Chapter one- Prologue/Childhood Memories
Written in Blood
Author's Note: As you read in the summary this is a Mirza fanfic also Futa. If you don't like it don't read it. Yes, this is my first Fanfic. I hope you enjoy it. I plan on making it an ongoing story because this can't just be placed in one chapter.. It would be bizarre and uncreative. So please enjoy this story and the characters that are placed. I love Reviews so if you want to praise me and correct me, positive feedback is very much welcomed. So enjoy this chapter. Also this is in modern time but will have Magic as well. So enjoy the show.
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In the land of Fiore there are two fierce kingdoms. Throughout history these kingdoms have had an undying rivalry between them. Until one day a meeting date was set after a deadly battle from enemy kingdoms from other lands. The two kingdoms wanted to bind their kingdoms together. They knew that binding together would make them stronger and protect their loyal subjects. Now the curtain will draw and the stage will set as this fated compromise is made in blood. It is now up to the Strauss family rulers of DemonTail and the Scarlet Family rulers of FairyWings to make the agreements of this fated binding.
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Prologue
Lighting danced across the somber sky as a silk black limousine guarded by just two black jeeps, one ahead as one was trailing behind the limousine, driving down a deserted concrete path. The windows on all transportation vehicles were heavily tinted; this was so no one could see who was inside and just their own mirrored reflection. On the two jeeps' sides was an insignia. That insignia was a deep royal blue color. It had two fairy wings and a sword in between them. It was the FairyWings insignia, more importantly the fierce ruler's crests.
Inside the limousine was a man and woman. The man was tall and skinny. He had rather long gorgeous red hair that was gelled and tied back into a ponytail that rested on his right shoulder. The man had very good proper posture and was wearing a neat, clean black suit with a royal blue tie. Fierce green eyes were staring at the incoming black castle with thunderstorm over head. Teeth clenched as his eyes narrowed a bit, and his hands turned into fists in his lap. Before veins could be seen in his hands and forehead a small slender hand laid upon his. He turned his head to the dark brunette haired women next to him, she smiled kindly and comforting him. This soothed the man greatly. "Alexander," her voice was soft and very loving when she stared at him." it's going to be okay."
Alexander sighed and took his wife's hand in his. Fierce green met her stormy grey eyes and he spoke to her gently." Are you sure Anya?" Anya smiled at her husband softly and moved his hand to her bulging stomach. Alexander smiled and his eyes lit up as he rubbed her stomach softly," How many more months again before you're due with our child?"
"Three more months, my love." Anya answered him softly while he was rubbing her stomach tenderly. He smiled gently before looking into Anya's eyes and using his free hand to brush her dark chocolate brown bangs to the side. Anya leaned into his hand and kissed him softly on the lips. Before Alexander could return the kiss the limousine stopped. Both of them sighed in sync.
The door opened up for them by one of their guards. All guards wore black suits and this one had the insignia on his neck tattooed. All the guards of the Kingdom of FairyWings had this insignia somewhere on their bodies. Wearing it with pride and honor. The guard bowed as Alexander and Anya exited the limousine. They looked up to the black castle in front of them. Alexander smirked as he noticed the structure of the Strauss Castle, DemonTail's pride and joy, and how it looked similar to their castle in FairyWings. The castle was big and wide like the Scarlet's, however the only difference was it was pitch black. Luckily in DemonTail it was always cloudy and stormy. However, FairyWings it was sunny and calm. As Alexander was studying the structure, Anya noticed the approaching guard but with a white tie. On the guard's hand was the DemonTail insignia; it was two demon tails entwined around a cross. DemonTail guards are known for being shadow fighters but hell bent on winning for their kingdom and pride. To be honest they fought with the same spirit FairyWings had when they go to war.
As the guard kept his approach slow and cautiously towards them, Anya tugged on Alexander's sleeve making him turn his head towards her then to the DemonTail guard. The guard bowed to them in respect and kindly asked them to follow him into the study where his King and Queen would meet them. Alexander took a hold of Anya's hand as they followed the guard inside with their men trailed close behind.
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"My King and Queen, the rulers of FairyWings have arrived and are waiting for you in the study." A guard said in front of a white haired women and light blond haired man sitting on thrones of black and gold. The king had short spiked up hair and dark grey eyes. He also wore a suit like Alexander, but his was white with a dark purple tie. As for the Queen, she wore a lovely royal blue dress that complemented her bulging stomach. Her hair was snow white and long but a tad bit wavy. Her eyes were crystalline blue. The powerful man crossed his arms over his burly chest and nodded at the guard.
"Very good, tend to their every need. We will be with them shortly." The king said sternly and very manly. The guard bowed and took his leave.
"Saber my love, shall we go see Alexander and Anya?" the women asked the now pacing blond haired ruler.
"I guess so Manasa," Saber replied, shaking his head before continuing, "Are you sure we should make this alliance my dear?"
"It's the only way for Fiore to be secure and to keep the treaty between our two nations." Manasa spoke softly while holding her spouses hand calming him down. Saber smiled softly and pulled Manasa over to him. Hugging and holding her from behind. Saber towered over Manasa but they fit so perfectly together. Heart beats in sync as their souls could almost merge together. Manasa started humming and rubbed Sabers arms that were around her waist but also her stomach. Saber and Manasa, both basked in the peace a harmony of each other. Before either could fully bask in it however, a rather annoying and demonic looking clock made a rather horrifying scream. Signaling it was time for them to meet with their awaiting guests. Saber sighed and let go of Manasa before taking her hand in his much larger ones.
