"Bodies layed in the sun. Bodies stood in the sun." – N. J. Hallard
Fate's Hands
Idea created by Warrior Husky
Edited by Warrior Phoenix
Written by Warrior Husky and Warrior Phoenix
Chapter 1
The Opposite of Paradise
It was a sweltering August afternoon. The air hummed with the song of cicadas as a dry breeze swept across the normally bustling streets of a few people were on the streets, but all they did was lazily slump around on the burning cement, or sit in the shade with the intention to keep as cool as possible. The air lingered with the hazy odor of car exhaust and fresh motor oil. The heat seemed to make it worse.
Meanwhile, in the guild hall of Fairy Tail, it wasn't much different. Some were too tired to move, and just sat at the table, letting their head rest on a table. Others, had the slightest bit of energy to drag themselves around, or talk a bit. In fact, the only one that was full of energy was Natsu, and he kept pestering the others, which earned him a punch in the face from Erza.
"Owww," he whined, rubbing the spot where the scarlet haired mage's fist had connected with his cheek. "Now I'm gonna have a bruise."
"Serves you right." Erza grumbled from the next table over.
"What did I do?" Natsu asked with an innocent tone.
Erza didn't reply, and continued resting her head on the table. Natsu furrowed his eyebrows, and began to drink his cup of fire.
"Brats!" the master's voice rang out, slicing through the drowsy atmosphere. "I've got to go on a dangerous mission." He coughed, and continued. "With Gildarts of course."
"Eh?" the SS-class wizard gave Makarov a confused look. "How come you didn't tell me sooner?"
Makarov's face paled slighty. "Erm…I'll explain that later."
"Gramps, what exactly are you doing on this dangerous mission?" Laxus questioned from his chair on the 2nd floor.
"Oh, fighting some deadly beasts, things like that." He answered.
"Aww man, that sounds like fun." Natsu groaned in disappointment.
"Ha, you idiot." Gray sneered.
"Oi!" the salmon haired man protested, his fists started to flame up. "You wanna g-."
His sentence was cut off by a furious Titania, with an especially sharp excalibur pointed at his neck.
"A-aye…"
"As I was saying," Makarov continued, slight annoyance in his voice. "Gildarts and I will be leaving tomorrow morning, at dawn. We'll be gone about a week."
"Who's going to take over as your job as master?" Gildarts asked. "Are you going to go get Mavis from Tenroujima or something?"
"Macao will be in charge." Makarov said, pointing at the man
"Okay, sure." The certain fire mage's dad said.
The next morning it wasn't much of a surprise that Master Makarov and Gildarts were absent, but it was quite peculiar that Natsu was missing. Most just assumed that the dragon slayer had gone off some where to pig out like a rabid animal, though only Gray made the "rabid animal" comment.
"Happy," Lucy casted a nervous glance of concern towards the blue excced. "Are you sure that was a good idea?"
"Aye!" Happy whispered cheerfully. "Besides, he insisted on it. And he promised to tell us everything that happened." Happy paused for a moment, looking for the right term. "It's like uh, killing two birds with one stone!"
Lucy sighed. "If you say so…"
"Don't worry!" Happy winked at the blonde mage. "You can trust me!"
"I can?" she wondered to herself. "Since when can I trust Happy?"
The celestial mage decided to shake the worrying thought out of her head, and just hoped that he was going to be fine and that he was good at snooping around.
"Ugh, I've always hated traveling by airplane." Gildarts mumbled to himself, stretching his arms to get the blood flowing again. "My leg feels numb, do you think the blood flow was cut off?"
Makarov didn't seem to notice the Crash Magic mage's question. He was too busy admiring a pot of begonias and baby's breath, which was weird, in his opinion. Both of the flowers were native to Magnolia, and not tropical.
"Master…you see those flowers every day…" Gildarts sweatdropped, and then decided to not finish the sentence; the master wasn't listening to him any ways.
"Come on Gildarts! Let's go party! Whoo! Whoo! Party in Paradise!" Makarov declared, before starting to do a dance that somewhat resembled the hula, but also symbolized some of the moves of the chicken dance as well.
"Huh? What about the dangerous mission?"
"I was just trying to find an excuse to come here that's all…" Makarov smirked, then continued "Besides, you need a break once in a while too!"
"Why did I seriously not see this coming?" Gildarts groaned.
"Hey! Respect the elderly and their gifts to the young grasshoppers!"
"I am not a grasshopper!"
"Oh, would you like me to call you a whipper-snapper then, eh?"
"Master!"
"Anyways, lets find a cab that'll take us to the Sunrise Hotel." Gildarts suggested. "What's our hotel number again?"
"Pretty begonias." Makarov murmured dreamily.
"What kinda number is that?!"
"Oh sorry, the hotel number is 273."
After checking out at the reception desk, and unlocking the door to room 273, the two mages began to unpack. Makarov dscovered that his suitcase was bulging slightly, and it felt heavier than usual. He ignored it, and started pulling out his clothes, when he felt something soft and spiky…
"GAAAAAAH!"
