HELLOOOOOOOOO, everybody! It is I, your writer and narrator for this final Adamine Terra story before I delve into my next FanFiction series (Mages of Lancet, which stems from characters in this story) *cough, cough. Hint, Hint. Nudge, nudge*
On a more important note, I hope that you all enjoy this latest tidbit of chaotic goodness. We are about to see a dragon, and I cannot wait for it. Whoop! Whoop!
Destruction of Liberation
Within the Body of Another
Deep inside a destroyed cavern something rustled. A long, spiked tail slithered. Feathered scales moved inside a dark cell. They carved deep rivets into the stone. The beast that slumbered in the Goddess Firmalione's temple was awakening after fourteen years of a comatose sleep.
That heavy tail thumped hard on the ground, signaling the beast's agitation. Its mind was black. No thoughts filled its head, and when large talons scraped against the gemstone cage Firmalione was sealed inside, she flashed open ivory eyes.
Rage filled a thoughtless mind, and with a mighty roar the dragon thrashed in the cage she'd been locked away inside of. Her soul was somewhere. Her soul was lost to her, and the dragon's body craved her soul.
Massive fangs glittered when Firmalione's ginormous body broke free through the diamond lacrima she'd been sealed underneath. When her body was bathed in the moonlight, she rose up. Her diamond tipped tail swung to shatter the many gemstone offerings her worshippers had delivered to her. Claws rend her sacrificial chamber into pieces, and with a cruel blast of air berating her temple's walls, Firmalione flew to the rising moon. Her scaled lips pulled back to reveal her shimmering fangs, and with a barrage of snarls and roars a dragon began a search for her soul.
Adamine's eyes flashed wide when an ominous roar hit her ears. Her misfit band of warriors were fighting all around her, and with the amounts of horrified screams and the kiss of metal on metal she shouldn't have heard the roar. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her right in the chest.
Where Firmalione's soul had once been ached. Her body slammed down on her knees as she gasped skywards. Something was wrong. Something was horribly wrong. As Adamine gripped her chest, her senses were overwhelmed by something other than the battlefield.
She felt like she was flying. Her body felt like harsh whips of air were running over her arms and legs. Even though her sarong didn't flow at the feel of the air, Adamine knew she felt like she was flying.
A sudden onslaught of feelings slammed into Adamine hard, and she didn't even realize it when a blade came whistling down towards her skull.
A voice cried, "Oh, shit, no! Bickslow, hold my body!"
Something slammed inside of that hollow spot where Firmalione's soul had once been, and Adamine felt her body moving of its own accord.
Her mouth moved on its own. At herself, she cried, "Damn it, Adamine! Don't zone out on us now!" Instantly, Adamine understood. Catori had put her soul inside of Adamine.
The wild twin of the Polterom sisters used Adamine's dragon slayer magic. With only Adam's forearms being able to use her magic, Catori turned Adam's arms to adamantine gemstones. They glistened in the dusk light. Catori howled, "This is so freaking cool! From now on, I'm only possessing dragon slayers!"
Catori reached out with Adamine's hands. Without fearing for the tender flesh of her palms, Catori ripped the blade straight from the man's hands. Jagged diamond spikes ejected out of Adamine's skin, and they stabbed into a man's armor. With that connection Catori released her soul from Mina to shove it inside of the soldier. Within seconds the man was an unconscious heap on the ground.
Adamine gave a harsh shake of her head before getting back in the zone, but what she saw had her jaw unhinging itself. The magic bomber ship from Blue Pegasus flew overhead. Its cannons were loaded up with magic blasts that dug trenches into the soil outside of the city. Quatro Cerberus was wreaking havoc in the city against armored Norman soldiers. Bacchus gave a drunken roundhouse kick at a soldier that had gotten far too close for comfort. The man flew passed Isaac, and the future king of Lancet raised his own flask to the drunken brawler.
"Holy shit," Adamine breathed at the vast amounts of destruction she and Bickslow had wrought with their unison raid. So, this was what the first rebellion in Lancet looked like.
A sword slithered near, but Adamine didn't flinch. She just let it take out a soldier that had gotten too close. When a sheathed blade rocked another male out of this world, Adamine stood between Kagura and Erza. They had come here all the way from the wall!
Her heart caught in her throat when she noted Lancet's own soldiers fighting. A Grimm mage that Adamine didn't know flashed by her. He slam tackled two guards at once. Two lovers from the Band of Fallen entered the fray. With their hands linked together they created a magical blast of pink energy as powerful as a cannon. Lancet mages were finally standing up for themselves.
