Lost Requiem
Summary: This is a story of a Guild that has a hidden yet dominant presences on the Continent of Ishgar. It is a safe haven for the lost, and a purgatory for those they deem wicked. They are known for doing great deeds though they aren't saints and as far as Fiore is concerned, they are Dark. Watch as they begin making their move. M-rated just in case.
Note: Using the map and other countries/Kingdoms based off of the Map from the Earthland page of the Fairy Tail Wiki.
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Chapter 2
A few hours after becoming a member of the mysterious Lost Requiem Guild, Zenith Le Faye looks unsure of what he should doing as a woman walks into the guild and she has a refreshing presence compared to the rest of the members for she bared a charming smile. He doesn't want to stare but can not seem to help himself for the dress she is wearing seems like she just was endulging herself in a life style of royalty. She looks around.
"Hey has anyone seen Master? On my way home, I picked up the new job flyers and a box of the cookies he said he liked from that Bakery in Glut Town." She spoke like a calm minded and sweet princess though she has the eyes of a normal girl. A dark haired member of the guild made his way to her.
"Of coarse we've seen Master, he is practically anywhere and everywhere in the halls. Of coarse you would forget, Spoiled Shirayuki." He said in a distasteful manner and his fingers are frozen the moment he tried to touch the box of goodies.
"Call me spoiled one more time, and not even Master will be able to save you, Anti-Slayer." Sparks fly after Shirayuki's threat. The two obviously don't get along.
"I have a name." She sniffs at him.
"Who cares? Every mission I've went on with you, you'd kill everyone you tried to tell it to!" He scratches his head.
"Crap, you got a point and I'm sure the new guy would like to know." He says as Shirayuki notices Zenith.
"Hi there!" She had walked over and shook his hand. "I'm Shirayuki. You might better know me as the Winter Tear." Zenith nods.
"It is nice to meet you and I've heard of you. Once you destroyed an entire city of assassins leaving only frozen tears were they once took breath." Zenith said and Shirayuki smiles.
"I didn't know I was famous...I wonder if Master knows of this." She starts to blush and daydream as Zenith looks confused.
"Is she okay?" She suddenly stops.
"I'll be right back, Master has called me." She heads into the back of the hall as Zenith just sighs. The Anti-Slayer walks over.
"Don't worry, she is always like that ever since she and Master went on a mission. Also my name is Marcus Parater and I am the Anti-Slayer." Zenith tilts his head.
"Anti-Slayer? You slay Slayer Mages?" Marcus nods.
"Pretty much, my magic isn't one you can learn and makes me go a little homocidial from time to time. Why do you think I said what I said before?" Zenith remembers the words. 'You better be ready or you won't survive...' He nods.
"So can you tell me more about the guild?" Marcus nods.
"Yeah though I'm going to wait and see what Master wants us to do?" Zenith seems more confused.
"Why?" Marcus sighs.
"Master likes to have a firm control over how much info is talked about to new members until they have proven their loyalty." Zenith nods.
"I understand although with the difficult it was to become a member, I'm still surprised there is this many members." He notes the amount of people in the hall despute how empty the hall feels. Marcus nods.
"We do have about two hundred members last I checked but here in Sin we only have twenty maybe thirty tops." Zenith looks shocked.
"Two hundred?! Wow, I can see why people respect and fear you guys?" Marcus laughs.
"This coming from the new guy who is able to stop an entire Naval Battle solo." Zenith pauses as he realizes what he fully did before.
'If I can stop a battle like that...don't tell me these guys could destroy whole nations.' Marcus smirks.
"I don't know what you're thinking about but whatever it is, Master wants to see you." Zenith nods.
"Okay, were do I go?" Marcus laughs.
"All I am allowed to say is that hallway leads to the Master's office." Marcus says before grabbing Zenith by the back of his shirt, and carries him over effortlessly and throws him in the hallway. Zenith notices a set of Rune activate.
"You got to be kidding me. I hate dealing with Runes." Zenith takes a moment to analyzes what is happening. The Master and Shirayuki watch Zenith from a lacrama in his office.
"Master, I thought you already tested the boy? Why put him though your Hallway Trial?" He looks at her.
"I want to see more of what he can do especially since his actions have caused an unusual ceasefire with Sin and Enca." Shirayuki sighs.
"I swear you wanted the ceasefire a couple days ago and now you want those people killing each other...can't you make up your mind with what you want?" The Master's glaze becomes more threaten.
"What I want is what will benefit our guild the most or do you not respect my decisions." She begins to panic.
"I mean no disrespect, I know you are doing what you know is best though I wish I could keep up with your train of thought more often." He returns to a more stotic demeanor after her words.
