Near Southwest of Boston, Massachusetts- actually, what used to be Boston; was a boy, about the age of 17, jumping over a fence covered with weeds. Getting there to Boston from New York was hard for the boy. Not only the trip was exhausting, he had to climb over flipped pavement that once made up I-90, and the wildlife that inhabited there. He sighs, settling his red Jansport bag down. He takes out a muesli bar, opened the wrapper, and takes a huge bite- it been too long since he last ate, and a single muesli bar wasn't going to satisfy the lingering hunger. He hastily gobbled up the last bit of the bar, before closing his bag and settling the bag onto his back. There was one more barrier; hindering his way to Boston, and that was the great wall, built to withstand anything; even the power of the deep sea fleet- or what had the government promised it would do. Now the wall was just but a pile of concrete and stone, and climbing over them was a huge risk, as they were in imminent danger of collapsing, due to weakening foundation. The boy turns her gaze towards a twisted metal rod, sandwiched between two concrete pillars. He takes three steps back. The boy took one final breath, before sprinting across the overgrowth. With one giant leap, he latches onto the metal rod and begins the ominous climb towards the top.
He arrives at the top, where a grim scene lays before him. The city of Boston, now only ruins were the only remains of the grand city. The sky was all mist and fog, blocking the sunlight, there was no trace of the clear blue it was before. The once-tall skyscrapers, now scattered the earth like lego pieces, with splintered glass littering almost nearly throughout. Natural vegetation grew in and out of abandoned buildings, nearby were rotting corpses of people and there were animals roaming around the place, and occupying the lifeless city. As if the looks wasn't bad enough, there was the smell. He covered her nose and mouth with a blue bandana, as the scent of gunpower and death started to fill the boy's nose. The whole city looked like a scene in a zombie movie; except there weren't any zombies; There were the abyssals. The abyssals; creatures made by the devil himself. Emerging in the pacific, and moving northwest. Each country, each continent that these monsters passed through, were devastated and wiped off the map. Countless tried to fight back, but none survived. Lives were lost, society crumbled; the boy was sure that there are only a handful of humans left, and he was also sure there was no hope. He remembered how the city was before the abyssals attacked it. It was peaceful, it was hard to believe that it turned into what it is now The abyssals came with no warning, attacking cities with weapons that seem too...alien-like. The government built the wall around Boston, hoping it would block out the abyssals, since it was one of the only cities to not have been attacked yet. They cut funding to things that could have defeated the fleet of abyssals that caused the destruction here and started building the walls. And the day came, they thought the walls were working; blocking the abyssals and making them unable to enter the city.
Poor fools, they were wrong.
The abyssals breached through the walls and started attacking anyone in their line of sight. Civilians, soldiers; heck, even animals were attacked. But that was 8 years ago- what Natsu had heard, and with the radiation the abyssals carried, it quickly turned the city into a wasteland.
Natsu Dragneel, male, salmon-pink hair and black eyes. Despite his rather bulkish and tall figure, he was a fast runner; after years of escaping abyssals and hostile humans. A dull white shirt under a black jacket, sports an emblem of a dragon with one glowing red eye; aged and full of rips, but did its job of protecting Natsu from the weather. His black jeans, fading in color and wasn't even perceptible now, but remained faithful however as it hardly had any rips on it compared to his jacket. On his back was the Jansport bag, slightly dirty and was still fully intact, much like the Adidas bag that he had to ditch a while ago, which had started to fall apart from the heavy load he carried. Around his neck, was a white, scale-patterned scarf, a gift from his deceased father.
