The Seven Swords of Lucy
A.N.: PLEASE READ THIS AND ALSO THE END NOTE.
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Disclaimer: after a few years of deep soul searching, I found out that I wasn't really the owner of Fairy Tail, Soul Eater, Naruto, Devil May Cry, Get Backers, Card Captor Sakura, A Song of Ice and Fire and Percy Jackson and the Olympians series. It was just plainly stupid to think so, but I'm just a human; I dream too.
Chapter 7: Who the Hell are You?
Wendy Marvel is now tied up gagged and forced to go with 4 people she barely knew. What's worse? She's encased in a luggage bag.
She was kidnapped, or most appropriately, taken as hostage.
She was just so unlucky that she was chosen by the long haired guy (she knew now, to her surprise, that the thread girl was really a guy) to be taken hostage because she was nearest to the door.
The four kidnappers (let's just say for now that they are) didn't believe Master Makarov and Fairy Tail's statement that they didn't kidnap Lucy. To confirm the allegations, they are now on their way back to the Heartfilia estate, on a train, with her.
Wendy was barely able to breathe, but she kept herself conscious to hear what her captors were planning. She's very thankful that they didn't bring her to the luggage compartment; instead they dragged her luggage with them. It was uncomfortable inside, but she fit nonetheless.
"…the hell were you thinking?" someone abruptly just shouted, startling Wendy. She assumed it was the blond guy. He was so nice to her but it was overshadowed by his companions' behavior. He kept saying sorry about their actions but Wendy was just too afraid to respond. "She's just a kid!"
"A kid who was on their side," a gruffly voice spoke up. Wendy assumed it was the wild-looking guy. She was clearly terrified of his black-gray eyes; they so sharp it looks as if it will pierce her to the core. "Who knows what she can do."
"But-" The blond tried to argue, but he was cut off by another voice. The young dragon slayer knew it was the spiky-headed guy. If she was terrified of the feline guy, this one made her horrors come to life. Literally.
"Clearly she's a mage," he said. "And you know what mages can do right? You've learned your lesson the hard way the first day we got here."
She heard someone shuffling on their seat. I see, they're arguing about me… Then she remembered the threat they carried out before they left the guild house.
Don't you dare try to pursue us… if you don't want this little friend of yours in pieces. If we ever find out that you are spying or following our trail, we'll send you the first portion of her body. Is that clear?
Wendy shivered. She felt tears sliding down her cheeks.
Am I going to die like this?
*.*.*
Percy was surfing on the wave he created when he saw what was happening on the ship. He focused himself on the little bursts of light emanating from it.
Lightning sparks… Is it possible…?
Another surprise he was unready for was a tornado appearing on the center of the deck. Wind…?
Is it possible that there are demigods there?
As if to confirm his suspicions, a lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere on the deck of the ship.
A child of Zeus and a child of… a wind god? Impossible! I never knew a son of a wind god.
But he knew his eyes weren't cheating on him. It is a possibility that the ship holds people like him too: children of gods of Greece. It thrilled him that he wasn't alone after all.
There as something weird about the scenario though.
It isn't raining. In fact, it wasn't even cloudy for that matter. The skies are clear and the sun is shining up high. Why is there lightning and tornadoes summoned on that ship?
Percy had a fair share of encounters with a child of Zeus. Of course they can summon lightning whenever they want and all that "skies" thingy, but with Percy's problem with his abilities right now, for sure something has also gone wrong with theirs.
Maybe it worked to their advantage?
He went a little faster so that he could ask them already. There was little time left. He must go back to his world.
*.*.*
It was too late. The two males were really angry at each other now. Lucy was just about to explain everything to Laxus when a strong gust of wind blew him off.
Laxus, being the hot-headed idiot that he was, conjured up lightning bolt intended to slice Syaoran's head off. The latter, on the other hand, matched it with one of his lightning spells.
Irritated grunts and battle cries filled the atmosphere. Both were almost equally powerful at first, but Laxus tipped the balance by sending a pair of lightning bolts to Syaoran. Luckily, he didn't hit the ship. Well, at least not directly.
Syaoran was thrown out of the ship, but before Lucy could even react, he used another wind spell to propel him back. He was already covered with bruises, his tuxedo in shreds from the last attack, but his eyes showed an unwavering fierce rage. He was glaring daggers at Laxus.
