(I tried to write more about the characters I usually never write about. It's weird)
At the Guild...
"A little to the left!"
"No, that's the right. Left!" Levy shouted.
"That's okay, Levi?" Elfman asked, moving the banner the tiniest to the left.
"Yep! C'mon down. There's still so much to do!" she shouted back, watching the banner held up high in the air, with only two poles supporting either end of it.
Elfman jumped down. "Yeah! Only a real man knows how to properly hang up a banner, especially when it's for a special occasion!"
The guild was setting up for the ceremony that was to occur this evening. Everyone in the guild had been invited and even some extra guests.
"Yo!"
Everyone watched as the door to the Fairy Tail guild busted open, Sting and Rogue appearing, alongside with Lector and Frosch.
"Hey, how's everyone 'doin?" Sting said, grinning, while Lector cheered beside him.
Sting and Rogue were asked by Makarov to come help set up for the evening, seeing as they were nowhere close to finishing. In fact, they had pretty much just started. Sting was holding two thin but large wooden bases, while Rogue stood next to him wearing a yellow construction hat that had matched Sting's.
"Why are we wearing these?.." Rogue asked, slowly retreating from all the odd stares they were getting. "All we're doing is setting up for a party."
"I know. I just thought these might make us look more believable," Sting whispered, "Try to keep your voice down."
Rogue nodded. Even if they did look rather silly, no one would've expected the fact that they came here for an entirely different reason. Makarov had asked the two of them to come and watch out as, well, rather bodyguards, of some sort. If anything were to happen tonight, they would be there to make sure no one got harmed. Rogue blushed a fierce shade of red, as some girls nearby were giggling, waving at him, and pointing at the little bright hat that was currently sitting on top of his head.
"Anyways, why do you think the old man asked us to be here? I mean, I know we're supposed to be guards or something, but to guard the people from what, or rather who?" Sting asked, waving as Lucy and Gray had spotted them.
"I am not sure," Rogue said, looking up to see the banner of Laxus, "But seeing as the main guest of the ceremony is Laxus, it could be him. From what I heard, he was supposed to be the 9th master of Fairy Tail today."
"Huh, I guess. But maybe there's something Makarov has up his sleeve. What if we were sent here to protect Laxus from someone," Sting asked, getting pumped up at the idea of taking down a spy for Fairy Tail. He could get riches and a cool crown.
"Sting, you're so cool!"
"He's a legend!"
"Sting! Can I get your autograph!"
"Mommy! I wanna be just like him when I grow up!"
"Hey, I know what you're thinking, cut it out," Rogue said, gently elbowing Sting in the shoulder.
Sting chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, yeah."
"Hey, Rogue," Frosch started, "Do you think they'll be an attack tonight?'
Rogue stopped walking for a moment. He bent down and saw Frosch, with slight tears in his eyes.
He smiled a bit. "Don't worry, I promise no one will hurt you."
Frosch looked up. "It's not me I'm scared about. Just be careful, okay? Promise me, you'll be safe."
"Of course I will," Rogue said, before offering his hand out to Frosch, who with two tiny pink paws, accepted it. Together they walked back to where Sting and Lector were talking to Lucy and Gray in the middle of the guild floor.
"...really...you don't say...Rogue!" Sting barked, "C'mere, you'll want to hear this!"
Rogue sauntered, with Frosch still next to him to where Sting was. "What's going on? Did you find out the real reason why we were sent here?"
"Well.. Yes and no. Sort of," Sting said, "You see, according to them," He pointed at Lucy and Gray, "Makarov was going to give up his title as Guildmaster and pass it down to his grandson Laxus."
"Oh, I see. So that was what the ceremony tonight was for. But the reason why we are actually here for is still..."
"Unknown," Sting stated.
"Just exactly why are you guys here?" Gray said, joining in on the conversation.
"Yeah, how come Makarov brought you here? I for one definitely know you guys weren't sent here for helping out to plan the ceremony," Lucy chirped, now intrigued.
"I'm not really sure myself," Rogue stated blankly, "But he wanted us to protect something."