He's armed with an AR-15 equipped with a C3-9x40EG telescopic sight, vertical handgrip and a removable gun sling; wielding it as if it was light, despite that it was heavy. Within his belt bag were 5.56x45mm NATO magazines for her AR-15, and 9x19 Parabellum, ammunition for his Walther P99, which lays securely in a holster on his belt. Inside his pocket was a combat knife, placed within a dirty sheath. He scavenged weapons from military bases/camps, bandit camps, deserted buildings; heck, he had to kill abyssals to get her hands on them. The AR-15, was given to her by a dying soldier, with his last breath, told Natsu to go to Boston; which is why he's here now, the knife, from a raided bandit camp and the Walther, from a hostile human that worked for the abyssals. Over the years ever since the abyssals attacked, he cycled through many weapons but found these two the best out of all of them. He could just used his magic, but he didn't want to cause a huge scene, as if there were any more humans around, and sent to the army or what not for experiments.
Natsu takes out a black military flashlight and turns it on. He digs around her pocket and extracted a torn map. Shining down the torch down towards the map, he marked the places where there might be food; or even hopefully, humans. Putting the map inside his pocket once more, he jumped down and rolled into a mound of dried leaves. Natsu stands up, and shines his light around. The noises of fleeing birds echoed throughout the place, surprising Natsu a little bit. he takes a deep breath and looks around for a sign that should say which street he's in.
After two or so hours of wandering around Boston, he arrives at Washington St, where he notices a pack of hungry wolves chewing on a decomposing corpse of a deer. He sneaks behind a rusty, tireless car. Natsu pauses, as he heard a deep growl from beside him. Turning his head to where he heard the noise came from, he suddenly came face to face with a she-wolf, with a pelt that was black as the night, yellow eyes and probably had the mood to eat humans. The wolf's lips were curled, showing its teeth that are stained with blood. The wolf's hackles bristled, showing aggression or even; dominance. He raises his hand in front of her face; his other hand gripping the knife handle, as he backs away from the approaching wolf. The wolf immediately froze, it stopped bearing its teeth, and started sniffing Natsu out of curiosity. The wolf stops, and plops down on the ground, its tail wagging gently from side to side. The wolf stares at Natsu with cute, puppy dog eyes. Natsu grips onto jacket- where her heart is supposed to be, gawking at the wolf. Grumbling, he let's go of the knife and starts crawling towards another car, as he did not want the wolf pack to hear him. But, before he could even move away for 2 meters, the wolf tackled him to the ground and started licking his face. Natsu curses, as he saw the other, smaller wolves stop devouring the carcass and starts heading his way. Hearing the wolves growl, the she-wolf ceases the licking and gets off Natsu.
The she-wolf lunges at a wolf with gray-pelt, targeting its neck. The she-wolf sinks its teeth into the gray wolf's neck, and the gray wolf howled in pain. The she-wolf shakes the gray wolf violently, making it too rattled to fight back, and flinging it towards another wolf- one with white fur; with one powerful throw. The white wolf stands up in all four, as the other wolf lay motionless, blood gushing out the wound the she-wolf left. Natsu watches as the she-wolf slice against the soft flesh of a brown wolf's belly. Suddenly, he hears growling behind him, and he turns around in time to see a wolf dashing towards him. The wolf leaps towards Natsu, aiming for his throat, he dodges before it could take a chance to bite him. He draws the knife out of his pocket, and brings it down to the wolf's head, piercing the skull. The wolf whimpers in pain, as Natsu takes out the blood stained knife. The wolf drops onto the ground, it's body twitching slightly, before going limp. With one quick motion, he pulls out his handgun and aims at a wolf's open mouth, as it jumps towards her, just like what the other wolf did. He pulls the trigger. With a deafening noise, the bullet flys across the air, and went through the wolf's head. Natsu drops her gun, runs across the glass covered ground and grabs hold of a wolf that the she-wolf was busy fighting with- the alpha. He knee strikes the wolf's spinal disks, severing it and making the animal losing its ability to move; or even killing it. As he did that, one could hear the noise of bones breaking. Dropping the wolf, Natsu turns to look at two wolf bounding towards him and the she-wolf; with a yelp, they grind to a halt as they saw their comrades; bleeding and laying still, and their pinned leader struggling to escape the weight of the human's foot. They turned and charged out of there. Natsu watches as the wolves' white and black fur recede into the distance. He steps off the leader and goes to pick up her gun. Aiming at the disabled alpha's head, and with trembling hands, pulls the trigger. He looks at the she-wolf, who cocks her head in confusion, panting and wagging her tail faster than before. Natsu sighs, and goes over to pat the wolf's head gently.