The older man just smirked.
Syaoran wasn't letting himself lose. Lucy saw him draw out a card from his breast pocket. Lucy noticed that this was different that the other ones he used earlier. She can't decipher what it really looks like on the front, but all she can see was the back. It was reddish, with symbols of the sun and moon located in the center of a numerously pointed star. He chanted something out, and then hit the card with the tip of his blade.
"Windy!"
The card glowed and a spectral form of a winged woman appeared. Before they knew it, a tornado was already tearing the floor.
Lucy gasped. Syaoran could clearly carry his own weight; he could even fight Laxus head-on, something that only a few people would ever try to do. And I knew a few people who challenged him for a million times already…
She dismissed the thought.
Lucy was now focusing on stopping the two guys from fighting. She considered using her keys, but she forgot them on her cabin; she never felt the need to use them yet. But now…
It's either she goes back to her cabin, grab her Gatekeys, and go back to the "warzone" as fast as she could or let them fight to death and risk the ship to be destroyed.
One was impossible; the other one was not going to happen. She will make sure of that.
How will I stop them?
Laxus' lightning bolts was about to clash with Syaoran's winds. Lucy was in a position where she could have the perfect view of the ocean where…
She saw it.
It was tidal wave, fast approaching their ship.
Lucy screamed.
*.*.*
Juvia is now undeniably awake. Happy was clinging behind her.
"Natsu-san, Gray-sama, please stop now!" Juvia was already pleading many times, but the two doesn't listen. They still continued fighting and insulting each other.
Gray punched Natsu while he snarled, "Stupid lukewarm fire-breather!"
Natsu in return kicked the ice mage's face and snarled back, "Perverted Minty fresh stripper!"
Juvia just sighed, exasperated. She had enough of their idiotic fight. Happy was clinging on her back, not saying anything. She knew that the Exceed was tired of crying, so she let him rest.
She was about to cast her Water Lock spell when she felt another presence fast approaching. So fast she barely had time to react.
Hmmm, maybe it's Erza-san… she turned to face her. But she gasped when it wasn't the red-haired armored wizard, like she expected. Instead, it was an unfamiliar blue-haired guy, with his palms enveloped in a dark energy, roaring to their direction.
He looks just like Natsu-san… that was the last thought that came through her before the guy's hands thrust through her water body. A black dome with an assortment of symbols appeared in the air, with that Juvia felt one of the most painful things in life she had ever felt.
Her piercing scream tore through the air, followed by a cat's pained howl.
She felt hands pulled out of her, and she fell down to the cracked pavement, slowly losing consciousness.
The things she last heard were Gray screaming her name and Natsu screaming the blue cat's name.
Juvia felt the darkness swallow her up.
Wrong hit.
Those were the two words that registered to Black Star once he stopped running.
Black Star didn't really want to use Soul Menace on the poor girl, but he ran so fast he barely had control over himself. Before he could grasp the situation, the girl was already falling to the ground.
He wanted to attack the flaming redhead, the one who insulted him by hitting him on the face with a stone. His ego was hurt because, as expected from himself, he would surpass Kami-sama. And he couldn't just let someone like that guy ruin his face.
He wanted to continue the assault, but he was the one who was assaulted by a hefty combination of ice and fire.
"WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE?" the two angry mages chorused as their eyes were filled with hate and vengeance. Magic circles appeared on their hands as they get ready to release their respective spells.
"FIST OF THE FIRE DRAGON!"
"ICE MAKE: ICE CANNON!"
The scene exploded, releasing wind and debris.
Gray was ready to go on a rampage. He can't think clearly. All he knew was Juvia is unconscious and hurt. Because of that guy…
If something like that happened to Lucy I would've…
He shook his head. He can't think of incoherent thoughts right now. Not in the middle of a battle.
Focusing himself on the enemy, the ice creation mage tried to see where the stranger went.
A thundering crash took care of that.
Natsu was now flame-punching an unfamiliar guy, his hair color akin to the sky. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt, loose dirty white shorts adorned with chains, and black and white shoes.
Plus he has a striking resemblance with Natsu…
Wait.
Whoa!
Gray did a double-take on the two. He can't believe it. From the height, build and even the freaking damn angry facial expression, the two looked so similar. If he was just a passerby, he would think of them as twins.
