Makarov slouched on his desk. He twirled what looked like to be a necklace with a the Fairy Tail emblem, but this one was different. The symbol had decorative red flames at the end of the tails, like an ascending phoenix. Makarov found it in the forest where his friend was last before he disappeared. He couldn't believe it had been seventy years. Seventy seven if he counted the years stuck on Tenrou Island. As he played with the necklace, a flood of memories invaded his mind. The missions, the friendships, the quarrels and fights. He smiled softly, realising that they were like Gray and Natsu back in the day. But one day, his dear friend's family went missing, and he sought to find them. In the end, he vanished, leaving Makarov, and Fairy Tail behind. He was declared dead, leaving Makarov and his team in shambles. The death hit them so hard, that Goldmine, Bob, and Rob decided to leave Fairy Tail, and Porlyusica stopped taking jobs and separated herself from the others, whilst Yajima did not want to hear his deceased guild mate's name ever again to avoid the pain. It was hard on everyone. "Why did you leave us you idiot? You could've at least taken us with you…." Makarov thought, closing his eyes deciding to rest for a bit.
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". . . Makarov. . . Nuntius . . . Auxilium . . . . ."
Makarov snapped his eyes open, and looked around. He was surrounded by a black void, and couldn't see anything. ". . . Capitulo . . . Mortem. . . Auxilium . . . Fiducia . . . Lanuae Alica . . Stella . . Orbis . . Magicae . ." Images flashed before Makarov's eyes. A young man with brown hair smiling, a burst of darkness and death exploding from his body, a hooded revealing a living skull under the shadow, the Fairy Tail symbol aflame. "W-What is this….?!" Makarov stuttered in a fearful matter. All these memories, all these images, being forced into his head. He held his head like he was preventing it from exploding. "Et stellis et deducet te . . . . Ut post hunc mundum sit tibi . . . . Ut post hunc mundum sit tibi . . . . Launae . . . "
Makarov woke up in a yell, panting, shaking, and sweating. He looked at the necklace he had in his hand. His eyes began to grow misty, and he grasped the necklace with all his might and held it to his chest. "I knew it. You are alive, aren't you…..Percivil….."
Albus stayed up late in his office. He didn't know what to do. The year had just started, but he couldn't shake the feeling, that something was wrong. He knew it. He knew that he would try steal it from Dumbledore under his nose. He tilted his head towards his phoenix, sleeping on its perch. Hogwarts was filled with powerful witches and wizards, but he knew they were not ready to fight. Suddenly, he had a flashback of his father telling him something, before he left for Azkaban.
"Albus, listen to me. If you ever need help, just use this spell to contact a man named Makarov Dreyer. He is a good friend of mine, and he will help you when you call him. Remember it!" Albus didn't know about this. Should he trust this man, or should he wait? Albus closed his eyes and sighed.
Albus rummaged through his old draws trying to find the piece of paper his father gave him before he left him. "Where is it, where is it? Ah, here it is." Albus grabbed his wand, and etched a circle into the floor, copying the patterns he saw on the paper onto the floor. He sat cross-legged in what looks like an alchemist circle. He channeled his mind, his body, his soul, until everything in his room lifted in levitation. A bright white light consumed the circle. "There's a connection. I can feel it." Albus thought. He place the name Makarov in his thoughts hoping that this message will get through, to his father's friend.
"Makarov, my name is Albus Dumbledore, son of Percivil. If you can hear this message I need help. A threat from death itself has emerged from the shadows, and I need your help. You are the only one I feel can trust, my father said you could help me. Here is a transportation spell that can help you guide through the stars into my world, through the use of magic. May the Stars guide you to the Brand New World, and let the Magic Lead you through to a Brand New Dawn." Before Albus could say anything more the connection weakened and floating books and objects just fell to the ground after the connection was lost.
Albus sighed as the circle shimmered away into fragments of light. 'I hope he got the message…...'
The guild was empty today. Ever since Fairy Tail won the Grand Magic Games, requests had been flooding in all over the country. Levy sat alone muttering to herself, looking back and forth from a piece of paper to a book. "Levy, what are you doing here?" A voice came from behind her. Levy turned around, and saw Team Natsu with Gajeel and Pantherlily. "Oh hey guys! Just doing something for Master Makarov. What are you guys doing here?" Levy asked. "We just finished a job. That's all. What did Master Makarov ask you to do?" Erza countered. "Oh, Master Makarov asked me to translate these words." Levy informed them as she turned back to her work. "What have you got so far?" Lucy asked, sitting down next to her, looking over her shoulder. "At the moment, I'm trying to see which languages match up with this. But at the moment, nothing else matches up with the words…" This confused Lucy, and read the words on the paper. "Hmmm, this is indeed peculiar. I wonder what language this is…" Gajeel groaned and began to complain, as per usual. "Don't you have something better to do shrimp?" Levy gave him a sharp look, which made Gajeel flinch a bit, as he knew what that look meant. "For your information, Master Makarov put me up to this task, so I will not rest until I find the translation." Levy said, in a stubborn matter. "Gajeel, you shouldn't push Levy too hard like that." Pantherlily said strictly. "Tsk! Fine. I'm going to get some iron." Gajeel walked to the bar and lept over to find his secret stash of iron. "Don't let him get to you Levy. Keep going, as it is Master Makarov's request." Erza supported, taking a seat behind Levy. "Hey, want me to give it a crack?" Natsu asked enthusiastically, sliding from behind Lucy. "You'd better not. Unless you want to burn the parchment. And besides, you're not the sharpest tool in the shed Natsu. I doubt you'll ever crack the code." Happy pointed out. "And besides, remember the last time Natsu tried to translate something?" Gray reminded everyone. Everyone sighed at the memory. Gajeel just looked on, wondering what they were talking about.