"Thanks for helping me, girl"Natsu said with a smile. "I...uh appreciated it"
The wolf barks in reply, and jumps up to lick Natsu's dirt covered face. He laughs as he tried to push the wolf away from him.
"Ya know what? I might need some company, would ya like to join me?" Natsu asks the she-wolf. The wolf replies with a slight nod...wait nod?
"Are you a tamed wolf or somethin'? I've never seen a wolf that can do that..." Natsu ponders. "Welp, whatever, if you're gonna join me on my adventures, you need a name"
"How about...Shadow? Sorry if the name sounds dumb or 'cliche', but we're kinda in a middle of a wasteland where there's danger all around and I've got no time to think of a better name" The she-wolf- now Shadow, seems to understand as she barks in reply.
Natsu smiles happily. When was the last time had he enjoyed the joy of company? Actually- when was the last time he met something that won't try to kill him and actually be tranquil for once? Abyssals, Humans, animals, heck-even plants attacked him; FUCKING plants. Now with Shadow, tackling impossible tasks seem possible; easy even. Maybe Natsu should go tame wolves and have his own wolf army!
Yeah, not gonna fucking happen.
Thankfully, from what the soldier from earlier had told him, the one that gave him the AR-15, the city of Boston was cleared of Abyssals, there were numeral wild animals around, but none should be in his way to her destination.
Fort Independence.
The two companions cross underneath I-93, and into W 4th ST. They climb over a jumbled pile of upturned cars that blocks their way and continues on their way. Natsu's objective was quite a strange one, no one in the world knows about it; well, except for the army of course, if they were still alive. Hidden in in the ancient castle was one of the figures that...well...had a portion of Zeref's powers.
/
Natsu didn't remember how he had got there, or what he was doing there, but he knew that there was something, living in the dark space he had awoken in. The air seemed to get tighter, and before he realized, he was struggling to breathe.
"Natsu..."
There was something awfully familiar about the voice.
"Igneel?"
There, standing in front of Natsu was a gigantic dragon, covered with dark red scales- save for its stomach, the inner portions of his long tail, and legs, which were beige in color. Running along its spine were numerous black, back spikes, reaching down from the back to the end of its tail. Two large, crimson horns grew on top of its triangular head. The dragon appeared to be smiling, showing its glistening, sharp canine teeth.
"It is you!" Natsu shouted, recognizing the great dragon.
"It has been so long my son, how are you doing?" Igneel spoke, his eyes glowed with pride.
"Eh I'm good, but what's going on, what's this place, and aren't you dead?""
"I'm afraid I cannot answer the last question, for I do not know also...but..." Igneel gazed at the space above Natsu, as he hesitated to say the truth. "You are actually...dead"
Those words struck Natsu like a knife. Dead? Is he dead? But then, how did he die? and who had caused it? Shaking his head to clear the mulling thoughts, he looked up at Igneel and held his gaze. "What do you mean dead?"
"You defeated Zeref with the cost of your life, but before you did manage to kill him, he was able to send portions of his magic and soul to another world, which by now, is dwelling inside 10 individuals"
"10...What does this have got anything to do with me!" Natsu bit back. Igneel flinched, as he saw anger flash in his son's eyes.
"Natsu" Natsu looked to the side.
"F-first master!"
Mavis giggled. "You seem surprised to see someone who you've seen a lot of times already" Natsu grumbled, turning away his gaze from the young-looking spirit. "Aww don't be angry, someone else wants to see you too"
Natsu blinked."Who...YOU!?" appearing beside Mavis was someone who he had hoped didn't want to see again, and that someone was none other than Zeref. A calm and patient expression had settled onto Zeref's face, as he awaited the dragon slayer's barks.
