A/N: I found this story when i was sifting through my files. This was another story I started when i wasn't working on Advent of the Stars, since I had lost its original file, i had gotten out of wring Fairy Tail and moved on to Hyperdimension Neptunia, which i haven't posted and probably wont for a while...but yeah, I have no intention of continuing this for the time being, but I'd like to know what you think..leave a review or ignore it, i don't care...thanks and have a nice day...
Fairy Tail
Tales of the Hellfire Dragon
Chapter 1
Cait Shelter
The rain battered the land relentlessly, showing it that it wasn't about to end its deluge. Thunder boomed and the wind roared loudly, making the nearby trees bend from the stress. Leaves flew through the air, along with branches that were no longer strong enough to stay on the trees they once belonged too. The path that was usually made of hard dirt, now turned into a muddy bog that would trap anyone who dared walk across it. That didn't stop one lone teen from making his way through the storm. His hair was stuck to his face from the rain, and he was hugging his cloak tightly against his skin. His shoes were covered in the dark brown mud, along with his legs as he was wearing low cut shorts. He shivered a bit, blue eyes scanning the area. He grit his teeth as he pushed through the rough wind. He looked into his cloak, where he was holding his best friend Phoebe. The dark orange feline shivered a bit as she slept. She had a cold sweat running down her face and her cheeks were tinged red from fever. The young man whimpered a bit and kept walking through the rain. His senses had picked up human activity nearby, and he was trying his hardest to reach the small settlement.
He had been wandering since way before the storm had picked up, and it was only a light rain several hours ago. He had been trying to reach the nearest town, so that his friend could get medical attention. He had run out of medicine and healing potions and was running out of options. This small village was the only thing that was holding their fate, whether she lived or died, it would be up to him. The wind blew again, making him fall back into the mud. He cried in anger and stood up, his cloak whipping behind him, only being tied around his neck by a single lace. He reached behind him and pulled his hood back over his head, covering his dark blue hair from the rain. His reptilian eyes scanned the area for enemies and luckily there were none.
He made his way down the muddy hill, getting that much closer to the settlement. He reflected back on how he had gotten to this point. It had started back when he was smaller, around the age of Six. He had been trained in a lost art, by his parent Atlas Flame. He was one of the few humans that lived in his home, named promptly as the Sun Village. Even now, their crest was proudly on his shoulder, displaying his loyalties to his tribe, well family since they were all giants. Atlas Flame was a Hellfire Dragon, one that granted him the use of his magic, though for some reason his had turned into a rare blue fire. He was proud of his son and when he was old enough, he was sent on his life changing journey. He had grown a lot in Seven years and made his way to the West part of Fiore, on foot no less. Somewhere along the way, he found a weird egg, which hatched into his partner and best friend Phoebe. He had been alone for so long, and taking care of her until she was old enough to fly on her own was what made his life a bit better. Losing her was not an option, which is why he would walk across this storm, even if he got pneumonia from it.
A Forest Vulcan burst from the forest, looking rather angry. The large monkey was soaked to the bone. His eyes were set on the long teenage boy, a smirk on his face.
"Human, give me cloak." he demanded. The young boy took a step back, fear clear in his eyes. While normally, a single Vulcan wasn't an issue, during a storm was another story. Especially in his weakened state and with his sick friend, he couldn't afford to waste his remaining magic power, not not. He grit his teeth and broke into a sprint, running past the monkey, who gave chase.
"Damn it. Not now." he muttered, gritting his teeth as the fat rain droplets hit his face. His eyes stung a bit, and his hair was blocking his eyes.
The Vulcan threw a punch at him, catching him in the side. He screamed in pain and slammed into a tree. He felt his arm snap from the hit, making him howl in pain. He dropped to the ground, still clutching Phoebe in his arm. His cheek was bleeding and his eye was closed. The monkey clapped its giant hands, cheering for the successful attack. The boy struggled to stand, his leg was hurt from the impact as well, but not enough to stop him permanently. He stood in front of the Vulcan, eyes filled with anger.
