Crazy First Day:
AN: Alright, so here's the chapter I promised you guys...with a lot more stuff added into it. (Though this oneshot, as well as "How and Why" are building up to a full story I'm planning on writing within the next few months, so, if you're wondering why I'm bringin the Orlando's and Phoenix Grave back, that's why.)
"...by the power invested in me, I announce you husband and wife!" Makarov shouted, before turning to the eager husband standing to his side, for once without his trademark hood. "Bixslow, you may kiss your bride."
Bixslow grabbed Lisanna by the waist and dipped her before giving her a big, passionate kiss on the lips.
The entire cathedral, packed to the brim with Fairy Tail wizards errupted into cheers.
"About time!" Evergreen shouted over the chorus of cheers and Elfman rubbed violently at his eyes.
"I'm not cryin'! I'm not cryin'!"
"No one asked if you were," Evergreen sighed.
"Ladies and Gentlment, I am proud to present for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Bixslow and Lisanna Strauss!"
Lisanna had insisted upon keeping her last name even after she and Bizslow were married, and since Bixslow had no emtional attachment to his last name he just took hers. Every thrw handfuls of bird seed at the happy newly weds as they ran by, before chasing after them, everyone cheering loudly as they ran back to the Guild Hall where the reception was to be held.
Everyone in Magnolia just smiled and shook their heads and the throng of crazy wizards darting through the streets. They were wild bunch, Fairy Tail, but you had to love them. (They did keep the town safe from countless dangers after all). Many of wizards used their magic to create signs of congratulations for the newly weds. Not Lorelle, though. She just watched on in envy, her hands stuffed deep in her pockets. Every day she woke up hoping now would be the day she'd find her magic, only to go to bed disappointed. Tonight, she was sure, would be no exception.
Little did she or anyone else no of the change that was coming with the train sailing across the sky rail above their heads.
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Reina Orlando had tried.
She'd hoped after Mace Orlando, her ex-hunsbad's, trial she would be able to mend the relationship between her and her guildmates at Phoenix Grave. But the damage had already been done. Even those who sympathized with her could not look past the battered woman that they now pictured her to be. She wasn't allowed to go on jobs, either out of spite from those who had been on Mace's side or out of pity from those who still viewed her as too weak and damaged to work.
Eventually, for hers and her children's sake she'd been forced to leave the guild she'd called homw since she was thirteen. Out on her own things hadn't been much better. She was a wizard, a stone-make wizard, and there weren't many jobs she could gain without being in a guild. The few jobs she did manage to pick up here and there were hardly enough to make ends meet, and finally, a week ago, her house had been foreclosed. Now, with nowhere to go, she was forced to make a long trek across Fiore to the town of Magnolia.
She hadn't thought much of the Fairy Tail Guildmaster's offer. She knew he'd made it out of pity. Reina was not one to take charity from people, but now she really didn't have a choice. She just hoped the offer still stood.
As she and her three children made their way through the streets she couldn't help but wonder what they were about to walk into. This past year had been tough, the hardest of her life. More than anything she and her children just needed rest. Would Fairy Tail offer that to them? Or would this be another dead end?
Before long she and her three little ones found themselves standing outside the massive Hall that Fairy Tail called home. Reina took a deep breath. This was it. She'd made it this far and there was no turning back now. Besides, what did she have left to lose. Setting her 1-year-old daughter on her hip she pushed the door open.
She was not prepared for the sight that befell her as the doors swung open. A BOOM of loud music errupted in her face, along with the scent of food. Lots of food. Chicken, beef, potatoes, cheese, fresh bread, spices, and alcohol. Lots of alcohol, mostly centered around a particular bruneete woman lugging a barrel over her shoulder as she cheered:
"To the bride and groom!"
Reina stepped inside. The room was decked out in white and celeste colored drapes, flowers, table cloths, and candles. The tables had all been pushed into tight rows on either side of the main room as a large group of people wildly danced in the center of the room. At the center of this apparent dance floor was a woman with silvery, almost white, blond hair dressed in a wedding dress and veil, being spun around by her waist by a man in a tuzedo with wild, unkempt, dark purle hair and a large facial tattoo.
Among the other dancers was a rather large man with long black hair, twirling a petite woman with blue hair under his arm, as two identical young girls with dark blue hair skipped around them. Presently group of four children whizzed by, collecting the twin girls before racing off in a giggling gaggle towards the steps leading to the second floor balcony where it appeared a group of teenagers were setting up...something.