"What the hell is he doing here!? I don't want to see that face of his!" Natsu growled. Uncertainty filled Igneel's mind as he looked bleakly at Natsu.
"You already caused destruction, now you're gonna do it again!?"
"Natsu, enough!" Igneel roared.
Natsu looked up at the fire dragon in shock. "What do you mean 'Enough!' he tried to destroy Fairy Tail!"
"Brother, I am dead, I cannot interfere with the lives of others anymore, I am grateful for what you have done, and to repay that gratitude, I am here to help you with your new task: Find those 10 individuals and collect my power from them"
Natsu paused. Zeref, the most powerful knownmage, the man that has been trying to destroy Fairy Tail for years...is going to help him? Much as he knew Zeref was evil, and kept things from him, such as being his older brother, but he also knew that he never lies. Looking straight at his brother's eyes, he begrudgingly nodded, "I'll do it then" He sighed. "The mission or task or whatever, so can you guys like create a portal or whatever to this new world?"
Igneel nodded. "Yes, we can, but in order to do so, one of us will be erased from existence"
"What do you mean?" Natsu asked.
This time, it was Mavis who responded."We,are now nothing but wandering souls, our bodies have been ripped apart from us, leaving only our souls as a little remnant of ourselves"
"One of our souls will be used to activate the teleportation, as it has enough magic power to do so" Mavis briefly explained.
"And we have already decided whose soul will be used " Zeref continued for her.
"And that is...?"
"Mine" Igneel responded. "I have decided to be the sacrifice"
"What!? What about Zeref!?" Natsu demanded. "Why isn't he the one!?"
"I know your hatred, dear brother, but you need me to help guide in your journey, for I am the only one who can recognize who has a piece of my power" Zeref reasoned. "I can talk to you via telepathy, but there will be times that the connection will be lost and you will have to search for the individuals on your own"
"And also we can give you some of our powers as well!" Mavis chirped. She floated (?) towards Natsu, and touched his head. Natsu felt new knowledge infiltrating his mind, then he realized that he learned the complete formula of the three great fairy spells and was shocked that he can now use it. He had always tried to improve his dragon slayer magic and get stronger so that he could protect his friends and family, but now though, it felt like he could tackle anything and anyone with the three spells, and he could also feel how much use that spells would be in his journey.
Next up was Zeref. "Please trust me on this one," He closed his eyes and placed his hand on Natsu's head, like what Mavis did. "I know more than just black magic, over the years I have been able to learn other kinds of fire magic"He Implantedthe knowledge onto Natsu's head, fire that could heal, fire that could change into differentcoloursand have different effects, and much more. Natsu suddenly jerked, as a wave of pain struck his body, and he fell to the ground. Zeref finished the implementing and stepped back, as Natsu staggered to his feet.
As Natsu recovered from the sudden pain, Igneel stepped up and spoke once more. "Fortunately for you, I have managed to gain information about this new world, and I shall share it with you"
"You're not giving me some of your powers?" Natsu asked, slightly confused.
Igneel shook his head. "No, remember that we need the remaining powers in my soul to send you to the new world remember?"
Natsu rubbed the back of his sheepishly. "Oh yeah, I forgot,hehehe"
Igneel placed his snout on top of Natsu's head, and Natsu could see images of humanoid monsters emerging from the sea and attacking numerous cities. The last image he saw was a woman wearing an admiral uniform, with the sleeves rolled up, and her hands inside of her pockets. On top of her dark blue hair was a cap, worn out and battered. Natsu couldn't see her eyes, but from the way she smiled, she looked like she was happy to see him.
He looked down at hishands,and curled them into fists. He looked up at Igneel. "I promise I'll save that world, I won't let you down!" He announced. Igneel smiled, but it wasn't a happy one.
"I know you won't, I believe in you"
"And us!" Mavis butted in.