"Better not make them wait too long dear." Manasa said softly and headed to the door with Saber in tow behind her. Sabers face became stoic as they entered the hallway and headed to the study. Oh how Saber hated the other ruler visiting.
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Time slowly ticked by for a very impatient Alexander Scarlet. He started at the demonic clock with a scowl as Anya was rubbing his back comfortingly. Alexander's face became serious when a minute passed by. Alexander stood up as the door opened. Before anyone could anyone could say anything. "You are one minute late Strauss." Alexander snarled bitterly as he and Saber made eye contact, Saber's stoic expression turned into a fierce scowl. However Anya and Manasa smiled at each other before greeting each other properly. Anya hugged Manasa gently and told her it was a blessing to see her again. Manasa smiled and before she telling her the same thing but also asking how far along till she was due. As the women conversed the men in the room had a fierce battle with their stance and eyes.
"Alexander." Saber said roughly. At the same time they offered their hands to shake. Never breaking the gaze, they shook hands. Lighting hitting in the windowsill as they shook hands. Faces close and if looks could kill both men would have been murdered brutally.
"You know Saber, being late is an offence in royal rules and agreements." Alexander huffed as they released their hand shake, returning their hands to their sides. Faces never inching back as both held their ground. Before a fight could start up a voice spoke up.
"Alexander!" Anya snapped at her husband for being rather rude to their host. Pulling him away from Saber, Alexander look at his wife that was giving his a disapproving frown. This made Saber smile softly at Anya in appreciation.
"Queen Anya you look beautiful as ever, when are you due?" Saber asked the chocolate haired queen in a calmly polite manner. Alexander scowled at his wife's smile towards his lifelong rival. Alexander and Saber have been rivals since they could walk. As infants they would crawl over and punch one another. As small children they would wrestle and make one other bleed when their families would discuss a long going peace treaty. Sadly even when they were young adults their now deceased parents still didn't have a strong treaty made up. Saber and Alexander both knew it was up to them to finally get a treaty but also combine the two great kingdoms into a powerful empire.
"Three months until I'm due and Saber, you're looking as handsome as you did at the academy." Anya informed him while taking her husband's hand in her own rubbing it to calm his nerves.
Saber's eyes lit up a bit pleasantly as he then smiled at Anya, "That was a wonderful time at the academy. I envy you Anya, Manasa isn't due until four months. I bet you cannot wait to hear the soft padding feet of a child around." He said calmly but sincerely.
The door cracked open, which immediately made the kings and queens in the room turn their heads to the door. There was a rather short man at the door with white spiky side burns, bald on top, a white mustache, grey calm eyes, and dressed in a white general's suit. His smile made the people in the room relax. The man bowed in respect than straightened up properly.
"I believe we have a matter to attend to my children." His voice was calm and soothing as he spoke.
"MAKAROV!" Both kings yelled as if children, as they quickly walked, practically running towards him. Before Makarov Dreyar could get away, both kings embraced him in a bone crushing hug. Makarov squirmed trying to breath but both kings didn't notice that they were suffocating their mentor. The man that brought the two kingdoms into speaking terms would be done in by his two loyal students. Anya and Manasa acted quickly as the little man's face was turning a blue hue. The women ripped their respective spouses away from the suffocating man. When the men released him, Makarov landed with a thud on the ground and a loud gasp for air could be heard.
"You knuckle heads could have killed me!" Makarov roared slightly as he was on his knees now panting. His face slowly turning to his natural pale skin tone and then he smiled back at them. Alexander and Saber smiled sheepishly at him.
"I'm sorry Master Dreyar." Both men replied in sync causing them to glare at each other fiercely. Makarov and the women of the room sighed while shaking their heads.
"Knock it off you two," Makarov interrupted their 'little contest'," work now play later."
Almost painfully the men broke away from their contest and took a seat at the marble black conference table in the middle of the room. The kings sat across from each other, closest one could get to Makarov who sat at the head on Saber's right and Alexander's left. Their queens sat on their respective sides facing each other. Makarov laid orange files in front of both pairs of rulers. Immediately everyone knew this was from the Grand Magic Counsel from the golden seal on it. As a sigh and a huff could be heard, Mansa slipped Anya a note with a smile. Anya took the note, reading before replying.
"So the Grand Magic Counsel wants it to be an arranged marriage between our kingdoms?" Alexander asked Makarov as he sat down his paper work that was in the file. Saber continued to read his as the women of the room continued to pass their note back and forth. This didn't go unnoticed by Makarov however.
"Yes, apparently it has to be the first born," Saber replied to Alexander's question only before adding, "They also have to produce an heir? even if magic must be involved."
"They also have to fall in love with each other before they can get married." Makarov added in calmly with his eye's closed and arms crossed. Saber set his paperwork down and asked calmly, "What if they fall in love with other people?"
"Well the opposing person will be forced to stay away, also at the age of seventeen they will be living together." Makarov explained. This caused both king's eyebrows to go up in question, "Who will they stay with?!"
"I say we should split it up so one family for two months, we come together for one month, and then the other family gets them for two. Thus on goes the cycle." Manasa spoke up which shocked Saber that his quiet queen gave that request. Anya nodded in agreement with Manasa, knowing she will want to spend time with them in the future. Alexander scowled and turned to his pregnant wife.
