/I don't own Fairy Tail, just the plot I swear! Anyways, enjoy!
"Cut me open, and tell me what's inside. Diagnose me, 'cause I can't keep wondering why." ~Avalanche by Bring Me The Horizon
Cobra the Poison Dragon Slayer could honestly say, from the vast recesses of his heart, that he was fucked.
"Are you paying attention, Cobra?"
"Of course, Doranbolt. I'm always listening." Was his immediate response, smirk growing as Doranbolt's soul murmuring Asshole reached his ears. "I also heard that too, Door Stopper."
"When will you quit making up nicknames using my name as your muse?" Doranbolt sighed before he cleared his throat, reading to the imprisoned Dragon Slayer the agreement stated.
"You are to be released from prison under the condition of joining Fairy Tail. If you, as you usually put it, "go on a murder spree" upon your release, you will return to your cell and be confined there for the remainder of your life."
"Ain't that just fucking wonderful." And ironic, really. Cobra snarked as he rested his elbow on his knee, left eye staring at Doranbolt through the bars with disdain. "Any other surprises?"
"Just get the hell up, Slayer." Doranbolt really needed a break after all of this, usually working nonstop to fill out the paperwork regarding most of the inmates. If he was lucky, he could go to the new casino that was rumored to have popped up on the other side of the continent.
However, fate had other plans for him.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming Ass-Bolt." Cobra stood up and stretched, muscle joints popping as they began to loosen up. He intuitively stuck his arms out, letting Doranbolt clasp the inhibitors on his wrist. He knew that he needed to be compliant for now; getting out of this prison was his top priority. If he had to cooperate with some Fairies, then so be it; however, he absolutely refused to get all chummy with them.
The door to his cell opened and he stepped out, eye squinting as it adjusted to his surroundings. He wasn't expecting anything even remotely intriguing, honestly; all he saw were more and more cells identical to his own, except with different numbers plastered overhead. He moved to follow Doranbolt, walking past the interrogation room where he remembered annoying the fuck out of Lahar. A smirk crawled its way onto his face at the memory, the Poison Dragon Slayer struggling to keep his chuckles in check. Okay, so maybe spending 6 months here had taken it's toll on him, with no way to access his Sound Magic nor his Poison Dragon Slayer Magic. In reality, he presumed that it made him a little more...assholish (which he dubbed as witty remarks) as well as even more perceiving. Most importantly, he mused, his time spent here had done nothing to quench the hate that broiled in his stomach; he had other plans and goals to achieve and he'd be damned if anyone even tried to stop him.
"...Master. Cobra, this is Makarov of Fairy Tail." The name pulled Cobra out of his reverie and he turned to look at the Guild Master...only to see nothing but thin air.
"Ahem." Cobra then looked down to see a small old man stare up at him. While he kept his face at his neutral setting, more known as a scowl, he felt paranoid as the other man's eyes seemed to pierce his soul.
No one read Cobra like a book. Ever.
"I will be bringing you back to Fairy Tail, since I have agreed to these terms. Doranbolt, you may take your leave." Doranbolt nodded and left quickly, Cobra's scowl deepening as he tensed.
"Lead the way, Old Man." Before doing so, Makarov removed the magic inhibitors, much to the Poison Dragon Slayer's confusion.
"I won't have you be treated like a fugitive if you are going to be a part of my guild." Was all the man said before heading out. Cobra followed suit, now taking the time to try and listen to his soul. He cocked his head to the side before he narrowed his eye at the man in front of him.
"Whoever said that I should join your guild full of saps is gonna get acetone and formaldehyde shoved so far up their ass that they'll be resorted to use a wheelchair for the rest of their life." He ground out, fists clenching at his sides. "I'll never change, got it Old Man? Not for the Magic Council, and certainly not for you stupid Fairies."
To his surprise, as they got into the magic vehicle Makarov laughed. "That's along the lines of what my son said, as well as a few of my other members." He looked at Cobra, who sat across from him with kind eyes. "And yet, they've stuck around and even saved the lives of others without regretting it once. However," Makarov's eyes hardened so fast that it took Cobra a moment to keep his facial expression from showing surprise.
