Fairy Tail: Rekindle
Fairy Tail © Hiro Mashima
Chapter Two: Dreams of Fairies, Part 2
Nighttime in Olender Town was very…boring. Of course, that was only Izumi's opinion now that she was confined in her room at the local hotel they were staying with only Blaise to keep her company. Marina was beyond upset when she found her tan-skinned charge in the park four hours after she had disappeared that she barely gave Izumi a chance to explain herself. The foreign teen knew her guardian was only looking out for her, but grounding her for two months seemed a little overboard. Now with nothing else left to do, Izumi busied herself in a pile of Fiore's most popular magazine, Sorcerer Weekly, and Blaise was reclining in her little cat basket. The girls had asked earlier if the hotel had a television and the manager looked at them like they were crazy.
"Wow, there's a lot of cool stuff going on in Fiore." Izumi commented excitedly, flipping the page of her magazine. "Grand Magic games were just finished last week – looks like some team called White Crusade came in first place for the third year in a row. And someone named Azrael from Fairy Tail made number one on the Most Eligible Wizard Bachelor List – ooh, he's hot!"
"Where, might I ask, did you get those magazine's in the first place?" Blaise questioned, lazily lifting her head.
"I borrowed a few down in the lobby." Izumi answered nonchalantly, flipping through the pages. "It's the best thing to do so that I don't die of boredom. I mean, what kind of hotel doesn't have a single television?"
"Most people who come here probably don't stay long." Blaise stated pointedly. "This town is in the middle of nowhere and the only thing worthwhile here is the train station that moves between Seven and Fiore."
"I guess you're right." Izumi sighed in a bored manner. As she continued to flip through the pages, her hand suddenly stopped once she reached the Guild section. "Hey, Blaise, take a look at this. There's an article about Ur."
The royal-purple exceed tilted her head in genuine interest and force herself out of her comfortable position. She climbed her way onto the bed, having much difficulty due to her short stature, and ambled over besides her partner for have a good view of the page. Just as she said, there was a full interview of Ur Fullbuster that included her Guild name, some fact about her, and a full picture. Just like the real Ur, the only thing covering her upper body was a green/white striped bra – she at least had the decency to keep her pants on.
"Wow, she's only a year older than me." Izumi commented; her eyes wandering over the info section. "For some reason, I thought she was at least three years ahead. Hmm, the best quality about Fairy Tail is that it's full of exciting people. Her future dream is to find the perfect guy – you and me both, sister. She has a good relationship with Azrael and someone named Mana Alberona. And the most difficult job she had was stopping a lava lizard from destroying a village. Oh man, she is so cool – literally and figuratively!"
"Fairy Tail is full of interesting characters." Blaise said, flipping through one of the other magazines. "It's no wonder you admire them."
"To think, Fairy Tail was the Guild where my mom met my dad." Izumi smiled softly, leaning back into her bed with the magazine overhead. "If I could join Fairy Tail, I could go on exciting adventures and meet tons of people just like they did. To be a Fairy Tail Wizard – that's my dream."
"The boss was really mad tonight."
The tan-skinned teenager shot up in her bed, blinking curiously – the magazine had somehow landed on her head. A few rough voices were carrying from the street below through the open window on the other end of the room. It was past ten o'clock, which meant most of the stores were closed for the night. There were no bars or taverns in Olender Town, so there wasn't a possibly of a few stray drunkard walking around. With Blaise saddled on her shoulder, the foreign girl leaned closer to the window and peek through the opening down to the barely lit street. Surprisingly enough, the three thugs from the Dragon Fang that attacked earlier were walking around in the dead of night – the smell of burnt hair was apparent even from this distance. From her position, Izumi could point out the number of holes and burn marks on their clothing almost as if they had been caught in a fire fight.
"It's that stupid little Fairy stripper's fault!" Blue shouted annoyed. "If she hadn't gotten in the way, we could've done our job right."
