible screeching of metal and a torrent of air whipped your hair around. When you moved your hair out of your face you could see now where that noise had come from. Somehow the bandits penetrated the exterior of the blimp, causing the vents to go crazy, you could hear them moving around above the passenger cart.
Although both dragon slayers had pale faces and clenched their stomachs they stood up ready for a fight, only to fall back down again each hurling.
"Yukino, lets go!" You shouted, knowing that with Sting and Rogue's motion sickness it would be hard for them to fight. Yukino and you would have to do the best you could in the dragon slayers place.
"Yes!" Yukino followed you without hesitation, bringing out her keys as you ascended the hatchway to confront the bandits.
If the vents in the passengers cart were blasting extreme air then this was a hurricane. Cables hanging from various catwalks were whipped this way and that at the mercy of the wind. You could barely see with your hair blowing in your face like this. But the bandits seemed more at home than was right.
Hovering in the middle of the interior frame of the blimp, the wind mages kept the air flowing, just barely keeping the blimp flying with their magic. You had to take them out but with that gaping hole they created they were the only thing keeping the blimp in the air. Taking them out would mean to doom yourself to a deadly crash.
What you had guessed to be the bandits leader was standing above you on one of the catwalks. "So, the coward had to hire filthy guild mages to do his work for him, huh? Pathetic. You mages can't hope to beat us. We control the skies now, and you're in the middle of a hurricane." His lips curled together in a smile that told of murders beyond counting.
Your fists clenched and you cursed under your breath. Thankfully Yukino had an idea. "Open gate of the scales! Libra!" Libra appeared, twirling in time with the air all the time keeping the scales she held upright. "Libra! We need you to keep the blimp balanced while we fight!"
"Balance must be maintained to assure victory." Libra said mysteriously, rising up to balance herself on a steel beam.
"Open gate of the fish! Pieces!" Next Yukino called on two large fish to fight with her. Pieces circled around the bandits and catwalks, intertwining themselves so it looked like two giant serpents were carrying the blimp. Yukino already looked fully concentrated on just keeping two gates open at the same time. Taking care of the bandits as quickly as possible was now of highest priority.
"You won't stop me from taking this blimp." The bandit leader said. "I already told you we own the skies! Sohta has no right to clog up our airways!"
"The skies cannot belong to one band of people alone!" Yukino's voice rang out. "I swore that what makes the skies beautiful was the freedom they hold! You can't claim to own anything that free!"
"You have no right to terrorize a good mans business like this." You added, readying your magic attacks. "People need these supplies to reach their towns, to deny them that necessity would be to sentence them to poverty."
The bandit leader didn't look ruffled, instead he chuckled. "Then so be it. We are taking this blimp. And you will be sorry you stepped foot on it."
Yukino was about to order Pieces to attack when two more bandits entered from the hole in the blimp, the wind mages quickly engaged Pieces in a battle, leaving the leader open to your attacks.
The wind mage had a tornado of air keeping him aloft inside the blimp, one blast from your magic cut through his wind cushion though. He fell to the ground, breaking his fall with a blast of air before facing you.
You engaged the bandit leader. Using your magic to break through his wind barriers easily. But the leader was strong and more than once he landed a good hit on you, throwing you into the rounded canvas that was the wall.
It didn't take long for Pieces to be sent back to the spirit world, leaving Yukino no other choice but to dodge the attacks aimed at her. Libra had to break her focus on balance and take on the bandits that were after Yukino. You wanted to help her but the leader blasted you into a steel beam, making you lose your breath.
You tried to stand up in time but the leader took you by the throat. He held you over the ground in a choking hold.
Your feet kicked out for any hope of finding something to stand on but the leader was now rising in the air with you. He held you far away from any kind of platform and at a height that made you sick when you glanced down at all the steel and iron beams that you would most likely hit on your way down.
You were losing air fast and didn't know how long you could hold out. The bandit leader decided to test that as he ordered his wind mages to break from the formation circling air around the inside just long enough to attack you with a powerful wind attack, one by one.
Each attack aimed at you took your breath away, unable to even get a second to regain yourself the bandits easily overtook you. Soon enough you had gone limp, unable to move your body out of pain and unable to take in a proper breath.
The leader laughed when he felt you go limp. "Had enough?" He asked but didn't wait for an answer as he threw you to the ground sending an extra blast of air to hurry you on your way down.
A cry escaped your lips, the only thing you could do was scream, as the wind rushed ever faster past you. Soon you would hit the steel frame of the blimp and when that happened you highly doubted it would be anything less than deadly.
Suddenly your cry was cut off as something slammed into you. In the confusion you felt arms wrap around your body. The two bodies descended, landing with a lessened force because of the interruption of your momentum. You looked up when you hit the ground.
Your throat was dry and you could barely speak but you managed to choke out; "M-master?"
Sting looked down at you, his face serious. He was still pale and you guessed he was fighting his motion sickness as he said. "Sorry I took so long. Don't worry, you did great, I'll take care of them from here." He flashed you a failed confident smile, if you wanted to protest there was little you could do as you were still catching your breath. Sting stood up, turning around to face the bandits, he stumbled a bit when the blimp shook but he held his ground. "White drive!" He shouted, using the same power he displayed at the grand magic games...dragon force!
You noticed Rogue had already called upon the power of dragon force and was now using his shadow abilities to take on some of the bandits.
Something came into your field of view, a small cat holding a broken steel beam stood in place of Sting as he fought the bandits. "Don't worry, (y/n). I won't let those bandits get near!" Lector reassured you as he cheered on his dragon slayer partner. While Lector shouted support to Sting and Rogue a new body buried it's head under your arm.
You recognized the eyes of a pink frog suit. "Frosch…?" You croaked out. The poor exceed looked terrified, he was holding his ears down and shaking.
