Author's Note: Special thanks to zack32 for discussing this story with me and helping me with ideas. This chapter wouldn't have been nearly as smooth without their help. Heck, thanks to them for helping me with things further down the line, as well. I really appreciate it!
Also, in response to a review, I will not be including the Thunderchild mod in this. Folkvar will already be pretty powerful with the shouts from vanilla Skyrim, not to mention Thunderchild contains way too many shouts to include. If I did include it it would make Folkvar way too powerful way too early. I want him to be able to grow with the characters. He might learn a new not-vanilla shout while in Earthland, but that's a hesitant maybe and it would have to be something that isn't too op.
Thank you everyone who reviewed, followed, favorited, and read this story so far. It really inspires me to write more. In fact, I started writing this chapter the day after the first one was released. Make sure to tell me what you want to see, and I'll do my best to see if I can add it. Feel free to PM me, as well if you want to talk about this story!
Also sorry if any of the characters are OOC, that was not my intention and I find it hard to write characters that I may not know very well or can't get inside their heads. This chapter was originally meant to be longer, too, but it's almost double the length of the previous chapter and I've been writing this all day, so I think I'll call it good.
EDIT: This chapter has been rewritten, so I suggest rereading it. It feel it came out a lot better than the previous version, and the characters aren't as ooc as before. Enjoy!
Despite the wounded spirit of the guild, Fairy Tail welcomed Folkvar quickly and warmly. He found himself soon surrounded by the colorful guild members, all talking over each other to greet him. He could pick out a few different comments from the various members.
"Oh yeah! Now this is a real man! Just look at him!" A tall white haired man exclaimed.
"He's only a real man if he can hold his liquor." A brunette woman countered, right before she picked up a whole barrel of what he assumed to be alcohol and started drinking from it. That was a bit surprising, but Folkvar attributed to the fact he was in a completely new world.
"Actually, I am thirsty. I could go for a few drinks." Folkvar replied with a smile.
"That's what I like to hear! Come on over and we'll get you some!"
Folkvar soon found himself sitting at a table with the woman, learning her name was Cana and the white haired man Elfman. Odd name, considering he wasn't an Elf, but Folkvar wasn't one to judge. Folkvar was about one tankard in when he was approached by more members of the guild, two girls, a blue haired one and a blonde.
"Hi, there! I'm Levy and this is my friend, Lucy! It's great to meet you! I was wondering, where are you from. If you don't mind me asking that is. You just have a very interesting accent is all!" The blue haired girl, Levy, greeted.
"I was wondering what type of magic you use, is it Requip like Erza's?" The blonde, Lucy, added in.
Folkvar didn't know what this Requip magic was, but considering Makarov took the information that we was not of this world pretty well, he didn't see why he couldn't tell the others his situation.
"I come from Skyrim, on the continent of Tamriel. It is located on Nirn." He replied.
"I've never heard those places before, are you saying you're from another world?" Levy clarified.
"Wait, you're an alien?!" A little blue cat came flying over, the pink haired boy from before, Natsu he thought he was called, following him with an armored redhead in tow.
That was a bit surprising, to see a talking, flying blue cat. Again, he reminded himself this was a different world. He just had to roll with it.
"Well, I suppose you could say that. Although, to me, you are all the aliens." Folkvar smiled, taking another sip of his ale.
"Ack, you make my head hurt…" The little cat held his head, as if he were in actual pain. Folkvar only chuckled a little at the reaction.
"How did you get here if you're from another world? Did you use magic or something?" A boy with dark blue almost black hair commented. He was also in the process of taking off his shirt.
"Gray, your clothes." One of the other guild members chastised him.
Folkvar debated on telling them the whole story or not. It was a long and complicated one, and he ultimately decided he'd avoid telling all of it for the sake of saving time and headache. "In a way, it was magic that sent me here. Although, it wasn't on purpose. I think there must have been a mix up somewhere along the line that sent me here instead of my intended destination."
They all seemed satisfied with that answer, good. Folkvar didn't feel like explaining a whole lot.
"So, if you're from another world, that must mean you've got some pretty cool magic, right? Can you show us?" Lucy asked, sitting down next to Folkvar at the table.
"Actually, in my world, I'm not much of a wizard. I prefer my sword to spells. But I suppose I could show you what I know, some other time." Folkvar replied with a shrug. He just wanted to relax and drink his ale, and try to figure out more about this world and maybe get a way home. Lucy seemed a bit disappointed in not being able to see Folkvar's magic, but didn't push it. He'd share in his own time. The armored redhead then stepped forward.
"Speaking of swords, I'd like to know what yours is made out of, your armor as well. It's very unique, and looks very sharp."