He would've laughed at the situation if the Natsu-copy wasn't the one who attacked Juvia and Happy.
The ice mage gritted his teeth. Now is his time to take revenge. While Natsu kept his "carbon-copy" preoccupied, Gray would wait for the perfect timing to attack.
With an open left palm connected to a right closed fist, a frosty blue magic circle appeared. He was ready for it…
…until a flash of light passed, almost cutting his hands.
That came from a girl whose wielding a red scythe. She was wearing a white shirt with green and white strapped neck tie paired with a red plaid skirt underneath a long black coat. Her dishwater blond hair was tied in two pigtails and her expression was downright feral.
"We won't let you hurt our friend!" She exclaimed as she rushed to Gray, ready to cleave him off.
It was too late when Maka noticed it. Even though she has the most powerful Soul Perception in the group, she can't believe it missed.
They have souls similar to witches…
And did she just let Black Star off like a heat-seeking missile with witch-like persons around?
The female Meister squinted to look clearly on to the two. True enough, if she didn't focus herself, she would've not noticed it. Is something wrong with me?
Maka is known to have one of the strongest Soul Perception amongst the Meisters. She even surpassed Death the Kid, the son of the Shinigami. She should have noticed that those people to be very powerful that one single punch could crack the pavements.
She wanted to bonk her head because of her stupidity when a gust of wind almost blew her off the ground.
She saw Kid move into an aggressive stance, in his hands were his twin gun Demon Weapons. He was aiming them where the two persons should be. The scene was now covered with dust-filled air. It was two difficult to see, but the two remaining Meisters could sense it. Black Star was still alive, although he was about to be attacked by one of the witch-like men.
Kid's golden eyes stared at Maka and stated, "They're not just simple individuals, don't you think so?"
"But is it possible for male witches to exist?" she asked skeptically.
Kid just shrugged. "Who knows? But one thing is for sure: they are dangerous."
Maka just silently agreed.
"Hey, don't you just stand there," Soul, who was still in his scythe form, interrupted. "We must help Black Star. Look, Tsubaki is already hastening to him."
By that time, the aforementioned Demon Weapon was running to her Meister. If before she was hesitant to help, now she's more than willing to lend Black Star a hand. Maybe land a few blows.
The dust cleared off, making them see what was really happening.
The half-naked companion of the redhead was surely planning something as Maka saw his hands releasing frosted air, something that looks like what you can see coming out from your mouth when it snows.
Maka gripped Soul's handle and pulled him out from the ground. The blade transformed into a crescent moon shape, glowing with a bluish light. She swung it to the direction of the guy, releasing a shark's fin like light, ravaging everything in its path.
She saw him evading it, but she was ready for that. She lunged to his direction.
"We won't let you hurt our friend!"
Soul was swung to the direction of the raven, but it only cut through thin air. The Scythe Meister was surprised that the man was already behind her.
"Ice Make: Lance!"
A multitude of pointed ice was coming towards her. She tried slashing through every piece, but the ice was just too many.
A sound of gunshot and a pained cry put an end to it.
She heard him curse under his breath as he was lying on the pavement. Maka was about to thank Kid when she was encased in a sphere of water, stealing her breath.
Flame-punching his enemy, Natsu still wasn't satisfied. He will make sure that this guy will feel the pain Juvia and Happy felt.
How dare him to hurt our nakama like that!
He kicked the stranger's face for one last time to propel him up to the air. Taking a deep breath, he was about to attack with a Fire Dragon's Roar when a foot suddenly clashed with his face, sending his fire-filled roar to a line of houses on the port.
By this time, every citizen in Hargeon was panicking and screaming for help. Some of them were already sending for the Rune Knights.
Natsu was cursing in his head how the hell could that guy move so fast when something cold and steel wrapped around his left ankle and pulled him to the ground.
His face slammed to the hard pavement. Before he could even recover, he was pulled again and slammed to the opposite side. The process was repeated over and over again until Natsu could feel blood seeping out of his mouth.
"Hah, beat that, ya punk," the guy exclaimed. "This is the power of the one who will surpass Kami-sama!"
Kami-sama? Natsu thought skeptically as he put a stop to the guy's hits by pulling the chain and using it to propel the guy to the nearest wall.
The guy didn't expect that. He found his face sculpted to the wall a second later. A bleeding nose was just a freebie.
