Good morning my faithful followers. Look, a newly edited chapter 3! YAY! As for the old questions, Natsu is overly mean because he was raised by Acnologia who hates humans and not Igneel who loves humans. If Lucy doesn't fit yet, she will. Next is still no comment on the mating thing. It's a secrety secret. I will also attempt to mix in the dragon arc somehow. We'll see how that happens later. So, after a few minutes of having the edit being posted, I added what I thought was missing. Nailed it! I think. Oh well. On to the story!
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~Chapter 3~
"I can't believe him! How dare he only lower the price 1,000 jewel! I've gotten more than that before! Stupid old man. Maybe he was going blind." A busty blonde was fuming as she walked down the sidewalk of a semi-busy street on a semi-busy day. She had been at a magic shop, the only one in town, and had the intention to buy a certain special object that she had seen on further inspection of the store. She tried using her charm to lower the price and it went from 20,000 to 19,000 jewel. Which sucked. She still bought the object anyways but she was still mad. How could she not be?
Now she's stomping down the street, with no clear destination in mind, trying to forget the bad experience that had transpired in the stupid shop. While she walked she spotted a large crowd gathering around something. Or someone. We would hope that she would walk right past it, but she did the opposite. As she approached the crowd she noticed something odd about the atmosphere. She felt a dark presence and the closer she got, the darker the threat became. This only fed her curiosity, and feeding her curiosity was one of her favorite pastimes. Although, maybe now wasn't the best time. However, the strangest thing happened when she got to the front row of the ring she found herself in. It was then that she noticed how most of the crowd was female. Actually, there were very few men. If any at all. In the middle of the crowd stood a single man talking to as many women as he could. There was confidence in his step, a smirk on his face, and arrogance seeping out of every pore, tainting the air around him. Her normal response would usually be, "what a jerk" or "ew! Why can't I leave fast enough?" but this time it wasn't.
The man wore a long, dark, high collared cape that almost reached his knees. Below it was a simple, light short-sleeved shirt with outlined edges, paired with white pinstripe pants with visible hems that were held by a simple belt. Three metal bracelets were wrapped around both wrists and there were several rings that were randomly placed on his fingers which glinted in the sunlight. Dark blue bangs covered his forehead as he walked and almost swayed with his every move. As she watched she could feel her heartbeat pick up. Super not good. If only she had gotten away sooner. Or not have gotten involved in the first place.
"Wh–what is this?" She mumbled to herself. Something was way off. She could feel it. He looked in her direction as she felt hearts fill her eyes. Such an odd… Sensation. It felt as if her mind fogged up and all she could think about was how pretty and cute he was. Which that in itself was out of the ordinary. She never classified any man as "cute" or "pretty". Yuch. Through the haze, she saw the man coming closer and she squealed as he locked his gaze on hers. She wasn't a squealer of men! What was this man doing to her!? Other woman screamed out their joy behind her.
"Ladies. Ladies, please. Calm down. Otherwise, you won't hear my announcement." They quieted, determined to hear every word that came out of his mouth.
"I'm having a party tonight on my yacht and all of you pretty women are invited," he announced waving his hands in the air. The woman cheered in excitement. As the man smiled he pulled out several whiteboards with his signature on them and threw them into the crowd. Can you see the trouble brewing from here? Women jumped, trying to catch the boards as the man kept throwing them further and further into the crowd. Bad. Very bad. This would lead to some unforeseen consequences that no one would ever be prepared for. Consequences that no had even thought to dream of. So let's rewind a little bit.
Around the same time the blonde left the shop, a tall cloaked figure stepped off of a somewhat nearby train. His small companion, who was following close behind, came next. He glanced around as if looking for someone and began walking. His companion said nothing and kept to the silence that they had. The two partners had no idea where to go, so they simply started wandering the streets. After all, they had to come upon something eventually, right? Soon they passed a large crowd in the middle of the street, people gathering around something. Or rather a large group of women gathered around someone. Strange. However, the cloaked figure wanted nothing and knew nothing of spectacle and began walking past them. Familiar words rang in his eyes as he moved past, mostly something about how large crowds weren't the best place to be. That is until something crashed down onto his head. Now don't get him wrong, it didn't hurt, but someone had the audacity to throw something at him. Whether it was intentional or not, the figure now had to figure out just who threw something at him. Especially, since those words morphed into something less cautious and more hateful.