"I didn't think a kid from Fairy Tail could be that tough." Red remarked dreadfully. "The boss doesn't like losing, especially if it's against those Fairy Tail bastards. Though I don't really get what he has against those guys anyway."
"I'm still trying to figure out why we're named after colors." Green said clueless.
"Well, we won't have to worry about that brat anymore." Red smirked confidently. "After the boss is done with that ice stripper, there'll be one less Fairy running around."
"That doesn't sound very nice." Blinking in a confused manner, the gorilla-like thugs looked between each other before turning back. A moment later, Izumi jumped down from her window on the second floor, landing gracefully on her feet, with her Exceed partner clamped firmly on her shoulder. "If you guys are talking about Ur, I might wanna have a word with this boss of yours."
"Hey, they were with the stripper earlier." Blue said pointedly.
"Ur's not a stripper!" Izumi yelled defiantly. "She's an exhibitionist!"
"You're not really helping." Blaise sweat-dropped.
"Hey since the boss is gonna be busy with that icy stripper…" Green chuckled lecherously. "Let's have a little fun with her little friend."
When a group of three eight-foot, bulky men started shooting perverted expressions, most women would have the common sense to run in the opposite direction. Izumi was doing her best to keep a straight face, which failed miserably in comparison to her stony-faced partner. The tri-colored wizards of the Dragon Fang charged forward like savage monkeys with their hand outstretched to nab the foreign teenager at the first opportunity.
Now Izumi was laughing.
At the same time, Ur Fullbuster was walking around the empty streets of Olender Town in the dead of night with no supervision, lights, or a shirt – she had given up on it a while back. What could possibly go wrong? Besides the occasional street trash that tried to stick bills in her bra, the Ice-Make Wizard found Olender Town to be very peaceful, which is a drastic change from the chaos of Fairy Tail Guild. Ur visibly frowned at the calm – she preferred broken glass and loud profanity over calm and quiet any day. The only highlight of her day was taking down a group of lowlife thugs and meeting Izumi.
The Ice-Make Slayer stopped in her track when thinking of the foreign girl. Though she was from a different country and probably didn't know the first thing about Fiore Wizards, there was no denying her genuine desire to join Fairy Tail. She could see it in Izumi's eyes – how they sparkled at the very mention of the troublesome Guild. Then again, Ur couldn't blame her since it was the same Guild where her mother had claimed as home. Having admired her own father since she was little, Ur could understand Izumi's need to be closer to the parent she never knew.
"I wonder what she's doing now." Ur murmured softly, staring up at the starry sky. "With a scary caretaker like hers, I'll bet she won't be getting off easy. Next time I see her, maybe I can ask her to come back with me to Magnolia. I bet she'd love to see the Fairy Tail Guild in person."
"There's been a slight change in plans, brat."
Ur gasped and swiftly slammed her fist into her open palm, calling on her frosty-blue Magic Circle to cover her hands. The shirtless Wizard scolded herself for not noticing the group of men that had surrounding her while she was busy daydreaming. There were at least thirty wizard and all of them were wearing the symbol of the Dragon Fangs on some part of their body. Despite being vastly outnumbered, Ur had a feeling that they were simply garden-variety wizards and wouldn't be too much of a challenge for someone of her level.
"So you boys wanna play, huh?" Ur scoffed mockingly. "Fine by me. You all saved me the trouble of looking for ya."
"You're surrounded, brat!" One of the wizards proclaimed confidently. "When we're done beating you up, we're gonna have a little fun before we hand you over to the boss."
"It's always the same." Ur sighed irritably. "No matter where I go, I always run into perverts. Well, it's about time I taught you boys how to treat a lady proper. Ice-Make: Floor!"
