Please don't hate it...I don't own Fairy Tail - only this story, my words, and my character...you can guess now (it'll be super easy) 'cuz she shows up here! She's nice and she isn't green haired... ^.^ hmmm looks like I made two - my bad! Oh…the action scenes are horrible so if you feel like it go ahead and skip those parts at the end!
Chapter Four
In a flash, we were running with reasons unknown – Happy just told us to hurry up and do it. I thought it was only a contest, one that I would surely be winning, that the Exsheed just wanted us to participate in. Hopefully it was – it seemed a bit frightening to see the feline with a serious expression on his face.
Whatever it really was for, it seemed that I would be arriving first at Magnolia's gates. The others, besides Happy, were coming up behind me while grumbling about having their peace disturbed. It was good that they had a taste of their own medicine for once!
However fun it seemed to watch them this way, it didn't seem appropriate when we heard another scream for help. Controlling my bird form to fly around our town was the simplest thing to do but around the town it was hard to hear with so many other voices, to figure out where it was coming from. The place where it seemed the busiest didn't fit – Happy wouldn't have been able to tell if someone had yelled out – but the quietest parts seemed right.
From aerial view, I could see a child on the ground in the middle of a square – with people attending to him or her. They didn't seem to have any ability to do anything for him (I could see when I swooped in lower) but they stayed to make sure that he was still breathing.
The rest of the team followed after my bird form, knowing that it had to be important now that I was moving fast. As I dropped from out of the sky, switching back to human form, I sent Happy along to find Wendy, who would be prepared to help once she got to the kid.
I did the normal thing and checked his pulse – normal – and inspected his wounds. I deducted away the idea of taking him to the infirmary at the guild since it was too far away from where Wendy. Though we have been living here for so long, parts of Magnolia are not places where we would want to end up alone.
Although this was an okay place, a place where people smiled for fun and not for devious reasons – at least for the residents who were living here – I could feel that this was a strange place.
When I turned around, I found out the reason why.
When Happy and Lisanna started flying fast to the town, I followed them in, signaling that Erza and Gray should come too.
I saw Lisanna trying to give us directions by pausing every once in a while before swooping off to another spot. Behind me, the red head and the idiot were asking what the big deal was. To answer their question, I kept moving to the place that Lisanna was guiding us.
I didn't stop to rest until all of us managed to catch up with the two – which was in a place that seemed to be going through poverty. The four of us ignored the conditions to aid whoever Happy had heard.
Around us were people flocking to see what was going on. They were just regular townsfolk but they still worried about who was on the ground. I took a look myself, wondering what had happened.
It was a kid about four years old who lay on the ground, his limbs covered with scratches and blackening bruises. His feet were cut up pretty badly too, like he had been running and walking for a few days non-stop.
Lisanna noticed our shadows and looked up at us with a hopeful expression, "Did Wendy come with you guys?"
We shook our heads in dismay while she sighed, taking up the boy's arms and asking me to take his legs. She nodded her head in the direction of a bar and when I realized where we were in specifics, I cautiously headed over as well.
"You sure about this Lis?" Gray confirmed, bringing up something that each of us had enforced into our minds ever since we got back from Tenrou Island.
"We don't have a choice right now," she replied as she used her back to push open the door.
Erza pointed to an available table in the corner while Gray helped Lisanna and I heave the boy onto it. The four of us settled down as we waited for Happy to get back with Wendy in his claws.
As we weren't at our own guild's territory, we were being watched carefully by its actual members. They all looked mean and rough – even the few women that were here had that attitude – but most of them didn't move from their positions. If they moved, they tried to intimidate us into running out of the door.
Of course though, the thing that they forgot was the fact we were mages of Fairy Tail – a guild that was stronger in its bonds and in physical strength than this one. We didn't move an inch from where we sat, holding our ground easily. Erza was the one who kept most of them back because of her glares and because she had also helped "pay" back what Fairy Tail owed to this place.
One brave girl walked right up to us, asking "What are you Fairies doing here?"
The people who were sitting around, drinking and eating whatever, were now trying to leave the bar – cautious of the woman talking to us.
Lisanna, the kindest out of all of us, told her the truth – we were waiting for a friend to come and help the boy who was injured. The green haired mage listened, nodding her head with a well played sympathetic look at the boy who was lying on our table.