"Oh hey guys! Welcome back!" The door behind the bar opened, revealing a smiling silver haired girl carrying a tray of glasses. "Hey Mira!" Lucy called back. "Hey guys!" Another voice small and frail greeted the team, following Mira, carrying plates. "Gajeel, what did I say? No iron behind the counter!" Mira scolded him, setting down the tray. "But this is the only spot I can hold my iron! Besides, I don't want anyone else finding it." Gajeel grumbled. "Well, you're the only one here who eats iron. So I doubt anyone's going to touch your stash Gajeel." A white cat observed, carrying forks and spoons from the kitchen. Gajeel grumbled at Charla's point, and leapt over the bar and slammed his rear down on a bar stool.
"Well if it isn't Team Natsu! And Gajeel and Pantherlily! How were your missions?" Makarov asked, standing on the railing of the second floor. "Hey gramps! It went great! Got a ton of Jewel!" Natsu smiled, putting his thumb up. "Yep! Now I won't have to worry about rent for the next six months!" Lucy winked, her thumb up as well. Makarov chuckled and leapt from the second floor. "So how goes it Levy?" Makarov asked, walking next to Levy. "Hmmm, I'm not sure. I can't find any language that matches these words…." Makarov nodded and turned to leave. "Levy, you've been at it for hours. Why not take a break?" Mira suggested, drying the plates and glasses. Levy shook her head as she read. "No way, not now. This is a new language to study, so I'm going to try decipher it." Levy said with confidence as she turned a page. "Well, I'll leave you to it then. Just remember not to push yourself." Levy silently nodded and turned a page.
"Master, wait." Makarov stopped and turned around to face Erza. "Yes Erza, what is it?" 'That necklace. I've never seen it before. Where did you get it?" Erza pointed to Makarov's necklace, which was the same fire red necklace Makarov was staring at earlier. "Oh, this old thing?" Makarov looked down and held the emblem with his forefinger and thumb. "This used to belong to an old friend of mine. One day, he disappeared. This is the only thing he left behind…." "...What happened?" Natsu asked, arms folded. Makarov stood still for a moment, before shaking his head with sorrow. "It's something I particularly don't want to talk about. Don't worry. I will tell you children in time." Makarov smiled. "Do you mind if I take a look?" Levy asked, holding out her hand. "But of course. But be careful with it." Makarov smiled, taking off the pendant and giving it to Levy. "Let me see too." Erza slid over and stroked the smooth metal as Levy held it up. "I wanna see!" Wendy exited the bar and joined the group, her fingers holding the pendant. "Me too!" Mira sang, as she walked over, grasping a little piece of the pendant. "Fascinating design…." Erza gasped. "Well, he did love mythical creatures. The Phoenix was his favorite mythical creature. No matter how many times it suffered, burnt alive, it would always rise from the ashes. Just like our guild. Not to mention our guild crest looks like a Phoenix, don't you think?" Makarov chuckled. The girls chuckled, never thinking of it like that before.
As everyone crowded around the necklace, Natsu slipped under Levy's face and snatched the paper from the table. "Hey Natsu! Don't touch that!" Levy jumped from her seat, putting the necklace down on the table, Erza and Levy's fingers still intertwined with the chain, and Wendy and Mira still holding the pendant. "C'mon, let me have a crack at it!" Natsu whinged, then turned his head back to the parchment. 'Natsu, put that down at once!' Makarov ordered him. But Natsu, as usual, did not heed to the warnings. "Et stellis et deducet te ut post hunc mundum sit tibi ut post hunc mundum sit tibi... Launae?" Natsu read outloud.
Everyone froze, and held their breath. Nothing. Lucy exhaled and opened her mouth to tell Natsu off, but for some reason, she couldn't move. "H-Hey, I can't move!" Lucy tried to move her arm, but for some reason, it was stiff and trembling. "I can't move either!" Erza exclaimed, a worrying expression on her face trying to stand up. "Natsu, you idiot! We told you not to read it!" Gray yelled at Natsu. 'Salamander, when I move again, you're gonna get it!" Gajeel snapped at Natsu. "Shut it metal breath, how the hell was I supposed to know this would happen?!"
Lucy could feel the irritation swell inside her. She opened her mouth to tell him off again, but then she felt her legs being pulled by an unknown force, then lost consciousness due to a pure white light. And then nothing.
For a long time.