"Sweet heart, if you two think we," Alexander gave a gesture to Saber and himself, "Can live in the same household, Castle damages will be very expensive or we will kill each other."
"Then I guess you two will have to stop being jack asses and work it out like men, huh?" Manasa asked Alexander with a creepily sweet smile that held malicious intent behind it. Alexander tried not to shudder as he nodded understandingly. He saw that look in Saber's eye that screamed he was scared and knew that the tales of the Queen of DemonTail were real. Manasa Strauss known as the Queen of Hell by other kingdoms that went against her. Alexander and Saber made a secret vow to comply their wives wishes.
Makarov could sense the tension in the air and cleared his throat, putting all attention on himself. "I believe we have more pressing matters to attend too," his voice was calm before continuing," like the new name for the kingdoms when they merge together."
"FairyTail," Mansa and Anya replied in unison, answering Makarov's question. Both men were puzzled and decided not to question their wives requests, knowing the wrath they could inflicted on them later. The meeting Continued on. However no one knew of the prying ears that listen to the conversation, plotting destruction for the generation to come. Soon the games will begin when a certain child is born.
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Everything in FairyWings was going quite splendid for Alexander. The sun was shining in the sky, a few clouds in the sky, and really wasn't any paperwork today. Today was a perfect day. That is until a blood curdling scream could be heard from his and Anya's room, on the third story of the castle. Alexander's blood went cold as he ran to his bedroom. Guards started running behind him as he continues to run to his screaming wife. Leaping up the staircase with grace and pose for the king rushing to his wife, to anyone else you'd think he was a show off. He was panting by the time he arrived at his door. Kicking the door down and rushing inside yelling "ANYA!"
"Alexander.." Anya's weak voice came from their bed. When he got there he picked her up and look her over. That's when he noticed a pool of liquid where his wife was laying. Thats when it clicked all clicked. The screaming, why Anya was breathing hard, why there was liquid on their bed.
"Your water broke?" He asked her gently. All Anya could do was nod her head before Alexander took of running again. Screaming that the baby was coming and calling out frantically for the royal doctor to come to the Infirmary immediately.
Cries of life could be heard throughout the castle as a wailing infant was just born. After 10 hours of labor, the heir to FairyWings was finally here. The baby was healthy with little patches of red hair, and curiosity grey eyes stared up at Anya and Alexander. The nurses said it was a boy from the now covered up appendage. Alexander was a proud father and stroked the infants head. However before they named the newborn infant, a knock on the door could be heard. Anya granted permission and Makarov Dreyar entered the room. His face was serious as he looked at the baby. His heart broke slightly knowing that the child was not a male but female with an extra part. Makarov grimaced from the thought of telling them of this tragedy but also fate of deliverance for the appendage needed to make a heir later in the future. At his grimace Anya knew something was wrong immediately and tensed up a bit.
"Makarov, is something wrong?" Anya asked softly holding her baby tighter to her. Makarov sighed a bit and approached closer to the bed where Alexander and Anya where. Alexander held Anya's unoccupied hand and rub his thumb over the top of hers, trying to calm her down.
"Your baby is not a boy. She is a girl." Makarov said as calmly to Alexander and Anya. Alexander didn't want to believe it. He stood up and look devastated as if he failed his wife and to him, failed his deformed child. However Anya was delighted and cooed gently at her baby girl. Anya always wanted a daughter and to her. Her baby was perfect in all ways and would do no wrong.
"This is a disaster." Alexander mumbled as he faced the wall. Makarov frowned from hearing one of his old students say that. Does Alexander really not see the benefits of this? In fact Makarov knew for a fact it was most likely Mansa and Saber where having a girl. This will work out for everyone and the kingdoms will become an empire they were trying to accomplish. Makarov need to end Alexander's loathing now for himself or it will be toxic for the girl when she grows up. However before Makarov could say anything Anya spoke to her husband.
"Alexander darling," She asked in a calm tone gaining the attention of her moping husband before it was laced maliciousness," stop moping, she is our daughter Alexander. You did nothing wrong and so help me if you make her life hell because you can't see how perfect she is. In fact I'm pretty sure Manasa is also having a girl so the gods are in our favor. Now get off your high horse and help me name our beautiful daughter."
Alexander wondered and thought on his wife's scolding. Nodding knowing he was being an ass while he stares at the baby girl with curious grey eyes staring up at him. He wanted her to have a strong name. Something that could strike even a demon in fear. A ruling name that will go down in history. One name came to mind. He spoke the name firmly, "Erza". Anya looked at her husband and tilted her head before smiling and nodding. Makarov approved as well. A strong but beautiful name it was and it fit the newborn perfectly. So it was known throughout Fairy Wings and its neighboring kingdoms of their new princess. Alexander and Anya both agreed it would be easier to say she was a female and hid her extra appendage.