Folkvar nodded in response. "Aye, it is. They're made from dragon bones."
That caught Natsu's attention. "Did you say dragon bones? How did you get dragon bones?"
"By slaying dragons, of course. Where else?" Folkvar shrugged, not seeing what his issue was.
"So, you're a Dragonslayer, then? I thought Natsu was the only one!" Lucy was surprised, wasn't Dragonslayer magic supposed to be rare? Natsu, however, was not pleased.
"How could you just kill a dragon?!"
Folkvar raised an eyebrow, what was this kid's issue? "Easier said than done, but hit it enough times with a sword and they'll die. It was either kill or be killed. Besides, their bones make great weapons and armor. "
"Did you even talk to them?! It could've been a big misunderstanding and you killed them!" Natsu was getting fired up, putting Folkvar slightly on edge. This world's magic was strange and definitely powerful, he should be careful.
"Aye, we did talk, and I nearly died for it. It doesn't seem like you're aware of this, but a debate with a dragon is deadly. There's only one dragon that wanted to talk to me peacefully."
"Yeah, I bet you killed them, too!"
"Natsu, don't be rude!" Lucy chastised, trying in vain to get him to calm down.
Folkvar shook his head. "No, I did not. Lucy said you were a dragon slayer, yes? You know surprisingly little about dragons for claiming to be one. Makes me doubt whether you really are one or not."
Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, as Natsu's flaming fist came straight for Folkvar's face.
"Feim!" Folkvar quickly shouted to become ethereal. Natsu's fist went right through him and into the table, breaking it easily. Choruses of "Woah!" and "Natsu!" and "How'd he do that?!" echoed around Folkvar. Natsu was grabbed by the redhead, who looked about ready to beat him.
"Natsu, we don't attack new guild members. Besides, I'm sure he has a very good reason to kill dragons. Why don't you calm down and actually talk like adults." It was not a suggestion.
The effects of Become Ethereal quickly wore off, Folkvar only used one word, after all. Begrudgingly, Natsu crossed his arms and looked at Folkvar, waiting for an explanation.
"You better have a good reason for killing dragons."
"I'd say survival is a good enough reason, but I'll guess that isn't good enough for you. I take it dragons are different in this world than it is in mine. You see, in my world dragons are immortal. The only way to permanently kill a dragon is for the Dragonborn to do it, and absorb their soul. I'm Dragonborn, so it's up to me to protect the world from the return of the dragons."
"But dragons aren't evil! There's no reason to kill them!" Natsu yelled.
"Natsu, don't forget the history lessons you were given when we were kids. Not all dragons were friendly towards humans." Erza reminded sternly.
Folkvar heaved a sigh. "I suppose your history with dragons is different than mine. Several Eras ago, dragons enslaved the people of Tamriel. At first the races of man were okay with it, but as time progressed things changed, and man was treated cruelly. When ever man tried to retaliate, they were just Shouted down with the dragon's Thu'um. Eventually, a dragon took pity on man and taught the Nords the Way of the Voice, allowing them to combat the dragons with their own magic."
Lucy gave Folkvar a confused look. "Sorry to interrupt, but what? What's a Thu'um? And what do you mean 'Shouted them down?'"
Folkvar turned to Lucy. "Dragons speak in a different language, called Dovahzul. With it, they have the power to use their voice as magic. They can literally Shout someone to death. A fight between dragons is really a deadly verbal debate."
"Wow, scary! And you said a dragon taught humans to do this, too? Is that how you turned all ghostly and intangible?" Lucy responded.
"Aye, I used the Thu'um. The first word of Become Ethereal." Folkvar responded.
"Wow, can you teach me to do that? Igneel taught me to read and write but he never taught me the dragon language!" Natsu grinned, thinking of the possibilities. So far he'd only seen how to become intangible, but if it was as strong as Folkvar claimed, imagine what he could do!
"No. It takes years to master even a single word. And even then, that's after continuous study and dedication." With those words, Natsu's fantasy of being an even more powerful Dragonslayer was shattered.
"What? But you're pretty young! And you know tons of words, right?"
"Aye, but that's because I'm Dovahkiin, or Dragonborn, in the common tongue."
"Dragonborn? What does that mean?" Lucy inquired, and several of the other watching guild members looked like they were wondering the same thing.
Folkvar sighed, apparently he would have to explain everything to them like they were children. "A Dragonborn is a rare individual who has the blood and soul of a dragon, and a mortal body. Only the Dragonborn can learn Shouts instantly, as their soul has inherit knowledge on the Dragon Language. Our Thu'um is more powerful as well. Does that clear things up? I feel like I've been talking all day."
"Does that mean one of your biological parents was a dragon? How does that work?"