The angry male now shoved his way through the screaming females and made his way to the front, determined to find the culprit. They wouldn't get away so easily. The screams were loud in his ears and he winced in response. They were almost loud enough to drown out the voice that was always near. Completely unacceptable. It was a good thing that no one could tell who he was. If his identity were to be identified, he'd never get anything done. Sure, his cloak might attract some attention, but people really wouldn't question it. They were all too focused on themselves to wonder about some cloaked person and his pet walking down the street. His companion, who had been on his shoulder for the last several minutes, now hovered at his side hardly making a sound, not that anyone noticed anyway.
The small flutters of tiny wings caught the blonde's attention, however, and she just had to turn to look at what made the sound. Not even a spell could curb her curiosity. She looked away from the obnoxious scene to find a cloaked figure standing directly across from her. The split second that he somehow he met her eyes, the hearts in her eyes shattered. Who knew? If the cloaked man noticed at all, he gave no indication of it and instead turned his attention to the dark-haired man. It seemed as if he was unaffected but the spell. When the cloaked man turned his head, she could've sworn she saw pink hair peek out from the edges. But she quickly dismissed it. After all, who of all people would have pink hair? And more importantly, why would they dare to hide it?
"Who are you?" asked the man in the cape when he noticed the glare from the cloaked man. What was he doing here anyway? The cloaked man didn't respond and stuck to his glare.
"Just so you know, you're not invited to my party," Mr. Capey said snobbily with a wave of his hand.
"Yeah! Not invited," some girl shouted.
"Don't even bother!" a different girl added.
"Just so you know, I'm gonna pound your face in," the cloaked man retorted back in the same tone annoying snobby tone. It almost really worked out too well, with the man's deep voice and sassy tone.
"W–why?" At the cloaked man's response, the caped man stepped back. Apparently, he didn't like that idea. Pathetic baby.
"Because one of your stupid signature boards hit his head," his companion answered. The blond couldn't see who spoke but she could hear a definite voice difference. While the cloaked man had a deep voice the other had a high pitch voice. It only made her curious.
"Then that's your fault for being in the way! Everyone needs to have the Salamander's signature," Mr. Capey retorted trying his hardest not to portray fear. It wasn't working out too well.
"Salamander?" The three of them say in unison. What was this guy talking about?
"Yes! I am the Salamander!" Mr. Capey yelled with a huge wave of his hands.
"I don't believe it," his companion said.
"I–It's true!" Mr. Capey protested. Cloaky, as the blond deemed him, just shrugged.
"Still gonna pound your face in," Cloaky murmured with a shrug.
"T–that won't be n–necessary. Ladies, get him!" There was a small pause, a lull if you will as all the women then turn turned their gaze to Cloaky and held it there.
"Don't you dare think of hurting our Salamander!" There was a shout, followed by many others as they all shouted things but didn't otherwise move.
"No one is more powerful than salamander!" The blonde saw his eye twitch but he continued to say nothing.
"Get him!" Some lady shouted. Salamander smirked as his plans were coming together nicely. Well, good for him. Not.
"Red carpet." Purple fire flared around his feet and grew and a steady pace. Hm, a fire mage. That was unexpected. Salamander didn't move as he now stood on the tip as a fire continue to spiral beneath him. It continued to grow and lifted him into the air, far from any attack that Cloaky might inflict upon him. Salamander then waved to all women below him.
"Don't forget my party tonight!" He called when he left. Meanwhile, the woman on the ground women began to surround Cloaky.
"Hey! Let me go!" his companion yelled. The blonde sighed as she quickly formed a plan in her head. She knew he couldn't hit any of the women, or she hoped he wouldn't at least. Pushing forward she came face to face with Cloaky. His hood has been pulled off of his head and she could clearly see that he indeed have pink hair. Cool. If only she could touch it. Then her life would be complete. She turned her head to see that some women held a blue cat's limbs and were pulling in different directions. Now that was just mean. She yanked the cat from their grasp and smiled at the pinkette before grabbing his hand. He didn't pull away and simply stared at her waiting to see what she would do next.
