Glad to know that this 'Doom Marine 54' is such a blight to the Fairy Tail name. Thank you all of you for your support, and for the helpful comments.
Danialva28, you are completely correct. And if you have any suggestions for the story then I would be more than happy to listen to them.
Kurohieiritr JIO, I cannot tell you how much I love you for taking the time to write the explanation explaining the complete idiocy of Doom Marine 54 and for taking the time to write such wonderful reviews of each chapter. You deserve all the honourable mentions.
This one is shorter as the one yesterday was about 600 words longer than intended, so this one is equally short. Still have to wonder about tomorrows!
Criticism welcome!
Levy p.o.v.
"Weather Magic?" The words came slowly from my lips, as though my lips were slick with honey. It was such an unexpected thing, though it did make a lot of sense, I thought with a nervous chuckle. I do not remember when I had sat upright as I had been at the time, but I was straight enough to see the nodding that had been directed towards me by Happy. "As in the Lost Magic of controlling the weather?" Juvia alone answered with a smile. "Well there's one for the history books." Placing a hand on my forehead I looked out to the lake, wishing that the girl would show herself so I could ask her questions. With a sigh I mumbled to myself, a roving eye glancing to the three who were on the rocks. "Makes sense with all these Slayers popping up all over the place."
Evergreen raised herself from her own towel, and I tried, in vain, not to compare my own chest to her own as she lay with a smirk on her features. Evergreen lifted one hand and waved it in an arch before it fell across her stomach. "You mean this gorgeous weather is because of that girl?" Lucy set one thumb up into the air and a wide smile under her glasses. "Shut up Blondie." My best friends pretended to lock her lips into place, an action which caused Evergreen to boil over in rage. Evergreen breathed in and out with large gulped breaths to try and calm herself: it did work, much to our surprise. "So when Happy says to enjoy the good weather while we can, you mean...?"
Lucy sat up again, her legs crossed in front of her, neck turned to look towards the beach farther down the lake side. "We're having a Team day." Lucy lifted a hand and thrust her chest out as she ran a hand through her hair, and I wondered at the time if it was my imagination that caused the slits in her eyes. "The water of the lake will begin to become choppier at half five, the weather will also cool. Five minutes after the wind will pick up and there will be more plant life in the lake." Lucy rubbed at her cheeks, an action that over the years I had taken to meaning that she was reluctant in talking. "At quarter to six clouds will cover the sky completely, and will begin to colour as though a sunset." Lucy glanced around our group, a finger scratching at a spot on her neck. "At five to, the rain will begin to fall heavily, and a fog will roll in from around the mountain." Lucy gave a sigh and raised a second finger to her chin. "Tonight at ten, snow will begin to fall. And when everyone wakens in the morning," From the raised position her head was in, Lucy cast a surveying eye about the group. "It will be as though today never happened." Lucy stood from where she was and stretched, the guys blushing about us, apart from those one my team who sat facing the other way. Lucy rolled her neck around, and looked to Wendy directly. "Make sure no one gets a-"
No One p.o.v.
Lucy was interrupted by Happy, who was tugging on a chain wrapped around the girl's ankle. "What's going on over there?" The voice that rang over the tilting rocks held less anger than it had before. Looking into the distance the group saw a swirl of wind, dark in mass, moving ever closer to the group. "What's happened to Freed?" As the swirl moved closer to the group it was recognised that Freed was laying on his on top of the swirl, his head fallen over the side with a contorted look of pain on his face. It seemed as though Geni was pushing onto his chest with force, another whirlwind churning above his mouth. Lisanna stood panicked over the duo, her arms spread wide in wings.
The tempest sped faster towards the rocks when they came closer into sight, though Lisanna arrived faster than the air. "Wendy!" Lisanna dragged Wendy towards the edge of her rock with the crook of her knee. "Freed needs help!" Lisanna folded her legs around the girl's chest and flew her to the oncoming swirl which expanded to fit another person as the duo dropped with hastiness onto it, there was an alarmed squawk as Wendy thrust her hands out over Freed and a blue light enveloped the group, enough that it caused the others situated on the rocks to look away with hunched shoulders.