This also solved the problem for the arranged marriage between DemonTail and their kingdom. Foretold by Grandine, gift of healing with wind, that Manasa was giving birth to a healthy baby girl. Maybe after all things will work out for the two kingdoms. Maybe for once they will be united as a nation. However will this be another chance of star crossed lovers? This thought worried both rulers and their subjects. Everyone in the kingdom knew the story of Zerf and Marvis. Now at the time this occurred, both of their kingdoms became at war because of the 'unholy' love between the two. Marvis was locked away by her father knowing Zerf could never get Marvis. This action caused Zeref, who was angered beyond belief, to unleash all nightmares across the world to bring his beloved Marvis back to him. Demons, dark magic, and the wicked dragon, Acnologia, to find his love and wife to be. Then one day Marvis disappeared and no one knew where she went. Zeref's heart broke from her disappearance and soon he became utterly insane but was relentless in finding her. Villages and Kingdoms ripped apart to find her then Nations were undertaken by this hellish force. Soon however Zeref disappeared and the demons scattered. Acnologia disappeared, never to be encountered again. To be quite honest it puzzled many people why Zeref unleashed Hell upon the earth then to disappeared as Marvis did. However the Romanic people believe he did find her and they lived together forever. Now others believed he died from a broken heart and Marvis was murdered by her father. Either way now everyone is every weary of the thought of another star crossed love but only fate will decide the course this will take.
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Chapter one- Childhood Memories
The air was sweet and crisp while the colors of the waking sun started to rise over the horizon beyond the castle walls. Birds were singing softly as the new day started in the Kingdom of FairyWings. However the day started earlier for the pride, joy, and treasure of this mighty kingdom, Erza Scarlet. Even though she was only eight, she was up and ready at five o'clock in the morning everyday. Watching the soldiers early in the morning has always fascinated her. Bright grey eyes watched over every detail as they moved. Blocking and striking, brutal force or skillfully dodging. She studied them as they sparred and warmed up under the waking sun. Erza smiled to herself as she watched the Captain of the Guard, Lord Igneel Dragneel spar with the higher, well trained, ranked soldiers.
Lord Dragneel was said to be a tough leader and insanely strong commander. He was strong like a dragon. His eyes burned of a hellish fire. His skin was tough and hard like a scaled hide of a beast. When he barked out orders it sounded like a dragons mighty roar. He struck fear into many people in FairyWings and DemonTail. Many of the people in both kingdoms believed he was a dragon shifter from his unbelievable strength and durability. Erza does not believe Igneel is indeed a dragon shifter. Even after witnessing him catch a blade with his bare hands or when he breathes out fire. Sometimes she's seen him summon fire from his hands. Still she only thinks its a rare fire magic you can receive through family genes and generations. Erza usually daydreams about the day she'd be powerful like the lord or her father the king. She was then lost in thought while a spiky cherry blossom haired five year old boy approached sleepily.
"Erza, why you up?" tiredly inquired the small child. Erza snapped out of her thought at the sound of his small voice. She stared at him and noticed he was dressed in his sparring outfit. She always thought it was strange he always wore a white scale like scarf around his neck.
"I'm always up at this time. Your usually asleep so why are you up?" Erza asked him as he plopped down besides the well beloved princess. He stretched a bit and yawned before rubbing his tired eyes.
"Daddy said I start my training today." He answered with a childish grin. Erza tilted her head to the side in amazement. Her parents said 'soon' she'd be able to train also but why was he able to start before her. It puzzled her because he was small and younger.
"What kind of training? Swords? Weapons? Runes?" She asked the smaller child as she shaked him by the shoulders awaking him up more before he would start dazing off.
"Dragon Slayer Magic." He answered with wide eyes as she shook him. She stopped shaking him and stared at him bewildered. "Natsu thats lost magic and its really laborious in trying to master. Not to mention you can only learn that magic from dragons and there aren't any dragons left." Erza said to him as she continued to stare at him and blink. Natsu pouted obviously disagreeing with what she had just said.
"My daddy is Dragon! So not lost magic and I can learn it!" He roared a bit at her and made a scary face or tried to for a five year old. Erza thought it was adorable with his bad grammar while he was trying to be scary. Erza tried not to laugh. Natsu's face fell as he notice this and teared up. Lip trembling as his well beloved princess denied to listen to him about his father being a dragon. Before Natsu could cry or Erza could bust out in laughter a low deep voice cut into their little childish dispute.
"Princess Erza. I believe it would be best if you went and got dressed. You are visiting the Royal Family of DemonTail with your parents today, are you not?" Markov asked the young girl. Erza and Natsu straightened up at his voice and stared up a bit at the rather short but cheery looking old man.
Erza sighed rather upset about the whole ordeal and got up to leave with Markov but before she did, she smiled down at the still sitting, clearly upset Natsu,"I'll see you later and you'll have to show me what you learned when I return." Natsu nodded and smiled a bit at the princess, his friend, and bowed like a knight would before her. This made both said princess and Markov smile.
Erza then ran off swiftly to the castle leaving Markov behind. Markov continue'd to stare at Natsu. His heart clenched for what was going to come in the future for the little boy. He lowered himself to the boys level on the ground and landed his hand on Natsu's head. This startled Natsu and made him look up into the wise eyes of the beloved peace keeper. Markov whispered something to Natsu which caused the boys eyes to widen in surprise and face to fall to a pitiful, painful scowl as his bottom lip started to shake.