Natsu noticed that the stranger had a star branded on his right upper arm, in the same place where he has his Fairy Tail insignia. He also observed that looked a lot like him, something which pissed the dragon slayer more.
"Oi, who the hell are you, huh?" Natsu glared at the stranger who was lying on the floor. "Why did you attack our nakama?
Apparently, the ass had heard. Standing straight, he used his chain scythe as a microphone and announced to everyone, "I am the Great Black Star, the one who will surpass Kami-sama! And you," his forefinger pointing to Natsu, "have insulted me, the Great Black Star. So I will crush you and reclaim my honor!"
"And when did I insult you, Great ASS Black Star," Natsu taunted, not even a single bit afraid. In fact, he was more pissed. "You didn't even answer my question first!"
"What's ya name first, lukewarm fire-breather," Black Star taunted back, an evil grin was plastered across his face. "Doesn't fire burn things? I wasn't even bruised with your flames, let alone burned."
Natsu was beyond pissed. This guy even used one of Gray's insults on him.
A heavy stream of flame put an end to their little introduction.
"You're so going to get it, Starry Night."
"Bring it on, Dumb Flamer."
*.*.*
Fairy Tail was just rescued when the Thunder God Tribe arrived from a long mission, hoping to see Laxus around. Freed hastily cut the strings with his sword.
Soon enough, everyone was released from the tight strings.
"Master, what happened in here?" Bickslow asked Makarov.
The 4th Master of Fairy Tail just slammed his fist to the ground, making everyone flinch. He was muttering something, probably cursing whoever did this.
"Wendy-san was kidnapped," Mira replied instead, still teary-eyed. "They were strong…"
"First Lucy-chan and now Wendy-chan, what should we do?" Levy whimpered, covering her face. The other girls sobbed with her.
They didn't even notice that the Master was already in his Titan form.
"Everyone, we should not just let this happen. We are Fairy Tail, a family, a guild, and we should not just let others harm us," Makarov proclaimed, clenching his fist tightly. "The tears of one are the tears of all, and the smiles of one are the smiles of all. We are united, we are one. We will do what we can to save one another…"
"Now is the time to take them back."
Every formed the guild hand signal, raising a wild battle cry.
As the Fairy Tail members have always said, "You mess with one Fairy, you mess with all."
Operation: Save Wendy has started. Gajeel Redfox, Pantherlily, Charle, Levy McGarden, Mirajane Strauss and Cana Alberona will do the mission. They must not let the kidnappers know that they are following to ensure Wendy's safety.
Runes were put around the guild house (courtesy of Freed) to ensure that non-Fairy Tail members could not enter. Makarov doesn't want the "kidnapping Wendy incident" to happen again. Alzack and Bisca were tasked to guard from the bell tower.
Makarov left the task of finding Lucy to Team Natsu. He trusts them enough to take her back.
*.*.*
Zeref now found himself staring in disbelief at the two persons in front of him. Yes, their magic power is not enough to defeat him, but they are not affected by his Death Magic. He can keep up with them by using Darkness Magic though.
His enemies were as follows: a woman, whose black hair is cut in level with the throat, making her a little boyish. She's wearing a tank top underneath a cream colored jacket paired with black slacks and high heeled shoes. An Ice Make wizard.
Next is a muscled man, maybe 6 feet tall, wearing a turban on his head and his jaw was braced. He was half-naked, dressed in only a pair of brown baggy pants and slippers. A Darkness user.
"What do you want from me?" he demanded from them after a few minutes of fighting.
"Simple, we want you," the woman replied, nonplussed.
The right moment when she said that, his other self is starting to reach out.
"We were tasked to bring you to her," the man added. "Zeref."
Closer, closer…
Zeref's eyes widened. "Stay away from me!"
The pair lunged.
Zeref didn't even notice that there was a third person hiding behind him. A good hit on that certain part of the neck, he passed out.
*.*.*
Mystogan just realized that planning and doing a prison break were two very different things. He's now located on the floor right above the exact place where Jellal Fernandes is kept.
The big problem is how to defeat 50 Rune Knights that were guarding the cell. He was careful not to expose himself as Mystogan but also hiding himself as a very perfect copy of Jellal. He changed his garments from that random collection of cloth to a traditional coat plus hood. He also brought his staves if worse comes to worst.
