The Dragon and his fairy
Out of everything that I should be doing, I could not get this idea out of my head so here is Fairy Levy and Dragon Gajeel!
This will more than likely get updated only once a week since it is short but that is subject to change. Cirque is on tempoaray hiatus for now but I will not give up on it!
It was a cold winter day in the Iron Kingdom; leaves were starting to fall off the silver trees, and the ground was beginning to harden. High up in the sky the Iron Dragon King Gajeel or Blacksteel, as humans called him, flew over his kingdom, high above he could see everything. To the southern ocean fifty miles away to the never-ending mountains of the east, that separated his and the Fire dragon's kingdom, it was all his. There were no humans that lived on his land as he had honestly grown tired of having them destroying his land and stealing the iron from the ground. So he chased them off and destroyed their settlements, leaving nothing but crumbling foundations and forgotten items. However, from time and time again a random wizard or lost human would stumble their way to his land but he would wait to see if they would stay or leave and dealt with them if they chose to stay.
As he glided on the west winds towards his cave a flash of light caught his eye and the feel of magic energy breezed over his scales. Someone was in his kingdom, and it wasn't a human.
Not wasting a single moment he silently flew down, not making a sound as he softly landed on the padded forest below. The silver forest floor was silent there was no chirping of birds or soft steps for the forest deer.
Carefully he picked his way to where he had seen the flash of light. He blended in with the trees well, and his padded feet allowed him to creep up on unsuspecting creatures.
He almost didn't see her when he reached a large clearing. She was covered in dirt and sweat; her tiny body passed out from exhaustion. The tall grass had hidden her body from him, but her torn orange dress made her stand out. But what made his eye widen where the two beautiful filamentous wings that gleamed in the diminishing sunlight and her tipped ears.
"What in the world is a fairy doing so far north?" the dragon thought, gently using his claw he lightly began to turn her and what he saw filled him with rage. Her wings had been raggedly torn, one worse than the other. Wounds covered her back and shoulders, still fresh from a struggle.
"Figures it would be hunters that brought her here, bastards won't be far behind." He roared. He'd come back for them later, but right now she needed help. Tenderly he scooped up the fairy in his paw and leaped up into the twilight sky.
Lily was humming to himself as he cooked over the open fire. He didn't need any warning when Gajeel would be arriving; he heard him before he saw him. Putting down the spoon and covering the lid to the soup he made his way to the entrance of the spacious cave. Lily was the only person that lived in the Iron Kingdom. However, he was not a human rather a forgotten race known as an Exceed.
"Well you're…," He paused as he saw his best friend land awkwardly. "Gajeel what is in your paw?" Lily asked, as a cloud of silver smoke enveloped the dragon.
"Lil, I found an injured fairy in the forest, looks like some hunters were after her wings since ones' already torn," a tall, handsome man said as he stepped out of the smoke, the fairy gently held in his arms. Despite his mostly human figure, he bore patches of scales along his face, arms, and chest, along with two horns that protruded from his ebony hair.
"How in Extalia's name did a fairy get here? They only live in the southern forests of Magnolia, and that's across the Hargeon sea!" Lily said in bewilderment. To his horror, Lily saw the torn wings as Gajeel set her down on his own personal bed. The bed resembled more of a nest with the pillows and blankets strewn around haphazardly, yet he didn't think the fairy would mind as he set her down gingerly on the bed. Her wounds would stain the sheets, but he remained willfully ignorant of that as he began seeing to her injuries.
"No idea at all I saw was a flash of light. Think you can heal her Lil?" He asked. Apart from also being a great cook, Lilly was also well-known for his skill in healing.
"Well," Lily said as he began to examine her wings. "from what I know of fairy wings they can take months even years to fully heal since they are so delicate. What I can do is make a poultice and wrap her wing and let time tell. For the other injuries, I can also make an ointment to help them heal and fight off infection." He concluded.
"But don't you have anything that'll speed it up before winter come?" Gajeel inquired.
"I'm afraid not; she'll just have to stay with us during the winter. And since you can't leave your territory lest someone take it and I can't fly all the way across the Hargeon sea." Lily bluntly replied as he began to prepare the supplies needed to save her wing.