Gildarts busted through the door. "Master! Is something wrong?" He shouted, afraid that the old mage had gotten a heart attack or something.
"Gramps! Gildarts! Hi!" Natsu smiled his famous smile. "I thought I would tag along on your mission!"
It took some time for the two wizzards the receive the message that Natsu was indeed there and in Makarov's suitcase. "NATSU?!"
Gildarts stared at the suitcase in wonder. "H-how d-did y-you f-fit i-in t-there?"
"It's a secret."
"Lucy and Happy helped you, didn't they?" Makarov asked, sternly glaring at the dragon slayer.
"W-what makes you say that?" Natsu tittered.
"First of all, it's obvious that they would help you." The master explained. "And secondly, you smell like tuna, a fish that Happy caught yesterday."
"Damn it."
Golden grains of sand, stirred up by a hot desert wind, made their way into Destiny's eyes. She placed her right hand over her eyes, trying to shield her eyes. The town she was currently hiding in was completely deserted except for a few rats scurrying around.
To her right, she noticed a building that was only slightly crumbled. With a quick glance to the left and right, she opened the door with a creak, and dashed inside, the door slamming behind her.
"Those damn ephyroids." The sky blue haired mage muttered. "At least I managed to save the box."
She carefully opened up the tattered bag she had been carrying for two weeks. Inside it was a medium sized wooden box, with a star carved onto the lid. Her eyes began to water, the salty droplets splattering onto the box, as memories of her past flooded into her mind.
The air was filled with laughter and joy as the Galantians celebrated Chirstmas Eve. Destiny was outside playing with her friend, Phoenix, Daichi, and Rosie. The only people who seemed to be enjoying the snow, was Destiny who was the Blizzard Dragon Slayer, and Daichi, who used Earth Magic. Phoenix, the Time Dragon Slayer, was shivering slightly, while Rosie, who used Rose Magic, kept saying that she wanted to go back inside soon.
"Oh lighten up, Rosie." Daichi snorted. "It's not that bad."
"E-easy f-for y-you t-to s-say." The brunette chattered.
"Yay! Snow!" Destiny shouted, scooping up some of the white powder, and throwing if over Daichi's head.
"Oi!" he shouted in annoyance. "Destiny! Stop that!"
"Oh yeah? Watch me use my dragon slayer powers!" Destiny declared. "Wing Slash of the Bl-."
"DESTINY!" Phoenix shouted. "How many times have I told you not to use magic on Christmas Eve?"
"Uh, a thousand?"
"It's one-thousand-one times, to be exact." The time dragon slayer said.
"But why can't I use magic?"
"Because, last time you made a crater, and went unconsious after that."
"Oh."
Suddenly, a thunderous stomping noise echoed across the landscape.
"W-what was t-that?" Rosie trembled.
A gust of wind blew over. As it disappeared, it revealed a mob of people, their eyes all a cold, heartless purple with waxy, pale skin. They marched closer in a triangle formation, in sync with one another, and encircled the four.
"Come." said the one that was the "tip" of the triangle. "Come, and join the ephyroids."
"The epyr-what?" Destiny echoed, confused.
"The ephy-roids child, ephyroids!" the "back left corner" ephyroid sneered in annoyance. "Come, and we will spare your parent's lives."
"Geez, these people are pushy aren't they?" Destiny thought. "Okay, and what if we said no to your offer?" She asked with a firm voice as some of the other Galantians ran around frantically like a herd of sheep running away from a hunting wolf.
"So we take it that your answer is a no?" the "tip" of the group asked.
"Yup, pretty much." Daichi countered them with a glare.
The ephyroids immeadiately changed their triangle formation into a line and what used to be the "tip" of the triangle gave a command to the ephyroid behind him, to kill the kids' parents.
"NOOOO!" Rosie screamed as the ephyroid that was in charge of killing her parents transformed it's arms into guns and shot her parents.
The last glimpse that Destiny saw of the rose mage's parents disappeared in an explosion of rock, blood, and smoke.
"Why you," Rosie growled, charging towards the ephyroids. "ROZEN THORN!" A magenta magic circle appeared, and dark green vines shot out of it, striking the ephyroids, and destroying them.
"Rosie!" Daichi and Destiny shouted, knowing well that "Rozen Thorn" was a powerful spell for a mage that was Rosie's age. Had she gone unconsious and had the ephyroids gotten her?"
"No! I won't let you kill me parents!" Destiny shouted, as the ephyroids tied her back-to-back with Daichi. "If you want to! You have to get though me first!"
"My, my, you sure are a fiesty one." An ephyroid hissed.
"Let me go!" the sky blue haired girl demanded, thrashing in the ropes. "Let me go!"
"It's no use Destiny!" Daichi growled. "The only way we can break out, is if our magic was stronger."
"Whaddya talkin' about?" Destiny asked furiously. "I am strong!"
"Not strong enough." The dark green haired earth mage said. "Unless, we do an unsion raid."