Reina squinted to try to see what it was, but couldn't make it out.
As the children raced by, a blond woman pointed to them, shouting something. The pink haired man she had been danicng with set his hand on her arm, saying something to apprently calm her before the two went back to dancing. Reina sincerely hopped they were married by how...ahem...close and personal they were getting witht heir dance.
"Darling, look out!" a woman's voice called. Reina turned just in time to see a dark-headed man surf by on barrels. No, seriously, the man was standing on a plank set atop three barrels and was surfing across the room-
-before crashing and landing very clumsily in front of one of the tables, at the feet of a heavily pregnant woman with dark blue pigtails. She held a hand to her mouth to bit back laughter.
"Gray, are you okay?" she asked.
"Never better!" the man grunted just as another woman with blue hair raced to his side.
"Oh, my darling! You're not hurt are you?"
A man with dark purple hair, frowned down at the crashed soul crumpled in the ground before sitting down next to the pregnant woman and passing her a plate of food.
"To Bish-shshshlow! Asnd Lishannananana!" the same woman who had cheered before cae stumbling by...with another barrel.
"Cana, honey, that's your fifth barrel!" a man with orange hair raced after her.
"How is she not dead!?" someone shouted from the crowd.
Reina pulled all her children closer to her. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea...
"...longest engagement I've ever seen!" a familiar voice stated from one side. Reina turned and saw him, the guildmaster. She suddenly remembered why she had come here in the first place, took a deep breath as she headed his way. He was seated at a table near the pregnant woman, a woman with silvery, platinum blond hair and blue eyes next to him, smiling softly at the dancing bride and groom.
"Oh, I'm sure there have been people who have been engaged longer than three years," she said.
"Still, you would think they'd have tied the knot already," the guild master stated as he kept stirring.
The woman shrugged. "They said they both wanted to make S class before they got married."
"I guess I can appreciate their ambition, still…"
"Ahem," Reina shyly cleared her throat, catching both the guildmaster and the woman's attention. "Hello, I'm not sure if you remember me, b-"
"Sure I do," the guild master said as he stood to greet her, the woman following his example. "Your the family of Phoenix Grave's former master that got locked up for beatin' on ya."
Reina nodded, shuddering slightly at the horrid memories. "Yes. That would be us."
"So, what brings you here?" the guildmaster asked, a look of concern in his eyes as he reached out his hand to shake hers. She took it, smiling politely though she was a nervous wreck. How to go about this?
"Well, do you remember what you said to me after the trial?" she asked softly.
"Not particularly," the guildmaster shook his head.
Of course he didn't. Reina took a deep breath. "You said that if I didn't want to go back to Phoenix Grave I could always give Fairy Tail a try. Well, I was wondering if the offer was still open."
"Of course, always lookin' for new recruits," the guildmaster smiled, shaking her hand again. "Welcome aboard!"
By this point the woman had made her way to them, the guildmaster set an arm around her shoulder and brought her forward. "This is my wife, Mirajane."
"Nice to meet you," the woman smiled as she extended her hand.
"Likewise, Reina Orlando," Reina sighed in relief as she shook Mirajane's hand. "And these are my children: Benedict, Portia, and Vera."
"Pleased to meet all of you," Mirajane smiled as she reached her hand down to all of them. "How old are you?"
"Eleven," Benedict said, his face hidden by the hood of his sweater. Though the wounds Mace had left on him had healed, the scars were still there, and he was ashamed of them.
"Six," Portia answered. "And Vera's one."
"Six? My, you're tall for your age, aren't you?" Mirajane cheered.
"Uh-huh. So tall that I'm gonna be a model for Sorceror's Weekly when I get older!"
"That so?" the guildmaster chuckled, just as bunch of giggling voices came from the second story steps of the main room. A gaggle of children came bounding down the stairs, laguhing and talking amongst themselves.
"Did you kids get done putting together those gift baskets like I asked you to?" Mirajane asked the children.
"Yes ma'am," a boy with purple hair answered as the children began scampering back to the dance floor.
"Hey, Farrah, Cato, c'mere," the guildmaster said.
Two of the children, a girl with honey-red hair and a boy with the same platinum white as Mirajane walked forward. The Guildmaster set a hand on either of their shoulders.