"Or someone," Sting said, adding a point.
"Well, maybe-" Lucy started.
"C'mon guys. Try to help will yeah?" Gajeel scoffed, before mumbling, "Stupid... good for nothin'...sent here... Not even helping."
"He's right," Rogue said, glancing at him who was now hammering in the last of the decorations and streamers hanging in the air.
"We can talk about this later," Sting said.
They all nodded. Gray checked the clock hanging on the wall. "The ceremony's 'bout to start anyway."
Everyone, including Sting and Rogue, took their seats as a red carpet was thrown in the middle of the aisle. Excited chatter was spread among everyone, but soon stopped as the doors opened, revealing Laxus who was wearing his signature coat and purple collar shirt.
He pasted everyone in the aisle, walking at a slow but steady pace to the front of the guild where Makarov could have been seen standing on a small stand.
"Looks like he got better," Gray whispered to Erza, who just nodded her head. Rumors had it that Lauxs had caught a fever and cold right before the ceremony the other day. I guess he recovered.
"He looks a bit different somehow," Natsu poked in, trying to put his finger on what it was.
When Laxus had gotten to the front, he abruptly stopped. Makarov raised one hand. "Laxus Dreyar, my grandson. I have been to be accepted as the title Guildmaster for years now. It is time that as old and frail I am, I must retire. All must come to an end, it is now time for a new era for Fairy Tail!"
Makarov looked at Laxus with tears in his eyes. Laxus only stared back. "Laxus Dreyar, I proclaim you as the official 9th master of Fairy Tail!"
Laxus kneeled on one leg and bowed his head. With his eyes closed, he smiled. "I am honored grandfather. Thank you, I shall accept the responsibility and duty to be the next Fairy Tail Guildmaster. As I agree to this, I know a burden it could become and I accept all falter to whatever shall happen."
With a final touch, Makarov stood down from the stand and took Laxus' hand and raised it.
Crowds of cheers erupted from the once quietness of the ceremony. It was now complete. On this day, Laxus Dreyar would become the 9th master of Fairy Tail.
Laxus' smiled faltered for a second before resuming back, while Makarov's face was all joyful. But if you looked closely and observed it cautiously, beneath all the fake happiness, his eyes were filled with worry and fright. Natsu noticed this and turns right to tell, Gray. After telling him, Gray's shoulders stiffen.
"I see it," Gray murmured, "How have I never noticed this.."
"But what does it mean?!" Gray whispered, frustrated. Just what was Makarov hiding from them?
Laxus' POV
Laxus was in his room, sitting on his bed.
What to do? I should be happy. I just became the new master of Fairy Tail, but why am I not?
He rubbed his face, confused with himself. What more could I want? I finally achieved my goal, and I hope to bring good to my words.
But Laxus wasn't just confused. A day ago, he had just been sick, he couldn't even have gotten out of bed! Luckily he recovered, well at least that was what he thought. Ever since his fever and cold went away, he had kept receiving stabs of pain near his heart. He wasn't sure why. It bothered him all day but right at the ceremony it had stopped completely.
*Pound*
"Ugh," Laxus moaned. It was back once again. It had felt like thousands of needles stabbing all into his heart.
*Pound*
It was really hurting. Maybe I should try to call for someone, he thought.
*Pound*
Laxus started to feel dizzy at first. The room was spinning. He stood up, shaking on his feet, and tried to walk before almost falling and needing to land on the wall for support.
*Pound*
Laxus raised himself up and began walking again. He was almost there, his vision blurred, when-
*POUND*
And with a thud, Laxus fell on the floor, probably bruising his knee in the process from the impact. The grunted, trying to get back up, but his eyelids were starting to close.
No, no, no. This isn't good. Wake up! C'mon!
Everything began fading away, into a dark void. The darkness crept up and the pounding slowly started to disappear. Laxus looked up at the light glaring down at him. It was so bright, so, so bright..
A loud scream was heard from Laxus' room that had woken everyone up with a startle.
(Oh, how I love cliffhangers... Anyways, Laxus should be more appreciated, ya know? He's fabulous.)