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Erza pulled on the collar of her suit. Yes a suit, not a traditional little girl ballroom dress, the suit was made of the best silk and was pitch black with a light blue tie hung perfectly around her neck. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail just like her father, Alexander, she had her hair like this as her bangs were gently caressing on the side of her face. She huffed at her mother that was trying to find her black dress shoes. Erza wasn't thrilled in the slightest that they were visiting another kingdom, their rival kingdom as Alexander put it. Visiting other kingdoms meant Erza had to be on her best behavior. She had to stand up proper and proud like a warrior but also as a well behaved, gentle like, lady as a princess should be. She was conflicted on why out of the blue she was forced to go to DemonTail. She was very intrigued because she knew her Father and Saber Strauss were rivals ever since they were young men. 'Maybe I can change mother's mind about me going' Erza thought as she conjured up a plan, well as best she could, while Anya had finally found her dress shoes. As soon as her mother got close enough to start putting on her shoes. Erza finally thought of her 'mastermind plan' to spring her oh so clever question and lie, of course only in her young mind.
"Mom why do I have to wear this? Why do I even have to go?" Erza inquired as her mother was slipping on her dress shoes and tieing them perfectly. Anya sighed from the question and looked up at in the eyes of her clearly upset daughter.
Anya stared at Erza and traced her face structure carefully. Noticing how handsome her face is even for a little girl. 'Looking just like her father. Will probably take after his endowment as well.' Anya thought before taking note of her daughters body structure as well before thinking 'She will probably gain my assets too seeing as she is almost the same body type as myself'. Anya sighed softly and went back to staring back into Erza's bright and intelligent grey eyes.
"It's a formal meeting Erza. Today your meeting the Princess of DemonTail, Mirajane Strauss. It's important for you two to meet hunny." Anya reminded the young red head that pouted at her. Anya smiled at her and stroked her cheek lovingly like a mother would. Erza leaned into it and held her mothers hand to her cheek. Erza really didn't like this but still stood next to her plan to get out of this meeting. She knew her plan was futile now because it was a formal meeting. Even though she knew she'd fail terribly she was going to stand by it one hundred percent. She has always been a very assiduous, independent, and stubborn child.
"Why is it so important though? Why must I be forced to meet this princess? Father said she's scary like her mother.. Also father said she was really ugly and has awful taste like her father ." Erza said making it very noticeable that she added the lie at the end. Erza has always been a bad liar, she usually never lies. Anya's smile immediately dropped into an upset frown. She then started to scowl at Erza and bopped her rather hard on the head, a tad bit too hard that could have possibly left a knot. It did.
"Erza Titania Scarlet! Don't lie sweetheart, Liars aren't good leaders. Also it's important to your future. When you're older, I will tell you. Do you understand Erza?" Anya asked her daughter that as said daughter was rubbing the bump on her head trying to sooth the pain that has spread. Erza kept her mouth shut and only nodded at her mother, not wanting to upset her mother more than what she currently was. This was a very wise choice for the scarlet haired nine year old. Anya then picked up her nine year old, her little girl, in a hug. She held her daughter tightly before setting Erza down and taking her small hand while keeping it tightly clutched.
Soon after there was a knock at the door, signalling it was time to leave for the royal visit and to Erza this meant the start of her torture of being able to do absolutely nothing but being respectful and only speak when spoken to. Anya and Erza sighed in unison knowing how possibly this could go before they smiled at each other. Anya then gave the guards the permission to enter the room. The guards then waited for both royals to exit the room. When they did exit said room more guards met them to escort their beloved Queen and Princess out of the giant castle and to their pitch black limousine where Alexander waited for them. He smiled at his favorite and only girls before commenting sweetly about how classy and beautiful they both looked. Both of them nodded and smiled before it was silent in the comfy warm limousine. For every single one of the Scarlet Family were lost in thought on how this destined meeting would unfold. Each one fearing this 'meeting' for a different reason.
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Colors danced in the somber sky with loud claps of thunder, it was the turbulent lighting playing its usual game of tag. Lighting wasn't uncommon in DemonTail or was it abnormal for the people to not take any notice to it. However this wasn't the same for the princess of DemonTail. She loved watching the lighting dance and play. She knew of it's destructive power but nonetheless she was sitting on top of one of the many towers and watched it dance. She felt at peace here on the roof close by the destructive force. She closed her eyes and focused on the sounds.
"Mirajane!" a higher boyish voice came into her mind. She shook it off thinking it was her 'overly active imagination' as her parents like to put it.
She kept listening, kept focus and to calm her nervous of the guest that visiting. She knew that they were other royals like her family and she'd have to visit with the daughter of the King and Queen of FairyWings. She didn't have many friends. She had a few friends like Lord Fullbuster's son, Gray. Canaan Alberona, Lord Gildarts daughter. Levy her hand maid and her baby, four year old, sister Lisanna. Mirajane was very nervous and rather terrified. She saw a picture of the Princess of FairyWings and said princess looked like a stately handsome prince from one of those fairytales her mother or father would read to her before bed. She was afraid the other older girl won't like her. This caused fear to bellow throughout her body. "Who needs her any ways." Her inner voice thought to the terrified girl. "She isn't worth our time. Besides she's probably only going to be an adversary to war anyways." Before she could counter her inner self there was that timid, shy voice from before rang out to her once more.
"Mirajane!" The voice said a bit more vociferous than before. This caused her eyes to open rather quickly. There standing on the pitch black balcony looking up at her was her younger and only brother, Elfman Strauss.
Elfman had the same coloring of hair as his sisters. Snow white hair, gently combed back and kept very short. He was dressed in a white suit like Saber does. He was a tall boy for his age, seven years old, but one could say he was a type of sissy boy. Nothing like his father or mother, sadly. Everyone including Mirajane hoped he'd grow out of it soon. The look on his face told her he was not solaced right now. Her crystal blue eyes widened as she looked out and saw a black limousine coming to the gate. Realization then dawned upon her, she was still in her dark purple bed gown, she also needing to be in her ballroom gown right about now and down stairs with her awaiting parents. She jumped off the roof gracefully as a nine year old would and landed on her feet in front of Elfman.
