I want to sincerely apologize for taking so long to update this! I always intended to, but life postponed it! Anyway this chapter will be a plot twister and will intensify the story :3
Disclaimer: I do not own any aspect of Fairy Tail
Little Love
Days before Laxus Dreyar took the life changing leap in wedding the most beloved and precious woman in his life, he had come across a very despicable rumor about her. Despicable wasn't even the correct term; no, it was sickening. The lies involving her were so absurd that he had originally dismissed them entirely. No way in hell could any of it have been close to the truth. At least that was what he intended to stand by until the gossip became more frequent months after their wedding day.
From that moment on though, he slowly began to distance himself emotionally from his new bride unintentionally. He became more detached and took on more jobs than necessary. He only thought of their current predicament of an oncoming child and how he wanted the infant to never want or need for anything. He never addressed using the unborn child as an excuse to remove himself from Kaily's side, but it was getting evident with his team mates as well as Kaily's only friend; Mirajane. He would never admit that the rumors troubled him. Why did Kaily have difficulty befriended others in the guild and that the one she did endear was the She-Devil? Why did she hesitate in expanding her powers to be more useful in other things besides fortune telling; even Cana adapted to more powerful magic? Why did she hide from the other members so frequently? These questions haunted the young, electrically eccentric man. Perhaps there was more to the rumors than he initially believed.
A fiercely deepening frown dominated his face as he contemplated the worst. If he did choose to leave on a personal mission to seek out the truth behind the rumors, the effects could be disastrous. He didn't appear to have any other choice. No human could live each day fearing the unknown. Kaily deserved the love, adoration, and attention he promised her and his behavior was certainly lacking in those attributes. It was either find out the truth and get over the madness, or continue on his downward spiral into absurdity.
He thought of his love's striking strawberry-blonde curls and how he spent each day of his youth desiring to twirl his fingers in those bouncy coils. He reminisced of the mornings her delicate grey eyes glazed from lack of sleep as if they were their own little storm clouds waiting to burst forth the rain he knew lingered deep in her heart. His own heart lighted at the thought of her soft giggles. Giggles that possessed the same beat of the most care free Bluebird. He loved her; oh how he loved her.
Memories of their past together were the final push he needed to resolve his personal conviction. It was past time to get to the bottom of the rumors that had been haunting him. That resolve began three months ago. Three long, mentally draining months and his team was certainly ready to be done with the mess as well. He just need a bit more information which is why he found himself in a superficially gloomed-up tavern eavesdropping on pathetic excuses of wizards who claimed they belonged to some worthless "dark" guild.
"She's at the right age now," one of the drunken buffoons slurred.
"Yeah, that's right. She'll be bringing down the whole Fairy Princess guild soon," his slightly less intoxicated friend agreed.
"When do you think it'll happen? It can't be too near. I heard she's knocked up by Makarov's grandson. Won't that be interesting when they discover the witch that she is! Hahahahaha, the poor bastards!"
"Shhhhh! You know what the boss man said. Keep it down, we're not even supposed to be discussing her anymore now that the destruction day is close by."
"It's not like anyone around here is going to care, you idiot!"
"Hey, you loud-mouthed fool! You never know if some holier-than-thou guild member is creeping it out in here as a spy," the less drunk man spat, sobering up.
"Pssht, like any squeaky clean do-gooder would be caught in this side of town."
"I'm just saying; let's keep the talk about that chick to a minimum."
"Fine, fine. What I wouldn't give to have that sweet red-gold hair of hers tickling my pelvis bones—" and that was the last thing the joke of a wizard stuttered before Laxus lost his barely contained temper and used the backside of his beer mug to knock the obnoxious man out. Rage was all he could feel and respond with. Everyone who witnessed his outburst on the seemingly innocent man beside him fled the bar. Laxus smirked and watched as the pub quickly burned to ash with a flicker of his lightening magic once it was emptied of life.
He seethed in his anger. Sweat dripped from his brows and was absorbed by his thick coat. Not only did those idiots think little of his guild, but they had the audacity to insult him and Makarov himself. Still, he had yet to discover what it was that Kaily would be doing to their guild or who was responsible for sending her to the guild to unleash it. Three long months wasted and all he and his team had gathered was the same information they had known before he made those sacred marital vows. The earth beneath his feet quaked as he stomped towards the scheduled meeting place. There, he was met by Bickslow.
The taller than average man usually sported a cheerful, lighthearted demeanor, but appeared oddly solemn tonight.
"I was hoping you would be gone longer," the knight-clad team mate voiced.
"Huh, oh I would have been had I not lost my fury on the person I was spying on," Laxus replied, "Do you have anything new?"
"About that, I would rather wait until the others to get here first," Bickslow responded in a hesitantly shaky voice.
"What? Why? Is it that bad?" Laxus inquired as anger dominated his soul once more.
"It's just that, I want to see if the others may have heard the same thing. I don't want to mention it, if it is nothing more than a dead end to another wild tale. All of it is just bullshit about how Kaily is going to destroy the guild. The more I hear, the more it manipulates into how she's not going to bring destruction on us, but to mankind in general."
"Have you ever considered that not all angel faces match the souls hidden behind them?" Laxus interrogated. Bickslow hesitated before continuing.
