Fairy Tail: Rekindle
Fairy Tail, Rave © Hiro Mashima
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Chapter Seven: Cold Steal
Traveling by train was generally the best way to get from place to place in Fiore and occasionally a relaxing venture. Through the windows, one could see the endless pasture of the countryside flying by and snowcapped mountains painted into the background. But for this special occasion, one would be lucky – or unlucky in this scenario – to spot the rare chunks of a weak stomached Dragon Slayer.
The newly formed Team XL of Fairy Tail found a seat close to the front of the passengers car with Izumi Dragneel flailing out the window in an attempt to escape the moving deathtrap. Ur sweat dropped as she maintained a grip on the Dragon Slayer's jacket, shooting a sheepish smile to other passengers staring at them strangely. When you're a member of Fairy Tail, you get used to this sort of attention. In the opposite seat, Blaise was diligently ignoring her partner's antics, instead choosing to focus on the five pound flounder on the silver platter in her lap. Ur was still clueless on how the Exceed managed to convince the conductor to personally serve a five-star meal, but she wasn't complaining. And finally, the newest and most unwilling member was Kane Redfox, Fairy Tail's strongest wizard and the reason Izumi's right arm was presently in a cast.
The iron giant rested his head in his palm, staring out to the fleeting pasture with his usual expression of irritation – Ur can't remember the last time he smiled. He must have been born with that scowl. As the half-naked Ice-Make wizard managed her best to keep Izumi from falling out, she took the time to better study the mountain of muscle – her father always says she's overly cautious. The most that Ur knew about Kane was that he was the tallest of the New Generation wizards and was the physically strongest of everyone in Fairy Tail. That's pretty much the length of what everyone knew. No one knows his type of magic and he has only accepted solo jobs in the last four years, preventing everyone from knowing. That was a little too suspicious for Ur's taste.
Ur's examination must have been more obvious than she thought because Kane noticed her out of his peripheral vision and glowered at the shirtless wonder.
"What are you looking at, stripper?" Kane hissed.
"No need to be rude." Ur remarked, giving Izumi a final tug and placing the Dragon Slayer's head into her lap. Wendy says it helps with Izumi's father so she expected the same thing. "I was just wondering how you were feeling. I mean, this is the first time you've ever worked on a team."
"Yeah, some team." Kane scoffed. "A frozen exhibitionist, a wingless cat, and a newbie that can't even handle a train ride."
"Gonna…kick…your…ugh…" Izumi managed to slur queasily.
"Well, it's not all bad." Ur chuckled uncomfortably, petting the poor blond's head. "Motion sickness is a good sign that she is a super strong and perfectly healthy Dragon Slayer. Wendy-Sama and even your own dad didn't get motion sickness until they were super strong like Natsu-Sama and Laxus-Sama."
"What's with the '-sama' stuff" Kane sweatdropped.
"Hey…" Izumi moaned weakly; her face now a yellowish-green. "How come…you're not...getting…sick? Your…dad's a…Dragon…Slayer…right? So…shouldn't…you…Ugh! I'm gonna die!"
"Where'd you get the idea that I was a Dragon Slayer?" Kane questioned with his arms crossed.
"So you're not Fairy Tail's fifth Dragon Slayer?" Blaise asked interestingly.
"Hell no." Kane jeered, leaning back into his seat. "Everyone knows the fifth Dragon Slayer is…."
"Anyway!" Ur interrupted loudly; Izumi pushed back the urge to vomit. "Before we get to Freesia Town, we need to set some ground rules. Fairy Tail is famous for two things: amazing magically ability…and an unparalleled sense of destruction. Since our employer is paying a hugereward for our help, we'll have to make sure that we keep the damage to a minimum or he'll deduct in from our pay."
"You do know this is Izumi we're talking about, right?" Blaise commented sarcastically; the Dragon Slayer would glare if she wasn't holding back a flood of bile. "I'm pretty sure Izumi's middle name stands for annihilation…actually, I don't know what he middle name is and I've known her for eight years. Odd."
"Back to the topic at hand." Ur sweatdropped. "We're gonna have to make a good impression with this guy, so…" All of a sudden, Kane hopped up from his seat and started walking towards the back of the car. "H-Hey, where do you think you're going? I'm not done talking yet!"