"Reina, these are our children, Farrah and Cato. Farrah, Cato, these are Ms. Reina, Benedict, Portia, and Vera Orlando. They've just joined Fairy Tail."
"Hi," Cato smiled and waved.
"Pleased to meet you," Reina waved back. Cato looked almost exactly like his father, except for his hair and smile, both of which came from his mother. Reina wondered if he had his father's boldness as well as his looks. Not just anyone would have stood up for a complete stranger the way he had at the trial.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail," Farrah smiled and waved.
"Thank you," Reina said. Farrah didn't look a thing like either of her parents. Odd, Reina though to herself, though she didn't dwindle on it too long.
"Alright, I've got the stamp," Mirajane cheered as she returned. "Now, what color and where."
Reina sighed as she lifted her skirt. She looked down at her right ankle. For years she'd had the Phoenix Grave mark emblazed there in a bright, unmistakable orange. Now it was blank. She took a deep breath. As tough as this change was going to be, she knew it was for the best.
"Here, and in gray, please?"
Gray. Completely different from her first guild mark. This wasn't a matter of pride, though. It was a matter of survival. Maybe one day she could call this strange guild home and carry its emblem in pride, but not right now.
Vera eagerly asked for one in light purple on her right shoulder, and Mirajane happily obliged.
"What about you?" she asked Benedict, who just stared straight ahead.
"I dunno."
"Benedict," Reina scolded. "Don't be rude. Where do you want your mark?"
Benedict shrugged, pulling his hooded sweater tighter around him.
"Ben-"
He sighed and pushed his hood back, revealing a series of burn scars starting just below his chin and going down his neck. Though no one could see it the scars continued down his chest, up his arms, and even onto his thighs. He turned around and pointed to the back of his neck.
"Here, I guess. Only spot that's not ruined."
Reina's throat tightened at the words. This past year had been the hardest on Benedict. Not only had he been scarred for life by his father's acid, but he had been forced to take on the roll of man in the house after Mace's imprisonment.
"Actually, why not here?" Farrah asked, walking forward and pointing to the side of his neck with the most scarring.
"Why, so I can hide it?" he asked.
"Ben!" Reina scolded.
"No," Farrah shook her head. "Because it'll make you look tough."
"Tough?" Benedict asked.
"Sure," Farrah nodded. "You'll have a lot of scars and the mark of one of the strongest guild's in the world in the same place. I'll bet no one would mess with you when they saw that!"
Benedict kept his same, somber face intact, but Reina spotted a flicker of something in his eyes that she hadn't seen in a long time. Hope.
Benedict shrugged and hung his head. "Sure, whatever. What she said."
"And what color?" Mirajane asked.
Benedict shrugged again, glancing at Farrah from the corner of his eyes, noticing her Fairy Tail Mark on her thigh, shining in bright yellow.
"How about yellow?"
Mirajane stamped the mark in place and Benedict ran his hand over it.
"There, now you're official!" Mirajane smiled.
"You guys picked a good day to join," Laxus said as he looked about the decorated room. "I'm sure there's some food and some drinks left, help yourselves."
"Oh, we wouldn't want to intrude," Reina stated.
"Nonsense," Mirajane smiled. "You're in Fairy Tail now, you help yourself to anything and everything that we have."
"Th...thank you," Reina smiled.
"Come on," Cato grabbed Portia's hand and began to lead her away. "I'll introduce you to everyone else."
"I could show you around too, if you want," Farrah offered Benedict, who just shrugged.
"Sure. Why not."
"Great," Farrah took his hand and they raced off.
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
"Whoa, whoa, wwwhhhhooooaaaa!"
CRASH!
All of the children laughed as Nashi ran the barrells she was surfing right into a wall and crashed them. She dizzily stumbled back to her feet, rubbing her head.
"Wow! Whatta ride!"
"My turn! My turn!" Korre cheered, lying flat on her stomach as Persephone pushed the barrells off, sending her sister rolling across the floor.
"Hey, guys!" Cato called as he ran towards them, still holding Portia by the hand. Portia's eyes grew wide at the herd of children that greeted her.
"This is Portia, she and her family just joined Fairy Tail!"
"H-H-Hi. Whoa, why are there three of you?" Nashi asked, still swaying dizzily from side to side as she pointed. Layla and Igneel ran to her side and helped to steady her.