"And your friends" Zeref smiled.
"It's time to go, son, this will be my last goodbye"Igneel rang out one last time as his spirit started to fade.
And with that, the darkness quickly swept Natsu's vision.
/
Arriving at Pleasure Bay took way to long as he had expected; 3 hours to be exact, maybe give or take. He had to scavenge supplies such as eatable food and uncontaminated water from gas stations, supermarkets, malls ETC, but it was a hazardous affair as there were wild animals such as bears, more wolves, and deers that lived in those areas. He takes out a bottle of water, and chugs all the contents down, quenching his thirst.
"Ok, Shadow we're almost there!"
He was close, after 3 years of trying to find one of the Individuals, he interrogated scientists, raiding military bases that were still occupied, killed hundreds- if not, thousands of soldiers, abyssals and civilians just to find one of them. And you know what? To him, those 3 years of enduring the loneliness, killing all those that were innocent and losing new friends, paid off.
So close, yet, so far away. There was only 1 of them in there, and there were 10 of them.
Well fuck.
With a sigh, Natsu throws the bottle towards the rocky shoreline, where it gets wedged between a crack of a large boulder. A warm sea breeze blew, disheveling the vast, murky ocean with extensive waves. It was surprisingly mild for a cold season. Guessing it was just climate change, he shrugs it off. It wasn't really surprising that even the weather changed, I mean, the abyssals managed to change everything.
Natsu suddenly hears rustling in the bushes, less than twenty feet away from him. He pauses and stares at the moving shrubs of scraggly stems and leaves, his breathing hitches, as fear gradually starts to rise inside him. His hand starts to near the AR-15, that is currently hanging loosely from his left side. Shadow starts to growl at the bush, the fur on the back of her neck bristling and she exposes her teeth.
"Who's there?" Natsu demanded in a strong and clear voice.
A flash of black and gray streaks past Natsu, and lands behind him.
"What the-!?"
Behind him, a child-like female wearing a black hoodie that was zipped down past her navel and was blessed with a tail twice her size, pointing a jagged dagger towards Natsu's neck. He quickly realized that the girl was an abyssal, as he could tell from the sickly pale white skin, and the triple and twin gun mounts attached above and to the sides of the large, triangular head, which sat at the end of her over-sized tail.
'Shit, I'm screwed, I'm screwed, I'm screwed!' Natsu cursed in his head. 'That's it, I need to-' The abyssal released the dagger from her and landed on the ground with a loud clank. The girl fell to her knees, and started to cough up blood. Scanning the abyssal, Natsu could see various injuries covering its entire body. Badly bruised, and with blood gushing out from multiple cuts and slashes, Natsu felt pity overwhelm him. But then that pity quickly changed to anger as he remembered that the abyssals were the ones responsible for all the destruction, and the deaths of millions. He took out the P99 and aimed it at the abyssal's head. Shadow whined as if begging Natsu to not shoot. Natsu looked back and forth at the abyssal and Shadow, confused about what to do.
"What are you waiting for, human?" The abyssal spoke, "Shoot me already" The abyssal's words caught Natsu in surprise. It was the first time he heard an abyssal spoke, and it was going to be the last one. Using his left hand, he pulls the slide to its rearmost position and released it, chambering a round to its barrel. He aims, and as his index finger neared the trigger, a familiar voice rang in his head.
"Brother, do not shoot!" It was Zeref. "This girl is important!"
Natsu scoffed. "This girl? it'snot a human, and why is it important?" He demanded. The abyssal stared at Natsu with a confused expression, thinking that the latter had gone insane and began talking to himself. The abyssal looked at Shadow, who tilted her head in reply.
"This girl is important because she has a piece of my power!" Zeref barked back at Natsu's snarky reply.
"Are you sure about that? Or are you just defending her because she's evil, just like you" Natsu bit back.
Zeref sighed. "Ask her where she comes from and how she got injured"
"Alright," Natsu said.