"How on earth are we supposed to do a unsion raid when were tied this way?"
"I don't know, just grab my hand!"
"Okay," Destiny said, grabbing his hand. "By the way, what will snow and earth magic create?"
"There's no time to hesitate." Daichi said sternly, he grasped her hand tighter. "UNSION RAID!
To Destiny, it felt like a year before their magic began to fuse together, and create an energy beam that destroyed almost half of the ephyroids. She felt drained, like she hadn't slept for days, yet full of energy and willing to beat up the invaders.
She glanced around, and saw her parents lying on a pool of blood, turning the snow pink. She ran to them, nearly slipping on a sheet of ice.
"MOM! DAD!" Destiny cried out, not enabling herself to believe that her parents could be dead
"Wake up" she prodded their still figures with her small hand. "Wake up." she prodded them again. "Mommy? Daddy?" she whispered, her voice thick with tears.
"D-Destiny…" her mother coughed, crimson blood spewing from her mouth.
"Thank god, you're alive!"
"Sorry…Destiny…but…we're…going to…leave…soon." Her father said in between ragged breaths. "Run…with your…friends… Stay….togther..."
"Remember…that…old…folklore?" her mother asked, holding Destiny's hand. "The one…where…you…can…talk…to…the spirits…of…the…dead?"
"Yes mama."
"There… must be… someone… out there… who can… use that… type… of magic." She smiled weakly at her daughter. "Go…become a…strong girl…live…your…life…to the…fullest…"
"Mommy?" Destiny asked, hoping that there was one last breath of life in her parents. "Daddy?"
Their bodies were still, their eyes close and their skin pale and waxy as the the full moon.
"I'll KILL THE EPHYROIDS! I SWEAR!" Destiny shouted furiously, adrenaline and anger pumping through her veins rapidly. "I'LL KILL OFF EVERY LAST ONE! I'LL SEVER OF THEIR HEADS, AND TOSS THEM INTO A POOL OF LAVA!" she bunched her fingers into fist. "AND I'LL KEEP KILLING THEM EVEN WHEN I'M AN OLD WOMAN! I'LL NEVER FORGIVE THEM! I PROMISE!"
"DESTINY!" Phoenix shouted. "Watch out!"
She swiveled her head to the left, and saw more ephyroids marching closer to her. "ROAR OF THE BLIZZARD DRAGON!"
Destiny sniffled silently remembering her promise with her parents."I'll live, for my parents' sake. For my own sake and my friends' sake too. That's what I promised myself, and I will get revenge!"
A loud thundering boom followed by a heart thumping crash came echoed across the old worn down apartment that seemed to have been abandoned a few months ago. The front door was blown to smithereens on the floor, but then the next second, the pieces of wood gathered together, and formed a new door. The soft pad of footsteps and the swishing of long hair swept past Destiny, but she didn't seem to notice.
"W-What j-just h-happened?" Destiny stuttered in confusion.
"Shh! Don't talk or else the ephyroids will notice us!" a voice hissed
"Eek!" Destiny jumped. She glanced at the figure sitting next to her. "Who're you?"
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hey minna! This is Warrior Husky and Warrior Phoenix here with a brand new story! (Actually, this is our first time writing one together.) This story was inspired by the movie, The Host.
Also, Destiny is Warrior Husky and Phoenix is Warrior Phoenix. The other people, are OC's.
Now it's time for some bloopers!
BLOOPERS
Blooper 1
Gildarts: Any ways, let's go find a cab that'll take us to the Sunrise Hotel. What's our hotel number again?
Makarov: Pretty...pretty...what were those flowers called again?
Natsu: Gramps! It's pretty bolognes!
Gildarts: Eh? That's a meat not a flower!
Gray: You idiot flame-brain! *sighs* And master, it's begonias.
Makarov: Oh, sorry. Heh. Heh.
Warrior Husky: CUT!
Blooper 2
Warrior Phoenix: Scene 14 take one!
Makarov: Hey! You should respect the elderly and their gifts to the young hot chili peppers!
Gildarts: Wait, what?
Warrior Husky: CUT!
Warrior Phoenix: Scene 14 take two!
Makarov: Hey! You should respect the elderly and their gifts to the young...young...poop!
Gildarts: *facepalms* Master, are you saying I am feces?
Warrior Husky: CUT! CUT! GARY TURN THE CAMERA OFF!
Warrior Phoenix: Scene 14 take twenty...
Makarov: Hey! You should respect the elderly and their gifts to the young...grasshoppers!
Gildarts: I am not a grasshopper!
Warrior Husky: CUT! Perfect! Finally! Did you get that Gary? WHAT?! There was no film in the camera?!
Everyone: *groan*
Blooper 3
Makarov: GAAAAH!
Gildarts: *busts through door* Master! Is there something wrong?
Natsu: Um... Can you guys help me out? I think the blood flow stopped to my legs.
Makarov: Eh? That's not in your lines.
Warrior Husky: CUT! And somebody help Natsu out!
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