Slamming her palms into the ground, the shirtless wizards created a thick layer of ice that covered every surface within a twenty foot radius. A majority of the Dragon Fang Wizards slipped on the smooth surface and fell on their heads, promptly knocking them out. The lucky few that remained conscious were cautiously pushing themselves back to their feet, mostly slipping and sliding in every direction. Ur, having already created frozen skates on the bottom of her shoes, glided across the newly created ice rink and took the opportunity to topple anyone that was attempt to get back up. You heard the expression 'kicking them when they're down' – that would fit adequately in this situation.
Some of the smarter few wizards – Ur was surprised there were any – managed to claw themselves away from the frozen floor. Once they regained their footing, the Dragon Fang Wizards were attempting to attack from a distance using long-range magic. That would have worked under most conditions, but Ur had already planned ahead by clapped her fist into her open palm, calling up her frozen circle again. Without even uttering a word, the shirtless wizard swiped her hands outwards and summoned a snowflake-like shield between here and the streams of flying magic. Once the attacks had been diverted, Ur moved into her signature position, calling forth her Magic Circle for a third time.
"Ice-Make: Club!" Ur exclaimed.
The Ice-Make Wizard punched her fist forward, which transformed into solid ice before extending beyond normal limits. The few thugs that were standing were instantly knocked to the ground before they even had the chance to blink. Ur made a mental note to Gajeel for showing her the Iron Dragon's Club, which she based this technique from. The Ice-Make Wizard was suddenly snapped back to reality when her Ice-Make: Club was violently stopped – a powerful thud echoed in the background.
Ur looked ahead in confusion, finding a pink-haired man holding her frozen weapon in place with only one hand. She tried pulling her arm back, but the rosy-haired man refused to relinquish his grip on the club. Based on the amount of strength he had and the given fact that he was the only one conscious, Ur surmised that he was the new Guild Master of the Dragon Fangs. His pink-colored hair, his scale-patterned scarf, and the lengthy canines all seem very familiar to Ur, but she couldn't remember where.
"So your Gray's little brat." The Guild Master said menacingly; his grip was like a steel clamp. "Figures a underwear wearing bastard like Gray would raise a stripping whore."
"Hey, who do you think you are talking about my dad like that?" Ur sneered.
"You really don't remember." The Guild Master snickered darkly; the ice club was starting to crack in his hand. "I used to be Fairy Tail's greatest wizard for a while, but I never really like you exhibitionist dad. Maybe you remember me as…Fairy Tail's Salamander."
"You expect me to believe that you're Natsu Dragneel?" Ur said in a skeptical tone. "I know he and my dad never got along, but Natsu wasn't the type of person to turn his back on the Fairy Tail Guild. It was his family – his home. The real Natsu Dragneel would never betray his nakama."
"Nakama." The man claiming to be Natsu repeated in a mocking tone. "You're still hung up in that whole nakama crap. Looks like it's time of for me to teach you're the real world, brat. Starting with lesson one: the only one you can trust is yourself!"
Though she seriously believed that this 'Natsu' was just another imposter, she started having second doubts when his right hand was covering in a layer of flames. The ability to produce fire wasn't uncommon, but the ability to draw flames from the body itself was only known to one type of wizards: Fire Dragon Slayers. With his hand coated in fire, Natsu closed his hand around the frozen club, shattering the end to crystal shards on the ground. Fortunately, there was no long term damage as Ur was able to recall the ice club back and reform her hand to its natural form, leaving it only slightly burned.
The Dragon Fang Guild Master wasn't satisfied just yet – the manic look in his eyes was pinned on the teenage wizard. Fidgeting slightly, Ur slammed her fist into her open palm and attempted to summon her Magic Circle to counter the imposter's impressive magic. But before she even had the opportunity to choose her next move, Natsu had closed the distance between them and reeled his flame-coated fist back. In that one instant, Ur unconsciously released her magic, preventing any chance of defending.
She instinctively raised her arms in defense, not a second too soon before feeling the searing fire bristle against her skin. The impact of the fire-coated fist threw Ur off her feet and sent the Ice-Make Wizard flying into the window of a nearby shop, smashing the glass on impact. Ur groaned weakly, suffering the consequence of the bruises forming on her forearms and the shard of glass prickling her skin. She didn't think the imposter would be as strong as he was – she almost believed he was Natsu Dragneel.
