Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does. I want to explore and mess with his characters to satisfy my plot bunnies.
Hi everyone! I'm chanting-to-u (on Tumblr), I've been more of a reader than a writer of fanfiction, and have decided to make an account for story(ies) I have in mind to flesh out.
Instead of waiting for that big project and publishing it here though, I've decided to publish the submissions I wrote for FT Side Characters Week 2015 from Tumblr to in the meantime. Just to test the waters, and see how everyone thinks ^^"
There are two drabbles/short fics I wrote for the side characters week last year. I might consider turning the analysis posts I wrote for the other five into short fics, we'll see!
The chapters will follow the theme given for each day, the first is a focus on our dear Mest Gryder / Doranbolt, set between Ch. 416 and 417, and pre-438.
Magic
The sound of birds and the warmth of the sun woke Doranbolt up from his slumber. How long has time passed since Makarov announced that Fairy Tail has disbanded? A week? A month? He isn't sure. In fact, he isn't sure of anything anymore. Makarov's revelation still haunts him in his sleep.
"You're a member of Fairy Tail. You erased your own memories in order to infiltrate the Magic Council."
Doranbolt looked down at the guild mark on his right shoulder, brows furrowed. He's been searching his memories for a trace, a hint – anything that could help him remember who he supposedly was.
Nothing.
"Losing myself to my own magic," he scoffs at the irony.
His memories have slowly been coming back. He remembers his name – Mest Gryder – that he was a part of the guild. Before his infiltration as a council member. It seems even when he erased his own memories, he used his real name as an alias without even knowing it.
He also remembers erasing everyone's memory of him. The day Mest Gryder no longer existed, and he became Doranbolt.
"Is that all of them?" Makarov said.
"Yes. Laxus and the Raijinshuu were a little hard to track down, but rest assured everyone won't remember me by the time they wake up."
"Thank you. I know it's not an easy task," Makarov said.
"It's nothing. I won't do anything to yours Makarov. I don't want the Master of Fairy Tail on the back of my conscience," he jokes, trying to lighten the situation, "I'll erase my own memories too. As messed up as that sounds, using my own magic on myself and all."
Makarov sighed, "I've warned you of this before. Tampering with your own memories will make things troublesome when the time comes."
"This leaves absolutely no chance of suspicion or a slip of the tongue. It's fail-proof," and let's hope there won't come a time where I'll need my memories back, Mest added silently. If Makarov keeps to his word, he'd rather not be there to see the disbandment of Fairy Tail.
"You and the kids might cross paths, as enemies even. Are you sure about this?" Makarov warned him again, except there's a hint of concern this time. It broke Mest out of his thoughts, but he has made his decision.
"If I can protect Fairy Tail. It doesn't matter what happens to me," Mest said, looking at Makarov square in the eye.
By the time Mest saw the Fairy Tail guild mark Natsu had set ablaze in the Crocus stadium, he has remembered everything. With Lucy's reports in the papers and his own magic, he's kept track of where everyone else was while slowly making his way back to Magnolia in the process – where Fairy Tail will most likely rebuild the guild.
He needs to find Makarov. As soon as possible.
Let's hope I make it in time, he thinks to himself. Looking back at the familiar guild mark once more before teleporting.
A/N: I had this written and queued way before chapter 439 released, so excuse any inconsistencies with the manga. Inspiration hit when Mest/Doranbolt showed up again in 438, and it became… this. I had to explore some of that memory loss he had!
Reviews, comments, and criticism (when constructive!) welcomed! I would love to hear your thoughts! ^^