"She's a fairy, they don't live very well in cold regions Lil." the dragon retorted. In all honesty, he was reluctant to let the Fairy stay for too long. There had been a rumor floating around that Fairies were good luck, maybe he'd consider if she survived this ordeal.
"Then keep her warm, share some of your furs, even sleep with her at night," Lily chuckled.
"Shuddup yeh cat!" Gajeel snorted, failing to hide the indignation in his voice.
"Oh no," Lily muttered as he began to read the list of ingredients.
"What's wrong?" asked Gajeel as he took a bite of bread.
"For this poultice to work, I need a flower that only grows in the Wind kingdom," He grimaced. Gajeel nearly dropped his food upon hearing that.
"You can't leave now Lil! Winter's just about here; you won't make it back in time before the ice closes the caves off." He yelled. There was no way in hell he would let his friend leave just before winter came.
"I don't have a choice if it means saving her wing! The flower only grows during winter, and if I don't go, she'll lose all hope of ever flying again." Lily snapped back; he took a deep breath before continuing. "Look if I leave tomorrow I came make it to the Wind Kingdom in five days gather what I need and ask Wendy if she can send me back. Unlike you, she has humans living in her kingdom. One of them is bound to know some kind of teleportation magic."
"Fine," Gajeel gave in, grateful that it was a kingdom that he was well acquainted with.
Once again, he felt the presence of magic on his land, but this time it felt stronger and more concentrated than before. He felt his ears pick on voices far below his cave coming from within the depths of the forest.
Hunters.
"Keep quiet; I'll deal with it," Gajeel commanded, angry that they had ventured so close to his cave, apparently searching for the fairy. Without hesitation, he ran, changed into a dragon and leaped into the sky
"Where the hell is she?!" Zancrow screamed, dodging a fist that came flying from his partner.
"Shut up you idiot! Do you want that dragon to know we are here? The last thing we need is for that monster to come and not only kill us, but take what Master Hades' needs!" Azuma hushed. Slowly the two made their way to the location that they had thought she had landed.
"Look at those marks!" Azuma exclaimed as he knelt down and examined them. "Dragon, no doubt about it."
"So what? Let's get that fairy, tear off her wings and give them to the boss! Would've actually had one if that thing didn't bite me," Zancrow growled as he looked down at his wrapped hand.
"He needs both you idiot, and you would have ripped them to shreds if you had continued to tear them off her the way you did." Azuma snapped, looking around the silver forest but she was nowhere in sight.
"Let's go back. I've got a feeling we are being watched," Azuma said nervously as he felt a chill go down his spine.
"Damn right you are," a voice growled in front of them. From the shadows of the trees, the Iron Dragon King exposed himself to the light of the clearing.
"Holy shit….he's real," Zancrow whispered as his very blood ran cold. Azuma felt his heart leap up into his throat as the dragon towered over their shaking bodies.
"So you two are the fairy hunters," Gajeel growled and licked his lips.
"Please don't eat us! We'll leave your land!" Zancrow begged. Though he considered himself the best fighter, the sight alone of the dragon was enough to make him cower.
"Eat? No, I think turning you into iron sound's like a better idea," He reared his head back and puffed his cheeks out, "Iron Dragon.."
"Zancrow run!" Asuma yelled as he began to zigzag between the trees
"ROAR!" A billowing funnel of iron dust and shards blasted thru the air, stripping trees of their bark and shredding any plant life into paper.
"Where you cowards think you're going?!" Gajeel roared and began to chase after the two men.
"We need to leave now! We don't stand a chance against him on our own!" Asuma yelled as the two men ran for their lives, dogging spikes of iron coming not only from the dragon but from the ground as well.
"No shit Sherlock!" Zancrow screamed as he grabbed ahold of his partner who began to recite a spell, just as Gajeel was about to close his fists around the men. They vanished in a flash of light.
"Damn it; they got away," Gajeel spat. He was glad they were gone, but he knew that they would be back and next time they would be bringing help.