Speaking of whom, the Fire-user stepped over the threshold of the store with a bundle of fire emitting from his hand. Ur glared at the faker as pushed herself up, careful to avoid the glass littering the floor.
"So you're still alive?" Natsu said, sounding almost disappointed. "That kinda sucks."
"I'll admit, your magic is…similar to his." Ur stated with narrowed eyes. "But I refuse to believe you're the real Natsu."
"Kids never learn, do they?" Natsu sniggered menacingly; the flames in his hands grew. "They always wanna do things the hard way. All right then, it's time for lesson two of Salamander's School of Hard Knocks: quit while you're ahead."
Ur moved her hands to form the sign of her Ice-Make magic, but by the time show would finish, the Natsu imposter would already have beaten her within an inch of her life. As it was, the man known as Salamander was already above the shirtless wizard with his signature flame-coated fist clenched behind his head. Ur wished for a miracle at this point, but never really expecting it to come true. So you could imagine the look on her face when the false Natsu was suddenly knocked out of the air by a blur of purple. The pink-haired Guild Master cried out in shock as he was kicked through the already broken window and back into the open streets.
Ur blinked dumbfounded when something large landing a few feet away from her. The beast was felines roughly a few inches shorter than herself with royal-purple fur, a slender figure, and piercing-gold eyes. Her attire consisted of a pair of form-fitting, white pants with a matching shirt, a lavender coat over top, and a red opal pendant around her neck. Looking over the human-like cat, it didn't take long for her to put the pieces together in her head and match them up with someone she easily recognized.
"Blaise?" Ur said confused.
"Hello, Ur." Blaise replied in a suave manner. "Didn't think we'd see you again so soon."
"We?" Ur repeated.
"Hey, Ur!" Izumi exclaimed as she popped up behind the wizard; Ur screamed slightly in surprise. "You looked like you had your hands full, so we thought we'd try to help. Hope we're not bothering you or anything."
"No, you came at the perfect time." Ur smiled gratefully. "I thought the Dragon Fangs were just a bunch of stupid thugs looking to make a quick buck, but I didn't expect their Guild Master to know Fire Dragon Slayer Magic." He looked through the broken window to see the fake Natsu pulling himself back up. "If we'd known there was someone like him running the Dragon Fangs, Fairy Tail would have sent someone like Asuka or my dad to deal with him."
"Is he that strong?" Blaise asked worried.
"Not just strong, but fast, too." Ur proclaimed, keeping a steady eye on the target. "He won't even give me a chance to use my Ice-Make Magic."
"No problem." Izumi said confidently. "Blaise's Battle Mode makes her ten times faster than normal – she's the fastest Exceed in Fiore!"
"I'm afraid that is inaccurate, Izumi." Blaise stated, much to the confusion of the girls. "I am…the fastest Exceed in the world!"
"Yay!" Izumi cheered.
"Is anyone even paying attention to the fire-breathing psychopath?" Ur thought dryly before stiffening. "Wait…fire-breathing?"
The Ice-Make Wizard did a double take – a sense of terror building itself in her heart. While the girls had been chatting amongst themselves, the false Salamander had filled his cheeks to the brim with raging flames. The Dragon Fang Guild Master formed a funnel with his hands and breathed through it, creating a concentrated stream of flames.
"Fire Dragon Roar!" Natsu exclaimed
The river of fire impacted the store with enough ferocity to literally blow the roof off the place. Various sorts of glass, shingles, and other assorted good were raining down on the empty street – the explosion shook many of the town residents awake. All the while, the leader of the Dragon Fang Guild watched the beautiful carnage that was laid out before him.
"That oughta teach Gray and those Fairy Tail flies." Natsu said proudly. "Nobody messes with the Great Salamander, Natsu Dragneel."
"What…?"