"You would be able to if you weren't so fixated on pleasing me." She looks down and slightly bows.
"Yes Master." They return their focus on the lacrama to see Zenith making his way down the hall while keeping his eyes out for hidden rune traps. He dodges several yet he doesn't feel like he made any progress down the hall.
'Crap...either this hallway is longer than it looks or I'm stuck in some kind of illusion or trance.' He takes a moment to think but he did not realize he step on a rune that triggered Teleportation magic and suddenly he is in a cave like dungeon. He immeditatly hits himself in the head.
"Damn it!" He screamed as his voice echoes only once for another set of screams of terror over take his.
"NO NO!"
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP!"
"LORD ZEREF HELP US!" Zenith scratched his head.
"What the fuck is a Lord Zeref?" He thought aloud as he heads towards the screams. The sight he would find wasn't what he expected to be in the dungeon of a guild known for torturing those whom deserve it. The cave turns more into a little girl's bed room with stuff animals and bright girly colors adorn it. He looks at one of the walls and it looks like a shelf with statues wearing dresses and ugly wigs but he sees that those aren't statues or dolls, it is literally people whom be petrified up there and it makes him a little uneasy. He turns his head and sees a large pale green skinned being with painted finger nails and a diva like fashion sense. The monster turns and sees Zenith.
"Would you like to join my Tea Party?" The monster asks. Zenith realizes that it appears to be some kind of orge or troll.
'I never thought I would see this in a dungeon for a guild with the perception that they have...I better play along.' He clears his throat and bows.
"I would indeed." The monster smiles at him and gives him a cup. He plays along with the tea party. He even endures forcibly being dressed up in different outfits. Zenith wasn't able to sleep for the monster always wanted to do something else. He sees now why the others down there are pleading to be released. Through before he knows it, four days had passed and in the blink of an eye, he is back in the hallway and in his regular attire. Shirayuki is standing in front of a door.
"Master is waiting." She says. Zenith nods.
"Does he do that kind of thing often?" He asks and Shirayuki quietly walks away, confirming a fear he has. Walking through the door, he finally sees the guild master's room. It's nothing like he was expecting for the room is much like a private study. He doesn't see the master.
"Master?" He asks. Kilor turns around in the chair he was in.
"I am glad you aren't traumatized though I've never seen anyone play along so quickly with my Orge." The master says before waving his hand and an archieve like screen appears with different stats on it like mental stability and Magic Versatility. "Compared to most wizards you would be an A Rank or possible S Rank Wizard although in Lost Requirem, I consider you an C Rank and as a reward, I'm giving you a quest." Zenith nods.
"I'm honored." Kilor smirks.
"You say that now." He says as holds up a letter. "You must meet up with the client and act as their body guard for one week." Zenith bows and takes a copy of the letter that floated over to him. Kilor than looks away for a moment. Zenith begins to leave and Kilor goes back to his business when twelve thought prejections of powerful wizards appear.
"Master, you called us?" One of the prejections asks and Kilor nods.
"I want all of you to see our newest adult member in action." He says. The wizards bow their heads.
"We will do as you ask though if we may, why do you wish for all of us to see this new member?" Kilor smiles.
"He is a natural Enchanter wizard and from what I've seen, he has a lot to learn." He says and all of the wizards become intrigued.
"Good day, Master." The Prejections disappear. Kilor grabs a lacryma orb and he gets back to his duties as Guild Master.
Days have gone by as we find Zenith landing on the shores of a country northwest of Sin called Desierto. Like its name suggests, Desierto is a large desert land known for its lack of wizards and an abunance of bandits and assassins. Zenith sighs as he walks through the Arabian styled market place. Seeing vendors giving him glaring glances. One desiertian steps in front of him.
"Where do you think you are, Blondie?" This man asks as Zenith continues to walk for he needs to locate his client. The man grabs his shoulder forcing him to face back. "I was talking to you, Foreigner!" Zenith makes a hand gun gesture and a bolt of magic shots out of his fingers, killing the man in the street. The other market goers give him space for they don't know if that man was meant to be killed or if Zenith is going to kill anyone else. He just walks away as he enters a cantina that is rather empty for the middle of the day. He sees a man dressed in cleaner and more modern clothes and he has two women beside him.
"Are you the client?" Zenith gets straight to the point. The man smiles before sending the females away, Zenith could not help watch them leave out the corner of his eye for more than just their bodies.
"Depends, are you from the organization known for being the last...?" The man was interrupted by a bolt of magic nearly hitting him. Zenith has a serious look on his face.
"Where is the real client?" The man look puzzled by the question.
"I am the client. I need you to protect me on my way back to my home." Zenith can tell this isn't the client as he readies to end him a tap on his shoulder make Zenith stop as a young dark skinned boy is behind him.
