Chapter 9: Funeral Pyre

As far as I could tell they kept the service short, sweet and to the point. Seeing as how I had no family here Juvia, Gray, Natsu, and Makarov spoke up during the funeral. Only Happy had known who I truly was and he remained silent.

Just in case you were wondering, it was terrifying to attend my own funeral. People crying over me yet I remained alive. I thought back to when I last lost consciousness, that was when Amaimon had attacked and my sword had broken, when I had lost my sanity. I struggled throughout the service to move, or do anything to show them that I was still alive but to no avail.

The service began to end, everyone walked up to my casket to say their final good byes. Tears were shed and condolences muttered to my only friends in this strange world. Makarov had the final words, "We may not have known this boy for long but in the time I did he seemed like a good hearted soul." Ya right, I thought to myself to me it didn't seem like that's what he thought of me. He continued, "He was a fighter in life and hopefully in death as well."

He placed my sword on my chest. Yes! I shouted in my head. I now had hope. When I had almost died the first time it was my sword that had revived me.

I waited for the demonic blaze to wash over me, but nothing happened. I wasn't revived. They still thought that I was dead. They pushed the cover of the coffin over me blocking the sunlight from reaching my face. I wanted to scream at them, yell at them for thinking I was dead when it was just some weird coma. But like I've said before there was nothing that I could do, this was beyond my power.

Soon I felt people lifting the casket up, walking me over to the six-foot deep hole in the ground. They set me down gently and later I could hear dirt being brushed over me, the voices of the people in attendance soon died out and only then did I feel truly alone.

I waited, and waited, and waited. Nothing, the inside of the coffin was boring. I couldn't do anything to help with my predicament, so I kept on waiting.

Later, much, much later, I heard a soft scuffling noise on top of the coffin. The lid popped open and moon light flooded in with me. I don't know who was there because my eyes were closed but the mystery didn't stay for long. "Help me with him," a flat voice chided. It was Mephesto.

"Alright," spoke an unfamiliar and quiet voice.

They lifted me out of my coffin and gently set me in some sort of vehicle. After what I assume was them covering the grave back up with dirt they entered the car. "Where are we taking him?" Questioned the strange voice, it was deep and male.

"Back to the caves, he should be safe there."

"Do you think that you can save him?"

"We'd better hope."

They remained silent for the rest of the ride. It felt like it had been hours when the car finally stopped. Questions floated in my head. Who was with Mephesto? How long had I been like this? What would be Natsu, Gray, and Happy's reaction be when they see that I'm alive? How can I still have consciousness when I can't even feel my own heart beat?

Mephesto and the mysterious man lifted me from the car and carried me for a few minutes until we came to a bed. The placed me down and propped cushions under my head. It was incredibly comfortable when compared to the coffin I was in just a few hours earlier.

A pair of fingers pulled my eyelids open. They stuck for a moment and it was painful when they did so, the light was blinding. But I wasn't complaining it was amazing to finally see something besides blackness. The walls surrounding me were made of solid stone; it appeared that we were in a cave. Above me loomed a tall man in dark clothing, he had blue hair and a strange red tattoo on his face that crossed over his left eye.

Mephesto appeared his purple hair and sense of clothing style was still ridiculously stupid. I was glad to see that somethings never change. The demon looked over at the strange blue haired man, "Get the potion."

The man nodded and left the room. Mephesto looked into my eyes, "I will not lie to you brother, this will be unpleasant, but you will live." He paused for a moment then continued, "You see Father doesn't wish for you to die yet. So I am simply following orders. Do not thank be when this is over."

The tattooed man entered the room again holding a vile filled with a strange bright blue liquid. Mephesto let out a small smile, "Thank you, Mystogan."

The blue haired man, named Mystogan apparently, nodded and handed Mephesto the vile. The demon uncapped the cork lid. He forced my mouth open and poured the liquid in. He shut my mouth after wards and stood up. He spoke to Mystogan, "Let us let the potion work its course."

I heard footsteps leave and I was left alone yet again. It took a few minutes for the potion to finally set in. A pain stabbed itself through my belly as the liquid reached my stomach. I gasped in pain and tears welled in my eyes. Before I could even grasp that I could gasp another bolt of pain shot through me. Something warm gurgled out of my mouth and on to the pillows below my head. I looked down and realized that it was blood.

My chest was hit next a bolt of pain went through my heard. It started beating again. I tried to breath but the blood choked me. I bolted up right sitting on the plush bed. Blue fire engulfed me body as I retched the blood out of my throat. I gasped for air and even in the pain I laughed. I was alive, the pain only meant that I was among the living once more.

I lay back down on my bed still laughing with relief. Blue flame curled around the bed's frame but I commanded it to not burn. It softly wrapped itself around the bed shrinking as the pain subsided.

I stopped laughing and just began to smile. I moved my limbs and stretched my aching joints. I cracked my neck, back, and fingers. I stared at everything in the room thinking about how much better this was then the darkness. The fire stopped as the last of the pain faded from my body. My heart still hurt, as did my lungs from so suddenly starting up again but I couldn't have been happier.

A few minutes later Mephesto reentered the room. He looked me up and down, "It's good to see that you are among the living once again, Rin."

I smiled at him, "I know you said not to do this, but thank you for reviving me."

He nodded slowly, "It was no problem."

The blue haired man entered the room and stood by my half-brother. Mephesto patted Mystogan on the back, "Ah, Rin, this is Mystogan though I'm sure that you have already figured that out. He is a member of that Fairy Tail guild."

Mystogan nodded slowly and I shot up, "Hi, I'm Rin, Rin Okumera. It's a pleasure to meet you." I held out a hand and the blue haired mage reluctantly shook it.

I looked around the cave again, "Why did you guys take me here?" I questioned the two.

A white wolf strutted in. Searing hot bright blue flame surrounded the beast. It looked at me with slight interest and spoke telepathically like so many demons do, it was because I wanted you here my son.

Dearest Acerious Powamer-

I loved that review... I actually laughed. I was in class at the time so I got a few weird looks but it was okay. I laughed because I just loved the fact that you have been following my story from the begining and the fact that you thought that I could kill Rin off. No. I can promise you now that that will never happen... I love Rin to much.

-TheYettiMaster