Fairy Tail: Bonds of Silver
A.N: So, this is something I've been wanting to do for a long time, and I thought now would be a good time to do it, since I'm feeling a bit burned out from working on nothing but Ad Astra (Which is, in all honesty, my fault)
Anyway, the plot of this story is similar to Ad Astra in that it takes place in a different setting than the Canon story, since I think it's such a shame that Hiro Mashima decided to not explore any of the other countries in Fairy Tail –even though he bothered to name them all, but I digress– with that out of the way, let's get started!
(Disclaimer: Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima, I only own the plot of this story and my own Ocs)
(PPS: This'll be my last SYOC story for a while, since I don't want that to become my 'thing', if that makes sense)
Joya, a Plutocratic country nestled in the middle of Ishgar, isolated from other countries due to large mountains surrounding it on all sides, collectively known as El Gran Anillo, with trade being carried in and out via airships, in the middle of the country is city of Turquesa, the humble home of the Mage's Guild, Silver Hippogriff; lead by Emilia Von Schutz.
One of the Mages of this guild, a young white-haired man named Seth Eisenhaupt was returning from a standard job, protecting a Trade Caravan as it made it's deliveries to the various cities around Joya, he sat inside one of the Magic Four Wheelers that slowly made it's way through the verdant countryside.
The inside of the vehicle was silent for a while, with Seth content to just sit and watch the country roll by "Heh, looks like I didn't even need to be here, it's been pretty peaceful since we left Turmalina" he then directed his gaze at the head of the caravan, sitting across from him "But, uh...I'm still gonna get paid, right?"
The merchant, a bald, rotund man with a large black mustache, let out a boisterous laugh "Don't worry, lad, you'll still get your payment, you have my word on that!" he continued to laugh for a while, when suddenly, his face turned serious "...Let me ask you something, lad, do you believe in Gods?"
"Gods?...I never really thought about it..." Seth answered, rolling up one of the sleeves on his gray jacket, he focused his magic into his arm as it slowly turned into metal "I mean...people call my magic 'God Slaying magic' but I always figured it was just a name..."
"Well, I suppose it really doesn't matter" The merchant replied, leaning forward and folding his hands in front of his face "Just a word of caution, if you'll hear an old man out, there are those that will go to great lengths to defend their beliefs, be careful of those types of people, alright?"
"Y-Yeah, Alright..." Seth responded, a little unnerved by what the merchant was saying, before the conversation could continue, the car suddenly stopped "What's going on?" there was a knock on the back of the car and the door was thrown open and a mage wielding a gun entered, threatening the two in the back.
"Alright boys, follow me, nice and easy..." he said, keeping the gun level "And don't try anything stupid, and there won't be any problem" The merchant complied and held his arms up, moving past the gunman and exiting the vehicle, but Seth remained seated "Hey! Didn't you hear me?"
Seth turned to face the gunman and a tense moment of silence passed as everyone stayed silent, Seth finally broke the tension by standing up and raising his arms as well "Sorry! I wasn't paying attention!" he then approached the gunman, who grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close.
"You think you're funny!?" He asked, getting in Seth's face and pushing the barrel of his gun into his chin "Remember who's got the gun!" at this, a smirk slowly appeared on Seth's face, which angered the gunner, who pressed the barrel harder against his hostages head "Wipe that smile off you're face!"
Outside the car, other thugs were pulling the rest of the caravan members into a line, keeping weapons trained on the victims, before anyone could make a move, they heard a gunshot ring out from one of the cars, they all turned around and approached the car, focusing their weapons on the car.
"What's going on?!" another thug yelled, his voice booming in a commanding tone "I thought we said no kills!" he slowly walked towards the car and reached out to the door, before he could open it though, it was blasted open by a huge black wave, the rest of the thugs dove out of the way.
Once the wave had dissipated, they looked at where it had hit and saw that their comrade was laying unconscious on the side of one of the cars, seeing this, they turned their attention back to other car and opened fire, thinking they had neutralized whatever threat was in the car.
"Someone go check it out!" The leader yelled, causing the other thugs to start arguing over who should go check it out, as they fought, the slowly opened again, startling the thugs "Who's there?!" his question was answered when Seth stepped out, his skin now steel gray, as opposed to his normal pale white "Get out here now!"
"If you say so..." Seth replied, quickly dashing towards the thugs and punching one of them hard in the stomach, sending him flying into a tree and knocking him unconscious, he quickly dodged as the other thugs opened fire on him once again.
"Take that punk down!" The leader shouted, shooting his shotgun at Seth, who simply took the blow and kept rampaging, throwing around the field as the caravan members ran for cover in the forest, watching the young mage fought against the thugs "Alright, I've had enough!"
A beige colored magic circle appeared at the tip of the leader's shotgun as he aimed it towards Seth "Adhesive Shot!" he then fired a blast from the gun that resembled a glob of mucus, seeing the shot coming, Seth raised his arms in defense, causing them to get bound together by the attack "Heheh, guess you bit off more than you can chew..."