"Bastard. I'll teach you a lesson. Fire Make Whip." he chanted, channeling his magic into his hand. A flaming whip shot at the monkey, wrapping around its body. It glowed a bright blue as the flames grew in strength. The Vulcan howled in pain from the attack and tried to break free.
"Fire Make Chain Whip." He chanted, turning his whip into a sharp whip blade. He pulled the whip as hard as he could splitting the large creature in half. The boy let the flames die down, some of it turning into steam from the rain water. He groaned in pain from his broken arm, which he had to use to hold Phoebe tightly onto his body. He was a bit dizzy, loosing magic and now having a broken limb was really wiping him out. He turned back, being that much closer to the village. He limped his way toward it, feeling a strong magic signature nearby. Thunder boomed and lightning tore the sky, illuminating the area. His eye had swollen shut from the hit he took when he slammed into the tree, and he was sure he was loosing blood from his broken arm. He felt Phoebe move and he looked at her with his open eye, a look of worry on his face. She looked up at him, brown orbs filled with sadness.
"Ai...den..where..."
"Shh, don't speak. Get your rest, we're almost near the town." he said, continuing his way. The Exceed felt something warm dripping on her and ran her paw across his arm, feeling his sharp bone poking through his skin. Her eyes widened when she saw his blood.
"Aiden..what happened?"
"A Vulcan attacked. Don't worry I'm fine." he lied. Even though he was naturally resilient to attacks like that, a snapped arm was nothing if not painful, and it took a lot of will power to not scream when she touched his bone.
"You are not fine..you.." she broke into a coughing fit, forcing him to stop.
"Don't speak Phoebe, you're sick enough as it is. Please just rest, don't worry about me." He said firmly. She sighed and nodded, closing her eyes for a bit. For now, she'd trust that he'd get them to safety, besides, he wasn't that weak.
It took him about another hour of walking to reach the small village he had sensed before. He was immensely tired, and the storm hadn't let up, if anything, it had gotten stronger. He walked across the main part of the small village, or tried too, since he was dragging his leg now from the strain. He was sure his ankle was swollen, enough to restrict his movements for a while. He stumbled and fell to his side, causing him to let out a sharp of pain, which was sadly hidden by another lightning crack. Phoebe didn't care anymore, she jumped out of his arms and summoned her wings through Aera magic.
"I'm not letting you..*cough*...keep hurting yourself."
"Phoebe, please..don't get...wet." he muttered. She felt faint, but she wasn't letting her best friend die outside in the rain. She firmly grasped his cloak and started flying towards the biggest building, which was in the shape of a cat for some reason or another. The wind picked up again, almost forcing her back, her wings felt like they would snap at any second, but she didn't care. She pushed through it, letting out a tired but fierce scream. Aiden looked at her, a tired look on his face. He didn't want her to force herself, she had barely lifted him off the ground. He planted his good leg firmly on the ground and they both made their way into the building. He noticed a few people sitting around on large tables, and a raging fire on the other side of the room. There was an elderly man dressed in tribal clothing at the bar, and next to him was a blue haired girl who was reading a book. The man sensed him and looked up, eyes widening in shock.
"Help." he muttered before falling unconscious. Phoebe followed suit, too spent and sick to keep herself awake. The old man stood up, grabbing his cane.
"Quick, get them to the medical bay. Wendy, we'll need your help more than ever." he said, tone clearly worried. Wendy nodded and stood up, trying her hair back with a scrunchy that she had around her wrist. She brushed her green dress off and got up from her seat. She saw her fellow guild mates take the young boy towards the medical bay. She walked in and saw her friend, Nobal taking the boy's cloak off and when he did he was stunned.