"That's Nashi. Don't worry, she's just dizzy from barrell surfing, she's not usually like this."
"What are you talking about? She's always a few chips short of a nacho," Persephone scoffed.
"You wanna go?" Nashi challenged. "Though nachos do sound good right now."
"See what I mean?" Persephone asked.
"That's Persephone," Cato said as he turned back to Portia. "Don't worry if she starts being mean to you. That just means she likes you."
"MAKE A PATH!"
Crash!
This time it was Koree who slammed into the wall.
"And that's Persephone's twin sister, Koree," Cato said.
"I'm the master queen of barrell surfing! And don't you nincompoops forget it!" Koree cheered before doubling over on her knees. "My tummy hurts! STORM HELP!"
"And she…" Cato scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, no, she's always crazy."
"The word you a looking for is spazz-licious!" Koree corrected. "And, hi new girl!"
"Hi," Portia smiled and waved back just as Storm trudged to Koree's side and formed a ball of water over her stomach.
"That's Storm," Cato said.
"You know you're a dragon slayer. You know you are going to get motion sickness from here on out now," Storm sighed. "Why do you still do these things? You know they'll make you sick. Just don't do them, okay?"
"Yes, Dad," Koree scoffed, making Storm roll his eyes before she protested. "It's not fair! I didn't used to get motion sickness, now I always do and I can't do fun things anymore!"
As Koree continued lamenting her situation, Roman walked up to Portia hand held his hand out, the triplets trailing behind him.
"Hi, I'm Roman Fernandez," he said as he shook Portia's hand. "And these are my brothers and sisters: Minette, Eva, and Von."
"He's the only normal one," Koree said as she stood to her feet, Storm's cleanse spell now complete. "Which means he's boring."
"I'm not boring, you're just out of control," Roman snapped.
"Keep telling yourself that," Koree smirked. "At least your brother and sisters know how to have fun."
"What do-" Roman turned to find, in the split second he'd taken to introduce himself to Portia, the triplets had taken the barrels and were now surfing across the floor.
"Guys, no!" Roman shouted as he chased after them. "Last time you did that you broke the stairs!"
"How do you break stairs?" Portia asked.
"Be the triplets," Storm answered with a shrug. "They break everything."
Storm and Cato went about introducing Portia to the rest of the children, all of the kids stopping to say hi to her when their name was called. Roman had just rounded to triplets back up and had rejoined them when they got to Igneel.
"...Nashi's little brother, Igneel."
"Hi," Portia waved.
"Hi," Igneel said, before frowning and cocking his head to one side. "You smell funny. Did you get rained on or are you just nervous and sad?"
"Ignore him," Nashi said, giving Igneel a light shove on the head. "He just...yeah, he's weird."
"Am not!" Igneel insisted.
"Who else goes around talking about how people smell, you looney-bin," Meeko scoffed, crossing him arms.
"Who you calling a looney-bin, burp-face?" Igneel shouted back.
"I'm calling you a looney-bin 'cuz you are," Meeko replied.
Igneel shoved his face into Meeko's. "Betcha don't even know what that means you cranky snow man!"
"Sure I do, I'm not the dumb one here, Stardust!"
"You wan-"
"That's enough. Knock it off," Bianca sighed, stepping up to the two frowning boys.
"You're not the boss of us!" Igneel shouted.
Biacna blinked her eyes. As she opened them her pupil and iris disappeared and her eyes began glowing a blinding white.
Igneel and Meeko both jumped and scooted away from her.
"Yes ma'am," the both whimpered, clutching their hands behind their backs. Bianca's eyes went back to normal.
"Oh, and she's a take-over wizard, by the way," Cato told Portia.
"Hmph!" a voice behind them scoffed.
They all turned to find Lorelle sitting by herself, arms crossed.
"Oh, and that's Lorelle," Cato said, waving for Lorelle to come closer.
Lorelle rolled her eyes as she sauntered forward.
"Hi, I'm Portia," Portia smiled brightly as she held her hand out.
"I heard," Lorelle said, forwn on her face. "Also heard you wanna be a Sorceror's Weekly Model."
"Oh," Portia awkwardly pulled her hand away. "Well, I-"
"Look here," Lorelle poked Portia in the chest. "I'm the pretty one around here. So you want us to get along you gotta keep that in mind, got it?"