"Mirajane you're supposed to be ready." Elfman said quietly, almost like a hiss, to his older sister. She sighed at him before she headed inside to her bedroom.
"I know Elfman, I just need to calm my mind. Besides mother and father won't care if I'm a few minutes late. You can be my escort for the late arrival." Mirajane told her younger brother. He frowned but didn't object to his sisters troublesome request.
"Just hurry please I don't want mamma and pappa mad.." Elfman said as she got dressed behind a golden screen. Mirajane sighed as she got dressed.
Elfman was sweating. He watched the clock tick by as five minutes passed. He knew they would be in trouble. Even at seven years old Elfman knew they would be reprehensible for being late. He was tempted to leave her there and hurry down stairs where his mother and father were. Before he could high tail it down there, Mirajane stepped out behind the golden screen in a scarlet red dress. Elfman swore she looked like one of their mothers porcelain little dolls with her hair tied in bow matching her dress behind her head. Her luscious white hair down and shiny. She even had matching little red shoes. Elfman quickly grabbed her hand and high tailed it down the hallway but before they reached the staircase. Mirajane abruptly stopped and crossed her arms.
"Aren't you going to be a real man Elfman?" Mirajane asked her younger brother. He was puzzled by this and nervous.
"W-what?" He choked out confused. Mirajane huffed at him and glared.
"Real men walk ladies down properly not run down the stairs with them like a rampant beast. They offer they're arm as a real man would." Mirajane said in a bit of a scolding tone to him. He frowned and thought 'you my sister are no lady but Satan himself.' but sighed and offered his arm to her like a proper royal prince would. Mirajane accepted his arm with a winning innocent smile and together they headed down the staircase.
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The commodious ballroom was silent as they all waited. Introductions were made however not all introductions which made a certain light blond haired man embarrassed. Saber could just hear it now from Alexander when they send their oldest to get to know each other. If it wasn't for Manasa holding his hand and his youngest daughter Lisanna in her arms. Saber would have been furious and outraged. Eight minutes have passed in complete silence. His patients was waning thinning as Alexander had a smug smirk across his face as he stood parallel with Saber across the room.
"Should we come back later Saber?" Alexander asked smugly across the room taunting Saber with his tone and arrogant smile. Saber's teeth gritted and forced a smile on his face at Alexander. He was becoming irascible even with his wife and youngest child next to him.
"I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation why they are late, I assure you Alexander." Mansa spoke calmly for her fuming husband. 'they better get down here soon or I will personally punish them' Manasa thought as she smiled sweetly at the Scarlett family. Studying them with her eyes before they landed on Erza with an small arch in her eyebrow.
To be quite honest Mansa wasn't really sure if Erza was a female or male. The way Erza stood was strong, powerful, and the look into Erza's stormy grey eyes that screamed male. However the delicate hands, body, and face structure was surely a little girls. Manasa hummed in interest of the eight year old hybrid. Manasa stared at Erza sweetly before she turned her head to the staircase from the soft steady padding from two sets of feet walking down the stairs. Everyone in the room mimicked Manasa and turned their heads to the staircase as well except for the young Scarlet, for her mind was elsewhere.
"P-Presenting Princess Mirajane Strauss of Demontail and her younger brother Prince Elfman." said the timid Elfman with Mirajane at his side as he escorted her down the staircase.
Elfman's rather very shy, timid voice gained the attention of the zoned out Erza. She turned her head to him then looked at the beautiful girl at his side, Mirajane. Erza's heart sped up, throat became dry and a warm feeling fooled in her stomach. She stared dreamily at Mirajane. Mirajane turned to her and their eyes locked. Both princesses breath caught as Crystal Blue poured into Stormy Grey. As if on impulse Erza walked over to the staircase hastily but with perfect posture. Putting a hand on her heart and bowed in front of Mirajane, not even noticing Elfman was right there.
Mirajane blushed at Erza's noble gesture and curtsied to Erza in returned never realizing when she untangled her arm from her brothers. The both stood up straight with eyes still locked and never breaking the gaze. Erza offered her hand to Mirajane to take. Mirajane's hand reached out to take Erza's and entwined their fingers together. A warm sensation washed over them both causing them to shiver in unison. 'Such beautiful blue clear eyes,' Erza thought was she continued to stare into Mirajane's eyes and brushed her silk white bangs gently out of her eyes causing a slight blush to the princesses cheeks, 'So soft and silky hair to.'
Mirajane felt warm on the inside as she held Erza's hand. She felt strange, she couldn't quite place it. It wasn't like when she held hands with her mother and father. This was different. She couldn't place it or really wanted to. She wasn't old enough to know what love was or is but she was drawn to Erza. To her it was as if she would see into Erza's soul, vice versa.
Erza smiled at Mirajane with admiration and calm eyes. Rubbing her thumb over the top of Mirajane's trembling hand making it cease its tremble. Erza broke the eye contact after a while and looked over to her parents then to Mirajane's parents.