"Oh my god." he cried. Wendy's eyes widened in shock. This young boy had a broken arm, with three bone fragments sticking out of his skin, and his hand was also in bad condition. His shoulder was out of place and his ankle was severely sprained, if not broken. He also had a cut on his cheek that was bleeding, though not as life threatening as the broken limb.
"What happened to him?" she muttered, worry clear in her tone.
"Probably a Vulcan or something." Nobal said. She nodded and knelt next to the young boy.
"I need some warm water and some rags, please hurry. And don't tell Carla about this, I don't think she needs to be woken up for this."
"You got it Wendy." Nobal said, heading out of the medical bay. Wendy swallowed hard. She had dealt with broken limbs once in her life, but never one where the bone was sticking out of the skin. She let her medical training take over and straightened the arm as best she could, before she started pushing the bones back in place. The young boy screamed in pain, even though he was unconscious. It made it even harder for her to work.
"What...are you...doing..to Aiden?" a tired voice asked. Wendy looked over, seeing the exceed the boy had come in with sitting up on her bed. She looked pissed.
"Don't worry, I'm a healer so I know what I'm doing. Its going to take a lot of magic for me to heal him up, but before that I need to push the bone back into place." she said firmly, though with a soft tone. Phoebe nodded and coughed loudly. Wendy held a hand on her forehead, eyes widening a bit.
"You have a high fever, how are you still up?" she asked.
"My friend...I won't rest until he's...fine." she said. Wendy let her healing magic start lowering her fever a bit. It would take Five minutes for her to be fully healed at this rate.
"My name is Wendy Marvell. What's yours?" she asked.
"Phoebe Flame." she said, closing her eyes as she felt her magic returning. Wendy looked back at the boy, a sad look on her face.
"And I take it his name is Aiden, from what you said right?"
"Yeah, Aiden Flame." She said. Wendy nodded and focused on her magic. Within minutes, Phoebe was healed, so she focused on positioning all the bones in Aiden's arm. Nobal came back with the water and the rags, which she used to wash the areas clean from the mud that he had.
"Thanks Nobal." she said.
"No worries, I'll leave you to your work. Would you like anything miss?" he asked, looking to Phoebe. She shook her head.
"Not now thank you." she said. The man nodded and left the room.
"Would you mind helping me Phoebe?" Wendy asked. The cat shook her head and summoned her wings, grabbing another rag from the bucket. She started cleaning the boy's legs, which were covered in mud and littered in scratches.
"Must be weird seeing a talking cat huh?" She asked. Wendy shook her head.
"Not really. My best friend Carla is a talking cat just like you..an Exceed." she said.
"There are others? I was sure I was the only one." the orange cat said firmly. She sighed and smiled. "Maybe this Carla will help me pick out some better clothes." she said, looking at her black shirt and pink skirt combo. It was the only thing Aiden could afford at the time. Wendy giggled.
"I'm sure Carla would love another Exceed friend." She said. They remained silent, as Wendy needed her focus to heal Aiden's arm. Her glowing green magic increased a bit as she poured everything she had into the injuries. She could sense the bones in his arm popping back into place and healing perfectly, his shoulder was also fully healed. She moved her hands down to his swollen ankle and focused on the sprain.
"What attacked you guys?" She asked, ignoring the sweat that rolled down her face.
"A Vulcan, I remember Aiden using his magic to cut it in half." She said. Wendy grimaced a bit. Sure, a few of her guild mates were hunters and she was used to seeing animal corpses, but cutting one in half, it just made her want to vomit.
"By the face you're making, I can tell you've never seen something get killed. I get it, the first time I saw him do it, I couldn't sleep. But I had to get used to it, hunting is cheaper than buying the food in town. And the pelts go for good money." She said with a small shrug. Aiden was at least free of mud now, he'd still need a bath, but he was fine for now. She looked back at he muddy water, not wanting to see herself in the reflection.
"I guess that's true. A few of my guild mates hunt all the time, I just haven't gotten used to the..dead animals." she said.