"Fro is scared of fighting." He said feebly.
You patted Frosch on the head, holding him close in your arms. "It's okay," You found your voice and reassured him. "Lector will keep us from harm." You swore Lector and Sting had the same smile as Lector turned around to face you. Frosch's shaking calmed down just a bit.
You watched Rogue and Sting fight their motion sickness at the same time they fought the bandits. Yukino had also run out of spirits and had to resort to dodging the bandits attacks while thinking up a new strategy. You wanted to help your friends, desperately but the wounds that bandit leader had given you were still serious. You tried to stand but doubled over instantly because of the pain.
"Good luck, Twin Dragons." You whispered. Knowing full well that the fight was up to them now.
Sting managed to keep his motion sickness at bay if he didn't stand in one place for too long. So he kept himself in motion, quite a strange way to keep motion sickness at bay but whatever works. He stayed away from the bandits attacks and sent them the occasional white dragons claw or white dragons roar.
"Wing of the white dragon!" He shouted, blasting one of the bandits out of the blimp through the gaping hole on the top. The minute he sent the bandit hurling outside the blimp it shifted position and Sting felt like he was going to hurl his lunch all over again.
Knocking a few of the bandits outside had upset the balance they provided by circling air inside the blimp. Now the whole thing was tilted down and he knew it was only a matter of time before they hit the ground. Rogue and Yukino were having a hard time holding their own, the same as him. Sting dodged another attack and landed a few meters from (y/n). She looked hurt bad, unable to even stand because of those damn bandits. Sting swore to himself they would pay for hurting one of his comrades.
He launched himself off the ground again and attacked the bandits with all the strength he had left. Rogue caught sight of Sting's renewed vigor and did the same. Together the twin dragons began their counter attack and had wiped out the all the bandits except one.
The leader lay on his hands and knees, he knew that he'd been beat even before Sting and Rogue joined Yukino in front of him.
"You won't bother the shipments coming this way anymore." Sting said, a dark aura resonating from him in waves. "You are going to answer for your crimes and for hurting my friend." The bandit leader looked up just in time to see Sting throw him another kick. The kick had enough force to knock him flat on his face, unconscious.
The bandits had been taken care of but the blimp was now at a dangerous angle. All the air the was kept circling around the interior was now being sucked out of the hole those bandits had opened up.
Sting was about to shout a plan of action when the blimp hit something hard. Suddenly the blimp veered to the right. A sharp rock protrusion penetrated the canvas of the blimp, with that much damage all hopes of fixing the holes to keep the blimp aloft were blown out the window, quite literally.
Sting noticed that where the rock had torn into the blimp was where he had left (y/n) after saving her from that fall. The scream that came next voiced his fears.
It was hard enough to stand but saving (y/n) would prove to be a larger challenge. Unfortunately Sting's motion sickness chose the worst time to hit full force. But he had to hurry if he was going to stop (y/n) from falling out of the new huge tear in the blimp.
"(Y/N)!" Sting shouted as he tripped over himself trying to reach her.
You swore this was how you were going to die and with a frightened heart you realized you still had a tight grip on Frosch bringing the crying exceed down with you. You had no idea where Lector was but as the force of the wind knocked you off your feet it didn't matter. There was nothing you could do to save Lector if you were already falling to your death.
Frosch tightened his grip on you and somehow you managed to hold on to the very fragile ripped canvas. Thankfully Frosch's grip on you kept him from falling off because you had to use both hands to hold on and dodge the mountain side closing in behind you.
If only you could pull yourself up but that was unlikely with these injuries. You didn't think you'd last that long anyway because the canvas was ripping even more, threatening to detach from the blimp permanently.
"(y/n)!" You heard a familiar voice calling. "Hang in there!" Sting was perched dangerously close to the edge, reaching out his hand to grab yours.
Pushing past what your muscles would let you do, you used a mammoth effort to reach up to Sting's hand. But the canvas ripped more and you were farther away from Stings grasp. There was no way you could reach him now, you were too far away and your strength was failing.
"Master!" You yelled into the rushing air as the canvas broke and you began your descend, a poor undeserving exceed clinging to your chest.
Before the wind could take you, you felt a tug on your wrist and you stopped falling. You looked up to see what had stopped you from falling as you feet dangled over the ever growing ground. Sting had jumped off the blimp and now had a firm grip on the blimps steel frame his other hand holding onto you.
You felt tears burn the back of your eyes. You couldn't stop a few tears from falling as you saw how Sting was struggling. His face turned green looking ready to vomit but his face had the determination that you had only seen on the Fairy Tail wizards during the GMG.
"I won't let you fall!" He shouted, his words barely reaching you. You moved your hand up and grabbed his wrist securing a stronger hold on him. More tears fell as you saw Rogue and Yukino struggling to pull both of you up.
Meanwhile the mountainside had been getting closer every second and soon the blimp would crash. You surveyed the landscape getting closer to you and had an idea.
"Master Eucliffe!" You called getting Sting's attention. "Let me go!"
Sting's face went white as snow. "No! I won't let you fall!" He shouted back full of determination.
"Frosch!" Rogue called when he heard your plan of action.
"We'll be fine, I promise! Just let me go!" You insisted releasing your grip on Sting's wrist, his hold the only thing keeping you from falling.
"No!" He continued to refuse but your hands had grown sweaty and he was losing his grip on you.
The ground was coming closer and it wasn't long before you hit the ground, time was running out. Despite Sting's best efforts you fell from his hands. When you felt weightlessness you held tight onto the small exceed still clinging to you, bent your knees and braced for impact.
AN: Since this is my first reader insert fic I'm really curious as to how I did. Leave a comment to let me know what I could improve on and such. Also let me know if you want me to continue this. :)