Betrayal?
Told from Wendy's perspective.
The guild was buzzing from the reveal of Doragon's terrifying level of power, some mused he could kill acnologia, others thought that details were exaggerated. I on the other hand worried about Orao, she and I had become great friends, and recently I've noticed that she has been smothered by people asking about her dad's power. Such was the case today, so I decided enough was enough, I may be shy but I'll stand up for my friends. I found Orao encircled by Macao, Wakaba, and Reedus.
"Excuse me, can't you tell she is being smothered by you three?" I butted in interrupting Wakaba.
"Oh, hey Wendy. How are you?" Macao said ignoring my question.
"I'm fine, now please give my friend some space, she's being smothered by questions recently!" I was getting irritated and decided to drag Orao from the circle.
"Thanks Wendy!" She said, "I'm really getting sick of questions."
"It's ok but you can always tell them off," I replied.
"I know but I don't want to offend them," Orao said shuffling her feet.
"I know the feeling," I giggled.
As we moved to a table, the guild door swung open.
"Someone get a stretcher!" Doragon yelled from the entrance. Mira gasped.
"Not another one!?" She rushed over with a stretcher, I turned to look at who had been brought in this time, people were getting attacked almost daily, and I noticed two pink haired girls.
"Sherria!" I squeaked, and ran to my friend, Sherry was unconscious on the stretcher, so I turned to Sherria and asked what happened.
"We were attacked on a mission, the monster grabbed Sherry's head for a second, then released her and disappeared, it happened fast, luckily Doragon was nearby and helped me carry her," Sherria said trying and failing to not let sadness taint her voice.
"Couldn't you just heal her?"
"Whatever it is it's not a physical injury," she replied, "My guild is not very close as you know so we came here."
"Ok, we'll take care of her," I said and hugged my friend, Orao snuck up behind us and tapped my shoulder.
"Who is this girl," She asked.
"This is Sherria, Orao Sherria, Sherria Orao." The two girls shook hands, and I heard a sigh of relief from the infirmary, rushing to the room, Sherry was sitting up on the bed with a strange look in her eye.
"Sherry!" Sherria yelled with delight.
Sherry just stared blankly.
"Good you're awake, your cousin was worried about you," Doragon said.
No answer, I was getting creeped out.
"Inhuman," Sherry said low and threatening.
"Excuse me, what was that?" Doragon asked.
"Doll attack puppeteer," Sherry said.
"Woah what's going on," Doragon had drawn his sword, his face showed shock as he proceeded to go into rapture rage cracking the floor.
"Fairy scum, prepare to bleed, beautiful bloody hearts," Sherry was not acting right. Doragon started swinging, smashing through tables and chairs. Somehow Sherry had him under her control.
"Sherry stop this you're going to hurt someone!" Sherria shouted.
"Shut up and bleed shorty!" Sherry growled.
"Sherria move!" Doragon yelled as he barreled toward her, but she was paralyzed by fear. I jumped to push her out of the way, and managed to avoid being gutted, but the sword still bit into my shoulder I yelped and fell. Thankfully Gildarts arrived and managed to restrain Doragon, but only just.
"Doragon shake this old man off!" Sherry barked.
"NO!" Doragon shouted managing to shake off the controlling magic, "Demon be purged!" Doragon stretched his hand toward Sherry, and a demon was separated from her body and put into his choke hold, "Nice trick, but half human is human enough to shake the magic apparently, I won't be your puppet today!" Doragon moved his forefinger and thumb to just below the demon's jawline on either side and squeezed hard, disconnecting the demon's skull from his spine, killing him instantly.
"That was scary," I said shivering in the corner.
"It's all right now, I took care of the beast, though it surprises me that a possessor is here, the only reason such a demon would take someone that weak is if they had a specific reason, probably was to take me over, but if he is trying to pull that kind of stunt then someone more powerful is pulling the strings," Doragon said obviously deep in thought, "Though they are week on their own, possessors are only ever ordered around by the demon goddess herself, Sarakaya."
"Demon, goddess?" Erza asked.
"Think of a beautiful woman with blood red skin. Now make her 200 feet tall and powerful enough to snap her fingers and destroy a dimension," Doragon replied.
The room stood silent, I could have probably heard an ant scurrying across the floor.
"Well then, I think we need a plan," the master finally spoke up.