"I...uh…" Portia blinked, confused.
"And, that's enough out of you," Bianca said, stepping inbetween Lorelle and Portia. "Don't worry, Portia, she's a brat to everyone."
"Hmph," Lorelle crossed her arms, and stamped her foot as she turned her back to the rest of the kids. As Cato, Storm, Bianca kept showing Portia around, Nashi approached Lorelle.
"Geez, you could have just said 'hi.'"
"She needs to now her place," Lorelle said. "That's what Mommy says, everyone has their place and they need to know it."
"Pretty sure your mom didn't mean you go bully the new girl," Nashi crossed her arms.
"I wasn't bullying her, I was telling her the rules!" Lorelle insisted.
"What rules? There aren't any rules like that," Nashi said, cocking her head to one side. "Is this because you don't have you magi-"
"I do too!" Lorelle shouted. "I just don't wanna use it because it's so cool you'd all think I was just showing off."
"But you always show off."
"Oh, what do you know, you fire breather!"
"Oh, wow, fire breather. Never heard that one before," Nashi said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, Nashi," Layla's voice came as she scampered to her big sister's side. "Can we go dancing with Mommy and Daddy?"
"Sure, if you want," Nashi smiled.
"And you!" Lorelle pointed at Layla. "Who do you think you are! We all know I'm the pretty one, why are you wearing a poofier dress than me!"
"But...it's my flower girl dress," Layla said, looking down at herself. "And yours has more sparkl-"
"Yeah. Yeah. Just don't get in my way or you'll be sorry!"
"Sheesh, chill out will you?" Nashi snapped, holding a protective arm in front of Layla. "Gosh, no wonder nobody plays with you anymore. C'mon, Layla, let's go find Igneel and go dancing."
Lorelle crossed her arms as she turned her back to the Dragneel girls. She did overheard Nashi saying: "Don't worry, Layla, she's just jealous that you're prettier than she is," as they walked away.
Lorelle frowned. No she wasn't! She was the pretty one! It wasn't fair that she couldn't have magic and couldn't be the prettiest of them all! She had to have one of those two! She just stood there, frowning at her feet as the party went on around her.
"Hey, Lorrie."
Lorelle turned to find her father standing behind her.
"Daddy, I'm the prettiest girl in Fairy Tail, right?"
"Of course you are, munchkin," Elfman crooned as he patted his daughter on the head.
That comment should have made Lorelle feel better, but it didn't. She hung her head, sighing loudly.
"Hey, what's wrong, sweetums?" Elfman asked, bending down to her level.
"How come everyone else has got their magic and I don't!" Lorelle lamented. "No one will play with me anymore 'cuz I got no magic!"
"Aw, it's okay, Lorrie. You'll get your magic soon enough."
"But I want it now!"
"I know you do, sweet-pea, but it'll come soon enough. You've just gotta be patient."
"But I don't like being patient!"
"I know, but sometimes we don't have a choice but to-"
"No fair!"
BOOM!
The guild hall doors busted open. Standing in the doorway was a man with dark hair, piercing silver eyes, and full Phoenix Grave regalia. The emblem was printed on his shirt, his cloak, his pants, his head band, and the back of his hands.
"WHERE IS SHE!?" The man thundered.
All the music, the laughter, the talking, and the dancing stopped. A pen could be heard dropping as the man stumbled inside.
"Where is she?" he asked again.
"Lorelle, stay here," Elfman said as he began walking towards the man. The Fairy Tail wizards began backing up, forming a circle in the floor in front of the door.
"Reina! Where are you!?" he shouted, stumbling inside the circle, looking about. Lorelle shoved her way through the crowd, standing on her toes to watch what was happening.
"Myers?" Reina's scared voice came from the crowd as she shuffled forward, a hand over her heart.
Myers turned and looked at her, eyes narrowing. "There she is."
He began sauntering towards her, wagging his finger at her. "You've been a bad girl, haven't you, Reina?"
"Who is this?" Laxus asked as he walked to Reina's side.
"Myers Orlando," Reina answered. "Mace's brother. He took over as Guild Master when Mace was locked up."
"Indeed," Myers said with a flourish of his arms. "My brother requested that I keep an eye on all of his possessions while he's away," he pointed a finger at Reina. "Including you."
