Hello…. Is it me you're looking for?
Why yes viperhat it is and I have been looking for you so I can beat you up!
What? Why?!
You update too bloody slow! When you first started you were cranking out a chapter at least once a day, now you take almost a week or two to actually get something out!
I'm sorry! I just have trouble driving the stories I make forward.
Too bad!
Does this chapter calm you down somewhat?
Yes…
Really?
NO!
(? Beats viperhat up)
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Yes folks, that just happened… ow...
But welcome to the last chapter of the 'Exposure' mini arc. I am sure you guys know where I am going with this story now. If not, then I am going to go through each arc of the FT show with alterations and added content from yours truly.
But after this chapters release, 'One's perseverance' will start going under construction. It will be awesome!
But here is the chapter for you all.
LET'S READ!
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(2 weeks later)
When Gray woke up he instantly realised the pounding headache that was currently batting his brain around in his skull like it was a baseball. The glaring light didn't help matters either, making him instantly close his eyes.
That was when he realised the most frightening change…
His vision was cut in half.
His left eye was all but destroyed because of Deliora. He inwardly shuddered, the mention of his name brought back the painful memories that cost him his eye.
The thing that had not only taken his eye, but also his village, His friend, his family… Fear started too rise within him ever so slightly. He had underestimated the demon and he paid the price.
Groaning in pain he attempted to get up from where ever he was only to yell out in pain as he felt the entirety of his left side burn up. He could almost see black dots around his vision as he went rigid to stave off the pain.
After a few seconds, he gently lifted his head up, wincing slightly from the pain around his neck and his one working eye widened in terror.
He barely managed to see it because of his reluctance to cause himself more pain. But he saw the entire left side of his body. He saw various cuts, gashes and the entirety of his left side was just one big 3rd degree burn.
He was going to have many scars, hell, maybe they won't even heal completely at all!
But he couldn't take his eyes off of the bone sticking out of his left arm. It was charred, chipped and most importantly, broken.
He suddenly felt moisture on his nose, he lifted his finger up and found out seconds later that they were tears. The tears became more frequent when he realised that the left tear duct didn't work anymore.
The finally he realised something…
He wasn't on the streets of Brago, he felt a soft pillow under his head and when he looked closely he could see what looked to be medical equipment lying on the side in a glass box with a keyhole on the right side of said box.
The it struck him that he was in some sort of room. Looking at the picture of two people on the walls he deduced that he was in SOMEONE'S room.
It hit him like a freight train… Literally.
"WHAT THE OOOF-! He clenched his teeth when he landed on his chest, the burn angrily hiss at him as he tried not to scream from the agony afflicting him.
Steeling himself, he slowly got up and saw a black cane leaning against the far wall. The women in the pictures didn't look like a cripple, neither did the boy. Was it for him?
Stepping forward, he instantly regretted the action as he had accidentally moved forward with his left foot… It was then when knew that if he was even going to have a chance at finding the people who brought him here he was going to need that cane.
He decided that the best course of action was to hop along towards the cane instead of trying to tough out the pain. He wasn't going to be able too anyway.
"AH! Ooooh, shit!" He could feel his body protest and tense with pain every second he moved.
Slowly moving towards the cane, he reached out his arm to grab it. But as soon as he was within touching distance of it the door next to it opened harshly and a figure with silver spiky hair rushed in, not realising that the patient was behind him.
And next to the door he must've beat open…
"UGH! FUCK!" The door slammed straight into Grays face. He felt his nose break with a 'crunch' as the door knob collided with him.
Reeling back he hit the back of his head on the wall and fell to the floor. Landing on his back and yelping in pain as he felt some of the scabs dig into the red flesh painfully.
The boy in front of him turned around and looked at him with worry.
"Oh god! I'M sorry, wait here and let me get Ur! She can help you!" Quickly darting out of the room Gray hoped that whoever this 'Ur' women was could actually help him. He felt like shit.
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Ur Milkovich was many things…
She was strong, abrasive, warm hearted or stern. She could also be super bloody annoying when the time called for it.
Recently however, after finding that kid in the ruins of Brago, lying on the scorched ground charred and near death she was more protective and anxious. Her past had a slight part in that particular reaction but if anyone had come across the body in that condition then she was sure that anyone would be scared stiff or sad at the sight.
'I wonder when he will wake up…' was the most common thought racing through her mind as of late.
It was at that precise time when Lyon had decided to bolt into her room, running up to her and shaking her from her stupor. The look in his eyes was one of shock and worry.
That could only mean one thing…
Looking at him with worried eyes she asked him the million jewel question. "What going on? Is he awake?"
He shook his head but remembered that he had a voice, a voice of which he could use at any time she wanted. "Y-Yeah, but he was awake when I came in and he got hit by the door!" Her eyes widened at the news. What happened?!"I think he has broken his nose!"
Well shit…
"Come on, lets go!" Ur ordered and the two quickly ran towards the room where the new kid was in.
