Chapter 1- The Prelude of Destiny
I am a horrible excuse for a human being. I can't do anything right, I can't protect anyone, I can't even imagine being able to help a single other living except by killing myself and feeding some unfortunate roses.
So, I did. Or, "tried" would probably be a better word.
Unfortunately, I failed, seeing as how you're reading this. Now, I don't want you to worry about me, even though Death is a scary man. Chaos isn't too kind either. I've seen people get on the latter's bad side, and let me just say, it isn't pretty.
*shiver*
You'd be better off putting this rotten rag down into the gutter where probably a million men have trampled on it, going home to your family, hugging and reassuring them that you love them. Worry about them and yourself. As I said, I'm worthless.
... Still reading?
Then I guess I should tell you not about the depressing death of Aldwin Yorkson, but probably the meeting of a salamander, a mage, and a lonely fairy. If you're here long enough, maybe I can muster up the courage to tell you the former of the two tales.
Now, I'm sorry, but it's time to start.
A weight on my chest woke me up, and two large red eyes were staring me straight in the face. I gave a small smile before sitting up, making the small black cat settle in my lap.
"Good morning, Anton. What would you like for breakfast?" I lifted up a hand, and nuzzled him between his ears.
"How about some fish?" The cat said, pawing my face. "I want fish."
"Fine, but I don't know if we have enough," I gave an uneasy smile. The cat flashed a grin, before catapulting out of my lap and onto my face, then using it as a springboard to dash out of the bedroom.
"If we don't then I'm going to make you get some more!" he called back. I smiled uneasily.
Anton, my employer and the talking cat, never really gave me a break, but I don't mind. I was happy to help.
I grabbed my shirt off the floor and tugged it on, slipping my arms into the red long sleeves with a little difficulty. I pulled on my old jeans, tugged my long black hair into some sort of messy ponytail, and tied it up with my white piece of fabric. Then I grabbed my glasses as I went to the door.
I walked down the hallway finding Anton sitting at the top of the main staircase. I smiled.
"Find any fish?" I asked, adjusting my glasses. He pounced onto my face.
"You! You must have known! We're all out!" He cried, digging his sharp - and extremely painful - claws into my face.
"Owowowowowowow! I - Gyaaahh! Stop, Ant - Ow!" I stumbled backwards, reaching up to pull off Anton. I couldn't get my hands close to him without being scratched, and even though I was hesitating, he wasn't.
His claws seemed to get into my face easily, and he was crying. "I want fish! I want fish!"
I somehow managed to speak through the body clinging to my face. "Ow! F-fine! I'll run into- Ow! Into town now, and grab you some." His claws immediately retracted, and he hopped off my face to start trotting towards the doorway.
"Good! I want tuna rolls in seaweed, sashimi, and some shellfish," He said, beginning to descend the stairs. "Also, grab a couple pints from the bank, if you can."
I was carefully touching the scratch marks as I followed him.
"Anton, you don't mean you've run out, have you?" Honestly, this cat drank more of that repulsive stuff than a vampire bat! Red eyes glared up at me.
"Yes, I have. Mainly because you seem to have a problem of just carrying a couple measly gallons of blood around town!" he scolded. I sighed.
"Can't you just go for a little longer without blood? I mean, if we keep going in there and buying it, they'll think we're both vampires," I asked, reaching the entrance hall of his house. Anton leapt up onto my shoulder.
"Of course not! You should've known by now that a vampire like me requires a lot of blood to keep moving. I can already feel my mouth salivating at the very thought of another taste! That's a sign that pretty soon I'm going to either break into a hospital, or leave to suck someone else's blood," He said, settling on my shoulder. I shuddered.
"Okay, okay. We'll go grab that now." With a little stab of uneasiness, I opened the door and began briskly walking towards the twisted black iron gate that sat on the edge of the gravel path. With a creak, it opened and I continued through, not bothering to close it.
I made my way towards the large town that we had been living close to, Magnolia, if memory serves me correct.
A sudden thought burst from my lips. "You think I could get more chemicals?" When only silence was heard, I looked at the black cat. Anton was staring at me, with wide eyes. I immediately stuttered out an apology. "Uh.. I'm sorry! I don't really need them, I was just going to make some new solutions, and I really needed some Phosphorus and Magnesium, but when I looked at the stores you saved-" A paw had stopped the flood of words.
"Please, just stay quiet. People don't know that I can talk, so I'd like to keep it that way. This is about the thousandth time I've told you," he said, using his other paw to make a surprisingly human-like gesture of pinching his nose.
"Sorry," I mumbled as we reached the top of the hill separating us from the town.