"Come on, Pinky. Let's ditch these crazies!" she yelled. He growled but didn't resist as she pulled him away. It was probably the nickname. The women continually pulled on his clothes and started to follow them. Not good if they wanted to get away. The blond now had to think of something to distract their new followers.
"Look! Salamander is coming back!" While the women were distracted she once again led the way out of the crowd. Those idiots. They were too stupid not to fall for that trick. When they were clear and sure that no one was following them, they bent over to catch their breath. Or at least she did, he wasn't even out of breath. When she looked back up she saw Pinky walking away from her.
"Where are you going, Pinky!?" she called after him.
"Uh-oh. Yooouuu'rrree in trooouuubbbllee," came the companion's voice. By this point, she realized that the blue cat was his companion who was now hovering at his side. Cute little thing. The blonde looked worried at his advancement but didn't back down. Why would she?
"Look here, you annoying blond. First of all, it's salmon. Not pink. Second, where I'm going doesn't concern you. Third, I don't need your help–"
"You did so!" Interrupted the blond.
"What?" He hadn't expected her to interrupt him. Weird. More words berated him, but he chose to let them leave in favor of attempting to put this girl in her place. Not the word attempted. Very important.
"You did need my help, Pinky!" she growled.
"What makes you think so?"
"If you had touched those women, it would lead to unfavorable consequences," she huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest. Anyone else would have noticed how the action made her chest a bit bigger. Pinky was not one of those people and the blond clearly noticed.
"She's right," came the companion's voice. At least someone agreed with her.
"I know that," he growled as he turned his head to the feline. Then he turned to the girl and ground out, "What do you want?"
"What?" Her hands dropped back down to her sides as she looked at the man incredulously. What was he talking about?
"What do want to return?"
"Nothing," she shrugged. If he meant it literally then, she spoke the truth. He saved her from that charm spell so she had already paid back the favor. Since apparently, he didn't need her help anyway, she then turned and walked away.
"I'm Lucy, by the way!" She called out without looking back. She raised a hand in the air, probably in a wave and kept going. Once she was gone, the cat turned to his friend as they started walking in a different direction.
"She was weird, Natsu," the cat murmured as he cast one last glance in the direction that the girl had taken. It really was weird. After all, no girl had ever spoken to his friend in such a way, so where was she going now?
"Let's just get this job done, Happy."
"Aye, sir!"
XXX
After she left, Lucy found herself walking through the park while reading a magazine. She had bought it soon after she left Cloaky and immediately stuffed her nose into it. While Sorcerer's Weekly had many mages from many different guilds, Lucy's focus was on Fairy Tail. The most popular and by far her most favorite guild. As was almost everyone's. She's always wanted to join but she wasn't sure if it requires a certain way to join due to all the people who were already there. She had no clue if they were even accepting new members. She sighed dreamily as she clutched the magazine to her chest. Oh, how she wished to be a part of it. A rustling sound caught her attention and snapped her out of her daydreams. She looked around and saw familiar purple flames flicker into her vision. At the top was none other than the disliked Salamander. What the freak was he doing creeping about the bushes? Lucy scoffed as he lowered himself down to the ground. Danger. Danger. Danger.
"What do you want?" She asked, ignoring the danger siren in her head.
"I came to see if you wanted to come to my party. I wasn't sure if you were coming or not." How creepy was that? She could almost hear an underlying motive behind his words.
"I'm not," the blond spat as she turned her body away from his.
"Why?" Was he whining? How pathetic.
"Who sends that many women against one man like that? Then you just fled. Talk about cowardly." She pretended to check her nails even though there wasn't any color on them.
"W–well. When you say it like that... You know... I'm a member of Fairy Tail." It was a shame that she didn't notice how when he stared at the magazine in her hands, his face light up and a sly smirk settled on his face.
"Really?" Large stars jump into the blonde's eyes. Yup. Spelled again. And this time, there was no Cloaky to snap her out of this.
"Yeah. I could get you in if you came to the party." He even had to turn his body away from hers so she didn't see the evil smirk upon his lips. Not that she could at this point anyway.
"OK. I'll go," she relented.