"I see, you are the real deal. You may leave my servant." The man runs away at the order of the boy as Zenith turns around. "I am sorry for that. You're messager wished for me to ensure that I was getting a real wizard." Zenith nods.
"I understand." He says as the boy has a napsack.
"I am Aliba, and I need you to protect me as I make my way home. Lately, my father has been targeted more and more by bandits and hired so he sent me to do some business for him and he is afraid that they will use me against him." Zenith nods once more.
"Alright, let me know when you are ready to leave." He says as Aliba tilts his head.
"I thought you mean want a little bit of time to rest, the desert here can be very taxing on those whom aren't used to transversing it." Zenith takes a minute to think about it. Aliba calls back those women from before.
"My father says women help you relax though I don't get what he means by that yet." Zenith laughs.
"You will and if you don't mind, I will take a moment...and enjoy the relaxation." The women sit next to him as Aliba agrees.
"I will be back." Aliba leaves the cantina's main room as a pair of mysterious people seem to be staking out the cantina. They are as still as statues yet as watchful as birds of prey. Zenith enjoys himself for the first time in a long time as a familar voice begins to echo in his head.
'Nothing is ever like it seems...Nothing is ever black or white...you will forever live in a life veiled...' Zenith stands up, startling the women. Zenith sighs as Aliba reenters the room.
"What is wrong?" Zenith looks to his client.
"I need to look outside." Zenith walks outside and almost immediately he can tell somebody is watch him though he isn't sure where it is from. His instincts are telling him to get moving as he rushes back in. "I think we should leave, my client." Aliba looks confused.
"Now is something wrong?" He asks Zenith. Zenith grabs something from his bag.
"I fear we are being watched and I feel you are no longer safe in this location." Aliba nods.
"Okay, but it is a three days journey home and the Desiertian Summer only makes the desert worst." Zenith laughs.
"Thanks for the heads up but you and or your father wouldn't have hired us if a little heat and sand would bother me." He said before they head out leaving an jewel that helped Zenith make clones of the two of them since he hasn't studied cloning magic by a brief bit on his way to the desert country.
The desert of Desierto is a harsh place, the heat is known for making wizards unable to focus usually making anyone not used to crossing it succumb to hillusionations. And good luck trying to use water or ice magic unless you are a master of that element and can draw upon it from either deep in the earth or high from the skies, that is how dry the air is. Not to mention the winds kick up sand storms that can lacriate any expose skin.
This desert is the solo reason why its next to impossible for invasion of the country.
Zenith guided by Aliba makes his way through the desert, luckly for him there isn't any wildlife to bug or impede them. Although Zenith does have a gut feeling something isn't right as they rest for the night. Zenith knows he won't get much rest so he uses his time to calmly practice some magic he has been wanting to practice.
The second day, the two are stuck in a sand storm for hours. They were able to press forward though the journey is taxing on Zenith for only getting an hour of sleep due to having to keep an eye on his client. He is able to get through it with minium injury to himself and Aliba. However the moment night came, he passed out. He awakens to find nothing has happened to him or his client. The third day goes by quickly and they are on the edge of the town when suddenly without warning they both were trapped by the ant lion pit and they sucked down benearth the sands. Zenith can tell they walked right into a trap and he facepalms.
"DAMN IT!" He screams as he clears the sand from around him. Men surround him, all look like arabian assassins; each one has enchanted items and grabs. Zenith uses more bullet magic as he did days ago to engage them. Each one is able to take a hit and he has to dodge their slashes and swings.
"Get him!" One shouts as they count to battle. Two of assassins were the same ones from days ago and they watch from the shadows of the underground tunnel.
"He is powerful wizard, and it looks like he uses Bullet magic." The one hidden assassin says as the other readies a staff.
"He appears to have low magic energy...or he is holding back." The staff wielding one is about to assist his fellow assassins when Zenith snaps his fingers and all of the assassins he hit with weaken bullets suddenly begin to scream. The assassins see the comrades get chunks blown out of them.
"Enchant Bullet, Expanding Bullet." All of them are dead as Zenith looks around.
"I know they are more of you...most wizards would have been killed by these chumps...I'm not most wizards." Zenith declares as he readies to complete his first job or so he thinks as another person has sunk down into different part of the assassins' lair. Is he friend or is he foe?
To Be Continued...
Ending Thoughts: Author-sama here, I know its been a while since I've touched on this story and I've finally got part of my recent writer's block. Also, I am experimenting with my cliff hanger this time. Anyway hope you like the chapter and Next time I'll try to address any questions if I don't change my ending thoughts once I go through with my favorite editor and fix this chapter fully.
Have a Creative Day/Night!