"If you even think about harming one of my children with an intent to kill or for your own pleasure then I will not hesitate to hand you back over to the Magic Council so you can continue on with your sentence. Are we clear?" Cobra knew that there was more to the threat but kept quiet, instead masking his shock with a tilt of his head and another smirk, his second default expression if he wanted to piss someone off. The Old Man will be fun to toy with, anyways.
"As crystal as a murky lake." Cobra taunted, eyebrow slightly raised as if daring him to retaliate. All he got, however, was a look he'd never forget. He quickly delved into Makarov's soul, brow furrowing as he listened.
The poor boy...I know that there's something more to him, even if it is unclear now. He'd be a good fit for Fairy Tail, especially since several of our members have had their fair share of a dark past.
"Keep dreaming, Old Man." Cobra murmured, internally squirming as he viewed the blatant concern Makarov had for him. "When Hell freezes over, I'll be sure to have a chat with you about the issue." Makarov's lighthearted smile left him feeling uncomfortable for the first time in 8 years.
The carriage pulled to a stop in front of Fairy Tail, making Cobra tense up even further. He let Makarov get out first before following afterwards, stopping to examine the building as well as to listen to the souls that dwelled within.
"They will never stop being a rowdy bunch." Makarov's voice dragged Cobra out of his thoughts and he eyed the short man.
"...How-"
"Intuition, my boy." Makarov chuckled before opening the door. A beer mug sailed overhead and magical energy crackled in the air as fire and ice flew by. The two responsible for the elements were duking it out in the middle of the guild, Natsu pulling on Gray's hair as the Ice Make Mage yanked on Natsu's scarf. Elfman, meanwhile, was having an arm wrestling contest with Gajeel, who smirked as he has a bowl of scrap metal off to his side. Wendy hid behind the bar with Carla as she healed Mira, who was out cold due to a table hitting her temple causing blood to run down the side of her head. Lucy was there with her, having half a mind to just leave the guild but was pulled over by Cana and Bixslow to have a drinking contest. Happy sat on the counter, eating fish to his heart's delight while he watched his partner sock Gray with a right hook to which Juvia cried out in horror from her spot next to Gajeel. The Fire Dragon Slayer then proceeded to pull Freed and Evergreen into his and Gray's fight, fairy magic and ecritures adding to the flying magic which resulted in walls cracking, an impressive chunk dislodging itself to fall on Erza's strawberry cake. She froze, rising and requipping into her Flame Empress armor as she threw her sword at the brawlers, nicking Laxus' cheek as he maneuvered through the battlefield to join Bixslow, Cana and Lucy. The Lightning Dragon Slayer's eye twitched as he threw himself at the now five brawlers, contributing to the destruction that was practically Fairy Tail's slogan.
"Jesus Christ," Cobra muttered as he subtly moved out of the way to avoid any magic that happened to come his or Makarov's way, "I'm surrounded by a bunch of idiots. I'm gonna mix sodium hypochlorite with water and hope that it can make me drunk enough to block out all of this nonsense before I'm infected by it." Apparently Makarov had enough of it as well, walking through the chaos and transforming into a giant to get their attention.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" The guild went silent, all attention focused on their guild master.
"Gramps, you're back!" Natsu grinned, releasing Gray from his choke hold to stand up. "Are you gonna join in on the br-" Makarov's foot squashed Natsu beneath it, the Fire Dragon Slayer's chokes of "help" and "dying" reaching an amused Cobra.
"M-Master, I apologize for my impudence. I have fail you, as I have lost my rationale and participated in this destruction." Erza spoke as she bowed. "Please forgive me!"
Makarov shrank with a sigh. "Sometimes it is necessary to have some reckless fun to strengthen bonds between people; however, don't involve the building in your path of destruction." He then jumped up onto the railing of the second floor, which amazed Cobra because he had never seen a man so short accomplish that feat, and spoke in a commanding voice.
"As of today, we will have a new member! I have informed you all that we would be receiving one since last week, and he has arrived with me today." He looked at the front doors of the guild, which were still slightly ajar, at the recently freed inmate. "Show him no ill will, my children! Cobra, you may step towards the middle of the room."
