Summary: After receiving personalized job requests, 10 mages of Magnolia are invited to a "prestigious" party hosted by an unknown sponsor. What happens everyone arrives and they are told they can't leave? Chaos and tension. That's what happens.
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters and situations from the manga/anime "Fairy Tail" created by Hiro Mashima. No copyright or trademark infringements are intended. All OC's are mine. Please ask before using them. No form of currency is being made on these stories.
Song: Tomorrow - BTS
Chapter One: FREED
Freed woke up to someone banging at his front door.
Quickly, he gathered his wits and made his way downstairs and to the door. He was still feeling a bit groggy from the night before. He had acquired a new book about spatial magic. He was so interested in the different aspects of it and what it could do. He loved that it was so versatile too. The fact that Celestial Spirit Magic and Territory Magic fell under the same category was so intriguing to him. The further he read, the more he felt that he couldn't stop. He ended up falling asleep with his nose, literally, in the book.
Another pounding knock sounded at the door.
"I'm coming!" Freed called out.
He jogged up to the door wearing his night outfit. It consisted of a white tee and black night pants, with a red robe thrown over top that he grabbed on his way out of his bedroom. Opening the door, Freed hoisted up a smile at the sight of his leader and best friend.
"Good morning, Laxus. What do I owe the pleasure this morning?"
Laxus pushed through the door and made himself at home on Freed's couch, propping his feet up the coffee table. He reached in his jacket and pulled out a envelope with Freed's name written on it.
"This came for you at the Guild this morning. Gramps asked me if I could give it to you. One came for Bicks too." Laxus revealed.
Freed walked over to the couch and took the envelope out of the other man's hand. He walked over to his writing desk and pulled out a letter opener. After slicing open the card stock, he sat down on a chair opposite from Laxus and began to read its contents.
"So..." he started, "What does it say?"
Freed looked up at Laxus and began to read the letter aloud.
Dear Freed- Dark Écriture Mage
You have been invited to a prestigious party hosted by one Daniel Misterious. This is an invitation specifically requesting your presence. With your attendance, you will be greatly compensated with jewel as a reward. This party could be considered a job as mages take, and this letter is my request. I hope to see you this weekend.
Signed, Misterious
Freed finished and looked up at Laxus.
"It sounds like a deal to me. Getting paid for partying? I would be there in a heartbeat." Laxus laughed and leaned back further into the couch.
"Yes... But, don't you think it sounds too good to be true?" Freed suggested, analyzing the minuscule details of the letter.
"I think you need to chill out and take a good offer when it comes to you. I know you know Bicks is going to hop to this chance, so you aren't going to be alone." he retorted.
Freed frowned and move to sit down at his desk with the letter in his hand. He took out a magnifying glass and started to take notes on every aspect of the letter.
Laxus sighed and got up from the couch. He knew Freed and that look on his face meant that he was going to get to the bottom of that letter and invitation, if it was the last thing he ever did.
"Alright Freed. I'm going, but remember to live in the moment. Don't take life's opportunities for granted."
Freed humphed in return. With that, Laxus shook his head and took his leave.
Focusing back in on the letter, Freed took out sheets of paper and detailed everything he could think of.
After a few hours of researching, Freed only came up with a small amount of information on the party. Besides the fact the party is hosted in Crocus, it is supposed to last for the duration of the weekend. The party's host was pretty elusive to Freed's intensive research. He couldn't find anything on the man, except for the thoughts that he knew he could assume about the man. He was rich, prominent, and curious, which weren't bad factors to have, necessarily.
The lacrima on his desk, annoyingly, started buzzing and disrupted Freed's chain of thought. He picked it up hastily and hurriedly, wanting to silence the noise as soon as possible. He accepted the call and was greeted with the sight of Bickslow.
"Yo Freed! Boss man told me you got the invite too. Get packed and ready so we can leave. My babies are getting my luggage together as we speak." Bickslow told as he was busy walking somewhere.
"I don't know about this."
"Well, I'm on my way to the train station to buy tickets, so you better decide quick." he revealed.
"I'm not sure my curiosity would forgive me if I denied it a chance to explore this opportunity." Freed's face displayed contemplation.
"That's the spirit, Freed! I'll meet you at the train station in the morning."
"Yes, I guess you will."
"You know, I heard some of the girls got invites too. Levy, in particular..." Bickslow's tongue hung out of his mouth as he grinned.
Freed blushed at the comment his friend made.
"I don't know how many times I have told you: just because we both practice script magic doesn't mean I like her."
"Yeah, yeah." Bickslow threw with a smirk.
Bickslow ended the call and Freed sighed. He was going to this party after all. Keeping his worries in the back of his mind, he went upstairs and began packing.
He wondered who else was going to be in attendance at this party of clear importance, besides Levy and Bicks. He wondered what was going to happen at this party. And above all, Freed wondered what the end game of the host was. Who just gives people money for traveling and partying? No one. That's who.
He shook the thoughts out of his head and finished up packing his carry on.
After thoroughly preparing himself for the party this weekend, Freed decided to investigate further by going to the guild.
Dressed in his normal red coat tied closed with a rather bulky belt, he entered the guild hall. With intentions to find out who else was invited, Freed attempted his best spy work. The true meaning of the mission-party-had yet to be revealed, so in truth, Freed wasn't sure if he should flat out ask other members about it. Bickslow had found out that Levy was going to be in attendance, so he deducted that his best bet was to start there.
He approached the table Levy was sitting at with her team, Shadow Gear.
"Miss Levy." Freed started.
Levy looked up from the book she was currently reading, marking the page in the process.
"Hey Freed! How are you today?" Levy inquired with a bright smile.
"I was actually wondering if I could speak to you for a moment." Jet and Droy looked up at Freed inquisitively. "Alone, I might say." He added nervously.
Levy looked at her team and ushered them away, even going as far to clean Droy's late lunch plates out of the way.
"So, what's up? Need help decoding something?"
"I was actually wanting to speak to you about a letter I received this morning." Freed revealed.
Levy clapped her hands together in excitement.
"You got one too?" Freed nodded. "And I bet you are curious about its nature?"
Freed nodded more vigorously this time.
Levy gave him a warm smile before she continued.
"For now, I know that Bickslow, Lucy, Cana, and you received invitations. I'm not particularly sure why it was us that were chosen, however I am most definitely not passing up on it. I think that we deserve to go to a party and be carefree and happy.
"I'm not doubting an underlying mission, but I think we should all start living more in the peaceful times. I'm tired of always hearing about something that is going wrong- or even just assuming the worst of people. I am going and I think you should too. Plus, we are supposed to receive 800,000 jewel just for attending!" Levy finished.
Freed wiped nervously at the back of his neck.
"Yes..." He sighed. "You do seem to be looking at both the logical and emotional pros of the situation."
"And it will be fun, Freed! I will make sure that you have a good time." Levy winked at her fellow script mage. Hit with heat, Freed's face immediately flushed at thinking at what could happen at this weekend party.
"I think you have managed to convince me. Bickslow and Laxus attempted to do so, but I believe you succeeded in your goal prominently."
Levy smiled.
"I'm glad, Freed! Now, I actually have to go start packing, but I will see you tomorrow on the train?" Levy stood with her book wrapped tightly in her arms.
"Yes. Bickslow has already purchased my ticket to my knowledge. I will see you then." Freed bowed to bid Levy a goodbye and watched as she made her way out of the guild's doors.
The script mage looked around the guild solemnly. He spotted Cana and Lucy at the bar, laughing and tossing back drinks happily.
He walked over, taking a seat nearby and tossed back a drink of his own. Tomorrow should be an interesting day indeed.