"Guild mates? This is a guild?" Phoebe asked. Wendy nodded, a small smile on her face.
"This is the Cait Shelter guild. We're not well known, or very popular...but we take our jobs seriously. We're mostly known for clothes making and animal hide selling, not much for magic. In fact, I think I'm the only mage here." she said.
"Oh." the exceed simply said. She had never been to a wizard guild before. She was glad that Aiden had sensed this girls power, or else they would have died. Wendy let out a sigh and fell back, clearly tired. She wiped some sweat from her forehead, a tired smile on her face.
"There, he's fully recovered from his injuries, but he still needs another healing session to be fully recovered. I'm sorry, I'm still too weak for something like this."
"Don't be sorry. You saved our lives." Phoebe said, clearly grateful to the young girl.
"I guess I did. I'll let the two of you rest and finish up in the morning." She said, wrapping the young boy's arm with medical gauze. Thankfully it was enchanted with healing properties so even with her resting, he'd still be healing a bit. She could sense a strong magic within him, so she was sure he'd be fine. Once she was finished she stood up, a bit tired.
"Thanks a lot Wendy. We owe you one." the orange exceed said, making her blush.
"It was nothing. Healing people is my job, good night." she said, leaving the room with the bucket of soiled water. Phoebe smiled at the kind girl's retreating form, before looking back at her best friend. He was still suffering a bit of pain, but that was normal, even with healing some of the injuries were still a bit fresh. The rain outside started to lessen a bit, but the wind was still blowing rather roughly. She sighed and doused the candle in the room, throwing it into darkness. She was at least glad her best friend was fine, and she herself couldn't thank the young healer enough for curing her flu.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he woke up, but he felt better than ever. Aiden sat up and looked around, finding himself in what he assumed was a medical bay. He saw a few other cots in the room, as well as a small sink. The curtains were open, revealing a bright and sunny day outside. He looked down, finding himself in nothing but bandages, his arm was also bandaged, as well as his leg. He was shirtless of course and he half wondered where his shirt went. He felt his neck, sighing in relief when he felt his necklace still in place. His blue eyes scanned the room for others, but found it empty, even Phoebe was gone, though traces of her scent were left behind, along with that of another person, a young girl by the looks of it. He yawned and stretched his tired arms.
"Man, what time is it?" he muttered. Since had been asleep, he figured it must have been a few hours. He felt a presence b the door and looked up, seeing a young man, in his early thirties perhaps, walk into the room. He was wearing mostly tribal attire, with a light purple vest, and black shorts. He also wore leather shoes, held together by leather laces. The man smiled at him.
"Ah, you're awake. We were wondering when you'd finally be up." he said.
"Uh..where am I exactly?" Aiden asked.
"Why, you're in the Cait Shelter guild. You got lucky kid, when you showed up here half dead, we thought we'd have to prepare a funeral. Luckily, our best healer was on hand and helped you though it. You've been asleep for a week straight."
"A week?" Aiden cried out in shock.
"Yes sir. I'll go get her right now, along with your feline friend. Names Nobal by the way." the man said, leaving the room. Aiden brushed his blue locks back, a sigh escaping his lips.
"A week huh? I guess that dragon sighting must have run cold by now." he muttered. It was true, he and his friend had heard that a dragon had been sighted and had wanted to check it out, to see if it was Atlas Flame, his Father. Back in the Sun Village, he was the fire that kept the village protected, the Eternal Flame. But the day he left the village, he went to speak to his father for more training advice, and felt that his presence was gone, just the flames were left behind. He had stuck around for a few more days, before finally telling the giants that he was leaving on a journey to find him. Although he doubted anyone would miss a giant Dragon that was covered in hell fire all the time.
"It probably wasn't even him." he muttered with disdain.
