Chapter 2
This is told from a special POV I call the Juvia POV, where I hide with Juvia behind a bush and stalk the character that is 'fighting the main fight.' To record multiple scenes at the same time, Juvia and I will sometimes split up. It's similar to 3rd person.
"Are you ready?" The mage, Josiah, asked. When they nodded, he put on his pack and ushered them out his front door. The four stepped out, and shivered a little at the cold. Lucy started to summon Horologium to keep warm, but Erza stopped her, putting a blanket around her shoulders. "Careful. Save your magic for the fight."
She nodded in understanding, putting the key away. The requester took their hands (I jumped in at the last second) and teleported us close the monster's lair. Erza spoke softly. "This is the plan: since the monster is an ice wyvern, Natsu will be the main defender, burning away ice attacks." At the sight of his upset face, she amended, "He can, of course attack, but we want to survive as long as we can. This is not just any fight. The stakes are high. If you have an opening, you should take it, as long as it isn't too risky. *pause* Now, are you ready?"
"Yeah!" The team cheered quietly to not disturb the monster's presence. They then split into two groups, one with Natsu and Gray, the other with Lucy, Erza, and Jerry Joe (my name for the requester. Anybody wanna PM me with names for him? He might be in next chapter.) Group Frozen flame crept silently above the cave, and then stealthily sliced a two-person sized hole in the roof of the Monster's cave. The two anxiously waited for Erza's signal to drop in for a visit, keeping the roof hole plugged until it was time. Meanwhile, Erza lead Lucy and Jerry Joe through a secret tunnel Virgo covertly dug for them.
POV Switch: Lucy 1st person
I gasped. There had been this weird feeling in my stomach as soon as we got to the wyvern's lair, but I had assumed was fear or anxiety. But now, I knew it wasn't, although I couldn't identify what the feeling's true identity. It raked its figurative claws against the inside of my stomach, and I shuddered. Erza shot me a concerned glance, but I waved her off. I thought, 'I'm sure I'm fine. Once we finish this job, the feeling will pass…right? Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine.'
Erza gestured to Jerry Joe and I to stop, and she peered around the corner. After scouting the premises, she motioned for us to follow slowly. I moved as quietly as I could, but then another weird tremor washed over me, and I fell against Jerry Joe. His navy blue eyes were filled with fear and concern, so I tried to reassure him with a wink and 'We're Fairy Tail wizards. Don't worry.'
Our group came to a dead stop. With a shudder, this time from fear, I realized we were very close the wyvern. Erza took the flare she had and launched it out of the hole she carved from the roof. When I heard a muffled shriek, I gathered that she had launched it close to the boys. Erza used her fingers to count down 5...4...3…2..1. We charged into battle, no one uttering a battle cry so we would have the advantage of surprise. Natsu had argued at first, but stopped after Erza explained that a battle cry would give it a quick heads up and time to block. I moved to my position in the corner, where I guarded Jerry Joe. I was sad that I wouldn't be fighting much, but Gray had convinced me that he was to be protected so we would have an emergency healer and a way home. Plus, he couldn't pay us if he was dead…
I snapped back out of memory land and into reality. With a shock, I become conscious of the feeling's transformation into a throbbing, beckoning me. No, I have to fight this. The wyvern reared its ugly face and roared an icy attack at Jerry and me, but I was ready and summoned Loke to protect us. His light shattered the attack, turning the sharp shards into gentle snowflakes.
"How was that, dear Lucy?" Loke asked, turning on the charm. I replied through gritted teeth, "Not…the…time."
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