Hello,
So this isn't a new story, but a spinoff of 'Fairy Tail's Night Terror'. These are a collection of tales that I had written in FTNT for the Tome of the Phobos and I thought it would be a good idea to have a separate story. The tales can still be found in FTNT, but I will post them here as well. If you haven't read FTNT, then I recommend reading that first, because you will be really confused.
Hope you enjoy.
Sgeulachd nan Còignear bhràithrean
or The Story of the Five Brothers
Long ago,
At the advent of magic and the dawn of power
Chaos reigned.
Magic was limitless and gave its uses abilities without consequence,
Without the fear of consequence, mages lost their ability to feel sympathy for others and soon their hubris overtook their soul and turned it dark,
Evil mages used their magic to pray on the weak, on the defenceless and the powerless,
Innocents suffered, lives were lost, evil reigned dominant.
Five Brothers, their names lost to history, witnessed the devastation,
They were horrified of what the evil mages were doing and sought a way to stop them,
For many years, they pleaded with the evil mages to stop the destruction, for not only were they killing innocents, but destroying themselves as well,
However, the mages, too enslaved by their own dark souls, sent the Five Brothers away and evil continued to reign.
Devastated by their failure, the Five Brothers retreated to devise another solution to stop the spread of evil,
They thought and they ponded, and they planned,
Until the eldest brother had discovered a solution to hold off the evil mages.
Disposing evil was impossible as in order to do that would mean using something even more powerful than evil,
It came to no doubt that by stopping evil would mean the Five Brothers would succumb to the corruption of their own power,
They needed to maintain balance, to remind evil uses of the consequences of their actions, to feel sympathetic to their victims and to remind them of their own mortality,
They needed a new type of magic.
The other brothers agreed with their eldest and so set off into the world to find a magic to restore balance,
They searched the vast plains,
Travelled over the treacherous mountains,
Fought of the heat of hostile deserts,
But it was not until the sailed over the deep seas that they found what they were looking for.
The island struck fear into the hearts of the brothers,
The sky above it was clouded and grey with no sign of any sunlight,
It was surrounded by jagged rocks pointing out of the sea like the sharp teeth of a monster's maw,
Its trees were black, twisted and bore no leaves,
Its ground was a hard, dark soil which showed no signs of fertile life,
Its animals were viscous and feral, and they stared into your soul with their red piercing eyes,
It was cloaked with darkness and no sound was heard, not even the wind dared to make a noise,
The island was the epitome of fear.
As the Five Brothers stood on the banks of the island, they knew that it held a powerful magic,
This fear magic can be used to strike terror into the soul of the evil mages and restore balance to the world,
They spent a year on the island, learning its power and uncovering the secrets of true fear,
The Five Brothers took a piece of the island and each became one of the five Great Fears.
The youngest brother took the bark of the Craobh Dorcha trees and used its wood to make a horrifying mask with a twisted grin and sharp eyes,
With his mask, he could leap into the dreams of evil doers, manipulate their dreams, create nightmares, and cause restlessness and insomnia,
He became the first Great Fear,
A fear of being watched, being controlled, of change and the uncanny.
He was known as the Trom-laighe or the Nightmare.
The next brother took the darkness and used it to make a robe as black as the night and wore a mask that bore a resemblance to a grinning skull,
From the shadows, he uses the darkness to attack evil doers, striking at them with dark tendrils and pulling them into the void,
He became the second Great Fear,
A fear of the unknown, being insignificant and isolation,
He was known as the Dorchadas or the Night Terror.
The next older brother took the hides and the feathers of the animals of the island and created a cloak while he covered his face with an animal's skull,
With his cloak, he could transform into any viscous animal, bird, or beast, and chased away the evil doers,
He became the third Great Fear,
A fear of the wild, violence, being hunted and being butchered,
He was known as the Beathach or the Beast.
The next brother took the mist and fog that covered the island and contained it within his beak-like mask and wore a suit of dark leather,
With his control over the mist, he could spew it out at the evil doers where they hallucinate of great horrors,
He became the fourth Great Fear,
A fear of insanity, being deceived, and corruption.
He was known as the Gealtachd or The Mania.
The eldest brother was the most horrifying of the Five Great Fears,
He took a part of the island that remains a secret to all but him and his predecessors,
He would not reveal to the others what he took, but they were wise enough to know that he had sacrificed a lot to control the power,
His hooded robe was blood red and swept on the floor,
His pale white mask covered his entire features making it seem that he had no face,
Everything he touched rotted and turned to ash, he sent disease and pollution upon the evil doers,
He became the fifth and last Great Fear,
A fear of decay, pestilence, destruction and above all death,
He became known as the Gun Aghaidh or the Faceless One.
The Great Fears fought against the evil mages, striking terror into their hearts whilst protecting the innocent,
The brothers succeed as the some mages began to use magic for good and for the benefit of others,
Peace was finally established, and evil has relented.
However, it had come at price for the Five Brothers,
Once they noticed that evil was almost gone, the people they were protecting looked at them in fear,
It confused the brothers, and they tried their best to reassure the people, but it only terrified them more,
The brothers realised that they did not just scare the evil mages, but everybody who had witnessed their fear magic,
They had become too powerful.
Ashamed, the brothers banished themselves back to Island of Fear, taking their families and the few people they had managed to convince,
The brothers never took off their masks, never wanting to show their faces to the world as a punishment,
Over time, the Five Brothers passed on their teachings to their children and them onto their children until a society was born on the Island of Fear,
They called themselves the Cinneadh Phobos or the Phobos Clan,
Even though, the brothers never ventured from the island again, the predecessors made sure to keep watch on the people of the world,
To make sure that peace remains,
and for evil to never rise again.
The people outside the Island of Fear lived on, built towns, formed guilds, created a society where magic was used for the benefit of others,
Most people began to forget about the Great Fears, except for a handful of scholars,
The Phobos Clan became a legend to the people of Earthland,
A lesson in hubris and to never cause evil ever again.
And thus concludes, the story of the Five Brothers,
And the origins of the Phobos Clan.
(An excerpt from the 'Leabhar a 'chinnidh phobos' or 'Tome of the Phobos Clan' written by the Five Brothers and their predecessors. Acquired and translated from Tomorin into common speak by Victor Soul.)