"Great! I'll see you there," he answered. He may have almost experienced a setback with that Pinky, but it was all good now. With that, he turned and walked away, or fired away, or something. As he left the stars faded, and she blinked to clear the rest of them. Lucy sighed in defeat. It wasn't fair.
"Darn! I fell for it! I was so close too!" She ran a hand through her hair.
"Oh well. At least I'm going to join Fairy Tail! I just need to suck it up and go to the party," she muttered to herself before she squealed as the stars returned.
"I'm going to join Fairy Tail!" As she fangirled she had no idea she was being watched. Who could it be? Once satisfied with his new information he went back to report. It was possible that his boss would love this. Or not.
XXX
Later that night two figures still leaning against the railing overlooking the ocean. So far, their day had been a total bust. Nothing had turned out like they planned.
"So she wants to join Fairy Tail," the first voice murmured.
"Aye sir," the second voice confirmed.
"It'll be interesting to have someone stand up to me within the guild walls. After all, Happy, Lisanna has only done it once and no one has tried since. They are mostly worried about looking strong in the eyes of others rather than holding their ground."
"Those who can't stand for themselves are worth to be near you. Those who fake a backbone don't have the skills to back it up. The ones who show no fear are either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. It's up to you to find out which."
"But Natsu, I thought you didn't want anyone to oppose you. If you wanted people to oppose you, then why do you beat them so badly?"
"Because it is the means by which they start the fight. They want glory and acknowledgment. She wasn't about to let a stranger walk over her. And, I want to know what else she brings to the table."
"Aye Sir!"
"Man! I wish I was at the party!" A woman whines to her friend next to the pair. Couldn't these humans find their own places to whine and gripe? Why did it always have to be right next to his person?
"Actually I'm glad you didn't." Natsu and Happy's ears pricked up as they hear the words. Didn't most people gush over why they did or didn't go to various parties? Who knew if this party was any good anyway?
"Why?" the friend asked back.
"I heard that several girls went missing in the last time that Salamander came to a town." And how would she know that? These human girls and their gossip. Couldn't they find better things to do with their time?
"So? That could be from–"
"He threw a huge party there too." Were they still talking about the Salamander?
"He said he was from Fairy Tail. Fairy Tail mages don't lie!" Ha! Who would ever spread that rumor? Everybody lies, even Fairy Tail mages.
"Fairy Tail?" Natsu and Happy mumble in unison. Wait, was the Salamander from Fairy Tail? Now that was odd.
"Did you see the guild mark? I heard that every Fairy Tail mage has the guild mark where everyone can see it. Something about being proud of their guild. I also heard they do it to rub it in other people's faces." Really? Who even came up with these stupid rumors? And felt the need to spread them?
"I don't think it's the latter." How would they know? Though it really didn't sound like something that they would do.
"You're probably right. Come on. Let's get going." Finally. Plus, of course, the second girl was right. It seemed like the second girl was more knowledgeable than the first. At least there weren't only stupid people in the world.
"What should we do now?" Was that really even a question?
"I don't know. Maybe..." The voices faded off into the distance. It was a good thing that they had to go somewhere else.
"Natsu? Doesn't that sound familiar?" Natsu nodded.
"Liers are poison."
"Isn't Lucy going to the party?" Another nod. What? Nodding was more convenient.
"Poison must be removed at all costs, lest it infect everything it comes into contact with."
"What do you want to do about it, Happy?" The dragon asked not looking at his friend.
"The only question you should have is, how soon can you remove the poison?"
"Let's go pound his face in!"
"Poison may be effective, but there are very few should be allowed to use it."
"We got a promise to keep. Don't we, Happy?"
XXX
At that very moment, a certain blonde sat on the couch the board of ship waiting for her host to arrive. She wore a long dark purple dress with a medium-low v–neckline and a slit on the right side that ended about to her knee. In her hand with a black clutch and a silver necklace was wrapped around her neck. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair just as the door burst open. Talk about a grand entrance. It wasn't even all that great.
"My dear, you made it! Now let me introduce myself. I am Salamander of Fairy Tail. Although you already know that. However, I never got your name." Ha! Like this loser deserved to know her name.
"Cindy. Cindy Post." Lucy winced internally at her fake name. She didn't know where she came up with that name or why she said it, but she knew that it didn't sound real. Even to her.
