Hey guys! So this is my first story and I would love for y'all to read it! I really love Fairy Tail and I got this idea to write a character that was equally matched to Laxus. So I hope you guys like her.
I know I wrote Laxus just a little OOC but I tried to keep him as unpleasant and cocky as possible. If you have any suggestions or reviews, just let me know :) I hope you guys like it! Thanks for reading!
What the hell were all these people doing here? I thought as I stumbled upon a rather enormous gathering of people. I glared around, not liking being surrounded by so many bodies. I spotted food vendors and street performers surrounding a massive cherry blossom tree that was strewn with streamers of red, yellow, and black. There was music and laughter and it was all very annoying. It appeared to be a party. And party is definitely not what I came for.
Everyone seemed to be in a state of excitement, little boys tugging at their fathers hands to get closer to the trunk of the tree, teenage girls racing through the crowd, giggling something about pink hair and lightning, which, at the time, I thought to be extremely strange. One boy ran into my leg and bounced off, landing on his butt. I growled at the annoyance and whipped my head down to glare at him. His father scooped him up and walked briskly away, not liking the way I was staring furiously at his son. My eyes followed them until they disappeared into the crowd. I hate children.
Sighing, I pushed my way into the throng of people, trying to look for the real reason I came to this godforsaken city. Gajeel, my old friend from Phantom Lord, had written me. This was a complete bombshell because when I had been told that my best and only friend had vanished on Tenrou Island, I had become inconsolable. I had been searching for 5 years until I decided to finally accept the fact that he was dead. But a few days ago, I had received a letter from him, explaining everything, and I had rushed across the kingdom to see him for myself.
So here I was, in the middle of a damn party in order to see my once dead-but-came-back-to-life friend. I wasn't entirely sure the reason for the gathering but I didn't really care. I had come to see Gajeel and then planned return to my secluded home back in Dawn City. I walked through the crowd with ease, as I always did when surrounded by a group of people. For some reason, perhaps my permanent scowl, people parted for me.
Suddenly, I heard the strum of a chord and the raspy voice that could have only been my best friend. I turned toward the sound, the scowl melting off my face, replaced with what I considered a smile but others would probably call a not-frown. I began pushing people out of my way faster than they could move, attempting to reach the big stage that was set up near the base of the tree. I broke through the pulsing crowd of people to find Gajeel, "serenading" the crowd with the only song that he knew.
I almost sunk to my knees in relief. There he was, strumming on his electric guitar, a grin on his face. He really was ok. He was ok and sitting in front of me, singing horribly, but he was ok. I clenched my jaw as I tried to keep the tears from streaming down my face. Crying in public was probably the only thing I hated more than children.
Even so, I could feel a small tear leak out of my eye and drop the ground. I quickly swiped at it, hoping no one saw. But out of the corner of my eye, I could see someone watching at me. I glared over at the person, hoping to convey my promise to kill him if he so much as cracked a grin at my fallen tear. But he didn't. He just glared back at me with the same intensity. The lightning scar that cut jaggedly across his eye made him seem even more threatening. I had killed bigger guys than him, but something about his piercing blue eyes struck something deep within me, like I had seen him before. Before I could remember from where, he broke the glaring match to swat away a girl with light brown hair that was fussing with his shirt. He barked something at her that appeared to be menacing, if his angry face was anything to go by, but the woman just smiled and continued to fix his shirt.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite asshole in the whole world," I heard a deep voice bellow in front of me. I turned to see my long lost friend jump off the stage and walk toward me.
"It's been too long Gajeel. I see you look just as ugly as ever." I crossed my arms over my chest, attempting to hide the fact that I had cried just a moment ago. He barked a bizarre laugh and wrapped me in an even more bizarre hug.
"Oh, how I've missed your insults, Kit," he chuckled as he set me back down. He was still in a ridiculous white suit from his performance, a fedora tucked under his arm. I cocked an eyebrow as I looked him up and down.
"What the hell are you wearing?" I asked, incredulously. He laughed again, his face turned toward the sky. That was probably the most unsettling thing I had seen all day. Not his pansy suit, or his performance, or even the fact that it looked like he hadn't aged in 7 years. It was Gajeel laughing. Gajeel never laughed, and I mean never.
"You like it? It's my performing suit." He smirked. I narrowed my eyes at him suspiciously.
"Who are you, and what have you done with my friend?" I questioned. Clearly, someone was pulling a prank on me. This wasn't the real Gajeel, it couldn't be. My Gajeel would never ever laugh over something as stupid as a damn suit. He chuckled once more.
"Of course it's me. Who else looks this good in a suit?" He gestured down to his annoying suit that I beginning to hate with each passing second.