"Your voice gives me a headache." Kane commented; the throbbing vein was visible Ur's skull. The iron giant threw open the door, stepping out into the section between cars. "If you need me, I'll be on the roof. And even if you need me, I'm not helpin'."
"Why the roof?" Blaise raised her brow thoughtfully.
"What do you think?" Kane sneered before slamming the door shut.
"Honestly…" Ur sighed in aggravation. "Sometimes, that guy can be a little strange."
"Says the girl that lost her pants." Blaise commented.
"CRAP!" Ur shrieked, once again clad in stripped undergarments.
While the dysfunctional team tried sorting through their problems, activity was taking place engineer room. The man conducting the train's activities was going about his final preparations as they were closing in on the final stretch towards Freesia Town. As he was checking the engine's temperature, the door behind him suddenly slammed open. Turning around, the unfortunate engineer came face-to-face with four silver polished revolvers aimed towards his head – the urge to throw his hands and whimper like a school girl was rather instinctive. The assailants wore similar clothing consisting of a particular theme: light-brown ponchos with multicolored markings, brown-leather belts with handgun holsters, and apple-red bandannas covering their faces. Yeah…typical bandit attire.
"Sorry 'bout bargin' in on your business, mate." A smooth, accented voice intruded. "But as you can see, we also have business with the people about this train, aight."
The last of the gang of bandits – most likely their leader – walked into the room with a spring in his step and a wheat stalk in his teeth. He was a particularly good-looking gentleman with wave of lengthy, sunny-blond hair tied into a short ponytail. His attire was typical to that of a stereotypical western cowboy: a plain-white dress shirt with black vest overtop, a pair of tan jeans covered by pitch-black chaps, leather-brown boots with silver spurs, a black-leather belt with a large golden bull buckle, and a typical western hat. The gang leader didn't seem to sport any weapons in comparison to his comrades, but there was probably a logical explanation. The oddly dressed man approached the trembling engineering, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Hey, don't get your grundies in a twist, mate." The cowboy leader chuckled playfully. "We ain't gonna hurt ya at all. We're just gonna make sure you don't go calling any diggers and cause us a load o' trouble, savvy?" He turned to address one of his henchmen. "Tie this wanker up so he don't do anything stupid." Two of his followers took the engineer away on his orders. "Now then, mates, let's go introduce ourselves."
Back in the passenger cars, the Dragon Slayer of Team XL was left face-down in the seat cushions after Ur is moved herself to Kane's empty seat. After Izumi threatened to heave five times in the last ten minutes, the Ice-Make wizard no longer felt safe in the presence of her best friend.
"Ugh…I'm dying…" Izumi moaned.
"Aren't you being a little dramatic?" Blaise replied dryly.
"Too bad Wendy isn't here." Ur sighed disappointedly. "She could have cast Troia on Izumi to get rid of that annoying motion sickness."
"You dropped the '-Sama' so casually." Blaise commented deadpanned.
The wizard and Exceed tensed up when Izumi's looked ready to upchuck the remains of her early lunch, but she thankfully managed to swallow in down – she only looked worse afterwards. If Ur had guessed right, they should have left the station in Magnolia around two hours ago, which meant they only had half-an-hour until they reached Freesia. As long as nothing exciting or troublesome happened until then, they may be lucky enough to get through the trip puke free...you pretty much know what happens next. Not even ten second had passed before the doors to the passenger car flew open and the horribly fashioned bandits rushed into the coach with pistol loaded. The intrusion of the oddly dressed outlaws caused a quick rush of murmurs and tension between the travelers – the matter was quickly resolved with a warning shot to the ceiling.
"All right, nobody move!" One of the henchmen commanded. "This here's a robbery! If anyone tries something funny, they'll get a bullet between the eyes!"
"A train robbery?" Ur commented in a bored manner. "Seriously? What kinda twelfth-rate criminals rob a train these days?"
"This reminds me of those old Western movies Izumi and I used to make fun of back in Seven." Blaise said unimpressed, ruffling through the newspaper she pulled out from hammer space. "All that's missing is a couple of horses, a few tumbleweeds, and Clint Eastwood." She looked up from the paper just as the bandit leader walked in. "Oh, there he is."
"G'day, mates!" The leader exclaimed excitedly. "My name is Ripper and I will be your conductor this evening. As you may have already guessed, we've taken over this here train and holdin' y'all hostage. As long as y'all don't do anything stupid, we might get out of this in one piece. And hey, at least y'all have a nice little story to tell your sprogs."