"Well that's a coincidence," she said, adding an exaggerated happy tone to her words, "I'm a mage who specializes in healing!"
"And I'm an Ice Mage," I passively retorted without thinking about Gray.
She tsked and put a pouty frown on her lips, giving me a glare that told me I shouldn't flatter myself. With us a bit distracted in our own arrogance, the stranger took the exhausted child's arm into her hands, without bothering to ask, and just picked up the rest of the kid like a rag doll.
I instinctively leaned forward, my feet looking ready to spring and pounce on the lady for doing so – the other three seemed to follow in suit. She didn't care though, that smile turning wickedly twisted while she held the boy in that uncomfortable position by the arm. Of course, this action made us even more suspicious of this woman.
We were further annoyed when she giggled in a high pitched voice, with an ugly smirk that made us all think it was very appropriate for her. She started to laugh even more when our auras seemed to darken.
"This is" she asked, enunciating each word, "a baby Fairy?"
As an answer, we drew our weapons – Erza ex-quipping, Lisanna switching forms, Gray ice-making a lance, and me lighting a flame with my hands. I attacked first, trying to make the enemy let go of the boy by launching my fire at her skull-like face.
She dodged it without realizing she was heading straight to another flame I lighted at her other side. Though her clothes were damaged, it didn't seem to matter, she just locked her blue eyes on me with a darkly annoyed look – a sudden change from that hysterical expression she had.
"There will be none of that, Fairy." she ordered me with a harsh tone. For some reason I froze up and didn't move, almost like I was following her orders. She nodded with a satisfied smile. The others held their weapons but learning from me, they didn't attack her as rashly as I did; avoiding the situation even by restraining themselves as they had been ordered to.
Makarov didn't like his mages to be messing around with Banaboster's Twilight Ogres – even if they did something that we didn't like – so while we were with them, we weren't supposed to fight. Especially because we were in their territory; we weren't the ones who would be able to do anything that would go against their rules. Rules that were made for their citizens, mages, and tourists to follow.
It sucked on how we were in one of their guild's bars.
Happy had burst into the guild's doors looking for Wendy and Charle with a look of an emergency in his eyes. I had looked down from the second floor, wondering what he wanted to do with one of our precious Dragon Slayers. Usually, this cat would look for his love but this time he also wanted her owner.
I delicately sipped my drink, watching him make a scene of looking for the little girl. He yelped when the others told him that Wendy had left for a mission the same time that Happy's team went out for their own. I was a little amused to see him ask around for anybody else who knew how to heal – with that an idea struck me.
"Laxus, dear, it seems that somebody needs me."
My fiancé looked up from a mission poster that he was studying, wondering if he should try it out just for the heck of it. He looked surprised as he walked over to join me at the railing. He was also holding an alcoholic drink in his hands but he set it down as he spread his arms out on the wood.
"If it isn't me, I might get jealous." he told me sincerely, his eyes playful.
I giggled, poking him on his nose, "You already have me, silly."
After pressing a kiss onto his cheek, I slid my legs onto the railing before letting go of my hold on it, dropping down to the ground floor without landing on somebody. Happy looked at me with relief and explained the situation to me with words I could hardly make out while he talked with such speed. He led me along in the direction of where our distressed team was supposed to be.
When we arrived, nobody we knew was in the square. All there was to be seen were a few children and their parents, playing around, some merchants selling food and goods, and a broken down fountain.
"Happy are you sure that this is where they are?" I asked, knowing that we were in Twilight Ogre's lovely presence. He nodded his affirmation while hovering in the sky – trying to look for them with an aerial view. I pulled out a powder from one the packs on my belt, blowing it with my wind magic so then it would lead me to where they were.
For some reason, the dust flew in the direction of a rundown bar with a shabbily built sign that declared it to be Twilight Ogres' property. I whistled for the blue feline who was still searching for his missing friends.
Together we walked inside, not expecting there to be any mess but there was. Natsu was trying to tell his team to run in the same moment that he was spewing fire at them. Gray was ice making lances to attack the woman who seemed to be controlling Natsu with her fingers – only to see the ice turn to try and attack him. Erza attacked her head on, slicing the air in front of her, before having her weapons cut her, then nearly ending up like Gray on the floor.