"You, abyssal, where did you come from, and how did you get all damaged like that" Natsu demanded as he puts his P99 into its holster. "And don't even try to lie or escape, I'm capable of doing many things". The abyssal flinched, seeing an angry expression settling onto the boy's face.
"Fine" The abyssal sighed. "I'll tell ya" Deciding to listen to the abyssal's story, Natsu sits on one of the many boulders that diverged among the shoreline and placed his bag beside him. He took out a packet of Kettle's Sea Salt and vinegar potato chips, expecting the abyssal's story to be a long one. Shadow padded close to him, and sat down right beside him.
"I don't really have lots of memories of how I got there, or why I was doing-"
"What do you mean 'there'?"Natsu asked as he quirked an eyebrow.
The abyssal pointed towards the direction where Natsu's destination, Fort Independence lay. "Over there, the place what you humans call 'Fort Independence'"
"Ok then, continue"
"So, I awoke there, with no memories what-so-ever, underneath that castle, in some lab where they, the white coats, experimented on me" The abyssal continued. "For three years, they've been doing a lot of things to me, tests, experiments, that kind of stuff"
"Why?" Natsu asked as he gulped down the last potato chip.
The abyssal hesitated to answer. "Um..."
"Remember, no lying" Natsu reminded the abyssal.
"The white coats said that there was something in me that had proved to be quite powerful, deadly, maybe even enough power to destroy an entire country, and so they trapped me in that hell hole, continuing to do experiments in an attempt to get that power so that they could use it to destroy my kind"
"And what is this power?" Natsu asked.
"The power to kill any living things that I desire" A dark aura immersed the abyssal, it's glowing blue eyes were the last thing Natsu saw before the aura completely covered it.
Beep, beep, beep!
A large, flashing screen illuminated the dim room. Sitting in front of it, snoring louder than me, was a burly man in his 40s, wearing a grimy uniform of an admiral and had a pipe sitting in his mouth. On the screen was a large, highly detailed map of Boston, and smacked in the middle of it was a red, blinking dot. The door that led to the room opened, letting light through. A silhouette of a tall woman stood in the doorway. The woman sighed, walking up towards the sleeping man, and shook him awake. "Wake up, Admiral" With the light of the screen you could clearly see the woman's face now. Ocean blue eyes with star-shaped pupils and blonde, curly hair. There were bags under her eyes, hinting that the woman had not had a good night sleep for a long time.
The man's eyes shot open, blurriness clouded his vision as he looked around to see what was going on. He got up from his chair but quickly stumbled. "You have got to be kidding me" The woman muttered as he helped the man to stand up. The blurriness left the man's vision, and he looked up to face the woman.
"Eh? Iowa? What's..." Iowa pointed towards the screen, or more specifically, the red dot. The man rubbed his forehead nervously as he cussed. He jumped back into his seat and began pressing the many buttons and keys that were fixed on the control panel beneath the screen. "Get Atlanta, Laffy, Saratoga, Lexington and Missouri, we need to get there now!" The man commanded.
"We can't, they're busy fighting off the abyssals!" Iowa shouted. "We're evacuating, the abyssals have found us, they're fucking bombing the entire place!" As she finished her sentence, the muffled noise of an explosion was heard, and the ground below them shook, enough to throw the man off his feet; he landed on the floor, bottoms first, with a loud thud. Cracks started to appear on the walls after more explosions rang out. "The C-17 is ready, we need to hurry!"
"What about-".
"We can worry about it after we've escaped" Iowa interrupted. "Now come on!" Iowa grabbed the man's hand and hauled him out of the room. She dragged him through the long corridor that would soon lead them outside. They bumped into many people, as they ran around the place with frantic screaming and panicking. The two soon arrived in front of a massive double door. With one powerful and quick motion, Iowa kicked the doors open, managing to break it off from its hinges. What awaited them outside was full blown chaos.