"Does that mean he eats human flesh?!"
"What if he tries to eat one of us?!"
"I don't want to be eaten!"
Folkvar was getting a migraine from all the commotion of the guild's clamoring questions and worries. So much for drinking in peace.
"Quiet!" Folkvar shouted in frustration, the force of his voice causing the building to shake. It served well in getting everyone's attention.
"No, I do not eat human flesh. That's disgusting. No, I will not eat one of you. As for my parents, no, one of them was not a dragon. Not to my knowledge, at least." Folkvar pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to stave off the forming migraine and restrain his frustration. "Are you done? I'd like to get back to drinking."
"Actually, I have another question. That dragon you didn't kill, why didn't you kill them?" the armored woman, Erza, he'd later find out her name, stepped forward and asked.
Folkvar sighed. More talking, great. "There's actually three dragons I met and haven't killed. Odahviing, Durnehviir, and Paarthurnax. As for why I didn't kill them, there's separate reasons for each. For Odahviing, it's a little bit complicated and I don't want to go into it. Durnehviir, I bested in combat and he pledged his allegiance to me. Paarthurnax, now, some people wanted me to kill him. I chose not to because he is my mentor, and taught me the Way of the Voice."
"So, kinda like Natsu and Igneel." Lucy mused out loud.
"Natsu's mentor was a dragon?" Folkvar questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"He wasn't just my mentor, he was my adopted father." Natsu responded with a grin.
"Ah, I see. That explains a lot, actually." Folkvar nodded, suddenly understanding. "So, are all of your questions answered? I'd like to get back to drinking my ale."
The guild members seemed to be satisfied enough with the information they got, and allowed him to drink in relative peace. Even Natsu, while still upset that one would kill dragons, he understood a bit better Folkvar's reasoning. His world must be pretty tough, if dragons are all around and trying to kill people.
Later that night…
Folkvar found himself in Lucy's apartment with Erza, Gray, Natsu and Happy. Apparently, it had been decided he would stay with them for the time being, at least until he found a place of his own to stay. The part he found odd, however, was that Lucy wasn't home. But it wasn't long before she arrived.
"Very nice place you have."
"Welcome home!" And other sounds of greeting came from the group as Lucy walked in the door. She immediately threw her suitcase at Natsu's face.
"Why are you here?!"
It was Erza who responded. "Since the guild's been attacked, we can assume there are Phantom Lord members in town."
"They probably found out where everyone in Fairy Tail lives by now." Gray added.
"Where we live?!" Lucy looked like she was about to freak out.
Gray simply continued. "Mira said it'd be safer if we holed up together. You know, strength in numbers."
"That, and I don't really have anywhere to stay, I literally showed up here today." Folkvar chimed in from where he had his armor taken off and placed on the floor so he could clean it. It was times like these he was grateful he always carried an extra set of clothes, separate from his armor.
"I guess you're right." Lucy sighed.
"That's why everybody in Fairy Tail's having a slumber party tonight!" Happy chimed in eagerly.
"You are an attractive teenage girl after all. I wasn't entirely comfortable with you just being here alone with three boys.I felt I could only relax if I stayed here as well." Erza commented. But it caused Natsu to retort.
"It's not time to relax!"
The others decided to ignore his irritation for now. "So it was already decided these three would stay with me? Why'd they have to come to my place?" Lucy complained.
"Well, my house back in Skyrim would have been big enough to easily house all of us, but considering it's a bit far and I don't know how to get there…" Folkvar sarcastically responded with a smirk.
Meanwhile, Happy and Plue had started getting into Lucy's things, gaining Natsu and Erza's attention. Lucy yelled at them, vaguely threatening them to stop.
"I need to get some shut-eye, so can you try and keep it down?" Gray muttered from where he was laying on Lucy's bed.
"You're taking this make-yourself-at-home thing a little too far…" Lucy whined.
"We have a serious problem here." Suddenly, Erza turned towards the three men of the room. "You boys' hygiene. I refuse to sleep in a room that reeks of sweat."
Folkvar simply shrugged. "I wouldn't mind a bath. Talos knows I need one after fighting dragons."
Natsu and Gray, however, weren't as keen on bathing.
"I don't wanna take a bath right now."
"But I already got into bed."
Erza then grabbed the both of them by the shoulder. "Come on, boys. Do we have to take a bath together like when we were kids?"
Lucy was shocked. "What kind of relationship do you guys have?!"
"They're the strongest team!" Happy cheered.
"More like the strangest team!"
Folkvar chuckled and shook his head. These wizards were a strange bunch, but it was kind of endearing. Definitely a safer kind of weird than the kind of mages found back in Skyrim.