Natsu hissed inwardly before he swung around, find Izumi and Ur kneeling a good distance away from him – Blaise was panting on the ground, having been forced to revert to her normal form. Apparently, Blaise had made a grab for both girls and rushed them to safety before the store exploded, using up the remaining energy she had in her battle form. Her god-blessed speed combined with her Battle Mode uses a tremendous about of magical energy. Lucky, the most either of the girls suffered was minor cuts.
Ur, though still worried that she couldn't outmatch the imposter, pressed her fist into her open palm again to summon her frosty Magic Circle. The shirtless wizard started making preparation for her Ice-Make: Roar when Izumi suddenly staggered into her line of fire. Ur wanted to tell the girl to move, but she noticed something different about the normal excitable foreigner. Her eyes were cold and narrow towards the pink-haired Dragon Slayer – anger seemed to roll off of her in waves.
"What…did you…say?" Izumi questioned; her voice restricted. "What…did you say…your name was?"
"Natsu Dragneel." Natsu answered irritably. "What's it to you?"
"You son of a bitch…" Izumi hissed lowly. "Attack my friend is one thing, trying to kill me is another, but no one – I mean, no one – ruins my dad's good name!"
"You're dad?" Natsu repeated, visibly stunned. "Who the hell are you?"
"I am Izumi A. Dragneel!" Izumi roared furiously. "I am the daughter of Fairy Tail's Salamander! And I am going to kick your ass!"
"No way!" Ur exclaimed shockingly; Natsu's expression matched her own. "Her dad was Natsu Dragneel!"
"It's true." Blaise said exhaustedly, leaning against Ur's leg. "Izumi is the daughter of Natsu Dragneel and Lucy Heartfilia. Izumi has always taken pride in being the child of Fairy Tail's greatest wizards and has zero tolerance for anyone who would dare speaking ill against them. For her, it is a matter of family honor."
"What the hell?" Natsu muttered to himself. "Those guys never said anything about him having a kid."
"This is perfect." Ur said with newfound determination. "With her Fire Dragon Slayer Magic, Izumi can just eat up that imposter's magic."
"No." Blaise said bluntly; Ur blinked. "Since neither Natsu nor any other fire dragons were around to teach Izumi the ways of Fire Dragon Slayer Magic, she can't devour or control fire."
"Are you serious?" Ur exclaimed frantically.
"Hey, thanks for the tip, kitty." 'Natsu' cackled victoriously. Holding out his right hand, the pink-haired imposter summoned an impressively-sized fireball over his head. "Hey, brat, give a little message to your real papa. Tell him to burn in hell!"
With a loud grunt, the leader of the Dragon Fangs hurled the massive projectile down the road directly for the tan-skinned foreigner. Ur tried calling her Ice-Make Magic to stop the flaming sphere, but Blaise quickly slapped her hands away. The purple Exceed shook her head at the shirtless wizard, silently telling her to leave it to Izumi. Speaking of whom, the daughter of the Salamander stared down the fireball, giving away no signs of fear or flinching. Then once the flaming sphere was in reach, Izumi pushed her hands forward and stopped the fireball in midflight – she didn't even sweat from the heat.
Ur and Natsu's jaws dropped to the ground with their eyes practically bulging out of their skulls. It wasn't enough that the girl would a flaming projectile head on, but to be able to catch it with her bare hands without cringing seemed almost impossible. But the performance didn't end them. Though it was very brief, a black circle with a dragon's face flashed on the surface of the fireball – Ur recognized it as a Magic Circle. A moment later, the once orange-red fireball was transformed to sphere of pitch-black flames.
Before anyone had a chance to process what happened, Izumi opened her mouth as wide as she could and breathed in deeply, sucking the dark blaze down her throat. By the time Izumi had finished with every lick of black fire, Ur was certain that her brain had short-circuited. Burping in an not-so lady-like manner, Izumi wiped her mouth with her arm, flashing a dangerous grin to the imposter.
