Hello, loves! I'm so sorry about the delay! Between classes, labs, and exams, I've been a bit busy! Gomen nasai! Anyways, I really do enjoy writing this story, and I can't wait to write more and hopefully finish it soon. I'm really proud of it. I'm also so grateful that you guys have encouraged me this entire time! I'm so grateful to you all!
I hope you enjoy this update of Raining Desire!
The Missing Piece
A tired, ragged figure stood on a pillar of rocks amongst the dark colored, stormy waters of the bitter ocean. Nami grunted as fought against the forcefully crashing waves. Using his powers, he pushed against them, causing the waves to conform to his will. He smirked at his achievement until a new bombardment of stormy winds pushed another bout of waves onto him sending him underneath the waters. He growled once he reached the surface, glaring at the waves that dared to come closer.
The anger he felt swelling inside was only burning darker amongst the disobedient waves.
The lines under his eyes appeared to be that of a mad man; a man who had been driven to the edge and back several times, yet to reach his goal. With a dark glare, Nami used the last of his strength and pushed the large waves back down into the sea with an ear-piercing roar, startling even the nearby animals that were at rest.
And suddenly, the waves were still. The winds were calm. The storm was no more.
Nami panted as he fell onto the wet sand of the beach he had been training on. He stared up at the cloudy sky waiting for something, if anything to appear. With a grunt, he rolled over to his side and climbed to his feet. He walked back to his cave where he had left his food to cook.
As he chomped on the warm meet, he looked to the cave wall where he had etched the legend of Poseidon's Triton. Suddenly something among the wording caught his eye. Nami paused and came closer to the wall, tracing his fingers across the text that he had memorized as well as the text from the stone he and Juvia found.
"Something…something doesn't…seem right here," he wondered aloud, tapping his finger to his chin.
"What the hell does that mean?"
-At Fairytail-
Erza, Gajeel, and Levy searched through piles of books in the lounge while Natsu and Lucy kept an eye on Gray and Juvia who were still contently sleeping on the couch. Wendy was also in the room, sleeping in a large chair with a pile of exceeds resting around her. Makarov had returned to the guild hall so that he could oversee the other members of Fairy Tail and inform them of the recent happenings.
Natsu laid his head in Lucy's lap as she ran her fingers through his hair while keeping a watchful eye on the couple on the couch. Before Wendy fell asleep, a sleeping spell was cast on the two so that they would remain in a restful state since they had both been through so much in a short amount of time.
However, each member of the group was tired, but none of them wanted to rest until they had apprehended the other wizard and their guildmates were safe from Nami's wrath.
"Levy, come here and take a look at this," Erza spoke, pointing out a section of the book that Makarov had presented to them. She and Levy had learned enough of the foreign language from Gajeel so that they could help. "Doesn't this seem odd compared to what Juvia had told us?"
"Let me see," the blue-haired mage responded, quickly reading over the section. Her eyes grew wide, and she made herself read it once more. She grabbed the book as well as Erza's arm and ran into the resting area with the rest of the group. "Guys, Erza found something!"
"What is it?" Natsu asked, sitting cross legged in front of the couch.
"It says something about 'Poseidon's trident,'" Levy read, looking to the others.
"Yeah, that's what we've been looking for, isn't it?" Lucy asked.
"No, we've been looking for the Triton. Triton, according to this book, is actually Poseidon's son! He's a freaking merman! The trident is something completely different!" Levy explained. "Erza you're a freaking genius! I wouldn't have noticed this."
"What does that mean though? Didn't Juvia tell us that you have to have the Triton to reawaken Atlantis?" Erza asked. "If the Triton and trident aren't the same thing, then how is it going to be possible to even resurrect Atlantis?"
"And how are we any closer to finding the trident now?" Lucy asked. "Much less stopping Nami."
"You don't think he would just give up if he knew Triton was his son and not the actual weapon?" Natsu asked.
"Someone with a one tract mind like that guy is unlikely to give up on anything he had set his mind to," Erza replied,
"You should know," Lucy added, winking at the pink haired mage.
"Are you calling me dumb?" Natsu asked.
"Of course not," Lucy chuckled, earning a soft punch from Natsu who then pulled her closer to his chest.
"The book mentions someone or something named Eirene. Who or where is this Eirene? And why is it mentioned in this book." Levy asked.
"Ooh! Ooh! I know!" Natsu yelled quietly, bouncing in his place.
"Natsu, we're serious right now," Erza replied. "This is no time to play around."
"No! I really do know about her! Igneel told me about her one day a long time ago!" he insisted. Lucy turned to him to listen, curious.
"Eirene is one of the lesser known children of Poseidon. She's not a merman like Triton; she's like a demi-god. She was known as a symbol of peace amongst her followers, and she even has her own island," Natsu explained as he hopped up so he could point to the map, "right here."
"How do you know all of this?" Erza asked.
"Igneel liked the idea of peace, so it just kind of made sense to me that he knew about her," Natsu shrugged.
"Could the trident be on that island?" Lucy asked, scanning over the map.
"I think there's only one way to find out!" Natsu replied, smoke escaping his palms.
"It's settled then," Gajeel spoke up, uncrossing his arms. "Erza, if you don't mind, I'd like for those two," he said, pointing to Natsu and Lucy, "and shrimp, and I to go to that island. Juvia needs to rest, and if that ice pick is helping her do that, they both need to stay here." He spoke, turning to the red head. She looked at him questioningly.
"I'd just feel better if I knew it was you were here watching out for them," He explained. Natsu and Lucy nodded.
"Okay," she agreed with a humble smile. "You four better be on your way as soon as possible then. I'll let the master where you're off to and what we've discovered."
"There's no need for that, my child," Makarov spoke as he came closer to the group.
"Gramps?" Natsu asked. "When did you get here?"
"I'll show you in a second, boy. Now, I can get you to that island quickly so that you two dragons don't get sick. We need to get this done as soon as possible, and I'm counting on you. Each of you," He explained to them.
"Right," Lucy spoke, nodding. Makarov gathered the four into a glowing, golden circle after making a few hand signs.
"Mind you, I've only used this spell a hand full of times, so you may feel a bit groggy when you arrive on the destination. I won't be able to drop you directly at the trident since I don't know it's location, so you will have to sniff it out yourselves," he told them.
"Yes sir!" They responded.
"You're not leaving without us!" Lily and Happy shouted as they jumped into the circle clinging to their respective people before Makarov cast the final word of the spell.
"Taxidi!" He shouted, and the circle, along with the guild members, disappeared in a bright white light.
"Do think they'll be able to find their way back?" Erza asked, crossing her arms, looking to the spot where her friends once were.
"Don't worry, it's a twelve-hour spell," he explained. "They'll be back here in twelve hours whether they have the trident or not. If they are unable to find it, you and I will be going next time. I refuse to let this brat hurt another one of my children."
"There's still one thing that's bothering me," Erza spoke up.
"What's that?" he asked.
"If you need the Triton to be able to reawaken the lost city, how could anyone do it if Triton is a person and no the weapon?" she asked.
"Simple," Makarov stated. "'Triton' could not be literal."
"How do you mean?" she asked.
"It's symbolic for descendant," he clarified. "In other words, to reawaken Atlantis, one must be a descendant of Poseidon himself."