As the four were deposited onto a separate rock the others moved forward. Evergreen tried to get the closest to Freed, but was stopped by Laxus holding his arm in front of her. When Evergreen tried to protest she was silenced by the weight of Laxus' stare, and when she followed his gaze she found herself locked onto the amount of blood that was pumping from between the man's green locks, and what looked like a deep bite mark on his left shin. Lisanna was sitting by Freed's leg, a pail of water somehow beside her as she cleaned the wound out and used a towel held in her shaking hands to dab at the blood. Wendy had moved away from Freed's chest, blood pumping in her cheeks and across the surface from when she had brushed her hair away, and was now sitting by his head in an attempt to stop whatever injury had been put there. Geni had a hand hovering over the man's chest and another perched close to his lips; both hands covered in a grey dancing mass.
"I-I can't get to the wound." Wendy mumbled, one of her hands shooting forward to linger over Freed's pulsing chest. Geni paused in her own menstruations before her hand dove into the bag that had appeared by her side, a drop-point dagger emerging much to the wide-eyed surprise of those who had gathered around. There were small choking gasps when Geni lovingly bundled Freed's hair in her fist, chopping in a swift motion close to his scalp. Geni spent a moment knotting the hair, and placing it into her bag before she moved back to rolling her Magic. Wendy gave a strangled noise as she moved closer, the wound more open to her eyes. "Ng-ha. That works." Wendy moved closer and let her hands glow brightly with healing powers.
Bickslow was sitting as close to the group as seemed proper, Laxus at his shoulders with a panicked expression. Evergreen had hurried her own shoulder into Bickslow, and Levy had done the same to Gajeel – the burly man standing with a faint blush, ignoring Lucy who stood close to his side with a small smirk curving her lips. Gajeel watched momentarily as Happy carried a 'fresh' pail of water from the lake towards Lisanna, Juvia rushing over with another towel, before he spoke up. "Hey you, blue-ie." Geni looked up to him with measured eyes, their green seemingly faltering. "What do you think you're doing? Should she be doing that?" Gajeel could see quite clearly the gash that rested on Freed's head, the skull showing beneath the flesh that had begun to knit together under Wendy's ministrations. Gajeel could see the point in Lisanna and Juvia helping to wash away the blood, and to now stitch up the bite on the man's leg, but this new Lockster seemed to be contributing little.
Geni blinked slowly at the man, before moving her head to look at her hands and her green eyes travelled the distance to look to him. "Geni is helping." The tone that was employed seemed vaguely similar to that which a mother uses when condescending a child. Gajeel let a twitch form in the side of his eye; Levy glancing up at him as he did. "To allow Miss Wendy's Magic to be of the full benefit to Mister Freed, Geni is using her Magic to keep his heart beating at a steady rate, and to keep his lungs inflated with 'moving' air." Geni raised the hand that perched above Freed's mouth to point towards Gajeel momentarily, and the man felt a rush of a breeze fly past him. "Sky Magic, of any sort, uses the majority of its healing spells to keep these two organs working, meaning that the healing often takes longer." Geni grinned towards Gajeel, allowing her full face to turn towards him. "However, if an external source is used to keep these two functioning the healing will be completed at a faster rate." Geni let her hands died of the grey mass, a pout on her face as she did so and cruelty in her eyes. "But if you do not wish for Mister Freed to be healed quickly then Geni will not help." The smile that came forward from the girl's bluing lips was sick in its sweetness.