"You can't do this to us." One brave – or incredibly stupid – passenger stated.
The bandit leader known as Ripper took notice of the rebellious passenger, making a mental note of the skinny man's trembling – he was all bark, no bite. The Western clothed thief could have just left him off with a warning, but it didn't want to give the other passengers the idea that it was ok to talk back to him. Watching the scene from the opposite end of the carriage, Ur observed the brief flash of orange light radiating around Ripper's feet. Growing up with two wizard parents and an…eccentric guild like Fairy Tail, Ur recognized a magic circle when she saw one. This guy wasn't an ordinary bandit – he was a wizard.
Ripper jumped from his position, where he surprisingly managed to plant his feet to the ceiling before rebounding to the right side window. Ur was able to identify his spell: Bounce Magic, the ability cling and recoil against any surface while increasing one's momentum for an extra boost of strength. Spring off the surface of the window, Ripper shuttled across the carriage and pressed his feet forward to collide with the rebellious passenger's chest. The force of the impact not only threw the victim out of his seat, but smashed him through the reinforced window and sent him tumbling into the grassy plain as they passed by.
"Let that be a lesson to ya drangos." Ripper said confidently. "Ripper Roo always gets what he wants, savvy?"
"Isn't Ripper Roo the name of a boss in that old video game?" Blaise sweatdropped. "You know, the one about the orange badger that liked to spin around a lot and fought against the scientist with the abnormally large head."
"I thought…it was a…marsupial." Izumi moaned.
"Seven certainly has an…interesting culture." Ur commented with uncertainty.
"Hey, boss, check this out!" The wizards and Exceed looked up to find one of the henchmen holding them at gunpoint. "I think got ourselves a stripper on board! Go on, give us a little dance, stripper!"
"For the last time, I'm not a stripper!" Ur yelled angrily. "Why does everyone keep saying that?"
"Gee, I wonder why." Blaise mumbled sarcastically.
"It's not every day ya see a Sheila in her knickers." Ripper grinned in a perverted manner. "If she's not a stripper, she must be one o' them exhibitionist types – now that just makes her even hotter."
"Then why don't I cool things down?" Ur said in a challenging manner.
Ur's reflexes were swift to snatch the nearest henchman by the wrist and force it around his back, disabling the use of his weapon. The half-naked wizard then summoned her own magic circle, sending the temperature in the carriage freefalling at an alarming rate. A thick layer of frost was formed around Ur's hands and stretched across the arms before spreading to the rest of the body. In a matter of seconds, the passenger car had its own bandit ice sculpture. As the Ice-Make Wizard kicked the frozen outlaw into an open seat, the other henchmen staggered back fretfully with the firearms aimed at the wizard. In contrast to his spineless followers, Ripper looked even more excited and even spotted the blue Fairy Tail stamp on her left breast. Although, his attention was more driven to something a little…lower.
"Hey, hey, check it out, mates!" Ripper exclaimed exuberantly. "We got ourselves a wizard on board – A Fairy Tail wizard at that. Hmm…dark hair, Ice Molding Magic, a tendency to strip – still very hot by the way. You wouldn't happen to be related to Gray Fullbuster, would ya?" The half-naked wizard remained mute. "Ooh, so cold; I like that. Boys, be good cobbers and teach this Sheila a lesson."
"But she's a wizard, boss." One of the henchmen proclaimed.
"You bunch of spineless drongos." Ripper groaned loudly. "There's four of us and only one of her."
Not long after it is said, one of the farthest henchmen vanished in a blur of lavender and white. A sudden thud of pounding metal drew the passenger's attention to the back of the carriage, where the missing henchman was rendered unconscious when his skull slammed into the wall. The claw holding the minion's cranium belonged to a royal-purple feline with a slender human figure and piercing-gold eyes. Her attire consisted of a pair of form-fitting, white pants, a plain-white matching shirt with a lavender coat over top, and a red opal pendant around her neck. It had been along since she had seen this form, but Ur distinctly remembered Blaise's Battle Mode. The speedy feline released his grip on the poor man's throbbing head, cracking her knuckles in an intimidating fashion.
"You might wanna count again." Blaise said smoothly. "Because with me makes two."
"And with me makes three!" Izumi shouted as she jumped up energetically. However, this only made her motion sickness worse and she flopped back down to her seat, looking a nasty shade of green. "On second thought, let's just leave it at two."