"Thanks, man." Izumi smirked. "I was getting hungry."
"What the hell?" Natsu screamed shrilly.
"I thought you said she couldn't eat fire." Ur said, sounding utterly baffled to Blaise.
"It's true: Izumi can't eat normal fire." Blaise explained smugly. "Izumi is only capable of devouring black fire. But since black fire is nonexistent, Izumi uses her own magic to change the composition of any flame she comes in contact with and transform them into black flames." Ur stared at her new friend, appearing to have gained a newfound respect for the foreigner. "Izumi uses a type of magic I never thought existed…"
"All right, you fake bastard." Izumi said dangerously; a layer of black flames ignited around her hands. "Now that I've had a good meal, I'm all fired up!"
"Izumi's magic is unique only to her." Blaise concluded. "It's called Black Dragon Slayer Magic."
"Black Dragon Slayer Magic?" Ur repeated in awe.
"Here I go!" Izumi screamed. Jumping high into the air, the foreign teenager strength out her hand with the black flames forming into the shape of a dragon's claw. "Black Dragon Claw!"
Panicking slightly on his part, the false Salamander ignited his fist and swung around to meet with her attack. The contact between the two flames instantly increased the temperature of the surrounding area, wilting plants and melting the icy floor that Ur created. But despite being seemingly even in strength, Izumi's magic started spreading down the imposter's arms and altered his flames to a darker composition. This provided the extra strength Izumi needed to push ahead and knock away the faker's hand. With her opponent wide open for attack, the tan-skinned girl swiped her claw across the imposter's face and sent him flying in the distance.
The force of the Black Dragon Slayer threw her adversary crashing through not one, not two, but four buildings in a row. There was no telling how far the false Salamander was sent, but if he was smart enough, he wouldn't dare show his face around Izumi again. The daughter of Fairy Tail's Dragon Slayer smiled proudly at herself, dissolving the lingering flames on her hand.
"And that's a wrap." Izumi smiled, clapping her hands for a job well done.
"That was amazing…" Ur complimented impressively. "But you overdid worse than me!"
Looking back on everything, Izumi did realize that she may have gone a little overboard in the heat of the moment. Nearby stores now displayed melting foods and materials, the local plant-life met and untimely end, and a good number of buildings were completely demolished. Needless to say, she did her father proud.
"Oops." Izumi said nonchalantly.
"We are in so much trouble for this." Blaise commented.
"Man, that was seriously impressive." Ur stated honestly. "And I don't mean the magic, either. No one has been able to destroy that much property since out parents worked together on the same team. You know, I think you guys would be just perfect."
"Perfect for what?" Blaise asked curiously.
"To join Fairy Tail, silly." Ur giggled. "You wanted to join, right?"
A moment of stunned silence between them as Izumi and Blaise slowly turned to face one another. Though they didn't say anything at first, the Ice-Make Wizard could already see the gears turning in their heads. They haven't even in Fiore for a day and they were already one step closer to completing their dream. No longer able to keep it in, Izumi jumped high with a thunderous squeal and her fist pumped in the air.
"All right!" Izumi cheered. "We're going to join Fairy Tail."
"I guess dreams really do come true." Blaise smiled happily. "But what about…"
"IZUMI! BLAISE!"
The cheery atmosphere took a sudden nosedive as all three females stiffed at the furious tone – it was a sound that would make even the great dragons tremble in fear. Very hesitantly, the triad of magical heroes turned their attention down the street as a trail of smoke was creeping closer towards their location. Even from this distance, they could tell that a very, very, very pissed off Marina was charging down the road at an ungodly rate.
"DID YOU TWO DESTROY ANOTHER TOWN?" Marina yelled outrageously. "JUST WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!"
"Crap, it's Marina!" Izumi screaming cowardly.
"Every cat for themselves!" Blaise shouted, running as fast as her little legs could carry her.