She could here the groaning already…
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"Oh god… The pain..." He couldn't help but whimper as he held his partly scarred nose, trying to prevent the bleeding in anyway he could. However it was easier said than done when one of your hands are scarred and the nose has tripled in the terms of how much blinding pain it could inflict.
Gray honestly didn't know what was worse, the fact that he was possibly scarred for life or that he was probably going to have trouble breathing through his own damn nose now.
Then again, that was probably the nose bleed being an asshole…
Despite his attention being focussed sorely on his nose, he had heard the door open with a click this time instead of a whoosh which was followed by the cracking of his nose.
Looking up; he winced at the pain of his burns being stretched but he also saw a women walking towards him tentatively. She looked to be around her forties or late thirties and was wearing what seemed to be a training top covered by a beige coat that stopped at the top of her stomach.
That was all he could see from there as he required his other eye to see the top side of the room. Unfortunately, he was laying down sideways and he just so happened to lose his eye however long ago.
Just encase he forgot…
The women had finally reached his bedside and gently tried to move his arm away to inspect the damage.
But as much as Gray hated to admit it, he was slightly scared. He had witnessed multiple life changing events in a few minutes and his trust in people had gone down the loo after one of those 'experiences'.
So his reaction spoke for him when he was too swallowed up by fear to speak verbally.
Thankfully, the women seemed to realise his anxiety and quickly retracted her hand away and waited for him to calm down enough to talk. Which she wasn't entirely sure if he could.
It felt like hours had gone by when in reality approximately ten seconds had gone by and Gray knew that he was going to have to show some sort of cooperation if he was going to be left alone.
"Hello there..." Her voice drifted through his ears and instantly he could hear the softness and the care she seemed to carry through those words. He relaxed a tiny bit.
After steeling himself, Gray answered replied back warily. "Where am I?"
She smiled, he could talk. "My home." She replied back. "Me and my apprentice found you and brought you here since there wasn't any hospital nearby for many miles."
"Oh… D-Did you find anyone else alive?" His voice had never sounded pleading and pathetic, he hated it.
The way her light smile dropped into and sad look of sympathy said enough for him to understand the answer before she even uttered a word.
"No… I'm afraid that you were the only survivor."
He gazed into her eyes for a bit before his defences crumbled and he just turned away a silently sobbed. His grief hadn't had the chance to surface and it forced him to let it out now, whether he wanted to or not.
If the scars littering his small body wasn't enough to prove it her words were more than enough to seal the deal. His village was truly gone…
His house…
His room…
His father…
Everything. Everything. Everything. Everything. EVERYTHING!
He had nothing left! Nothing! Not a single bit of his life was left. It had all been charred and turned against him, and he was left with a void of dark nothingness overwhelming his senses and bringing him forcefully into the harsh reality.
It made him realise the one thing he had left. The one thing he could still use his pathetic, cursed and fucked up life for before he willingly allowed death to embrace him.
Deliora…
The thing that took everything away from him was the one thing he had left, the one thing that he needed to tie up. The irony was as thick as his tears and he did not find in anyway amusing.
He knew what he needed to do now.
He needed to kill Deliora, he needed to hear the demons cries of agony. He needed to see it's blood spill to the floor like a waterfall of evil. He needed to feel the bastards head come off as he brought his icy blade down on the base of the demons neck and severed it from it's shoulders.
He needed it. He wanted it.
And he would have it.
He would have sweet vengeance. He would take the utmost pleasure in skinning the thing alive. He would smile with glee as he slowly stripped the demonic flesh from it's bones. And he would make it happen, whether or not the piece of shit wanted it.
He would send it straight back to hell.
Where he would promptly join him. It was what a cursed child like him deserved.
After he gave in to his anger and pain, he opened his eyes and turned towards the sad women, who's arm was laying comfortingly on his shoulder.
"can you tell me your name kid?"
He voice almost startled him as he forgot that human being had the wonderful gift of sight. He looked her over with his working eye (his right) before coming to the conclusion that she only had the best intentions for him.
He wasn't sure why she would. If she knew that being near him was a bad for her health maybe she would have left him alone forever, but funnily enough.
He didn't want that to happen, even if he did at the same time…
"Whatever… G-Gray."
"Gray? Nice name, i'm Ur Milkovich and as long as you are under this roof I will look after you as much as is possible, that's a promise." Her statement made him flinch.
"Please… Don't make promises you cannot keep." He teared up ever so slightly again. She was one of the first strangers who has treated him nicely, he was slightly annoyed the she wanted to help him other than let die, he didn't want to drag anyone other Deliora with him.
He simply wasn't worth it.
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(3 months later)
Gray had never thought that a shower could feel so god damn good. He smirked slightly at the refreshed feeling he felt after taking his first shower in what was four months. Well, three months and a half.
He was told of his coma before he woke up to find himself in the room that day. After Ur had fixed up his nose she had left to tend to Lyon, who was his age if slightly older, and had spiky silver hair that looked ridiculous on him.