"Possession?" Lucy scoffed as she stepped through the crowd, her whip alaredy in hand.
"This doesn't concern you, blondie, stay out of it," Myers said plainly as he continued to walk towards Reina.
"I've come to take you home, Reina."
"I'm not going back," Reina shook her head. "I already told you I'd never go back to Phoenix Grave."
"Oh, but I'm afraid you don't have a choice," Myers said in a mockingly sympathetic voice.
Mirajane appeared next to Reina, grabbing the other woman's arm. "Just try and take her."
Laxus raised his arm, seperating Mirajane and Reina from Myers.
"This woman and her children are now members of Fairy Tail, and are therefore under my protection. Which means you ain't taking them anywhere."
Myers did not appear phased at all. He simply reached behind him and pulled out a large, twisted, magic staff. Several wizard began to charge towards him, but he turned and pointed the staff at them.
"Keep away! This staff is infused with a deadly curse that will cause unimaginable pain until either the caster orders the curse be lifted, or the victim succumbs to death."
"He's not bluffing! Don't get near him!" Reina shrieked. She'd seen this staff work many times before.
"That can't be legal," Laxus scoffed. "Where'd you even get that?"
"Does it really matter?" Myers asked, with a shrug as he began twirling the staff and scanning the crowd around him. "What you should really be asking yourselves-"
His eyes fixed on a certain point in the crowd.
"-is-"
He began walking forward.
"-what's-"
He waved his hand, sending several wizards flying away with a simple burst of his telekinesis.
"-going to happen-"
He kept sauntering forward to a blue haired woman standing in front of a table, eyes wide.
"i-f I don't get what-"
He pointed the tip of the staff in Wendy's face, casuing her to gasp.
Myers smiled evilly at seeing the fear rising in her eyes.
"-I want?" he lowered the staff from Wendy's face to her baby bump. Wendy's arms went up to guard her belly.
"Wen-" Romeo began to walk forward, but Myers pointed a finger at her without even turning his head.
"Come any closer and I'll let her have it."
Romeo stopped dead in his tracks, brow furrowing with a deep glare as his hands shook slightly.
Lorelle gasped at the sight before her. He was going to hurt Aunt Wendy and the baby! Maybe if she could get that staff away from him someone could take him out. She began creeping through the crowd, tiptoeing towards Wendy and Myers. She knew this was crazy, but she was small. She could sneak up on him, right?
"Now," Myers said, his eyes still trailed on Wendy as he pointed to Reina. "Reina, come here."
Reina's eyes were welled with tears as she carefully pried Mirajane's hands from her arm and began walking towards Myers.
"First promise me you'll let her go," Reina said.
"Hm, can't make promises. Afterall you did runaway, someone's gonna have to be punished."
Wendy's breath hitched as she choked on a sob, her arms tightening around her belly.
"Hurt one hair on her head and I'll disintegrate you!" Romeo warned.
"Oh, I'd like to see you try," Myers scoffed, now turning to face the younger man. "Besides, it's not your lovely wife I've got my eyes set on."
"No!" Wendy shouted, arms tightening even more around her belly.
"You're threatening a baby!?" Lucy screamed. "What kind of monster are you!?"
"Do as I say and maybe you won't have to find out. Now, Reina," he waved his hand in her direction. "Go an find your children and we'll be off."
"Please don't hurt my baby!" Wendy begged, tears running down her face.
Lorelle had almost reached them, crouching down to try and stay out of Myer's sight.
"Afraid your baby's fate is in Reina's hands now. If anything happens blame her," Myers said coldly.
"Just let them go!" Romeo shouted, his body trembling with rage.
"Can't do that yet," Myers said, turnign his head to Romeo. He had his back to Lorelle. Now was her chance!
She jumped, grabbed the staff, and jerked it out of his hands as she came tumbling back to the ground. Everyone gasped, stunned by what had just happened.
Myers blinked at his empty hand, then turned, eyes narrow in Lorelle's direction. She yelped in fear as she began scooting away from him.
"Lorelle!" Evergreen screeched, rushing towards her.
"Touch my little girl and I'll end you!" Elfman warned.
Myers stomped towards Lorelle. "Little brat! Thought you'd be the hero, eh?" he asked.
