Fairy Tail: Dragon War
Chapter 1
Continuing on
Years have come and gone, Fairy Tail receded its branches and remains the strongest guild in Fiore, and all is good; they even reclaimed their building in the Heart of Magnolia town; except that there is one member left unaccounted for: Demor Ragani. Irral Davof of the Drachini.
Zeke refused to speak of what he saw before the disappearance of Demor; swearing that it made him take an oath of silence about the subject. Whatever it was. Life went on, Aurix did not mourn; her link to Demor through her own unique Magic telling her that he is still alive and well, and Demor's son Jiilral was a junior member of the guild, and was the spitting image of his father's Dragon-Force form, minus the tail and wings. Horns had grown from his forehead, and he'd developed claws on his hands. The only problem? He didn't learn any magic; he refused unless it would be from Demor himself.
He'd get his wish. Eventually.
"Aurix!" Mira called, to which Aurix responded by making her way over to the S-class Mage and Waitress of Fairy Tail.
"Yes?"
"I've just remembered that today is Demor's birthday!" she smiled. At Aurix's knowing smile, she giggled and the entire guild started singing happy-birthday to Demor even though he wasn't there. There was cake, soda, water, and of course plenty of booze.
At the end of the song there was the most enormous clap of thunder and lightning ever heard from anyone in Fairy Tail, even Laxus, and the doors swung open. Nothing. Another clap of thunder followed, flashes of lightning were everywhere, and thunder was one large roar across Magnolia Town until one single bolt of Lightning slammed into the ground in front of the Guild Hall, and within it stood a single cloaked figure whose eyes burned a ferocious shade of green as it stared at everyone within the walls of the Guild Hall.
"Thirty Years." Came the voice from the figure, who came into view more clearly. "Shit, when you say it like that…."
"Father!" Jiilral cried out while Aurix just stood there, smirking wider; her fool of a husband just made the grandest entrance of his life and he ruins it by saying something like that. And in front of his own son!
Soon the entire guild swarmed Demor, all cheering and crying out happily as they did so, and yet Demor locked eyes with only one: His beloved Aurix. Vanishing from the crowd of Guild Members he appeared in front of her and embraced her.
"Sorry I'm late; what I miss?" he asked softly.
"Oh, nothing much; just your son's tenth Birthday party and his acceptance into the Guild, and my warmth beside you in bed." She teased, embracing her love in return, and passionately locking lips with him with her eyes closed.
"That's all, huh? Well then; I've got some catching up to do." He said, his tail snaking out from under his cloak and lifting Jiilral up easily. "I've missed you, my boy." He said, lightly connecting his forehead with that of his son's, who laughed and hugged his father happily.
"You've gotten a lot stronger, Demor." Came the voice of Makarov from the counter on which he sat. "Tell me, what in the hell were you doing for these past few years?" He asked heartily.
"Training, Master. With the true King of the Storms himself; Annyo Mitne." Demor replied calmly. "He found me; and after making Zeke swear to never speak of it, he took me away to train. I have news for you and you alone, for now anyway, and I must be about telling it to you as soon as I can."
Makarov was silent for a second before nodding. "Very well."
Hours Later, Jiilral was hurling blobs of water around with his magic as Demor watched, arms crossed under his cloak. "More power, Jiilral, they need to be unbreakable!" He commanded with stern voice.
Jiilral obeyed, however, and soon the pressure of the blobs of water were identical to Demor's own Shield Wing, and Demor nodded. "Very good, son! That's enough now; go get dinner; I'll join you in a minute." He said, and Jiilral nodded, wading out of the stream by their home and entering the house.
"If you are going to spy on me; at least make sure I can't sense you." Demor said calmly, not moving at all as he stared off into the distance.
Erza stepped forward, Zeke right behind her and the two stopped behind Demor. "You have grown stronger; Demor." Erza said.
"Stronger than you can dream…." Demor replied softly, still not moving.
"Care to put that to the test?" Zeke said, Earth Shaker in hand and a smirk on his lips as Erza requiped her own sword.
Demor remained motionless.
"No. I don't." Demor finally turned, staring each S-class Mage in the eyes with the intensity of a thousand suns; and they backed down. Without another word, Demor entered his house and had a quiet dinner with his family; and enjoyed a passionate night with Aurix as her own way of welcoming him back home.