"Who wasn't him?" a voice asked. He looked up, seeing a young girl, maybe a year younger than he was, standing by the door. She had long blue hair that reached down her back, and was wearing a yellow, blue and white scaled dress, with white straps. It bore a small bow in the front, over her growing chest, and the hem of it was spiked. She was also wearing blue shoes. She wore small wing like arm bands on her arms and similar ones on her ankles. She looked really cute, making him blush a bit.
"Uh..hello." he said quietly. She blushed, a small smile on her face.
"Hi." she said. They looked at each other for a few seconds before Phoebe flew into the room.
"Aiden." she cried, hugging his face. He grunted a bit in surprised and grabbed the exceed.
"Gah...Phoebe..can't breathe." he said before pulling her free.
"You're finally awake. Idiot, I can't believe you did that to me. Fighting a Vulcan in the middle of a storm, you could have died dumbass."
"It wasn't as if I had a choice. The bastard attacked me and I had to protect you. I can tell you got over your flu, but it was so fast." he said, checking her over. She smiled.
"Wendy helped me. She healed me up and I'm flu free." she said, pointing to the young girl, who was busy looking at her shoes.
"You healed her?" he asked, standing up from his bed. He wasn't much older than her, a year at most, but he was taller by several inches.
"Um..yeah. It wasn't hard for me to do it..It took a lot of magic to heal you though. Your arm was broken in three places, and your hand was shattered too, your shoulder was out of place and your ankle was sprained. You also had a swollen eye and a cut to your cheek, which luckily didn't scar." she said. He smiled and hugged her tightly, startling her a bit.
"Thanks for healing Phoebe. You have no idea how much she means to me." he said. She nodded and tried to hide her blush.
"Y-yeah. You can probably take those off." She said, pointing to his bandages. He nodded and started taking the bandages off, finally being free of the cotton wrapping. He clenched his arm and flexed his muscles, smiling a bit.
"Right, I can fight again." he said with a smile.
"Of course you'd want to fight something right after shattering your arm." Phoebe said with disdain in her tone.
"What can I say? I have a fiery personality." he said with a chuckle.
"Um...all of your clothes were ripped up during the storm, so I had to make you new ones based on the old ones. The baths are through that door." Wendy said, pointing to a side room in the medical bay. She handed him a bundle of folded clothes with a shy look on her face.
"Thanks Wendy. I won't be long alright, keep her company Phoebe." Aiden said firmly, before heading to the bathrooms. Wendy caught the red mark on his shoulder before he ducked into the other room.
"Oh, he's part of a guild?" she asked, curiosity and disappointment lidded her statement. Phoebe tilted her head in confusion a bit, before realization hit her.
"Oh, you must be referring to the mark on his shoulder. Its not a guild mark, if that's what you mean. That's the mark of his home, the Sun Village. He has it to remember his home, and his father who left him on his own a few years back. This was before we met." She said.
"The Sun Village? I've never heard of that place." Wendy said.
"He's told me stories of it, apparently its a village south of here, in a forest. He told me that only giants live in that village, the houses are huge as we well. He said a single pork roast would feed you for six years." She said.
"Wow. I'd like to go there some day." Wendy said, stars in her eyes. While she didn't really care for the food, she did want to see giants. Although if they were giant, then she'd probably be squished to death, like a little bug.
"Me too, but Aiden vowed not to go until he found his father. Something about asking why he left in the first place?" She said with a shrug. Wendy nodded.
"Who's his father?" She asked.
"I'm not sure exactly. He said his name was Atlas Flame, but never elaborated on what he was."
"He's a Dragon." Aiden said, entering the room after his shower. He was now wearing the clothes Wendy had made for him, which consisted of a purple vest, which he had left open to show his abs, along with low cut black pants. He also had on thick leather boots, made from some sort of animal. The vest itself reached down past his waist, almost to his knees, but he had tied it off with a blue scarf, keeping the top open while the bottom moved freely. His necklace hung loosely around his neck and his hair was spiked a bit from the shower. Wendy blushed and looked away from him.