"Well, Cindy. I'm glad you could join us. Would you care for a drink?" Why did he have to ask that question in such a creepy voice?
"No thanks," she answered with a wave of her hand.
"Nonsense! You have to try it." He raises his fingers and three small orbs of whine floated up from her glass. She opened her mouth as the small orbs floated to it. At the last second, Lucy slashed her hand across the orbs, dissipating them. She stood and glared at him.
"I know what this is," she spat.
"Oh do you now?"
"Those rings on your fingers. They're sleeping and charm spells. Both of which are illegal. Which makes me wonder where you got them. Which also begs the question of what you would need them for."
"I knew you were too smart for your own good. You'll make a fine addition." At that moment the door opened and several men walked into the room. Each carried several women in their arms.
"What are you going to do to them?" Anger bubbled through her body as more and more information was given to her. Why was this the situation that she managed to get herself involved it? Couldn't she just find a situation where it didn't end horribly? Her usual situation where a lot similar to finding a puppy on the street and discovering that it either had rabies or was sent to kill her. Sometimes they were that extreme.
"Not much. Just sell them to the highest bidder."
"You're a slave trader."
"Yes indeed, Cindy. And you're going to join their ranks."
"Not if I can help it." Lucy dug her fingers into her purse to find...nothing. Absolutely nothing. Lucy gasped.
"Looking for something?" When Lucy looked up she saw that he was twirling a ring of keys around his finger.
"How did you–"
"When you went to the bathroom I went through your purse." Now, why would he do that? What did he have to gain by going through her purse?
"Give them back."
"I see you're a Celestial Spirit mage. Don't see many of them anymore. It's too bad really." he sighed dramatically. Who knew he had to be such a drama queen?
"Why?"
"Because they are contracted to you, they provide no use to me." With that, he proceeded to throw Lucy's keys out through the open window. They floated silently through the air before they landed with a plop in the ocean.
"No!" Lucy yelled. She moved to lunge forward after her keys only to be jerked backward by some unknown force. She turned her head to see that one man stood behind her who now held arms behind her back. When had that happened?
"Calm down. It's not like you need them anymore, where you're going." He cackled evilly. Aw, it wasn't even cute how he thought he won.
"You know, that was a dirty trick you pulled. Didn't your mama teach you how to play nice?" A high pitch voice taunted as it bounced loudly off the walls around them.
"What?" Salamander spun in a circle trying to find the voice. Ha, as if that was going to help him.
"Show yourself, Coward!" he shouted to the ceiling.
"Uh-oh. Yooouuu'rrreee in trooouuubbblleee. It isn't nice to call people names," the voice said. Lucy grinned as she recognized the voice. Now this, was a nice surprise.
"What do you mean?" When the voice didn't respond to Salamander's she knew something was going to happen. Deciding to take immediate action, she stomped on the foot of her captor and drove her elbow into the man's stomach. He groaned in pain while loosening his grip and immediately she dove to the floor.
"What are you–" Salamander never got to finish his sentence as at that moment the ceiling exploded. Downwards. Wood scattered in all directions the splinters and the boards flying in every direction and in the center of the destruction was a familiar cloaked man. He was in a crouching position with his hair blowing in the new breeze he created.
"Happy."
"Aye, sir!" Happy flew in through the open window and grabbed one girl in his paws and another girl by wrapping his tail around her waist. He flew off to some unknown destination and came back a few minutes later to do the same thing. So, while Happy moved the girls to an unknown location, Lucy watched the scene in front of her. It really wasn't a sight to see. Salamander stood off to the side while his lackeys attacked Pinky or Cloaky or whatever the heck his real name was. Pinky didn't seem to be doing anything either. He dodged, blocked and occasionally landed a blow that would knock out the henchmen. Were all fights this boring? She knew that it wasn't this way when she got into trouble. Soon she felt something wrap around her waist and she found herself being pulled from the room. Why couldn't her escape wait just a few minutes? She looked up to see Happy carrying her out over the sea. She then looked around to see none of the women anywhere. Where was everyone?
"Happy?" The cat looked down at her.
"Where are the other women?"