He reached down to yank the staff out of Lorelle's hands. She tightened her hands around it. As Myers began closing his fingers around the staff his hand went straight through it. He blinked and stared at the staff, reaching for it again, only to have his hand go through it again.
Lorelle blinked as she watched on. Was...was she doing that?
"Oh, playing games, are we?" Myers asked, his eyes now blaring with anger. Lorelle stood up and scampered away. It wasn't until she'd taken off that she realized she was heading right for the hard, wooden bar. She was going too fast to stop, though. She closed her eyes, waiting for the impact.
But it never came. Instead of crashing into the solid surface of the bar Lorelle simply ran straight through it. Lorelle screeched to a halt on the other side of the bar. How did she do that?
Myers jumped over and landed in front of her. She squeaked as he raised his fist and went to punch her. Lorelle closed her eyes and held up an arm to protect herself.
CLANG!
"Ow, ow, ow, ow-ha ha ha ha-OW!" Myers relled back shaking his hand that was now bruised and swollen. Lorelle opened her eyes and gasped when she saw her arm was shiny, as if it were made out of metal. How was she-
Lorelle suddenly got an idea. She set her hand on the ground. Suddenly Myers fell through the floor beneath him as if he'd been standing on water. Lorelle lifted her hand, and the floor turned back to normal, sealing him in at his neck. Myers turned his head and yelped when he saw that all his body below his neck were stuck inside the floor.
"What th-What have you done to me, you little brat!"
Mirajane and Laxus suddenly jumped over the bar, Mirajane tapping Myers on the brow, putting hi to sleep instantly. Lorelle tocuhed the floor again, letting Mirajane and Laxus pull Myers out of it. She smiled as they carried him off. Her magic…
She'd finally found it! But what was it?
"Lorelle!" Elfman and Evergreen jumped over the bar, scooping their daughter into their arms.
"You scared me to death!" Evergreen shouted.
"Don't ever try to play the hero again!" Elfman cried.
"Mommy, Daddy, I found my magic!" Lorelle cheered.
"Who cares!" Evergreen shouted as she began looking Lorelle over. "Are you hurt? Did he harm you? Did he put a curse on you? Did you get any dark magic stuck on you from that evil staff?"
As if on cue, Storm popped his head over the bar, climbed up, and dropped over the other side. He put his hand on Lorelle's forehead, then shook his head.
"I don't feel anything dark or spooky on her."
"Good," Evergreen sighed.
Elfman lifted Lorelle into his arms and carried her back to the main room of the Guild Hall. By now Laxus had recruited Gajeel to help him carry Myers to the authorities.
"We'll be back," he called to his guild. "Go back to partying!"
The music began playing again and slowly everyone released the breath they had been holding and went back to enjoying themselves.
"Um, hello?" Lorelle asked. "I just got my magic! Did no one notice!"
"I did," Levy smiled as she approached the little girl. "Looks to me like we've got a Density Wizard on our hands."
"Density? What's that?" Lorelle asked, arching an eyebrow.
"It means you can use your magic to control how solid something is. That means you can run through solid walls, make solid objects as thin as air, or turn your body hard as metal."
"Hear that, Mommy and Daddy? I'm a Density Wizard!" Lorelle cheered. It was just then she noticed the other children drawing closer to her, ready to ask about her magic. Lorelle narrowed her eyes when she saw Bianca and Layla at the front of the crowd.
"And I'm still the prettiest girl her, so don't forget it!" she warned with a pointing finger.
Levy sighed and rolled her eyes. Oh, well, Lorelle was Lorelle after all.
On the other side of the Guild Hall Wendy was slowly lowering herself onto a bench, hands on her stomach, forcing herself to take deep breaths. Everything was okay, the baby was fine. Surely the cramping that had started when Myers turned that staff on her would go away soon.
"Wendy!" Romeo finally managed to push his way through the crowd that had seperated him from his wife after Lorelle snatched the staff and knealt in front of her.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Wendy nodded her head. "I'm fine. Just still a bit shaken."
Romeo sighed in relief before pressing a kiss against her lips. Wendy recipoicated, at first. After a few moments she suddenly let out a loud gasp, setting a hand to her side.
"Wendy?" Romeo asked, startled. He became even more startled when he heard a loud GUSH!
Romeo looked down and his face blanched when he saw a puddle forming at Wendy's feet. "Is that-"
"My water broke," Wendy confirmed. "Go get Porlyusica!"