"COBRA?!" Team Natsu chorused in disbelief, anger, and confusion. The Poison Dragon Slayer slowly walked towards the middle as instructed, hearing the souls around him yell in anger, fear and contempt.
So, this is Cobra of the Oracion Seis…he's pretty intimidating...
I heard that he hurt Erza real bad...I think he poisoned her. If Wendy hadn't been there, Erza would've died!
Why is he our new member?!
People like him shouldn't even be let out of jail!
He'll just hurt everyone here without a second thought…
He's a monster…!
He doesn't deserve a second chance...He shouldn't get a second chance…!
"You all better shut the fuck up before I rip your tongues out," Cobra seethed, fists clenching once more as his glare became deadly. "I can hear you all. If you have something to say, say it to my face." He'd much rather hear them say it than have to listen to their true feelings from the soul; he could deal with it better, frankly, if they spouted insult after insult at his face. The room went silent, so quiet a pin could have dropped and it would've sounded as if a bomb had been dropped.
...I think he's just misunderstood…
Cobra's head whipped towards the bar, making eye contact with a blonde haired girl. She kept her expression impassive, mocha orbs shining with sympathy. A look into her soul indicated her as Lucy Heartfilia, a Celestial mage.
"I don't need your pity, Blondie." Cobra growled before turning back to look at Makarov, who gave him a disapproving stare. That's right, Old Man; you wanted me here, now you gotta deal with what comes with the package.
"As I was saying, Cobra will be joining Fairy Tail due to an agreement between the Magic Council and I. Furthermore, I ask only the ones willing and capable enough to watch over him during his time here."
"Good luck finding a nanny, Old Man." Cobra said with a scornful smirk. He felt eyes bore holes into the back of his head and turned to see Natsu glaring at him.
"What's the matter, Salamander? Can't stand me being in your precious guild?" He mocked, crossing his arms as a defiant smirk spread across his face. This, he can deal with. A physical fight is better than the sneers behind his back, the scorn at his very existence.
They called him a monster; oh, they'll get a monster.
Natsu lunged at him, fist drawn back and blazing a brilliant orange. Cobra kept his arms crossed, smirk still in place as he moved ever so minutely to the left, feeling the heat of the attack as it whisked past him. His own magic swirled around him, a deadly combination of maroon with undertones of purple as his smirk grew wider. He knew he looked sinister-the complete opposite of what a Fairy Tail mage should be-but he just doesn't care. In fact, it's better off if they hate him from the get go; that way, it won't be hard to kill them off once his surveillance period is over. Wasn't it for a full year…? They underestimate me.
"You missed, Salamander. Try again once you have upgraded your Cobra to "Gives A Shit", you fire-breathing neanderthal." The Fire Dragon Slayer became furious, landing on his feet and pivoting to release a fire kick to which Cobra bent backwards to avoid. Gray made a hammer out of ice and tried to side sweep him with it, the Poison Dragon Slayer rolling out of the way much to his chagrin.
"STOP THIS NONSENSE!" Makarov boomed, freezing Natsu in his place. Cobra tsked as he cancelled out his magic, making a note to find a bottle of alcohol later even if he couldn't get drunk on it. There goes my fun...
"Cobra, come to my office. Natsu, Gray, Lucy, Happy, Erza, you five as well. I won't tolerate no for an answer." Cobra didn't need to listen to his soul to know that he was pissed and begrudgingly complied, knowing that the man could subdue him by himself long enough for the Magic Council to come running. Once he stepped into the office he leaned against the wall adjacent to the door, crossing his arms and closing his eye. To others it may look as if he was merely bored, but in reality he was making a point to listen for any changes in the atmosphere, more so any shifts in moods. He heard Team Natsu enter a minute later, sitting down once Makarov indicated them to do so.
"Cobra, you take a seat as well."
"Sorry Old Man, but I think I'll stand. If I sit down, Salamander might tear me to pieces along with Titania and Mr. Freeze," the Poison Dragon Slayer snarked, opening his eye albeit lazily as Natsu snarled at him while Gray tensed. Titania was much, much worse; her eyes showed the storm that raged in her soul, which cried out it's trepidation towards Cobra. It seemed she wanted to trust Makarov's judgement but doubted Cobra due to his show mere minutes ago. Lucy held Happy on her lap as she bit her lip, deciding to trust her guild master.