Though she wasn't directly involved with the whole thing, Ur had a sneaking suspicion that Izumi's guardian would somehow pin the blame on her. She didn't bother waiting around to find out. That night, two teenaged girls and their cat were chased out of Olender Town by a blue-haired and arrived in Magnolia the next day.
One hour after the battle had passed, the false Salamander regained consciousness and found himself in an abandoned warehouse. Why Olender Town even had a warehouse was another question. The man who claimed to be Natsu Dragneel was buried under a mixture of broken creates and what looked to be…plush toys? Yeah, this was a strange town. The fake Natsu didn't have enough magical energy to burn away the debris – that Izumi girl seemed to have sucked up his fire magic – and crawled his way out. The fake Natsu grumbled to himself, still not comprehending how he was able to lose to a teenaged girl, even if it was Natsu Dragneel's daughter.
"That little brat thinks she's beaten me." Natsu growled, clenching his fists. "Well, we'll see about that. I just need to build the Guild back up again, find some stronger wizards, and get a replacement Lacrima for the one that brat broke. After that, it'll rip her in two."
"You sound confident for a guy that got beat by a fifteen year-old girl." The false Salamander the voice to the rafters above, finding the young girl sitting in the shadows. "I heard that men with wounded prides tend to be self-conscious."
"Tori Kago." Natsu glared. "What do you want – I'm busy."
"Don't sound so ungrateful after everything we've done for you." Tori giggled playfully. "We gave you skin grafts, hair transplants, vocal cord replacements, eye contacts, and even a nice little Lacrima to give you the powers of the Fire Dragon Slayer. Everything you could possibly need to make people think that you were the real Natsu Dragneel." She swung her legs back and forth in an amused manner. "But even after all that, you're still the same pathetic man the Master found begging for loose pocket change. To think that you were once revered as Eisenwald's Erigor the Reaper."
"Shut it, Kago!" The imposter, now revealed to be Erigor.
"Well, you did a good job, nonetheless." Tori commented gleefully. "Now we know the extent of the Dragon Lacrima's power and can work on picking out the few flaws it has. And plus, that new Black Dragon Slayer girl looks like she could be someone valuable. All in all, it wasn't a bad night."
"Then you can go." Erigor huffed.
"None yet." Tori replied in a sing-song tone. "You see, the master also sent me here to clean up any…messes."
"Messes?" Erigor repeated questionably.
"Sorry, Erigor, but your part's done." Tori smiled playfully. "The Crusade has no use for a failure experiment."
At the instant, an expression of absolute fear washed over the false Salamander's expression – Tori giggled at this. Taking in a short breath, the hidden girl started to whistle a soothing melody that most people would find lovely. But as she continue to play her enchanting song, the windows of the warehouse started to crack, the metal support beams vibrated roughly, and the local animals started howling and screeching for unknown reasons. But for the man once known as Erigor the Reaper, the beautiful song was the most terrible thing he had ever heard.
The false Salamander threw up his hands to his skull, wish to crack it open to relieve the pressure. It wasn't a moment later that his eardrums were shattered and blood began spilling from her ears, nose, and even the corner of his eyes. The fallen elite of Eisenwald only took one last look at the hidden girl before his world fell black. Erigor the Reaper dropped to his knees and fell forward, following his namesake into the next world. Hidden in the rafters above the corpse, Tori Kago laughed silently to herself before disappearing into the night sky.
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Name: Ur L. Fullbuster
Age: 16
Magic: Ice-Make (Slayer)
Likes: Ice Cream, Izumi
Dislikes: hereditary striping habit
Relatives: Gray Fullbuster (Father), Juvia Fullbuster (Mother), Kouji Fullbuster (Younger brother, Deceased)
Description: A thoughtful and vibrant woman that perfected her own unique branch of Ice-Make Magic she has appropriately named Slayer Ice-Make. She was heavily influenced by her father at a young age, leading her to follow his unnatural stripping habit. Unlike their parents, Ur and Izumi are genuinely best friends.