A few minutes later, we were walking in the early morning sunshine through the fish market. Anton had to be restrained from attacking the fresh batches of fish, but with a couple dozens of sardines he stopped.
"Mmfhmm hmm daa shhffmm," Anton said, pointing to a large tuna. I nodded in understanding, but sweat dropped. Hadn't he been angry at me for blowing his secret when no-one was around?
After throwing the tuna into our fish basket, I started walking, but I accidentally ran into a person. The girl fell down to the ground, so I reached down a hand to help her up.
"Owch... Sorry." The girl accepted my hand, and looked up at me with a kind smile. "Heh, guess I should've watched where I was going," She continued, brushing some dirt off her blue skirt and her bright blonde hair. She reached out a hand. "I'm Lucy, I only just got here, so I should probably get back to my guild."
My mind finally found my voice. "Oh, that's why I've never seen you around before," I balanced the basket filled with fish and vegetables off on one arm, and return her handshake, "I'm Aldwin Yorkson."
"Aww, how cute," she cooed, beginning to pet Anton. Thankfully, he didn't claw or bite, just nuzzled and sniffed. Must be because I can still hold his blood over him.
"This is Anton. By the way, you said you were a Mage? What guild are you a part of?"
She smiled proudly. "I'm a new member of Fairy Tail." She showed off the light pink mark on the back of her hand.
I felt embarrassed. Of course! It's the only guild around this part of the country! I'm such an idiot! "Oh, so - GYAAAAHHH! ANTON, LET GO!"
My employer was clinging to my face with his claws again. I gripped the baskets so they wouldn't fall, and was now reaching my hand to remove Anton from my face.
A minute of scrambling later, and a smirking cat was seated on my shoulder. Lucy was staring, with a sweatdrop. I gave a crooked smile.
"Heh, sorry. He, uh, gets upset easily," I gulped. She kept a deadpan stare as I slowly backed away. "Well, gotta go, things to do, people to say... Stuff.. To, and, well, bye!"
After that awkward input, I ran like my life depended on it.
"Well, you seem to be the happy social butterfly as always," Anton said, reaching for another sardine. "You know... Mmmfff! Phish ish sho good!" He would've kept eating the sardines, but I quickly slammed the lid down.
"We won't have any left if you keep eating them now."
"But I want them now~! You big meanie! I helped you!" He said, pawing at the lid.
"How did you help me? You attacked my face!" I said, keeping my voice from turning into a scream. "Wait a... Please tell me you didn't."
"Didn't do what? You'll have to be a lot more specific." His smile gave his plan away.
"You did, didn't you."
"Maybe you should see someone on your communication skills, cause I have no idea what you're talking about." I slapped my palm to my face, sighing.
"Remove the tracker."
He paused, then gave a choked giggle. "Hehe, what? I don't know how you think I put a track -"
I picked him up by the scruff of the neck. "Remove the tracker, or I will make sure the hobgoblins know that you're still stuck as a cat." He gave me a pointy-teethed smile.
"Come on! No-one will notice and -" I gave him a hard stare.
"No blood." His jaw dropped.
"Meanie! Meaniemeaniemeaniemeaniemeanie! I hate you! You ruin all my fun and don't let me do anything!" In my mind, as my employer kept whining, the same exact phrase came forth.
Why was I stuck babysitting?
"If you remove the tracker, I'll get you double the amount of blood," I tried, setting the cat down. His eyes sparkled.
"Really?"
"Yes." He held out his paw, and I wrapped my pinkie around it. Now, we were both held to the promise. He takes off the tracker, I buy him twelve gallons on blood. At least I could always trust him with promises.
"Okay! I'll get it done! Just need to go find her, but I'll do it," He said, beginning to walk away. "That shouldn't be too hard."
Just then, a scream echoed throughout the town. My eyes widened, and I gave him a long stare. "Shit."
I quickly pulled myself up and yanked Anton off the floor, running out of the alley and down the street. He held on for dear life, as I raced past multiple vendors and people, looking for the blonde I had met earlier. As I turned a corner on the street, I saw Lucy, being grabbed by several gray skinned men.
"Shit," Anton said again, as I slowly reached my thumb up to his mouth. He gave a bite, and I held back a yelp as crimson blood started trickling down.
I took a deep breath, and charged.
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AN: Guess who's back? ME! Here is the first chapter of Lonely Fairy, a little shorter than anticipated but it is a start! A Thousand Perspectives (A Hundred Perspectives re-write) will be up in the next few days!
Well, you guys review, tell me what you think of Aldwin, what powers you think he might have, and who the grey skinned guys are! Peace and question mark cake!
Don't own Fairy Tail.