She couldn't wrap her mind around it. For twelve years, all Adamine had known of Lancet was strife, weakness, and greed. Now, all she could see was courage, freedom, and kindness. This was… It was beautiful!
As beautiful as it was, it didn't hide the ache in Adamine's chest. Firmalione was in pain. Somewhere, somehow Adamine knew the dragon was. She didn't know what was going on. She didn't know why she was feeling her mother's touch after so many years, but she knew that she had to get to Firmalione.
Freed dashed by her then. With her unable to turn her full body adamantine, his Absolute Shadow body took the brunt of a cannon blast. "What's wrong with your magic, Mina?" he grunted out while holding the fire away from her.
"Zeref enchanted my clothing against me. I can't take it off myself. The only reason I was able to do a unison raid with Bickslow was because he took off my bracelets," she explained. Her knee shot up into a Norman nobleman who'd procured a sword from somewhere.
When another one of them came in for the kill, Adamine backed up against Freed. Her hand shot to his sword sheath, and she borrowed his blade. The hasty glide rang out in the man's ears. Even as fear was evident in his eyes, so was murder. She dived in to protect her comrade. Hastily, she blocked a sword from hacking away at Freed's arm. In a single twirl, Adamine sheathed Freed's sword, did a roundhouse kick, and sent the man tumbling into another assailant.
Now that he'd blocked her from the cannon blast, Freed explained, "I have an Idea Mina, but it's temporary."
"Anything!" she chimed.
The two of them fought enemies hand to hand. With their bodies back to back, Freed being her shield and Mina being his sword, they kept up their conversation.
"I'll write runes on your body. I'm not sure how well it will work, but you should be fine. I think." He thrust his shoulder against another soldier then withdrew his sword.
Adamine stretched her bare arms out for him to write, and after a moment, he summoned, "Dark Ecriture: Umbra's Gemstone!" Adamine waited. And, she waited.
When nothing happened, she snarled, "Damn you, Zeref!" Her fist came angrily slamming down into the visor of a soldier. The metal split right down the center in her fit of rage before she KOed her opponent.
"Admit it, Mina. You need my help," Laxus intoned when Adamine and Freed were blocked by a wall of soldiers.
Damn! They'd been stationed at the far east tower. Curse Zeref and his cautious ways.
"Oh, yes, Laxus. I so need your help." When a solider reached in to grab Mina, she snagged him by the wrist. Drawing him up, she slammed her adamantine elbow into his jaw. "Look at me. I'm such a damsel in distress."
Laxus snickered at her sarcasm, but when someone dove in from her blind spot, Laxus shot him with a bolt of lightning. He made sure that Adamine saw him save her, too. Flashing his pearly whites Laxus snickered, "You were saying?"
Adamine noted an armed woman behind Laxus. Diving in to rescue her favorite Lightning Princess, Adamine did a spinning back kick using leverage from not only her toned thighs but with the rotation of her waistline. The woman was shot backwards where Evergreen proceeded to deliver a Fairy Bomb barrage in said direction.
Evergreen drew her fairy wings back. "Where's your magic?" she barked, alarmed that only Adam's forearms were battle ready.
"Enchanted clothes cancel magic. Can't take 'em off myself. I need some help, Fairy God Sister!" Adamine took on four opponents at once. When Ever launched Gremlin at them, it knocked her enemies down to two.
She was feeling the pulsating rush of adrenaline when a shadow suddenly crossed over the castle. It was a massive shadow, one so big it blocked out the sun where she stood. People screamed at the sight and many soldiers turned tail to run. The two guys Adamine was facing off pissed their armor at the same time that they collapsed on their backs.
It wasn't until a wild roar made the air itself shift that Adamine sucked in oxygen. "Firmalione…" she breathed. Her body shifted, and she gaped at the sky.
Instead of being greeted by scaly hugs and a broad smile, Adamine gasped at fangs bared at all of humanity and a dragon's claws trying to break into the castle tower. Fiery wings broke into Adamine's sight. Hollis bit out, "Your mother called, Adamine. She wants her soul back."
Suddenly, Adamine got it. She knew exactly why Zeref had put her in these clothes. To keep Firmalione's soul out of her body.
Alright, guys, I need your help. If anyone has ideas on how the fight should go down between Adamine and her mother dragon Firmalione, such ideas would be fabulous.
Even if you don't have any ideas and just have questions, comments, or screams of anguish, I would love to hear them.
Have yourself a wonderful day, and never forget to keep on keeping on!