Waiting for that perfect timing, Jellal waited behind the wall beside the stairs. When a guard or official passes by he turns himself to mist, then comes back after they pass. But he can't wait forever.
I must set him free, now!
Taking a deep breath, he treaded the stairs carefully, not making any sound. When he reached the right destination, he used the fan-headed staff to make every guard fall asleep.
All of the guard yawned, and after a few seconds, their mouths fell slack.
He silently tiptoed through the bodies and once he arrived at the wall of the prison cell, he tried to figure to how to open it. He knew that there was a strong magic seal cast around the cell, and a small slot on the wall for identification processes. Searching the guards, he found no keys.
He sighed. Time to use the usual…
Using his staves to make a semi-circle around him, seven layers of different magic circles appeared in front of him. He never used this attack before, since one use could consume all the magic power stored in his staves, but he knew that Sacred Song won't open this cell. The ex-Fairy was forming a circle in the air with his two hands, then thrust them to the direction of the cell while he chanted…
"SEVEN LAYER MAGIC SEAL: ARMAGEDDON!"
A beam of concentrated magical energy shot through cell, opening it crudely. It even shot all the way through the wall behind, making an instant escape route. Alarm bells were already ringing throughout the Reformed Magic Council Prison.
Mystogan stepped inside, the metal bars singed from his earlier attack. His lookalike was located on the far corner of the room, just mere inches from the gaping hole. Okay maybe I overdid it…
The poor man was covered in several wounds and bruises; an obvious product of severe beating. Jellal weakly looked up at the same time that Mystogan revealed his face.
Jellal's expression was priceless.
"Who are you-" Jellal croaked, but was interrupted by his mirror image.
"Look, we don't have a single second. Anytime now, the Rune Knights will arrive and both of us will be tortured to death. Do you want that?"
Jellal hesitated. "I need to pay for-"
He was interrupted again. "For what? For your sins? If you wish to pay for them," Mystogan destroyed the chains with his staves, "come with me."
Jellal Fernandes still hesitated. But one question made him pull Mystogan out of the prison cell himself.
"Do you want to see Erza-san again or not?"
*.*.*
Erza was running towards the explosion, clearly angry. The people of Hargeon were thrown to disarray because of their idiotic fight.
What are they doing now? Didn't they even realize that their fight is the source of all the commotion? When I see them again I'll beat them to a pulp. They'll get a taste of who Erza really is when she's mad!
She requipped into Flight Armor she started to run as fast as the wind. After a few seconds somebody grabbed her from her foot and dragged her down to a full halt.
It was Dante.
How did he catch up with my Flight Armor? Erza was amazed. How can he do that? Usually when she uses her Flight Armor, her enemies and allies alike were left to dust. This man impressed her.
Her amazement lasted only for a second when she gazed upon his smirking face. It was clearly irritating, like he was trying to challenge at the same time mocking her.
"Whoa, slow down, slow down," Dante quipped, a grin cracking on his face. "A horde of demons aren't chasing ya."
Erza, out of rage, tried kicked him on his face, but a hand stopped the impact. She spun her around, grabbed her hand and pinned it on her back and used the other one to snake around her body to stop her movements. It took about three seconds for him to do that.
"Let me go, bastard," she snarled at the man as she tried squirming her way out. No avail. "I have to stop them!"
"Hey, my father and mother were married," he stated, not even breaking a sweat from stopping the armored wizard's actions. "And don't let your rage get into your head. You'll stop them soon enough. We'll go together."
"And why will you go with me?" Erza spat, gritting her teeth.
"Because," Dante whispered on her ear, his breath tickling her a little. "You're my little tour guide, right?"
Erza just stared at him in disbelief. She wanted to retort back to the man but another explosion stopped her from doing so.
*.*.*
Gray sighed in relief as Juvia stood up, still alive and breathing. Although she looked hurt and worn, she has this determination that can only be found amongst Fairy Tail Wizards.
"I will not let you hurt Gray-sama!" she cried out as the water inside the Water Lock spun and became a whirlpool. The girl inside was spinning like a fruit inside a blender.
"Maka! Soul!" their companion called out from behind. So he's the one who shot me, and this girl's Maka. But who's Soul?
He saw the guy rush out from the alleyway to help his ally. He looks a little weird. The guy was wearing a black tuxedo adorned with thick white lines on the shoulders. The neck part was held in place by a three-eyed skull. His eyes were golden, and his hair was black except for the three white lines on the right side.