"Strewth! Now this is the kinda excitement I've been ichin' for!" Ripper exclaimed enthusiastically, propping himself on top of the seats. "Boys, let's show these Sheilas how we party."
"Sorry, you've been cancelled." Ur retorted, pounding her fist into her open palm. The cold air in the carriage centered around the half-naked wizard and started forming misty curtains behind her forearms. "Ice-Make: Wing Attack!"
The Ice-Make Slayer jumped leaped to the opposite side of the carriage, twirling her arms in a spiral motion. The men cosplaying as bandits sensed the immediate danger of the wizard and pulled their pistols on the half-naked woman. But because of their internal panic, most of their shots were wild and forced many of the passengers to dodge stray bullets – Izumi was too sick to notice four of her hairs missing. The few shots that were on target came in contact with the spiraling mist, instantaneously coated in a thick layer of solid ice before shattering to pieces on the floor. Ur swept between the two henchmen and swung her frost coat arms around the cover them in the misty curtains, effectively transforming them into living ice sculptures before they could react.
Ripper facepalmed – where does he find these losers? In only two minutes, three of his goons were frozen solid and one of them was knocked unconscious by an overgrown housecat. He knew he should have gone to someone like the Southern Wolves or that new mercenary group, Devil Tail. At least they would have lasted more than three seconds. But while the cosplaying cowboy was caught in his mental rant, Blaise had taken this opportunity to dash across the carriage and stop directly behind the bandit leader. The Battle Mode Exceed retracted her claws and made a swipe for Ripper's head, but the cowboy wizard – that is weird to say – was already aware of her intentions. In the brief moment between Blaise's landing and her swipe, Ripper summoned the magic circle to his feet and bounced to the ceiling before he became the Exceed's chew toy.
The thieving wizard jump upward and managed a successfully flip despite the limited space before kicking his heels against the train ceiling. He rebound off the surface and attempted to tackle Blaise, but the Exceed's enhanced speed allowed her to dodge the assault gracefully. Despite having missed his target, Ripper rebound off the floor with his hands and propelled himself to the opposite wall before bouncing himself against across the carriage. After jumping from four different places, confusing most of the passenger's in the process, Ripper managed drop to Blaise's left side and deliver a heavy kick to the Exceed's ribcage. The lavender feline was knocked away to the other end of the carriage, but was able to catch herself in midair and flip back to land on her feet. Blaise scolded herself – how could she have been so foolish as to allow herself to be hit by this clown? One thing was certain: it wouldn't happen again.
As Ur watched the bouncing wizard and the speedy Exceed go head to head – cause many of the passengers to duck their head in panic – the Ice-Make wizard prepared herself for her next attack. Attacking Ripper directly would be impossible because he would just bounce away, so she needed to use a wide-range attack to catch him. Luckily, she just happened to have one. Ur slammed her fist into her open palm, bringing back a familiar chill to the cabin.
"Blaise, get out of the way! I got him!" Ur proclaimed. The Exceed merely nodded and reverted back to her standard form, dropping behind one of the seats. With Blaise out of the way, Ur used her hands to form a funnel around her mouth. "Ice-Make: Roar!"
The chilly wizard exhaled a massive cloud of crystal mist that, much like the Wing Attack, petrified anything it touched in a thick layer of frost. Because of the restricted spacing, Ripper wouldn't have the opportunity to dodge the attack. But instead of trying to run away, the cowboy wizard – still weird to say – leaped to the right side of the passenger car before jumping to the ceiling then to left side and finishing back on the floor again. Ripper repeated this motion several times, moving faster with each repetition. When the freezing mist finally passed over, the Ice-Make: Roar had managed to freeze everything in the carriage except Ripper and the four spaces he landed in.
"What the?" Ur exclaimed shockingly. "What happened? Why didn't he freeze?"
"By moving fast enough, you can increase your own body heat." Blaise explained knowledgably; ignoring the shiver running down her spine. "Clearly, he used his Bounce Magic to jump from point to point, but also to increase his speed and therefore prevent him from freezing over. I didn't really expect him to that."
"Don't play me down as a drongo, mate!" Ripper cackled playfully, continuing his bouncing circle around the car. "How'd ya think I managed to pull off this little caper? I'm the best at what I do, mate!"