"May I explore this castle with your daughter, to spend some time to get to know her?" Erza asked politely from instruction from her mother prior. To Saber and Mansa. Bowing in respect to see if they will grant her request. This shocked the Strauss's rulers, not only them but Erza's parents to. Saber's eyebrow was up and glanced at Mansa. She was smiling at the young girl so bold and polite to ask, knowing clearly this was Anya's daughter. She glanced back at Saber an nodded giving her approval for this and that seemed good enough for him. Saber grunted in approval.
"You have our permission, however Elfman will go with you both as we talk to your mother and father." Saber said sternly to Erza who looked up at him, looking straight in his eyes and nodded. Mirajane and Elfman where very impressed with how bold and courageous Erza is.
Erza then looked at Mirajane and Elfman. Mirajane pulled Erza's hand to left side of the room with Elfman in tow. They silently left the Ballroom from on of the many side doors. After they indeed were gone. Both sets of rulers looked at each other. Alexander and Saber knew and walked towards each other. Meeting in the middle of the room. Hands clashed in a friendly hand shake with hard glares at each other. No hatred found about the marriage arrangement.
Silence all around the ballroom from everything that has just occurred. Smiles broke out from all in the room, even the infant Lisanna broke out into a happy bundle of joy. Truly this couldn't have gone better for either kingdom. Unknown to them of the shadow behind the thrones. Planning to destroy both kingdoms and create a new empire. For this is the day everything will go south.
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They explored the castle. Well Erza explored as Mirajane and Elfman were showing her around. To be honest Erza wasn't impressed with the castle. It was almost identical to her home. However she humored the Royal Strauss family with a bewildered face to not upset the Strauss siblings. Erza wanted to keep her new friends happy and proud of their home. She loved Mirajane's bright smile. Erza always smiled at Mirajane and kept a hold of her hand like her life depended on it. This in return made the white haired princess blush.
Almost nothing was untoured excepted for the forge where the Iron/Metal Master worked. Mirajane was saving this for last. She was excited and very touched knowing Erza humored her and Elfman to keep her smiling. Mirajane knew that the designer of the Castle also designed the one in FairyWings. Yes there were some differences but not a lot. The Forge is one of these differences however and Mira knew Erza would love it. 'I guess reading those reports on Erza was a good thing to do, I'll thank mom later.' Mirajane thought as she dragged Erza and Elfman to the forge.
Just as they passed through the Armory clanking sounds could be heard as the heat started increasing. Erza's eyebrows shot up as they neared two very broad towering doors. Mirajane grinned at her as Elfman stayed stoic as ever. The door was cracked as a mighty shadow was casted in its light. Loud grunting could be heard with every clank and thunk as the shadow moved. They neared the room, closer now as voices could be heard.
"No no, you're doing it wrong kid." Said a deep voice as harder and harsher clanks could be heard. A frustrated snort of air could be heard. The group of three where their at the doors. Listening to the alluring conversation they just picked up on. No one moved to open the door or make their presences known so they could hear what was going on.
"Then instead of barking at me and telling me I'm wrong all the fucking time. Why don't you actually teach me how to beat and actually craft this metal shit then." A rancor little boy could be heard as he sassed the deeper voiced one. A lighthearted chuckle could be heard.
"So much sass for such a small metal headed boy. How do you ever think you'll be able to learn this magic without practice? I can't hold your hand forever you ungrateful brat. One day you'll be the Forge Master of Metal. So shut the hell up and listen. Your little sophomoric voice really annoys me." The deeper one stated. Erza then glanced at Mira like they were about to hear something they both did not want to hear. Mirajane nodded at her and before the little gruff voice could reply, she opens the doors hastily gaining the attention of the bickering two inside.
"Your Highnesses, what brings you to the forge?" The deep voiced male said.
Erza looked him over. He was tall and muscular. His skin was tanned, not natural from probably working in the forge, and it looked very tough like Lord Igneel. His hair was long and black like an endless waterfall of raven silk. He was dressed in a leather apron and metal combat boots. What caught Erza's eye was the fact his hands were morphed into metal tools. This caught Erza by surprised. She had never seen anything like this. What happened next shocked her more. His hands morphed back to normal as he bowed on one knee. The young looking boy no older than six followed the example of the Metal Master. Erza watched as he too morphed his hands back to normal but they were red and raw.
"Metal Master Metalicana Redfox and Apprentice Gajeel Redfox. May I introduce Princess Erza Scarlet of FairyWings." Mirajane said as she gestured to the shocked princess. Metalicana's head snapped up to the name from recognition, he grinned at the crimson haired princess.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, your Highness. I am an old rival of Lord Dragneel. Lord Redfox at your service." Metalicana said as his grin widened. Erza smiled at the friendly Lord and bowed back in respect. This threw Metalicana off. 'She bows like a prince. Are the rumors true?' Metalicana's head raced for explanation but didn't show on his face. He then nudged the small boy beside him. "Also like the Princess has already stated this is my annoying son, Gajeel, Go on boy introduce yourself."
Gajeel then got up and tried to bow in respect to Erza but she stopped him short and offered her hand instead with a smile. Gajeel grinned back and took her hand in a tight grip shaking it hard. Erza returned the grip as Gajeel made a noise like a laugh 'geehee'. "Its a pleasure ya highness." He said with a shit eating grin knowing this girl wasn't like the maidens or wussy boys here at the castle. He was excited because he felt a challenge in her, a force to be messed with. Erza felt the same way and knew he'd be a great sparring partner and ally when he gets a bit older. However a certain white haired princess didn't like the attention Erza was giving the Metal Apprentice. This didn't go unnoticed by Metalicana though. Coughing loudly he gained his sons attention.