She had come back an hour later with some food for him, advising him kindly to eat up so he could regain his strength. Which he did and did what could have been compared to stuffing and grunting having a child and the child was what he was doing for the next three weeks.
Well, that was the routine for those three weeks…
She would wait for him to wake up before carefully rubbing in some medical cream into his burns and scars before she handed him something to eat. Lyon would come and talk with him, which would end with him and the silver haired mage having a verbal duel before Ur would force her apprentice out so he could get some rest.
Then, after he decided to trust her and Lyon enough. He informed them of his Ice devil slaying magic which shocked Ur and made Lyon jealous when he just ate the ice he spawned up to test it out.
Then he puked and groaned In pain when he remembered that his body was still recovering from the battering it took.
The good thing that happened on that day was Ur offering him a chance to learn Ice-make magic alongside Lyon. Which said ice mage complained about him already having magic already.
"Lyon, remember what I told you last month? You can have more than one type of magic. In fact you should always have at least one or two back up types of magic you can fall back on."
Listening to her knock the smug ice bastard down a peg was very amusing to watch in his professional opinion.
Then… The day came where he could finally walk on his own two feet again. He had regained the full use of his leg back to the point where a cane wasn't needed but he did fall down a few times from where he expected to feel immense pain.
However, as soon as he could walk he had started to walk away from the home, he had an entire village of people, friends and family to bury.
Ur understood and offered him help. But he refused, he needed to do this himself.
She also understood, albeit reluctantly. She told him the direction of his old village and he began to make his trek towards Brago.
'What's left of it' He thought bitterly.
It had taken him a good two hours to make it to Brago. The snow had preserved the ruins and the bodies and since the snow only relented once a year for three days, the bodies and the ruins would continue to be preserved for a long time.
He remembered it being morning when he had finally buried the last body. His father, Silver Fullbuster, the one who had gave him the best seven years of his life and the one who had sacrificed himself for those who were less able than himself.
He could never be like his old man, he was just too great of a person to be mirrored by his offspring. No he knew that he would never be able to be respected or powerful nor did he deserve it.
But with his fathers body buried, The devil slayer let the empty tears fall as he shovelled the snow and earth over Silvers body, making him one with the earth and becoming forever invisible for those who were greedy enough to rob this once great town for goods.
He hadn't realised at the time just how long he was there, only when Ur and Lyon found had he found out that he had been gone for at least two and a half days.
He had been brought back to the cabin in the mountains where he robotically entered his room and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
That was everything that was really memorable, today he was finally going to be able to use magic again as his body was fully healed by now.
He walked out of the bathroom and into his room where he looked into the mirror, his eye gazed over his scars and barely there burn marks that littered his left side. They travelled all the way from the top half of his leg to his head, just missing his hair by mere inches.
Then his eye caught the black eye patch that was covering the onyx, foggy eye that no longer worked. He had gotten used to his new lack of depth perception, the eye didn't really look as bad as many would think, it was easy to see the healed cut but all that had changed was the fact that his left was now like looking into a black mist.
He sighed in disgust though, Here he was looking over past afflictions whilst Deliora was still out there, killing innocent people and ruining more lives than just his own.
He went over to his new wardrobe and pulled out a pelt leather waist coat, a universe blue long sleeve silk shirt with two dark brown stripes going from the top left side of his chest to the bottom right side of his waist, a black vest, a pair of black, flexible cargo trousers and a pair of black combat boots.
He saw the pair of black skin tight leather gloves and grinned before grabbing them too.
He slipped the clothes on and looked back in the mirror and felt ready to take on the world again. But today was a good day for another reason.
Ur was going to start teaching him Ice-make magic today.
Whilst he knew that his devil slaying magic was way better, he remembered Ur scolding Lyon by telling him how useful having another type of magic was.
And the thought of making anything that his mind could think up, instantly instead of waiting for his devil ice to form it was just way too tempting.
After today, Gray knew that his life would be forever changed, in what way he had no clue.
But for now… He had a new place to call home, and a new goal to reach.
And he would make the absolute most of it…
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What a shitty ending for the first mini arc! Apologise…
But stick around for the first arc of Trials of Ice. A new home, a new goal…
And also remember, 'One's perseverance' will be the next story to be made and the first side story to this, obviously not part of TOI.
I am afraid that I do not a a TRIVIA TIME or a PHRASES OF AWESOME today as my brain is fried but it will return next update.
But I have a favour to ask of you.
I am very bad with summaries, you can tell by the summary of this. I need suggestions for a summary for Trials of Ice because the one now is horrible and I bet you guys agree with that.
Remember that this story is going to follow Gray through the beginning of his life (which you have seen) To the end of the Fairy Tail canon (Currently the 'Alvarez arc') With many alterations to his character and others.
Basically it is a rewrite of the canon, an M rated version. (Chapter ten will be the final chapter to have the T rate).
Sorry to bother you guys with this but I do need help with those and I would appreciate the help. Thank you.
Stay cool,
Viperhat