I widened my eyes with surprise before feeling anger when the stupid woman turned to Lisanna with such a disgusting face that presented an unwanted mocking look. In an instant, a stream of nearly invisible thread headed straight for my guild mate – an unintentional ball of fire aimed as well. Natsu cried out desperately so his friend could try and dodge his attack, which she managed to do without any major injuries – only a small burn.
Gasping out from the bit of pain she was experiencing gave the Puppet Mage enough time to snag Lisanna's limbs with the thread. My friend struggled to get free but didn't succeed. Natsu yelled encouragement, still trying to break free of his bonds.
"That is enough talk!" the woman yelled, moving her fingers to send him flying. He hit the wall with a thud, slid down its horizontal surface, and lay unmoving on the floor. A twisted giggle filled the room.
As the puppeteer was distracted, I made my move to pull out a fan from my back pocket, swinging it open with a swift motion. The winds around me died down, obeying my magic and going with the currents I sent off with my fan. It wasn't an attack, just a disturbance in the movements of the threads restraining my friend.
It was a bit fun to watch her writhe in irritation as she realized that her movements weren't controlling her "dolls" anymore. I severed the magical threads that held two of my friends before the Twilight Ogre mage gained the ability to move them again. The four in total lay unconscious but that didn't matter to me – as long as they were safe.
I whispered to Happy to take the boy huddled on the floor and leave, heading to Porlyuscia's home in the forest. He nodded and immediately took off once he grabbed a hold on him. The female who had been toying with my friends caught her eyes on Happy, sending out something to get him.
The magic she sent was stopped when I knocked it away using my wind magic. As she finally saw me, the mage readied into another stance to try and get her threads to wrap around me.
"Another Fairy?" she hysterically said, "You guys never disappear like you should!"
Her index finger pointed straight at me, sending threads and string towards me, hoping that at least some of it would snag me. I smacked them away with my wind; feeling rather insulted that this woman would think even a centimeter of her magic would get near me.
"You have broken the contract," I began, not even bothering to fight. "A contract between Fairy Tail and Twilight Ogre's guilds so there would be no misconduct between us. You, Puppet Mage of Twilight Ogre, should have obeyed the rules stated yet you didn't. Surely you will receive punishment for your crime from your guild – if not, then from ours. Unless you think you can defeat me and the rest of my guild, I suggest you leave."
The other female cringed but still scowled her defiance, knowing that she wasn't going to get any mercy from my guild.
"That contract doesn't matter to us," she arrogantly proclaimed to me, "So what if we break a couple of rules – we'll find a way to weasel out of it."
On the floor, I could see an obvious thread snaking towards me but with a swipe from my silver fan, it blew away from me.
"You aren't going to find a way to weasel out of this." I casually stated.
"WELL IT'S FOR SURE YOU WON'T!" the woman yelled, shooting dozens of strands of the faintly illuminated threads at me, faster than I could move. They latched onto my fan, pulling it out of my hands and into the clutches of her lavishly decorated nails.
I glared at the woman as she laughed away, blowing wind on herself with my fan. Immediately I could feel that the wind I controlled was getting stronger – stronger than I liked to manage usually. I sighed and murmured "wind blades" to myself while I swiped my fingers in the air.
A huge surge of wind, from my minor movement, gushed forth to slice the giggling bitch – my aim more towards her tongue. She tried to control them with her magic but achieved nothing, only having her thread grasp at thin air.
My attack struck her as I expected, sending her back as she took on the attack with her arms. That instinctive idea of protection didn't help anything with her face still taking on damage. She let her arms fall to her sides to give me a first-hand look of the new wounds that would scar her face. It didn't look any better as bloody openings in her skin, leaked the liquid out.
"Don't think for a second that my fan is all that controls magic – all it does is restrain it."
While I prepped myself again with another set of wind blades, I confirmed whether or not she wanted to leave this place on her own. She didn't say anything any words to me, just flinched at the stinging pain my currents of air had given her.
The four behind me were waking up from their blank states, groaning a bit before widening their eyes to see the visible wind by my fingers, forming into something sharp. They all screamed for me to not do it or else I would face the consequences with Makarov. I paused before letting the wind die out, turning away from the enemy whom I hoped was now trying to get out of the bar before I made sure she never would.
I turned to the four who were behind me, wondering why the boy I had sent off minutes ago looked so much like Lucy Heartfilia.