"Wow, you look good in those threads." Phoebe said, flying up to him. She flew around him, getting every angle she could.
"Thanks, Wendy really knows how to sow. These fit me perfectly." he said, tugging his vest a bit. She smiled.
"Glad you like them. We should go tell Master Roubaul that your awake." She said. He nodded and followed her out of the room. They entered the main room of the guild hall, where several people were chatting amiably, some drinking, others reading and some were even wrestling. At the bar was an elderly man, who he recognized as the man he had briefly seen the night he wondered into the guild. He set his mug down, a smile on his face.
"Ah, your finally awake. You had us worried young one. Wendy here couldn't sit still." he said.
"I'd like to thank you Master Roubaul, for not only letting me stay here in your guild, but for also allowing one of your skilled mages to heal me while I was out of it. If I hadn't made it here, I'm sure me and my friend would have died." he said. The old man smiled.
"Its nothing young one. I can't turn down someone who asked for help. I'm glad to see your fine. You must be hungry." he said. Aiden now noticed just how hungry he was. A beautiful woman, perhaps in her late twenties, set a plate of food before him, a smile on her face. He wasted no time in wolfing it down.
"Wow, he can sure put it away." the young woman said, making the old master chuckle.
"I'm impressed. I've never seen someone eat that fast before." the master said, while Aiden finished his food. He smiled and wiped his face clean with his napkin.
"Thanks a lot for the food. It was great, though some fire would go great right about now." he said with a smile. The barmaid looked at him weird.
"Fire?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, small fire, big fire, orange fire, or even black fire, any fire will work." he said. Wendy just looked at him weird.
"Alright, I'll bring you some fire." the barmaid said, leaving for the kitchen.
"So, you hail from the Sun Village correct? That mark on your arm tells me so." Roubaul said, making the young man nod.
"Yeah, I'm from the Sun Village. Its pretty far from here, and I haven't been back in Seven Years. It took me six just to walk all the way over here." he said with a shrug.
"You walked all the way here?" Wendy asked, rather alarmed. Aiden nodded.
"There's no way in hell I was going to ride a train. I found it better to walk, its good exercise and as a result, I got good stamina. I can run for five miles and not get winded." he said with a smile. The barmaid returned with a large torch, the flame was whipping about wildly, making him smile.
"Alright, that's what I'm talking about." he said, taking the torch from her hand, he held it close to his lips and took a deep breath, sucking the flames into his mouth. They were gone in seconds, he sighed, exhaling some smoke.
"That was great, thanks a lot miss." he said, the barmaid smiled and took the spent torch from his hands, along with the dirty dishes. Wendy looked at him, eyes widened.
"You eat fire...are you a Dragon Slayer?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm the Hellfire Dragon Slayer, Aiden Flame, son of Atlas Flame." he said.
"Wait...all this time you were the son of a dragon?" Phoebe asked. He nodded.
"I thought I told you what I was a long time ago?" he asked.
"No, you never did. You always gave me a cryptic answer." she said firmly.
"Aiden, have you ever met a Dragon named Grandeeney?" Wendy asked. He shook his head.
"No I haven't. The only dragon I ever met was my dad, and he disappeared Seven years ago. I've been searching for him ever since then, but the bastard made it hard. I mean, its not hard to miss a large dragon covered in fire, but apparently he's a good hider." he said, a bit angered at his father. She sighed.
"Tell me about it, Grandeeney left me as well...I've been wanting to see her again, but its hard to get information, especially to a guild as small as this one." She said sadly. He hummed a bit, remembering the reason he was passing through their area in the first place.
"Right, back in Shirotsume, I heard rumors of there being a Dragon in the mountains around this area. North Mountain to be precise." He said.
"North Mountain isn't that far from here. Just a days walk actually." Wendy said, rather excitedly.
"Now Wendy, I don't think I can let you go to North Mountain on your own, it could be dangerous." Roubaul said sternly.