The sky above was nothing but smoke, blocking the sunlight and plunging the world into darkness. Fairy-piloted planes streaked through the sky as they tried to hold back some abyssal bombers. The various buildings that called this place their home, were reduced to nothing but rubble. Destroyed planes and vehicles clustered on the runway of the massive airfield, but none were blocking the way of the C-17. A great fire blazed on the horizon, near the once-blue ocean. The man grumbled as he realized that the abyssals had set the port on fire. Many soldiers, armed to the teeth with military grade weapons ran towards the port, probably to fend off the abyssals that would rather stick to the ocean than the skies. It was suicidal, the man thought; even though they had highly advanced weapons that would come out of sci-fi novels, it still wouldn't work against the abyssals. But they had a weapon most won't know about.
The Kanmusus, or Ship girls. Anthropomorphic recreations of warships, be it they came from WW2, WW1 or any other wars. First discovered in the warm Philippines Sea by a group of Japanese scientists, they were quite useful, having to oppose the abyssals with their massive guns in successful attempts. And with that, old losses were replaced with new victories, but now, the odds were stacked against them, as they abyssals began to be victorious again. New types of abyssals rose from the ashes of their predecessors like a phoenix, and fought back ferociously at the kanmusus like a vengeful storm. Many Kanmusus were sunk, and now humanity was left with only a handful of them, maybe more.
"Shit..my radar is picking up more than a hundred abyssal fighters, we need to hurry" Iowa said, as they entered the large C-17 through the loading ramp. He looked around, and saw one of the Japanese carriers, Hiryuu, releasing a squadron of 47M Reppuus,and the American Carrier, Lexington, releasing her own squadron of P-51 Mustangs. Other Kanmusus who didn't really have great AA power, and some who did have great AA power contributed to the fighting as well. Some shot overhead at the cascading abyssal bombers, while some helped others onto the C-17. The man felt someone supporting him, and help him go faster. He looked down, and saw a girl who almost looked exactly like Iowa, but had shorter, non-curly hair and darker blue eyes. The girl's outfit was burnt and almost torn to shreds; The man was surprised that her clothes hadn't fallen off, and that skirt, is that a Schrodinger's Skirt?
Nevermind that.
"Oh my god, never knew that the admiral was this heavy" The girl with the Schrodinger's skirt complained. "You need to burn off some fat"
"Well thanks for caring about my body image, Missouri" The man managed to muster a thank you; sarcasm was clear in his voice. "But for now, please keep your thoughts to yourself" He quickly sat on one of the thick, and compact seats and placed the seatbelt over him. "Haruna, get everyone in!" The kanmusu that was closest to the entryway for the loading ramp gave a tiny nod.
"Everyone! we need to go now!" Haruna's words echoed out. The others immediately heard the battlecruiser's words, and headed to the ramp. Some had ceased their firing, while some continued to fire whilst running. Two destroyers that were the first ones to enter the C-17, helped the others onto the colossal plane, "Thank you, Gleaves and Shirayuki" The two destroyers gave a simple nod, before pulling in the last Kanmusu.
"Everyone is on board, Chris, get us out of here!" Iowa shouted.
"Kay' ma'am" Athe voice of the young pilot was heard through the intercom. The C-17 began to turn, as the loud, roaring sound of the engine drowned out the noise of the on-going fight. Kanmusus and humans alike quickly took their seats when the vehicle started to move. Iowa sat beside the man, whilst Missouri sat on the other. Soon, the plane started to take off from the runway. The man watched, as the building where he was moments before, was bombed by multiple abyssals, as they pull away from the runway. The ramp had begun to shut, protecting them from the battle outside. The man could imagine what was happening; buildings and structures brought to ruins, corpses of the innocent littered around the broken streets, immense flames consuming all that it could, and enemies, scattered about in little groups, hunting down the remaining humans. Los Angeles, America's last citadel was now nothing but fallen skyscrapers and structures, much like what had happened to the other cities such as Sand Diego, Houston, and Boston. The man gripped his seat, as he clenched his teeth in anger. Iowa looked at him in concern, and she swore she saw a vein mark pop onto the man's forehead. There was no noise what so ever, with the exception of the engine noises, and the plane as it soared through the sky- no one made a sound, not even a tiny bit. Silence was the only thing that existed at that time until someone, luckily broke the silence.
