Fairy Tail owned by Hiro Mashima

Fanfiction and Characters with * by: Emerald Sonata


FAIRY TAIL:
The Small Adventures of Wendy Marvell

~37~
'Wendy Captured!'


"… Mmmm."

"Sorry pal, but I'm taking this little girl with me."

Avalon Railburn sat helpless on the curb of the hospital courtyard, witnessing a stranger knocking out little Wendy Marvell with a wooden club in the shape of a war mace.

The boy in the poncho would have ignited his blades and slash this enemy in one swing before he even appeared…. However, he was locked down by the stupid full body cast he was trapped in.

So, all he could do was watch as this man in a dark blue cloak and wooden mace pick up the unconscious Wendy into his arms.

A drop of fresh blood slipped through her hair, staining the emerald grass the color of liquid crimson.

"….. Mm…mmmm…"

"Relax, I won't hurt her. She's merchandise. It'll be bad for business if I were to damage my company's goods so recklessly."

"…. Mmm-mmmfff?"

"You guess right, buddy. I'm in the human trafficking business. Problem?"

The man in the dark blue coat hoisted Wendy Marvell over his shoulder, giving the girl a gentle pat on her sleeping back – pretending to be a father picking up her napping daughter from a simple hospital visit.

No one but Avalon knew the truth of his identity.

"….. Mmmmm."

"Sorry, no can do. If I drop her now, the client will be p*ssed. Besides, her value is too high for me to let go. Not only is she the right age to be in elementary school – she can use magic. My client would be most excited to play with her as his new toy… "

"…."

"Again. I won't break her… I can't say the same for my client however…. Hey, man. You okay?"

The man in the dark blue coat stared down at Avalon Railburn, who fell over like wooden plank again. He tried to grab the man's ankle, to lock him down and call for help.

Full body casts are annoying.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"… Hey man. There's no need to cuss like a sailor. This merchandise is still an innocent little girl you know."

With that lazy comment, the Trafficker carried Wendy Marvell off – with the same grace as a loving father cradling his sleeping daughter from a hospital visit.

"…Mm…mmmm….MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"