The flesh on the man's head began to form slower than it previously was; and now did not even look to human eyes as though it was healing. "No, no, no! Please help!" Wendy's frantic tone drew Geni's attentions, the toll for using Magic starting to affect Wendy as she began to sweat. "I need you to help! Please don't listen to him!" Wendy's Magic filled the air as the young adolescent pushed herself farther. "The heart's failing!" Wendy gasped as Freed audibly choked on something, his chest ceasing to move. "A wound has appeared in one of the lungs, they're filling with fluid!" Wendy looked towards Geni, reeling slightly at the intensity of the girl's eyes and the smile that curled before Geni leant once more over the defiled man with her tongue stuck out at Gajeel who had felt the Magic dancing around the girl the whole time – and knew that she was the one responsible but something held his tongue from saying so.
Evergreen pushed herself away from Bickslow, unable to contain her concern for her friend as she crawled towards the healing party to question Geni as she looked closely at the wound on the man's head. "What exactly happened to Freed?" Evergreen moved from bending over the rocks by Freed to leaning over his torso to look at Geni's hands: her head coming to sit parallel to Geni's hand.
Evergreen p.o.v.
As I moved to look at this girl's hand no one answered my question, but it did not escape my periphery how this new girl glanced towards Lisanna. Sitting I adjusted the straps on my one piece suit – it was pretty cute, if I do say so myself. It was a dark green, with lines cutting across the stomach, and cutting open one side; there were even some white stars spreading from the left bottom back. I accustomed my glasses as I leant over once more, and then narrowed my eyes at the sight of her Magic. The grey stuff that reeked of Magic was actual a white in colour, thin black and purple lines moving finely over it in thrums; to be honest if I had known better at the time I would have called them lightning. I lifted a hand from the scorching stone to hold a hand over the thrumming Magic which radiated heat as though it were the stones. This girl, Geni Lockster, was eyeing my suspiciously, and I guessed at the time that she had just wanted to know what I had been trying to do. "Don't worry Geni, Evergreen is just curious." Smirking at my own joke of persecuting the two Lockter's it did not hesitate to strike fear in me when she responded similarly.
Geni moved so that her hands seemed to still sit in the same place but that she was nearer to me, but even so I only faintly heard the words as her accent strung foreign even though the words were no different when I spoke them aloud at a later date. "Geni thinks Miss Evergreen wants more than that." While the girl moved back to where she had sat originally, and acted like nothing had happened, I bared my teeth to the girl. What insolence was hers, to speak to the Fairy Queen in such a manner? I am not sure, to this day, what it was that possessed me to raise my hand beside my face and to bring it down with such force. "Geni also thinks that distracting her might cause Mister Freed's condition to deteriorate." The striking hand paused as it almost touched the girl's skin: which was heating up to an almost inferno state. This hand that I raised took to the girl's forehead with gentle touches, the pads of my fingers whipping away the thin sheen of sweat which covered her torso and bust. "Keeping my friend alive is already taking such a toll, and yet she continues." Such an attitude of risking yourself in such a way for a complete stranger what foreign to me.
The group let out murmured gasps, and even Gajeel had had the incivility to grunt when the saw the way that we were positioned and the words took effect; this stranger keeping their friend alive while I was going to slap her for such deeds. "If you say so, but tell Auntie Ever what happened to Uncle Freed." I used the tone she had used to speak with Gajeel before, and as she smiled I leant forwards so far that she was forced to leant back. It was quite uncomfortable with our chests pressed together in such away, and I could practically feel the blush that had heated that pervert Bickslow's face. "And why you, a complete stranger, are helping." Leaning away slowly, I shuffled back a few steps to cross my legs and to sign 'I'm waiting' with a wave of my hand.
The laugh that came was as carefree as I had ever heard it, more than it had been in the times that followed. "Auntie Ever is a very silly girl." The head that bowed came with sad eyes I barely caught, though as she smiled the look became quite sinister. "Obviously Uncle Freed got hurt." The rage that struck me then was similar to the one before, and nothing could stop me as I threw myself over Freed with the intention of hurting her.