"I don't feel so good…" Izumi moaned; her cheeks puffed out with sickness. "I think I'm gonna…"
And with that, Izumi proceeded to expel her lunch all over the train floor. Ur stared at her best friend and tried to turn her head from the disgusting scene, but it was like watching a train wreck – you can't look away. This was the opportunity Ripper had been waiting for. The bouncing wizard skipped off the ceiling tiles and dive-bombed for the half-naked Fairy, pressed his feet against her back and throwing her forward by several feet. Blaise glowered at the cosplay freak and attempted to enter her Battle Mode one more, but Ripper was already one step ahead of her. The bandit leader used his bounce magic to flip backwards and land directly on top of the poor Exceed, effectively squashing her and her magic.
"Ya Sheilas are aight." Ripper grinned in a superior manner. "But ya can't get the best of Ripper Roo."
"I swear, the name of that game is on the tip of my tongue." Blaise commented offhandedly. "Smash something…Bash something…Rash something...I know it was a marsupial."
"Oy, I'm talkin' here!" Ripper snapped.
"Don't think you're going to win." Ur said seriously, motioning her hands into the regular position. "I'm gonna freeze you into the next ice age."
"Too slow, mate." Ripper smirked.
His magic circle appeared around his feet once more and the cowboy wizard – seriously, that is weird to say – bounced himself across the train car. Ur groaned internally; she still wasn't up to the same speed as her father and that would cost her in this match. She still needed a few second to prepare her attack and Ripper was already prepared to end this thing. Just when it looked like Ur was defeated, Ripper made the ultimate mistake…of stepping in Izumi's vomit. Yes, the Black Dragon Slayer's purged lunch saved the day as Ripper Roo unconsciously slipped and landed on his back with a sickening squelch. Many of the passengers groan and looked away with disgusted looks on their faces – probably not one of the pleasing sights on the train.
"Ew…!" Ripper said squeamishly, quickly dropping his exotic accent. "That is so gross! Like mean like, totally nasty. It's all over my clothes and my hair – look at my hair! I think I broke a nail, too!"
"Wow…" Blaise sweatdropped. "Not only is his accent fake, but pretty much everything is, too."
Ur stared at the…feminine version of the bouncing wizard in a dumbfounded state before she realized that her magic circle had been completed. Not wanting to waste this opportunity, Ur pulled back her fist and coated the entire thing from her fingers to her elbows in a thick layer of ice.
"Ice-Make: Iron Fist!" Ur screamed.
Ripper offered little to no resistance through his feminine rant, leaving him – or maybe it would be appropriate to say her - open for a crushing blow directly to the face. The cosplaying wizard was through back to the ground at a distance, sliding along the frozen floor until his back connected with the carriage door. Ripper moaned pathetically, looking close to the verge of crying, while Ur smirking at him insultingly with Blaise sitting proudly on her shoulder.
"The best at what you do, huh?" Blaise said mockingly. "I guess the best at what you do is playing dress up, which, by the way, you are way too old to be doing."
"Just because you look the part…" Ur scoffed lightly. "Doesn't mean you have what it takes to be a real wizard. Maybe you should get a real job as a salon or maybe a shoe store. I bet you'd be the top employee."
"S-Shut up." Ripper whined pathetically. "I am too a real wizard. And if you don't take that back, I'm gonna…I'm gonna…"
"OY!" The wizards nearly jumped out of their skin when Kane slammed open the door. "What the hell is going on down here? I'm gone for twenty minutes and you guys are already getting into trouble! How the hell am I supposed to get any sleep with you dumbasses making such a racket."
That's right – Kane was on the train, too. In all the excitement, Ur and Blaise had forgotten that their strongest man was sleeping somewhere on the roof of the train. The real question was how he hadn't noticed anything going on until now; one of the henchmen had shot a bullet through the ceiling earlier. But while the Ice-Make wizard and Exceed were distracted by their unwilling partner, Ripper saw this as an opportunity he couldn't pass up. Using the power of his Bounce Magic once more, Ripper flipped over Kane and landed directly on his back, wrapping his arm around the giant's throat. The feminine bandit quickly reached into his vest and withdrew a shining revolver, pointing the barrel directly at Kane's skull.
"All right, ya little gits, listen up!" Ripper demanded, confidently donning his exotic accent once more. "You're gonna surrender nice and quietly or I'll blow your mate's brains out."
"Go ahead." Ur replied nonchalantly.