"Excuse us your Highness's we have weapons to make. I hope you do stop by again though." Metalicana said in a as polite respectful tone as possible. Gajeel let go of Erza's hand and smirked. "Yeah fairy queen. Next time I'mma challenge you to a match."
"Your on and I'll wipe that smirk off your face." Erza challenged back grinning before taking Mirajane's hand and exiting the forge with her. Both Princesses forgetting a very quiet prince that was still looking all over the forge.
"Hey wussy boy." Gajeel called out to Elfman, gaining his attention, "be a real man and catch up to them." Elfman scowled at the smaller boy and puffed out his chest a little. Before swiftly exiting the forge. Metalicana shook his head and continued to work fretting the next few days to come.
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A few hours have passed by and now the day was coming to a close. Farewells from to unhappy Princesses. Leading to heartbreak that they can't spend even a bit more time together. However the Leaders of the two great kingdoms were utterly thrilled to be out of the presence from one another. Both Kings were a bit upset and knew if they stayed in the presence of each other then a fight would start up. Now the Queens gave pleasant farewells to each other a bit upset they couldn't chat a bit longer. Mansa enjoyed Anya's company and was enthusiastic to speak with her when they get to speak to each other again.
However when the Princesses were giving one final hug a whistling noise could be heard. Erza's instinct overruled her body causing her to push Mirajane away quickly and body block whatever was coming their way. A shriek of pain would be heard from Erza as blood dripped down her face from where her right eye once was prior to a few seconds ago. She covered it with her hand as tears formed in her well working one. Anya was in front of her in a heartbeat seeing the damage done to her daughter. Mirajane stood up and hugged Erza from behind as her mother looked over her face. Tears were shown in Anya's eyes as Saber and Alexander were yelling out orders to find whoever did this. Mansa guarded Elfman and Lisanna knowing the person on thing that took Erza's right eye was still lurking around in the shadows.
Erza stopped crying as her only working eye at the moment got large. Seeing as a hunters knife soaring at a rapid speed aimed at her mother who was in front of her. Something inside Erza snapped as powerful aura bursted from her. The earth shook mercilessly as all eyes were on the glowing child as a huge magic spell tattooed and circled the ground under her feet moving smoothly. A long sword Materialized in her hand. As if done all her life, she reached behind her mother and blocked the knife perfectly. Luckily for Erza she was standing over the Forge.
While the ground continued to shake Melicanna was shielding Gajeel as bits and pieces of the forge was falling on them. Metalicana noticed some weapons now missing from the forge as a certain Princess had touched a few to view the craftsmanship. Metalicana gritted his teeth knowing that he'd have to disappear soon. 'I thought I'd have more time… I'm sorry Gajeel." Metalicana thought as he held his son close to him. Knowing if they stayed in the forge any longer it could possibly collapse on them. Metalicana closed his eyes, calmed his breathing and focused on heat signatures. He found where all the royals and guards were standing. Crouching low with Gajeel in his right arm he sprang upwards with his left on out. In an instant his left arm turned into a large pillar. Slamming his way out of the forge and in front of Mansa with her children shielded behind her. Metalicana glanced at her before turning towards Erza.
Erza's magic aura was high. Almost suffocatingly high as she was protecting Mirajane and her mother. Her senses over ruling as the sword that she used to parry the hunters knife shot out away from her hand and flew into a tree. A thud could be heard soon after. Guards rushed over to what fell as Erza soon fainted. Anya caught her as Mirajane held onto Erza.
When the guards reached what fell it was a man. An assassin from a guild in Grimoire Heart Kingdom. Sadly the Assassin was dead from the sword that pierced him perfectly threw the heart. The guards soon dragged the Assassin to Saber and Alexander. Both were furious, for different reasons however. Setting on rage Saber looked at Alexander and nodded at him as if calming saying 'I'll take of this go to your daughter' which Alexander nodded back before running over to Erza. Anya was trying to stop the bleeding from her missing right eye. Terrified neither knew how to get back to the royal doctor in Fairy Wings.
"Anya, Alexander let me take her. I can get there faster than anyone." Mansa said calmly while approaching them. Anya was broken hearted that she couldn't help her daughter and nodded at Mansa however Alexander was hesitant.
"Promise me her safety." Alexander said to the Approaching DemonTail Queen. "Erza will be safe with me Alexander." Mansa said calmly and gently while taking Erza from Anya's arms.
Mansa held Erza to her like she held Lisanna and took of running. She jumped up into the sky as a magic circle appeared, hearing a demonic roar. Both Mansa and Erza where gone quicker than lightning. Mirajane stood there watching the sky where her mother and Erza took off at. Staring at it longingly and full of sorrow that her new friend was badly hurt because of her. A hand soon touched her shoulder causing her to jump but it was Anya. Anya soon pulled Mirajane into a hug comforting the little girl but also comforting herself.
"Erza will be okay.." Anya said softly to the trembling Mirajane but mostly to herself.
Author Notes: I know this is rather meh, for a first chapter, but I promise the next chapter will be better. I really hope you did enjoy this even if it is meh. Please do leave a review and I'll see you in the next chapter. However I do want to know that you think or would like to see where this might go. ^_^ Have a good rest of the week.