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A Small Price to Pay
Ch. 3: The Healer's Tent
After an hour of walking and switching places to wheel the girls, we reached the camp. Rousing the women from their sleep, we made our way to the healer's tent. "Ladies, we're here at my camp." Nudging them, and helping them to sit up and get their bearings of where we were at. The first to fully rise and climb out of the cart was the blonde-haired woman. Although she stumbled getting out, and swayed uneasily on her feet, she managed to stand. Griping the cart she made her way to her friends, shaking them on their shoulders, and lightly tapping their faces, the blue and brown haired women groaned and finally were cognitive. The Celestial Spirit and I walked around the cart to the women, Leo, gently picked up the blue-haired, and I the brown-haired and carried them to the tent.
Once inside the tent, we set the women on to two separate pallets. As they lay there, each with an expression of pain, or a firm set of their jaw, trying to hide the pain, the healer walked in. "Ah, Acnologia, what brings you here? And you have guests? What a pleasant surprise." But by the expression on Healers face, even if it was a smile, the look in his eyes was a different story, Acnologia could tell that Healer was not in a pleasant mood. Healer looked down, seeing the injured women, and gave a gasp of shock. "Oh, no! Acnologia, why didn't you tell me that these women were injured?! Plus, you know very well what could happen to them and us, if they were to be found. Hurry, I must treat their wounds as quickly as possible." He began to move about, getting all the supplies he needed to help the women.
~*Time Skip- A Few Hours Later*~
Healer stepped away from the three mats, with the women laying atop them. Going over to the pitcher of clean water to wash his hands of the dirt and grime of the injuries the women had suffered, he turned to me with questions clearly written on his face. "So, are you going to tell me what happened? How you met these women? Why they are here? And what you plan to do with them? Along with who they are?" He tilted his head at me, squinted his already narrow eyes, and let out a sigh of what could be considered defeat.
I looked at Healer, then to the women resting peacefully, then to him. I opened my mouth to respond but the spirit beat me to it. "Sir, if I may?" Healer gave a nod of consent, and the spirit continued, "As you well know of the Dragon War going on, the three women were at the temple, of the Zodiac, cleaning and organizing the offerings. Anna Heartfillia, the blonde haired woman, is a Celestial Spirit mage, high priestess of the Zodiac. The blue haired woman is Vivienne McGarden, Solid Script mage and scribe of Osiris. And the brunette, Caroline Alberona, card mage and priestess of the temple of Fortuna.
"As for what happened, a dragon gave a roar over the city and brought down most if not all of the structures surrounding the women, and toppling over some supportive pillars. This man came to save them, after hearing Anna call out for help. And I'm certain you know why they are here in the first place. They were injured by the falling buildings." The spirit gave a sigh, and shook his head, as if he were saying that Healer was an idiot. "And, before you ask, I'm Leo, leader of the twelve Zodiacs, and the right hand of the Celestial Spirit King." He looked at the women that were now cleaned of their injuries and sleeping, nodded his head, looked at me then to Healer, gave a nod of thanks and in the blink of an eye, he was gone. The only thing left of him was the faint golden glow of his exit.
~*Celestial Spirit World*~
(Leo's Point of View)
No sooner than I sat down the Spirit King and his grand booming voice asked, "How did everything go? Is everything in place and ready to go?"
At his voice I looked up, and gave him a nod. Glancing around the table, I noticed that there were representatives for the major and minor deities of magic. Along with the spirits of dragons who are tolerant of humans. But the most shocking sight of them all, was the sight of the dark wizard, Zeref Dragneel.
A/N: End of Ch. 3! Hope you liked it. I know it was short, but hopefully next update there'll be more words. And now we introduced Zeref! The plot thickens! Please, review and if there are things I need to work on, let me know! I'll try and update When Thunder Met the Starts as soon as I can.
~Jesse