"Damn! What is this stuff?!" Seth complained, trying to free his arms from the glue, though the more he struggled, the more it seemed to stick "Come on! Stupid glue!" as he fought against the glue, the leader of the thugs slowly walked up to him, chuckling as he flipped his gun in his hand, now gripping the barrel.
He viciously smashed the gun against Seth's head, knocking the young man to the ground "Uppity little brat! This coulda gone so much easier!" He continued to beat Seth, who was left unable to defend himself, the beating finally stopped as the leader dropped the gun and panted over Seth's seemingly unconscious body, he then turned to his goons and held his arms out to his sides "Alright boys!, Let's get to looting!"
As the thugs cheered and congratulated their boss, the caravan members looked on in shock and horror as their tormentors began to ransack their wares, one of the merchants looked at Seth's prone body and saw that he was stirring "Look!" he whispered to his companions, they watched as Seth slowly rose to his feet as the adhesive around his hands crumbled away.
One of the thugs noticed and fell backwards in surprise "W-What the hell are you, you should be dead by now!" Seth didn't answer and simply cracked his neck as iron covered his arms once more, turning them into studded maces.
"Mace of the Iron God!" Seth yelled, swinging both his arms downward, crushing the thug into the ground and knocking him out, he then turned his attention to the other bandits, charging towards him after hearing the commotion, Seth began fighting them, knocking them away with his mace-arms and binding them in place with quickly assembled iron bands, leaving only him and the leader once again "Ready for round 2?"
"Alright then, let's finish this..." The leader growled, his anger clearly boiling over as his shotgun was replaced by a giant cannon-type gun "Think you can handle this, punk?" Seth laughed as he picked up one of the unconscious goon's guns and took a bite from the barrel.
"Ah...I needed that, haven't had anything to eat since I left the guild!" Seth laughed, patting his stomach "Okay, now I'm ready!" he then began stretching out, making the leader even angrier.
"Quit screwing around!" He shouted, firing off a giant cannon ball, blowing a huge hole into the ground as it exploded, but Seth was nowhere to be found when the dust settled, before the leader could look around, he felt something push hard into his back, he whipped his head around and saw that Seth had somehow appeared behind him and drop kicked him in the back with iron-clad legs, sending him stumbling forward.
He spun around and tried to fire off another shot, but before he could, Seth quickly thrust out his arm, sending the mace flying towards the leader, colliding with his face and knocking him out cold, he eventually came to and noticed that he and all of his goons were bound in iron.
Seth was standing in front of them as the Caravan members collected their wares and began preparations for the walk back to Turquesa "Who sent you guys? You part of a Dark Guild?" He questioned, a serious tone in his voice.
"Tch, don't be so simple..." The leader scoffed, trying to free himself from the binds "Mage Guilds don't run everything..." he soon stopped struggling against his bonds, as if he had resigned himself to his fate "Lotta money going around in these caravans, if one merchant family goes under cuz of bandit attacks, people are gonna start redirecting there business to other families..."
"So, you were hired by one of the other Merchant Families? Which one?" Seth interrogated, trying his best to sound threatening, though the Bandit Leader seemed undeterred, even laughing in the young man's face.
"How should I know? I talked to one of their toadies, the pay was too good to pass up, so I wasn't askin' questions" The leader replied, a wry smile on his face, which then quickly faded as he looked up at Seth "So, whaddya gonna do with us now?"
Seth was confused for a moment "What do you mean? I'm gonna turn you in" The leader looked at him, a brief glimpse of confusion on his face.
"Heh, naïve punk" Was the only thing he said as the caravan leader approached Seth, telling him that they were all prepped to leave, with Seth gesturing for the bandits to stand and follow them to Turquesa.
On the way, a Goblin approached the group and ran up to Seth, holding a small Communications Lacrima up to him, Seth grabbed it and the image of a beautiful woman with flowing black hair appeared "Oh, hey master! What's up?"
"You know I like to check in on my subordinates when they're away" Emilia explained, resting her head on the back of her hand "I assume you're making your way home?" Seth nodded as he picked up the goblin and scratching behind the creatures ears "Perfect, We all await your triumphant return" with that, Emilia disappeared from the Lacrima as it turned off.
Seth stowed the Lacrima in the pocket of his jacket as the Goblin jumped onto his shoulder, he then turned his attention back to the caravan and grabbed a bag of supplies, taking one of the heavier ones to ease their burden as they made their way back to Turquesa, leaving their wrecked vehicles behind, which the leader informed Seth may or may not be coming out of his reward...
THE END!
A.N: And with that, A new journey begins! I hope you enjoy, and sorry if this is a bit rough, prologues are a little difficult for me, anyway, If you'd like to submit a character, There are 6 guilds you can submit to, 3 Legal and 3 Dark Guilds, the Legal guilds are Silver Hippogriff, Kobold Fang, and Stone Titan, and the 3 Dark Guilds are Crimson Jackal, Wrym Talon, and Empusa Heart