"WHAT?" Ripper shrieked
"WHAT?" Blaise repeated.
"Ugh…" Izumi moaned.
"Go ahead, kill the son of a bitch." Ur smiled devilishly. "I don't like him and he sure as hell doesn't like me." She gained a demonic look in her eyes. "Go on, what are you waiting for? Shoot him! Go on, shoot!"
This girl was serious – she actually wanted him to blow the guys freakin' brains out. With each passing second, Ur took one step closer with her hands motioning to form her magic circle while Kane remained calm and collected as usual. It was like he had no concern for his own life. Ripper was literally sweating bullet – a ironic pun – between the half-naked wizard threatening to permafrost him and the iron giant just staring at his casually out of the corner of his eye. These Fairy Tail wizards were insane. The pressure of just being in the same room as these psychopaths was enough to drive anyone over the edge. And so, with a fretful cry, he pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed in the carriage and many of the passengers covered their eyes and ears. Ur, on the other hand was grinning smugly.
Ripper huffing loudly – not fully comprehending what he had just done – until the sound of clattering metal reach his ears. He looked down and spotted the source of the noise: an unloaded bullet shell with a tip dented inwards. It was only a moment before he realized that the bullet was the one he used to shoot Kane and shakily looked back to the iron giant. Much to his shock and terror, Kane took a bullet directly to the head and the projectile didn't even penetrate his skin. At this point, the only though running through his mind was that Fairy Tail was full of monsters. Finally growing tired of the monkey of his back, Kane reached over his shoulder grasped Ripper by the collar, dangling him several feet off the floor.
"W-W-What are you?" Ripper stammered.
"Isn't it obvious." Kane said coolly, reeling back his clenched fist. "I'm a Fairy Tail wizard."
The Iron fist master showed no mercy as he drilled his knuckles directly into the faker's mouth, literally knocking his teeth out. Ur and many of the passengers flinched with each of the poor man's molars clatter on the floor. Kane nonchalantly dropped Ripper on the floor, leaving whimpering with bleeding gums.
"Isn't that going a little overboard?" Ur grimaced.
"Like you're one to talk." Kane retorted.
The muscular wizard pointed over Ur's shoulder, referring to the use of her magic. Despite her best attempts to restrain her powers, the half-naked wizard had still managed to cover three-quarters of the passenger car in ice – passengers and all.
"Oops." Ur chuckled shyly.
After spending a hour roping all the bandits and thawing out their fellow travelers, the Fairy Tail group had finally reached the station in Freesia Town. The engineer had immediately contacted the Rune Knights after he was freed and the armored soldiers were there waiting for them when the train finally reached it stop. Ur, Kane, and Blaise were watching the Rune Knights carry off Ripper's henchmen to be taken away for imprisonment while Ripper himself took a slight detour to the dentist's office – Kane feign ignorance over the leader's injured state.
"Well, that was an interesting way to start a mission." Blaise commented blandly.
"Well, the good news is…" Ur smiled happily. "We saved the train, Ripper and his goons are going to jail, and best of all…" She motioned to the pair of black jeans she was presently wearing. "I finally found my pants!"
"What about your shirt?" Blaise questioned.
"I think I left it back home." Ur said thoughtfully; Blaise sweatdropped.
"I'm getting tired crap already." Kane grunted, throwing his duffle bag over his shoulder. "I just want to get this damn mission over with so I don't have to look at you a second longer."
"Pleasant as always." Ur remarked sarcastically.
"Hmm…" Blaise hummed as she followed the humans. "Why do I get the feeling we forgot something?"
Meanwhile, as the train was making its return trip to Magnolia station, Izumi was flailing out the window for dear life.
"HELP MEEEEEEE!" Izumi screamed tearfully.
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Fairy Tail Guild Card
Name: Kane Redfox
Age: 18
Magic: *Unknown*
Likes: Solitude, training, contests, being number one, secretly reading
Dislikes: Losing, working on a team, pointless talking, perky people, spicy foods
Relatives: Gajeel Redfox (Father), Levy McGarden (Mother)
Description: For as long as anyone can remember, Kane has always strived to become stronger, mostly pushing himself through grueling training on a daily basis. His years of hard work have made Kane the physically strongest member of Fairy Tail and earned him the title of Kane the Iron Fist. Oddly enough, Kane has never displayed his magical abilities in public, choosing to rely on his fists and only accepts solo missions.