"Oh come on Master. How am I supposed to get stronger if I don't leave town? For other than pet finding missions." she said, stressing the latter a lot.
"Well I for one agree with the Master." a new voice said. Aiden looked down, seeing a white exceed standing by Wendy's leg. He hadn't even noticed her before. She was wearing a beautiful sun dress, with several different colors, blue and cream being the ones that stood out the most. She had a stern gaze on her face. Wendy sighed.
"Carla, this is about a dragon, that could possibly be Grandeeney. Can't you just let me go?" Wendy pleaded.
"Absolutely not. Especially if its to North Mountain. You know Wyvern live there and could easily hurt you." She said firmly.
"What if I go with her? I mean this is a benefit for me too." Aiden said. The white exceed scoffed.
"I don't even know you. How can I make sure your intentions are pure? For all I know, you could take advantage of her while I'm not around." She said.
"I'd never do that. Have some respect." Aiden said, rather angrily.
"Yeah Carla, I know Aiden very well and he'd never do anything to hurt a woman." Phoebe said, trying to keep her new friend from lashing out anymore.
"I'm sorry Phoebe, but I don't know him as well as you do. I can't trust that he wouldn't do anything." She said firmly.
"I know, you could join the guild. That way we can all go, as a personal mission." Wendy said.
"That's not a bad idea. We'd love to have the two of you with us." Roubaul said with a smile.
"I well...I don't know." Aiden said, looking at the ground.
"Oh please? Would you? Phoebe you said you owed me one, so how about you join the guild?" Wendy asked.
"I guess I did say that. Alright Wendy, for you I'll join the guild." Phoebe said with a smile. Wendy smiled back and looked at Aiden.
"How about it? Will you join?" she asked. He sighed.
"Well, if Phoebe's in, then I'm in." he said.
"Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me." Wendy said with a smile. He blushed and nodded.
"S-sure. After all, this could possibly be your mom." he said.
"Where would you like your guild stamp Aiden?" Roubaul asked, showing him the magic stamper. He thought about it for a second, glancing at his Sun Village crest. He hovered his hand over it and used his magic to remove it, leaving his bicep clear.
"Right there, in Bright Blue." he said. The man placed the stamp on his bicep and it glowed for a second, when he removed it, the Cait Shelter mark was on his skin. It was a cat, with two crossing tails that formed an x. It also had a single eye which made the cat look a bit more menacing.
"What about your Sun Village mark? You've always had it?" Phoebe asked. He shrugged and hovered his hand over his left hand, willing the fiery crest to appear on the back of it.
"There we go. Ready to go." he said with a smile. Phoebe was busy pulling her shirt down, she had gotten the mark on her back, in bright green.
"Perfect. Now that Aiden is part of Cait Shelter, can we go to North Mountain master? We promise to be careful." Wendy said.
"Don't worry. I'll make sure she isn't hurt." he said. The old man struck a thinking pose, as he considered the request. After a few minutes, he nodded.
"You can go, but be very careful. Carla wasn't joking when she spoke of the Wyverns that live there." He said.
"We'll tread with the utmost of care. After all, a few wyverns aren't that big of a deal to me. I've taken a few down before." he said with a smile.
"Fine, but I'm going with you as well. I can't let Wendy go on her own with just you." Carla said.
"I was going to go with him too you know." Phoebe said, sounding rather annoyed.
"Alright then, we'll gather some supplies and then head out. How does that sound?" Aiden asked, looking at the younger.
"That sounds great. Lets go Carla." She said, running out of the guild hall, to where he assumed she lived. Roubaul smiled.
"She hasn't been that excited in a while. Be careful up there son, and take care of Wendy."
"Of course Master. I'm not letting anything hurt her." He said firmly. He smiled inwardly. He wasn't expecting to join a guild during his travels, but maybe it was time to settle down a bit and find himself some friends. Whatever the case, it was only the start of a new adventure.