"I couldn't carry them for very long so I moved them to another part of the ship." If he moved the other women to the other part of the ship, why wasn't she? What was so special about her? Lucy looked at the water. Her keys were still down there and she would let the earth freeze over before she just left them there.
"Drop me," she commanded as she stared down at the water.
"What?" Surely he hadn't heard her correctly. What could she possibly gain from getting dropped in the ocean? Well... she had a lot in reality.
"Drop me, Happy," she repeated.
"No. Why?" He bent his head to look at her and didn't like the response she gave.
"I have to save my keys," was Happy received before she began squirming in his grasp. Which totally wasn't fair. She didn't even give him time to answer. As for Lucy, she could slowly feel herself slipping.
"Stop squirming, Lucy! You're going to fall!" Ha! As if that wasn't the goal already. Where was Happy ten seconds ago where she said she wanted to fall?
"That's the point!" she shouted. It wasn't that long after that she finally, with one last wiggle of her body, that she fell from Happy's grasp and into the ocean.
"Lucy!" He dove after her, but she met the ocean first. Well, what was he supposed to do now? In mid-air, she had maneuvered herself and now she easily dove into the dark water below. Once she was under the water she looked around for her precious keys. Finally, she caught the familiar gleam of gold and silver and swam towards it. How glad she was that she found them so easily. Who knows what might have happened if she had failed to find them. Once they were in her hand she swam to the surface, her lungs burning from lack of air. Her head broke through the waves around her and she greedily swallowed several mouthfuls of air. In the distance, she spotted the boat and pulled out the specific key that she thought would help the most.
"Open! Gate of the Paired Fish! Pisces!" There was a loud doorbell noise and a puff of smoke and out of nowhere came two large eel-like fish. One was black and the other white.
"Pisces, we need to get that boat to the harbor. Do you mind?" With what might have been a nod, the two fish-like eels swam through the air before diving into the water under the boat. From where she was, she could hear the water splash and feel the ripples of force reach her. The water under the boat began to swirl and the speed continued to pick up the longer Pisces kept it up. Soon, the surrounding water began to become affected as well. Massive waves were forming and the boat rocked dangerously. Clearly, it wasn't enough but one had to learn how to be patient. The water continued to spiral and the Lucy could see the boat start to move closer to the dock.
"LUCY!" Someone yelled. She turned in time to see a massive wave drawing ever closer to her floating body. Well, wasn't this a nice development? Suddenly she felt something grab her collar and lift her from the water. She looked up to once again see a small blue cat come to her rescue. Of course, he had been waiting for her but that wasn't really the point, now was it?
"What did you do?" he asked as he flew from the growing waves.
"I helped." She looked at the boat to see it in the air with swirling water still under it much like the Salamander's "red carpet." It was fast approaching the harbor and not the dock like Lucy had intended. Well, crap. So much for a simple, clean approach. She could tell this was going to get really messy, really fast. So much for the obvious. Once the ship was over the harbor the water disappeared and the ship crashed to the ground while flattening some building along the way. At least no one could really pinpoint her for the damage.
"Natsu!" Happy called. Now, she knew that this Natsu person wasn't really dead but being unconscious was apparently just as bad. Happy set Lucy down and they slowly approached the ship that was now lying on its side. Or, at least they hoped that no one died. Now that really would be a tragedy. Suddenly the side exploded and a figure came flying out. Happy and Lucy dodged the flying debris and when the dust settled they saw the "Salamander" stand and brush some dirt on his body. Well, great. Why did be have to be the one who was still awake? Lucy looked at the boat once more and standing on top was a tall figure with glowing red eyes and his cloak billowing around him. Talk about a second amazing entrance.
"So, I heard that you were part of Fairy Tail, Salamander." His voice was a deep growl that sent pleasant shivers down the blonde's spine. Just don't ask why. At this point, no one has even the slightest clue.
"That's right," the man sniffed.
"Only there seems to be a huge problem with your story."
"Which is?"
"I'm part of Fairy Tail and I've never seen you before in my life. So, who are you really?" A valid point and one that deserves an equally valid question.
