A faint bustling was heard from the streets below as the bright sun was rising to the sky and everyone flooded into the streets.. Edwyn opened his eyes to find the sunlight coming from the window. He rolled out of bed and began to stretch, his muscles still sore from the training the day before. He looked at the bed and found Roxanne still sleeping. The clock in the room showed 7:00 A.M. still hours before their daily training begins. The mage turned and began to get ready for the day. He left the room and walked to the kitchen. It was quite silent in the apartment, the only sound the faint ticking of a clock. He poured some cold milk into a bowl of cereal and looked up to see Roxanne yawning and walking in from the bedroom. "Good morning." he said. grabbing a spoon. She grumbled out a good morning, obviously half asleep, then said, "If you would've waited I could have cooked you breakfast." Edwyn shrugged, his mouth full of cereal. Roxanne made herself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the small wooden table just outside of the kitchen. "We still have a few hours before we're supposed to meet Gildarts." Edwyn said, joining her at the table. Roxanne nodded and took another spoonful of cereal.
Cold winds began to blow harshly. A dull heat radiated from the center of a cold large chamber. "Sir." a voice called out. The rumbling response came slowly, but echoed through the chamber, "I did not send for you! Why are you bothering me?" The woman, seemingly undisturbed, replied, "I have a very important report." "Go on." "Another of our own has fallen at the hands of Fairy Tail mages. Also, Gildarts has arrived in Magnolia. Our scouts say that he is also personally training two mages." The wind stopped abruptly causing the chamber to turn silent. The fire in the center began flickering casting shadows all around. "So, I trust my men to take care of one damned job, kill a damn council member and they can't do that? No, no, it's not them. It's those mages, Fairy Tail." The voice fell silent, a small bit of laughter piercing the chamber, "I guess the time to act is upon us. Their reckoning is nigh, I hope they're prepared for the wrath of hell."
"You've got to focus!" Gildarts yelled, deflecting another attack with ease. Edwyn slid back his face red and sweaty. Roxanne burst forward, releasing a roar and following up with an elbow. Both were defended easily, Gildarts frowned, "Put more effort into it! I told you not to hold back, try to take me down!" Edwyn frowned, he was trying as hard as he could. Frustration was building up as none of his attacks were landing. He attacked once more only to have it deflected. "I told you to focus! Your acting upon frustration, you won't hit me that way." Roxanne lunged in with a flurry of punches and kicks, landing a few. "Good!" Gildarts said, obviously not affected by the attacks that landed. The sight frustrated Edwyn even more, he breathed heavily trying to calm himself. He closed his eyes and focused. Edwyn pulled upon his magic, feeling more power than before, he reveled in it before releasing an attack with newfound speed. As the shadows dissipated from the attack, Gildarts had a smile on his face, "You finally did it!" Edwyn looked at the mage and noticed that he had slid back, it was a very slight movement, maybe not even an inch, but he had caused him to move and was proud of that. The two continued their barrage of attacks until finally Gildarts called for them to stop. "Already you two have made progress, a few more days and there will be a massive difference from when we started. That being said, go home and rest. I'll see you tomorrow."
A loud crash broke the silence followed by flashes of light and more crashes. A storm. Edwyn groaned, recently there has been nothing but storms. He rolled over to look up at a clock, 5 A.M. He had been asleep longer than he thought. Shivering he stood up to put on a shirt, the room was abnormally cold. He turned to look at the bed, Roxanne was gone. More thunder broke through the morning silence. If it had not been for him checking the clock he would've thought it was around midnight from the darkness outside. He walked into the living room looking for Roxanne. The apartment was dark, no sign of her anywhere, he called out for her although she was nowhere to be found, he received no response as he had expected. He turned and put on his jacket although it wouldn't keep him very dry. He left and walked out into the storm, he know where to check, but he still made his way towards the guild.
The doors creaked in protest as Edwyn slowly opened them. He was surprised that even early in the morning the guild was lively as ever. He entered the guild, the noise soon engulfing him, as the doors closed and the chatter became louder the storm seemed to disappear. Inside the guild the only sign that a storm was raging outside were the constant flashes of lightning showing through the windows. Edwyn walked over to the bar and sat down on one of the comfortable chairs. Mirajane walked over to Edwyn, a glass in her hand, "You're here early" she said, polishing the already clean glass. He sat for a second before he replied, "Roxanne hasn't come in has she?" Mirajane continued polishing her glass then shook her head, "No, no she hasn't. She might be at the place where you train with Gildarts, have you checked there?" Running his thumb over a stain on the bar he looked up and said, "No I don't think she'd be there, we still have a long time before we're supposed to meet him." "I wouldn't worry about her, just go home and rest while you have time." "Yeah, you're right. Thanks Mira." The white-haired mage smiled and waved as he walked off.
Thump. Thump. Her heartbeat was the only noise. She opened her eyes and found herself in a completely white room. The walls and floors seemed somehow seamless. The ceiling seemed to be nothing but a large light. She was sitting in a small wooden chair, the only color disrupting the white abyss before her. Roxanne stood up, her heart racing, thoughts filled her mind, her location the forefront. A door opened from somewhere and a voice called from an indescernable location, "Please sit down, Roxanne." The voice was soothing and kind, yet something seemed off about it. She sat down, still confused. A silver-haired man walked into view, something seemed familiar about him. "Ah, here we are. Now, before we begin, are you comfortable?" Roxanne just stared at her feet, ignoring the man before her. "I said," the man grabbed her chin and lifted her face to meet his, "are you comfortable." She nodded, her heart rate still steadily rising. The man flashed an unusual grin, it seemed pained, "Good, good. Good!" He let out a small chuckle and a large sigh before kneeling down, inches from her face and saying, "You know, it's rude to not respond to your host."
His words escaped her as he went on monolouging about himself, she just watched him. His movements seemed somewhat sporadic and unearthly, twitching now and then. His eyes were odd, a swirling pool of violet for irises, and his pupils erratically grew and shrank. Her thoughts were interrupted when he came over and looked down at her, "You haven't been listening, have you?" He shook his head, exhaling deeply, "You... haven't been listening." He ran his hand over his face, "You listen to me when I talk to you! Do you hear me? I demand your full respect and attention!" Her temper got the better of her, she had tried to plan an escape, but his yelling made her snap. She sent a gist flying towards his face at full speed, only to have it caught instantly. "Now, now, that's a bit rude. Here I am showing you hospitality. I gave you a chair to sit in! I didn't even bind you to it like most would! I allowed you to sit free of restraints and you squandered it!" Roxanne tried to attack once more with a headbutt, but once more the attack failed. "You just don't get it, you're much too weak. Besides, as I've said before, that is no way to treat your host," he released her and walked off, soon disappearing from sight, she heard the sound of a door opening in the distance, "Moreover, that's no way to treat your, what should I call him, I don't know lover's brother." With that the door slammed shut.