"The hell it is," I grabbed his collar and pulled him down a few inches, being that he was several taller than me. "Now, you better tell me where he is or I'm gonna punch your damn teeth in," I said, a snarl on my face. His smirk fell of his face, annoyance taking its place.
"Oh come on, Kit. Stop playing around," he said with a roll of his eyes. I raised my fist.
"Oh really? Then tell me what I said when we first met," I demanded. He narrowed his eyes and ripped my hand off of his suit, smoothing out the wrinkles. The people around us had begun to notice our tiff and had slowly started backing away. I'm guessing they all knew Fairy Tail's reputation for destroying things.
"You know exactly what I told you, Kit. Quit it," he grumbled.
"Tell me right now or I swear to everything that is holy, I will break your goddamn nose," I barked loudly. He looked at me sharply and sighed.
"You told me, 'Hey asshole. Why don't you stop sulking for a bit and give me your sandwich,' to which I replied, 'Fuck you', to which you also replied, 'Fuck you'." He crossed his arms, clearly angry that I hadn't believed him. "Do you remember that or did you finally hit your head from all that running?"
I grunted and rolled my eyes as well. "Ok, it is you." The people around all sighed simultaneously.
He grunted a "Duh" and begun to pull me through the crowd. I tried to yank my arm free, smacking his arm and almost tugging my shoulder out of socket. I hated when people touched me for prolonged amounts of time. But I knew Gajeel was stronger than me so I let him tug me along behind him.
"Where the hell are we going?" I shouted angrily.
"I'm gonna go change for the fight. I'll be right back." And with that, he ran off, disappearing into the crowd.
"Fight?! What fight?!" I yelled after him. A person barked a laugh next to me. I turned and glared at the amused bystander.
"The fight between, Laxus, Natsu, and Gajeel. Duh. That's why everyone is here," the man said next to me. "It's gonna be so cool!" he shrieked with excitement. My jaw dropped in astonishment.
"They're having a party because people are fighting?" I asked, disbelieving. This is the absolutely stupidest thing that I had ever seen. "Who wants to celebrate fighting?" I ask out loud.
The man next to me laughed again. "Fairy Tail, of course!"
I palmed my forehead. Why the hell did I decide to come today?
Before I could go look for Gajeel to stop this whole charade, I heard a high pitched voice echo across the crowd.
"Laxus is so calm and collected, it's terrifying!" the voice screeches. Everyone's attention had been directed to the East, where Gajeel had run off to. I made my way through the crowd, everyone parting for my viciously furious grimace, and came across a circle of people. In the center, is the man that I saw earlier with the scar on his face, the one that had seen me cry. Behind him stood three people, his posse, I was assuming. I rolled my eyes. I cannot believe this was actually going to happen.
On the edge of the crowd, about 10 feet away from me, was Gajeel. He had his classic menacing glare fixated in the man seated across from him with his arms crossed over his chest. He was back in his normal clothes and out of that ridiculous suit. I made a mental note to burn it later.
I heard the same piercing voice again. "Sweet! Black steel Gajeel is ready to throw down!" An extremely excited blonde man was hopping up and down in between the two men. "The two hero's stare down their opponent," the skinny man says. I saw Gajeel turn to look at something, or rather someone, on the ground. He smiled down at what I could only assume was a black cat with a sword strapped to its back.
"The tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife!" the blonde man yelled. I was seriously going to injure that guy if he didn't calm the fuck down. Suddenly, someone barged through the wall of people. He had a white scarf on, even though its was very hot outside, and his pink hair was pointing every which way. The blonde man screamed, once again.
"Natsu has arrived! All three warriors are in their places!" I rolled my eyes and curled my fists. This was absolutely so stupid and quite obviously planned by men that I almost stepped into the circle to halt the fight.
Almost.
I was somewhat intrigued. All the hype for this fight had to be for something.
The man with the scar stood up, the annoying announcer narrating his every move, and stepped toward the pink haired boy. They glared at each other for what seemed like an eternity until the scarred man said,
"Let's do this thing." His deep voice reverberated around the circle as everyone cheered loudly. I rolled my eyes once again. All of these dramatics were really over the top.
Natsu, the pink haired boy, grinned and said, "Bring it." I crossed my arms and smirked. The man, who I could assume was named Laxus, was very large as he stood in the middle of the circle. He exuded so much power that I was surprised the smaller boy wasn't cowering under his stare. But then again, the kid emitted a large amount of power as well. This was going to be interesting.
