Asta seriously wished he knew how this man's temper came up. He has nearly been killed three times by head explosion in the span of a day. The first time he could see why he got the death grasp, the second one was confusing to say the least. but the third time?

Because he had to take a turd!?

"Please sir! I'm sorry I took a long poop!" He tried to bargain to escape, but his grasp wasn't something that was lessening. He saw the other two just standing there while the one in green clothing was making a large portal. Maybe he could escape with strength? He tried that only for the grip to get tighter somehow.

"Brat, don't try to escape when I was going to tell you my time is something you never waste! If you had to take a dump, save it." He growled as he dropped him. Asta rolled on the ground, holding his head to fix the pounding he had.

"Captian Yami, I can't hold this for very long!" Finral said. Yami looked back with a tick in his forehead.

"What did I just say?" He said. Finral made a peep and just looked at the portal trying to keep it open. Yami looked back at Asta.

"Now, try to make those wings." Asta looked at him and got up. He focused on the feeling he had during the exam. The anger and frustration.

But nothing happened.

"Sir, they won't come out." He said. In the blink of a eye, he had a blade at his throat from his captain.

"Try. Again." He threated. Asta gulped. He focused again, closing his eyes. He felt a light felling on his back and he opened them to look behind him. The wings came out again and Asta smiled again. Captain Yami looked back at Finral.

"Close that portal. We are taking brooms to base, with the exception of Asta, who will use those wings to grow used to them and use them more regularly, it'll also give him a idea on how to get to the captain." He said, but Asta was barely paying attention. He was mesmerized by the wings on his back. They were like angel wings, just coated in a weird shadow substance.

"you know your magic reminds me of captains." Asta faintly heard a whisper and he turned to see Gordon (He thinks that is his name).

"Really? How?" He asked.

"captains magic is darkness. your magic is like that." He whispered. He was surprised he could be compared to a captain. The wings shuddered and started to fold but Asta focused on them quickly which stop them from folding.

'I have to concentrate on my wings otherwise they will disappear?! Weird. That would be difficult to fight with these.' He thought. But they have a base? Do all the squads have bases? Yuno was a part of the golden dawn so he probably has a nice looking base since he heard they were a good squad. The thought of the base just made him giddy. Would he get his own room? He hoped so! He never wanted to share a room again with anyone ever again.

"Captain, I don't know if I have enough magic to-" Finral started before the captain gave him a glare.

"R-Right.. Surpass my limits! Haha..." He chuckled. They grabbed brooms that were on the side that Asta assumed was their own brooms and not say, a elderly couple. They lift and Asta lift off the ground with a flap of his wings.

Flying to the base was a little.. difficult.

Asta could barely pay attention to the route since he had to focus on staying aloft. He realized flying with wings was more difficult than birds made it look, especially since his wingspan was the size of 3 grown men. He had to stay balanced with his wings so he didn't dip left or right heck, up or down for that matter. He also had to flap them ever so often so he didn't lose altitude.

There was the wind and other factors too, like the mountains and dense forests they visited.

By the time he saw any lights, he was exhausted, in a weird way. His muscles felt fine but he just felt really tired. His eyes dipped a little, but he kept them open. Why was he this tired? Is this what people feel when they use all their magic up? Yuno never told him how it felt, or sister Lily for that matter. He was woefully unprepared for the backlash of using too much magic, but could you blame him? He never used it before today, and only a few hours ago at that. Maybe if he used his grimoire, he would be able to get the energy to make it.

(Yami glanced over at Asta, watched as his grimoire become active)

Asta grabbed his sword and just had a idea.

'Wait... my grimoire cancels mag-' He didn't have time to finish that before he started to plummet. He thrusted his sword go back into the grimoire to attempt to save himself. He focused on his wings and just barely stopped before the tree line. He almost just became a Asta pancake for a second time today. He put more energy to a getting back up to them, who stopped to watch him.

"Are you really that dumb?" His captain asked. Asta really didn't want to answer that since he was really not all that smart.

"No?" He replied. But his captain just started to laugh.

"Well that's a good insight! Your affinity and grimoire magic is completely different. Kid, I don't know how but you have 2 magic affinities. A magic canceling one and a shadow one." Asta was surprised but he did have one question.

"Affinity is what kind of magic you use right?"

"Welcome to the black bulls base!" Asta was decently surprised. It looked like a large tower with houses protruding from the sides, and other houses coming from those houses. The house looked really unsafe and the next storm could knock it down.

"it looks like it's about to fall down." He said. His captain scratched the back of his head.

"Yeah, but it's held together by magic. It more durable than most buildings." He said. Asta looked at the building and tried to see any magic. Since he had no idea what to look for, he really just spent a good second looking at the tatty windows.

"Well, are you going to go in?!" His captain yelled. Asta jumped a little in his skin and nodded. He walked maybe 5 steps before the door blew of the hinges with a explosion. Asta watched the door sail over his head and land somewhere in the forest.

"Come on, stop moving so I can hit you!" A voice yelled as another small explosion echoed. A sadistic like laugh followed, accompanied by the sound of electricity.

"Come on Magna! That pudding was so good." The cheery voice said as Asta walked forward. A angry yell followed.

"I was saving that for later!" Asta saw fire fly as he entered the door frame. He saw a man with weird styled hair hitting fireballs with a bat made of fire at a child running around with boots made of lightning. He looked around and saw other weird people. He saw someone who looked to be no older than some of the children back at the church eating food while being served by.. sheep? A woman was lying on the couch with vertically no clothes on, a man had a bloody nose looking at a picture, and tall person was just standing there. They all seemed focused on one thing and not really paying attention to anything else. Asta cleared his throat as his new captain came up with the other 2 members.

"HI! MY NAMES ASTA!" He yelled which made the room go quiet quickly. Yami looked at him.

"Your size and volume ratio do not match up." He said. Asta looked at him.

Really? I mean I knew but it was ne-" He didn't finished before the boy with lighting boots passed in front of him and the man with the bat hit a fireball at Asta, intended to hit the boy.

'Aw crap' Was the only thought Asta got in before he was sent flying into the forest near the base. He hit a tree and broke it clean through. He slid on the ground and came to a halt a moment later. A pain flowed from his side to sit up. He stood and felt his chest. The shirt was a little singed but it was intact. His chest felt incredibly warm, a uncomfortable warm. He felt his grimoire by his side and felt relieved. He didn't lose it in the unexplained flight or in the blast. He would be really mad if he lost his grimoire. He still had his 'werid magic' without the need of his grimoire, but how strong it is unknown. It can probably really strong when he learns how to use it.

"Hey kid." He looked up at the man that launched him standing next to him. He looked at him. He held a black robe in his hands. Asta's eyes widened as the man gave him the cloak.

"Now just because I can't give you the entrance exam for the black bulls, doesn't mean your exactly classified as a full black bull. You still need to prove yourself. I'm going to be your senior officer. Call me Magna!" Asta smiled and met Magna's eyes.

"Believe me, I'll prove myself in a moment's notice!"

Happy birthday Minecraft!

I mainly did this for the fact that I made my account on Minecraft's 9th birthday, so it's my accounts birthday too! I have a gift coming later though.