Quit staring at the guy, damn it. He's going to kill Juvia!
Agreeing to his thoughts, he quickly stood up and covered the floor in ice. That made the weird looking guy fall to the floor.
The ice wizard heard him curse under his breath. He was about to stand when Gray had an idea. He moved to the Water Locked girl, turned the water to ice, and rolled it to guy's direction.
The ice ball slammed directly to the weird guy's face, it crushed him to the wall and broke on impact.
Gray has expected two people lying on the pavement. What he found instead were five people trying to stand up.
What the…? Where the hell did those people come from?
They're strong, Maka thought while wincing, panting and coughing out water. They surprised her. She never expected that the girl would survive from Black Star's blow. And the fact that she can manipulate water and her ally could create ice doesn't help the matters at all.
"Soul," Maka called to her partner. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, but our opponents are strong," Soul replied. "Not cool at all."
Liz snorted behind him. "On the contrary, I say very cool. That bastard can make ice!"
Patti just giggled. "He is very good for ice cream business."
"Liz, Patti, why don't you transform back to weapons so that we could beat those guys, huh?" Kid just muttered, irritated from their near defeat.
The sisters just gave a salute and transformed back to guns.
Maka motioned for Soul to do the same and he complied.
First thing that the Scythe Meister had noticed was the shock and incredulity painted on the faces of the two "witches". First time to see Demon Weapons?
But suddenly those emotions were replaced with fury. The girl behind him collapsed beside a blue cat.
Cat?
"Who the f*ck are you?" was all he could say.
"It doesn't matter who we are," Kid replied hastily. "Because we're going to have you're souls anyway."
The boy just gave a grin, clearly mocking them. "Oh yeah, we'll see whose soul's going to get ripped up."
You just opened the door to hell…
"RESONANCE OF SOULS!" the two meisters chorused, followed by their shrill cry.
Maka went first. "The super weapon of the traditional scythe meister: WITCH HUNTER!"
Soul became the familiar scythe with the crescent moon shaped head and a big red eye on the center. Maka swung him to the pair, releasing a bluish-white light, intended to ravage everything in its path.
Death the Kid's twin pistols became twin guns that looked like they were a part of his arm. Pointing them to his enemies, he released his signature attack.
"DEATH CANNON!"
But their enemies had also made a move. They were holding hands, and two blue magic circles, one lighter in color than the other, appeared on top of them.
"UNISON RAID!"
A combination of ice and water clashed with the meisters' assault. Each pair was hoping their attack will win.
Their hopes were put to a stop when a ball of fire from above crushed their clashing techniques.
They didn't notice before that a magic circle already appeared from above. It spewed out four unconscious and unfamiliar people, three girls and a man.
The raven-haired man was wearing a black garment adorned with red clouds. One of the females is a blond who was wearing a loose black kimono, holding a huge black fan and her hair is tied up into four buns, making a square-like pattern around her head. The other one is wearing a black shirt underneath a flak jacket paired with red loose-fitting pants and her rich brown hair is bound in two buns. The last female was badly hurt, as her flak jacket was badly torn, same with her shirt underneath and her black pants looked burned on the edges. Her hair is a deep blue, curtaining her face from view.
The same question was running through their heads.
Who are they, too?
*.*.*
AN: in my opinion, this chapter sucked. Oh well, bear with it. I'm a little grumpy these days. Can't even think clearly, let alone write. Chapter 8 might take a while.
I'm trying to create new techniques for the characters. Yes, because reusing the techniques from the anime is boring to me (except for Naruto: I will be using theirs still. Can't create Daton, Katon, Suiton and all that crap).
If you think that the battle scenes suck, please be of help and explain how to write a battle scene. I'm just an amateur when it comes to this. I'm planning to use this fic to train my skills in writing, since I am trying to write a novel.
Note: if you had watched or read Tsubasa Chronicles, that's how I envisioned Syaoran would look like in this fic.
Please R&R. chapter 8 might come faster than you think so. It depends if there's inspiration and I wasn't attacked with the virus called LAZINESS.
For the readers who are confused with my storyline, I'll try to post every single thing about the characters you don't know. The keywords though: I'LL TRY. XD
-arcturus_lein67