They two men exchanged a few words and then Natsu's body engulfed in flames. Everyone erupted into a frenzy as Laxus' began to spark and crackle. Gajeel stood off to the side, apparently waiting his turn. Everyone was so excited to see these guys practically kill each other, they jostled me, ignoring the glares I sent their way. To be entirely honest, the thing that impressed me the most wasn't the power that rolled off of them in tidal waves. I had been around plenty of powerful things before. What did impress me was how untroubled Laxus seemed, standing mere feet from the flaming boy. The fire that surrounded the pink haired boy was searing, even from where I was standing, but Laxus seemed unbothered by it. The only thing that showed Laxus was even remotely ready for the enormous fight that was sure to ensue, was that the crackling that surrounded him became so loud and thundering that the children around me covered their ears. I raised my eyebrows, my interest piqued.
Natsu yelled loudly, his face contorting into fury, and moved to strike the man in front of him. But before he could do so, Laxus grabbed his fist and punched him straight into the ground.
The crowd was silent, everyone's jaw on the ground. Only a few people chuckled, expecting this result. I shook my head in disappointment, the boy should have known to never attack first. Laxus smirked, turning to talk to his "posse."
"TKO!" the annoying man shouted. I shot a glare in his direction, wanting to rip the damn microphone out of his hands. I stalked into the circle about to do just that when Laxus turned around to face Gajeel.
"So, ready for round 2?" he asked. Everyone gasped, ignoring my presence but rather focused on the lack of presence where Gajeel had just been standing.
"Where the hell is Gajeel?" someone shouted loudly. I looked around as well, not expecting my dragon slayer friend to run. I shook my head, once again disappointed.
"Wow. Even Gajeel ran. You must be quite the big shot around here," I said, forgetting my mission to murder the announcer. Laxus leveled me with an annoyed stare. He looked me up and down, taking in my clothes that were very similar to Gajeel's, a tight black tunic and matching slacks, a gray robe covered my purple hair.
He smirked. "Do you know who I am, little girl?"
I cocked an eyebrow. Who the hell did this guy think he was? "Little girl? Good one," I smirked back at him. "But the real question is, do you know who I am, thunder boy?" I fired back. He glared at me, obviously not liking the nickname.
He stepped forward, his arms dropping to his sides. "Should I?" he asked, clearly perturbed.
A man with long green hair pipped up behind him. "You should watch your tongue, little girl. That's Laxus, the S-class lightning wizard," he said with conviction.
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. "Should that ring a bell?" The green haired man gapped at me. Well, obviously this guy really was some big shot. Laxus smiled at me, but it was definitely not a friendly smile. It was a calculating smile, like a snake would smile at its prey. But, lucky for me, I had dealt with plenty of snakes.
"You know, little girl, I think it would be best if you left." Laxus took another step toward that implied that he, in fact, did not want me to leave.
He wanted a fight.
And he was in luck, because I wanted to punch that smirk right off his damn face.
I pushed my hood back off my head. "Again with the little girl? Come on, I don't look that young." I dropped my arms to my sides, as Laxus had done, and took a step of my own.
Laxus shrugged. "What are you, 15?" I clutched my heart, in fake offense.
"Oh Laxus, your words hurt me. Why don't I show you just how old I really am?" I suggested. "I heard you were stuck on an island for what, 7 years? Your powers must have weakened since then, right? Why don't we put them to the test," Everyone froze, stunned by my response. Even he looked slightly surprised that I was instigating a fight.
"Looks like Laxus might get the fight that he came here for. From a mysterious newcomer, nonetheless," the blonde announcer squeaked in the silence. I whipped my head in his direction.
"Oi, blondie!" I yelled angrily. "I've had it with your goddamn screaming so why don't you just put a cork in it." The announcer looked afraid as he ducked behind someone's shoulder. I turned my attention back to Laxus to see that he was laughing. Quite hard, in fact. This annoyed me more than I thought it would.
"And what would be so funny?" I asked. He just glanced up at me and laughed harder.
"Come on, girl. You don't really think you can beat me, do you?" he wheezed between barks of laughter. The girl in green that stood behind him stepped forward.
"Why don't you just leave? You're just going to get yourself killed," she said with a grin on her face, as if my death physically pleased her.
I whipped off my robe and tossed it to the side. "We'll see about that." I said calmly. The flutter of my robe hitting the ground broke Laxus out of his amused state and he smirked once again.
"You know, we don't have a place in the cemetery for outsiders," he took a few steps toward me, now only a couple feet in front of me.
"I don't think it's my gravestone you need to be worrying about," I took another step forward, my boots now touching his. I had to tilt my head up quite far for me to look in his eyes. They were shining bright with amusement. He thought this was going to be a walk in the park.
Boy, was he wrong.
I knew the reason for everyone's disbelief. They didn't expect me to beat Laxus because of the lack of energy that I possessed at that moment. Little did they know, that that was bout to change dramatically.