"My magic involves souls. I see them, know of them. I can tell if they are good or bad, but none of that matters to me. Kaily's isn't evil which is why it doesn't make any sense that she would want to unleash a power she couldn't possess or use."
"Go on," Laxus urged.
"Come on Laxus, we both know that Kaily isn't what we hear. Even if she sought to become more powerful, she wouldn't stand a chance against any of us. All of this nonsense may just be a ruse to turn you against her or worse. Think about it, think about where Ivan Dreyar is now."
"What if she is deceiving you and her soul is bad? What if her powers are beyond what we know?!" Laxus exclaimed, much to Bickslow's dismay. He placed his hands on his leader's shoulders before speaking up.
"Stop acting like a crazed conspirator! This is Kaily Dreyar that we are talking about! She grew up alongside you since you were both, like what, ten, two, twelve? Damn, I can't remember. The point is, if these rumors have the slightest bit of accuracy within them, wouldn't you have notice a change in her in those years she followed you?"
"Yeah….you're right," Laxus choked, "I'm just stressed is all."
Before Bickslow could respond, another of their Thunder God Tribe arrived. Evergreen, a loud beauty with rich sandy-blonde hair and challenging eyes spoke seductively to their leader.
"Hello there, Laxus! Did you miss the wild-eyed stares and attention you get with my presence?"
"Stop that, Evergreen. You know that flirty stuff pisses me off. Tell me if you heard anything different," Laxus dismissed the saddening girl.
"A simple 'please' would be nice," she answered before continuing, "besides the ordinary spill about how the mysterious Kaily would bring misfortune on us all, I did discover who her biological father is, supposedly. He may be the key to all the information we need."
"Is that so?" Laxus asked, raising an eyebrow in Bickslow's direction.
"I was afraid of that," Bickslow muttered. Looks like the rumor he heard that he wanted to keep from Laxus did have some basis.
"Well, will either of you elaborate? I am eager to finish this trip," the final member of the group verbalized.
The slim, pale green haired gentleman walked tiredly towards the semi-circle his comrades made.
"It's about time, Freed. I was getting worried about your tardiness," Laxus commented before returning his attention back to Evergreen, completely oblivious to Freed's blush.
"Try not to get all crazy like you have been lately. This doesn't mean that the rumors are true, this only means that we may have a lead on why the rumors were started," Evergreen softly warned.
"I get it, none of you suspect her of anything atrocious. Get on with it."
"You know about the Oración Seis. Supposedly Brain, the leader of the small guild, is her father. They say he sent her away so that she would be adopted into a powerful guild; one that would adore her regardless of where she came from. Fairy Tail was the perfect candidate. Unfortunately, the trail ended there. The minute the child that was telling me about it uttered the word 'Nirvana,' his tongue began to swell and I had to rush him to a nearby apothecary," Evergreen explained.
"Okay then. Let's see if we can find out why she would be sent to us and what Nirvana is. Once we do that, we can be done with this," Laxus sighed.
"I think we've done enough for now, Master," Freed whispered, "have you even considered speaking to your wife about the words we've heard of her?"
Laxus looked away, embarrassed.
"No? That's what I thought. You know that I have nothing but admiration for you, but this is a bit ridiculous. Perhaps we should head home so that you can discuss this with her face to face."
"Not yet! I just need more time to think, please," Laxus said.
"One more week, dear, and that is that," Evergreen reprimanded, patting him on the back.
A week came and went and the Thunder God Tribe didn't make any new leads or progress. The anxiety in them all reached a new high. Laxus received contact from Mirajane and his grandfather. Mirajane spoke of Kaily's dwindling physicality and how the only weight she seemed to have resided in her growing stomach. His grandfather's message was much fiercer. All that old man did lately was belittle him and make him feel as worthless as the imbeciles he has had to deal with the past few months.
"Think about the guild and how they have suffered with you blatantly refusing to help them from Phantom Lord. You constantly wield your power over the weaker ones, you disrespect the strong ones, and now I have been told that you have not even contacted your very pregnant wife in three months! At this rate, she'll have the kid before you even care to show your face again!"
The old man's voice echoed in his ears. His ill grandfather didn't understand. Old man Makarov didn't know that he was spending these months to find out if his wife was more than that pretty face of Fairy Tail; to find out if she truly was the daughter of a monster and would be another of his puppets in causing misdeeds.
"We can't yet. We can't go back until I have enough evidence to confront her. I don't want to bring any more stress on them unless needed," Laxus verbally sighed.
"What do you think you should do then?" Bickslow questioned.
"I have an idea. All these scum bags say she's going to unleash something. Why don't we force her into confessing it?" Evergreen voiced.
"And how do you propose we do that?" Freed questioned, unsure.
"Easy, we get the ones she loves against one another and she'll panic and confess it all. She'll have no choice but to expose herself for who and what she is if our guild is tearing itself apart," she continued.
"This also gives me the opportunity to take over for the old man. He's been weakening for the past 10 years and refuses to let his reign go. I can use that as a ruse for my true intentions so that if something goes wrong, and Kaily isn't meant to harm our guild or anyone for that matter, then we have an excuse for what we did. Good thinking Evergreen!"
The Thunder God Tribe spent the rest of the day planning on the best way to approach the guild and get them into a full on battle in a last ditch effort in revealing the truth; in discovering the history of Mrs. Kaily Dreyar.