"So, admiral..where are we heading to?" It was Gleaves. The young-looking American destroyer looked at the man, hope sparking in her eyes. The man sighed. "We're going to Hawaii" He answered. Few of the kanmusus seemed to look down, distressed about something. "What's wrong"
"Admiral, Hawaii has already been attacked" Missouri spoke for them. "There's nothing left of it, but a burning island in the middle of nowhere" The man paused, thinking of where to go next. He scanned at the massive group of beaten soldiers and kanmusus, some still had a bit of hope, whilst some were already thinking that they were already dead. He took a deep breath, as a specific location came into his mind. He turned towards Haruna. "How about Japan? Is it still ok?"
Haruna nodded. "Yes, it still 'alright' but it's still getting attacked and now there are two Naval bases left there" The man stood, surprising everyone slightly. He took a deep breath, and answered in a clear, loud voice:
"Ok then, Japan it is, Chris, make way for the land of the rising sun!" The man commanded, taking out his white cap. There were a few cheers and whistle that came from both the soldiers and Kanmusus, but nothing major to distract the pilot. "But first, head to Boston first"
"Why Admiral?" Missouri asked, confused about why they need to go back to a city that had already turned into a wasteland. "There's nothing important there anymore". The man smirked. "Oh there is". He looked at Iowa, mouthing the word 'go' to her, before sitting back down.
Iowa coughed slightly. "Has anyone heard of...Experiment HOPE?" All of them nodded. "Well you see...we have located it there in Boston, it seems to have escaped the laboratory hidden in Fort Independence" There were few shocked murmurs here and there, but it was expected though.
Experiment HOPE. An abyssal found floating in the Pacific Ocean, it was able to speak in many languages, Abyssalian, English, Japanese, Spanish, Filipino, basically, it was able to speak ANY languages. They captured the abyssal and did experiments on it, after they discovered that the abyssal was special, it had something that no other abyssal had; The power to kill anyone they wanted within a mile radius. This all happened after the destruction of Boston, 5 years after the inevitable had happened. Then, 2 months ago, that abyssal seemingly escaped, killing the scientists and soldiers that were stationed there, and traces of the abyssal had vanished. The news had spread across everyone like a wildfire, causing them to panic. They all thought that the abyssal was in a far off place, hidden to the naked eye; but they all thought wrong. It seemed that the abyssal had stayed in Boston the whole time, surviving with the limited amount of food that was left.
Everyone became silent again, staring up at the man, awaiting his next command. "We will be getting that abyssal, don't try to harm it, and if it attacks...well" The man paused, thinking of what to say next. "Dispose of it then"
"Aye, aye, Cap'n Burry" The pilot said, as the burly drunkard man, known as Burry, Clark Burry, placed the white cap of an admiral on top of his black hair.
The Flames Will Be Our Savior
Hello there! I'm a new writer here in Fanfiction, I use to be awattpaduser (User was Pyro_Illusionz) I kinda gave up on Wattpad as it gotten way too boring with not that many fanfictions anymore, but eh. Youcan cancall me Akuma or Komori or what suits you more. I hope you enjoy the First chapter of 'The Flames Will be our savior', which was originally going to be called, 'The Messiah of Flames' Idk. Please leave constructive feedback and honest reviews, I don't really mind hate comments, because for one, it is YOUR option of the story, and two, don't really care about the hate. Anyways, this may be a Haruna x Natsu kinda fanfic, and I may place one or two of my Ocs in it (Oh, Chaotic, can I have my Ocs back if that's ok with ya?). That is all Bye
-Akuma