"If you're part of Fairy Tail, then where is your stamp?" Pinky then ripped off his cloak and threw it, to which Happy caught. There, on his right shoulder, was a glowing black Fairy Tail stamp that stood out perfectly despite the growing shadows around them. Well, crap. What were these losers going to do now? Some of the henchmen who were now awake and crawling away looked at the stamp in fear.
"Oh shit, Bora. He's the real deal." Wow, what a huge mistake on the henchmen's part.
"Don't say my name, you idiot!" Bora hissed, rounding on his men.
"Bora? As in Bora the Prominence?" Natsu cocked his head as Happy asked the question that plagued the minds both of the Fairy Tail members. Of course, it was safe to assume that if one was with Fairy Tail that the other would be as well.
"I guess the cat is out of the bag. Yes, that is my true name. Bora the Prominence," Bora answered with a bow at the end. Talk about cocky.
"I've been looking for you, you know. Looks like I've finally caught up to you. It's a good thing that the job doesn't say how badly hurt you can be to turn in."
"Not if I have anything to say about it. Hell Prominence!" A pink magic seal appeared in front of him and purple energy began to gather in front of it. It grew a little and finally released a large, long purple laser-like beam at Natsu. Natsu easily dodged and watched as everything that the beam touched exploded. Bora cackled loudly at the destruction he was causing.
"Chaos Dragon's Claw!" A second later, a black ancient looking magic seal with blue marking appeared in front of him. From it shot multiple long dark, oxford colored tendrils with claws that looked like dragon claws at the end. It moved and bent like water, its shape hardly changing. Bora tried to dodge but wasn't fast enough as one of the claws managed to grab him. It lifted him high into the air before throwing him to the ground. Bora wheezed trying to get air back into his lungs before spitting out his next spell.
"Prominence Typhoon!" Bora stretched his arms wide and his seal formed in front of him once more. After he stopped, he clapped his hands together and a large spiraling column of fire appears and flies towards Natsu. However, the Chaos Dragon doesn't move and instead stands his ground. Taking a deep breath he shouted,
"Chaos Dragon's Roar!" Out of his mouth shot a deep mahogany colored fire with black swirls deep inside and they easily overtake the purple column of fire spinning towards him, before directly hitting Bora. It was such an easy win as Bora flew backward into a building and doesn't get up. Natsu easily jumps down from the landlocked, overturned boat and joins Lucy and Happy as they admire the Dragon's work.
"Come. We have to turn him in," Natsu orders as he approaches.
"Aye, sir!" Happy says with a salute. Natsu gives something that barely represents a nod before he grabbed Bora and threw him over his shoulder. They started walking one way and Lucy glances at them before starting to walk in the opposite direction. She didn't know where she was going now but she was going somewhere. Hopefully somewhere with adventure.
"Hey!" Something called from behind her. It almost sounded as if Happy's voice floated to her ears. She shook her head to clear it of delusions. Like he would be calling after her.
"Lucy!" Happy's voice sounded closer this time. She paused and looked back to see Happy flying towards her. Why was he coming after her? Turning around she waited for Happy.
"Lucy." Happy panted as he flew up to her and collapsed in her arms.
"What's up, Happy?"
"Why aren't you coming with us?" Happy asked when he finally caught his breath.
"Well, I didn't think you would want me too. After all, I got invited to Fairy Tail by someone who wasn't in Fairy Tail so I guess it means that I wasn't invited at all. Why bother following you if I wasn't invited?" she responded with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Why don't you come with us then?"
"What?" Lucy looked down at him in shock. Was he actually asking her this?
"How would you like to join Fairy Tail. For real this time?" Excitement began to fill his body and a smile quickly overtook him. One that easily spread to Lucy as well.
"I would love too!" the blonde exclaimed.
"Then you better hurry. Natsu doesn't like to be kept waiting. Like at all."
"Ok!" With the huge smile still on her face, Lucy ran after Natsu with Happy still in her arms. Her life that had previously been lonely and adventureless now was now headed in the opposite direction. She was in for a life full of excitement, happiness, and adventure. She just didn't know the full extent of it yet.
Whatcha think? Apparently, a few days would be too long and I just found myself adding what I was missing. Cool or weird? Doesn't really matter. Also, since Natsu is stronger in this story, the Bora and Natsu battle isn't as long. It should also be noted that this edit added another 2,620 some words.
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