"Alright, then. Now, I called you all here because I wanted you all to accompany Cobra when he needs to go on guild missions. Naturally, I'll talk to the Thunder Legion, Team Levy, and Wendy and Carla later on to inform them of the same thing."
"WHAT?!" Cobra raised an eyebrow as he spoke in disbelief, Natsu and Gray shouting in unison at the news.
"But Gramps-"
"No buts, Natsu!" Makarov interrupted, slamming his hand down on his desk. "You are all capable of subduing Cobra if he gets out of hand. I'll admit, at first I was unsure of taking him under my wing but like some of our members here everyone deserves a second chance. I won't turn my back on someone who is clearly suffering."
"Suffering?" Cobra scoffed, feeling six pairs of eyes turn on him. "Who said I was suffering? Actually, you may be right; being here in this damn guild is hell but I put up with it because anything is better than going back to prison." He shifted his glare to Team Natsu, eye narrowing and becoming satisfied as a couple of them flinched.
"I'm not here to make friends. Got that?"
But, you are suffering aren't you? We spent that time together in the Tower of Heaven, enduring the same pain as the rest of us...You must still be scarred-
"No, I'm not." Cobra said as he looked at Erza. "The past is the past, and I'm sure as hell leaving that shithole behind."
"What have they done to you, my boy?" Makarov whispered before Cobra whirled on him, fury shining in his violet orb as he snarled, walking over until all that separated him from the guild master was the desk. Even Natsu seemed taken aback by the sudden change in the other Dragon Slayer, Erza jumping up in case her guild master needed help.
"Stop acting as if you want to help, Makarov." Cobra sounded absolutely venomous, nails digging into the wooden desk as his eye narrowed even further into a slit. "Don't act as if you care. The last time I thought that was before-" He reigned himself in, going back to his position against the wall. "...Nothing, Old Man. I don't need your compassion, your pity." The atmosphere became almost too much to handle, much to his annoyance. "It's superfluous."
Makarov broke the silence with a sigh. "Natsu, Erza, Happy, Lucy, Gray...you are all dismissed." The team complied albeit hastily, rising from their seats to indulge their thoughts about what had transpired. "Cobra," Makarov said after a minute had passed, "Come get your guild mark."
"Whatever, Gramps." He nonetheless rolled up his sleeve to expose his left shoulder, turning away with a scowl. If Sorano saw me now, she'd most definitely be mocking my fate…
"Color?"
"Purple." As he felt the stamp press the Fairy Tail insignia onto his shoulder he heard Makarov clear his throat.
"I meant it, Cobra. Fairy Tail mages treat their own as family, and you're one of my children now. That means I'll look after you as if you were a son to me. Now, to convince the others of this…" The guild master ran a hand over his face and groaned, Cobra finding it amusing that his soul did likewise. "Things will get broken, the Magic Council will try to put us in jail, and I'd have to pay to bail all of us out...what a travesty!"
A chuckle escaped Cobra before he could stop it; admittedly, imagining Natsu raging behind bars while the Poison Dragon Slayer laughed at him from the other side was amusing. "I'm sure you'll figure something out, being the all-mighty guild master and all."
I knew you could be good if you tried. Cobra froze, about to retort before seeing Makarov's pointed look. Don't deny it Cobra, or else you'll end up like Natsu and be an ant squashed beneath my foot.
"Hmph." He scowled before Makarov offered Wendy and Carla to show him to his apartment. The little girl was wary of him-which was warranted for a good reason-but she was also kind, getting someone such as him to open up even if it was for a second. After she said her goodbyes and left, Cobra dropped down onto his bed and absentmindedly noted that it was leagues better than the cold floor of the prison. He closed his eyes and blocked out the sound of the souls around him, drifting off to a half sleep in case someone broke into his apartment.
Now I have to deal with annoying Fairies for a full year...I'm fucked. Indeed, he was having a shit day. He knew that it would only get worse with time and hey, who was to say that maybe a Fairy or two won't die during that timespan?
Nope, not him at all.
/Hey guys it's VampChippz here, and this is a brand new story! I don't know what pairing I'll go for but I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you guys later!