I stood on one side of the circle and Laxus stood on the other. He still seemed to not be taking this seriously, his posture relaxed and a azy smile perched on his face. I crossed my arms. Those who underestimated their opponents power, in my experience, lost terribly. Then again, I wasn't sure what this guy was capable of either. But I knew better than to treat this like a game.
The announcer took up narrating, which angered me greatly. "Well, folks. I guess we're going to get our fight. Laxus against the mysterious purple haired stranger. Here we go. Are the fighters ready?" he asked over the uncomfortable shuffle of the crowd. Laxus nodded. He began to crackle as he had with Natsu, only slightly louder, if at all possible.
I nodded as well, locking gazes with the over confident man in front of me.
"You may begin!" he shouted over the crashing coming from Laxus. But we didn't move. Laxus smirked at my unmoving figure.
"You gonna move, honey?" He was patronizing me, luring me to strike first. I shook my head and tapped my temple.
"Strategy, honey." I snarled back. He smiled then, the same calculating smile from earlier.
"Well then, let's get this over with." His lightning arced into the sky and struck the ground where I had been standing, only I wasn't there. I was 20 feet to the left.
"You missed, Laxus." I smiled. He grunted and attempted to strike me again, only I was back where I had been standing before. This repeated multiple times, him not landing a single hit.
"Come on, Laxus. You missed again. Can you just hit me already? Get this over with, like you said?" I taunted, knowing that would only make him angrier.
"Are you just going to keep dodging my attacks? Or are you going to actually do something?" he growled angrily. I shrugged.
"Maybe, if you hit me first." I suggested. He narrowed his eyes and struck again, much wider and faster this time. Only, I was too fast for him to comprehend. Suddenly, I was standing inches from his chest.
I shook my head, chastising. He punched forward, lightning sparking from his fist. I ducked right, anticipating his feint, and grabbed his fist. He laughed.
"Hand to hand is my favorite," he muttered. He exploded with lightning, electrocuting me in the process. But, instead of falling to the ground, as I'm sure he expected, I was already gone. A few feet to his left, I chuckled. Lightning sparked from my body, my heart pounding hard in my chest from the power. My hands begun to shake, which I knew was not a good sign.
"Wow. You are a lot slower than I expected. I thought you were going to be an actual challenge for me." A bolt of lightning struck toward me again, but I was back to where I had begun. "Although, more powerful than I expected. A delightful surprise."
Behind me I could hear the murmurs from the crowd. "Who is this girl?" "She's just playing with him." "How is she just appearing out of thin air?"
And the million dollar question was how was I just appearing out of thin air.
Well, I wasn't just materializing. That was not the kind of magic I used. I was actually moving so fast that it seemed as if I was appearing out of thin air. The naked eye couldn't physically "see" me until I was standing still.
But that wasn't the only magic I used; I'll get to that later.
Laxus had suddenly seemed to understand what exactly I was doing as his face contorted into a sneer.
"Speed. You're using speed magic," he hissed through his teeth. I clapped.
"You know, Laxus, you're not as stupid as I originally thought," I teased. His knowing smile was a little unsettling. He looked a little less cocky and little more, how should I say this, evil?
"And you're a lot stupider than I originally thought." He raised his hands to the sky, lightning appearing out of nowhere and raced toward his hands.
If I don't die from the amount of power he is about to throw at me, I will definitely die from the repercussions. Laxus laughed maniacally. I held my hands out to my sides, waiting for the blast. My body had begun to tremble from the lightning I had absorbed a few moments before. To some, I probably looked scared and was accepting my death, but I was only bracing myself.
"Let's see you run from this, little girl," he shouted over the roaring of the lightning crashing around him. The people in the circle backed away, some even ran, which was smart. The blast that was about to hit me would hit anyone within 50 feet, easily.
Finally, he released his pent up energy, lightning vaulting toward me at, well, lightning speed. It hit me full force, sending me skidding back a few feet, but I hadn't fallen down, yet. Before I could cringe from the thundering sound of the lightning snapping around my body, I threw my hands out in front of me, sending it all straight back toward Laxus. I saw his face a moment before it hit him with 10 times more power than when it had hit me. It had transformed into recognition. He knew who I was now.
As the lightning hit Laxus, he flew back into his groupies. I watched as they fell to the ground through twitching eyes. If everyone's jaw had hit the ground from watching Laxus knock out Natsu with one punch, everyone's jaw was now through the ground and on it's way to hell. I convulsed involuntarily, remnants of the electricity pulsing through my veins.
I took an experimental step and my knee buckled beneath me. I stumbled forward and landed on my hands and knees.
I managed a weak, "Don't touch me," fearing that if anyone touched me, would be electrocuted as well, before passing out onto the ground that was still smoking from lightning.
Well there it is! The first chapter! And comments or suggestions, just review :)