Fairy Tail Origins: White Eclipse
Chapter 2
"Is he awake yet!?" A loud, feminine voice roared from the kitchen. Reve stirred around on a sofa, slowly fluttering open his eyes. "Well he is now mother." Another feminine voice called. The second Reve awoke, an older female adult, brunette, quickly hugged him, petting the top of his head in sympathy as she whimpered. "Reve honey are you okay?!" Reve sat up as the woman continued, placing a hand on her arm as he gathered himself. The woman then gently pushed him back down into the sofa. "Oh no child! You're not moving anywhere with that ankle!"
"Huh?" Reve looked over to his foot, noticing it elevated and in wraps. He then took note of the female sitting beside him on the couch, smiling back at him. At that time, the older female got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen. "Krissa. How did I?"
"Parents were out late again, and found you blacked out on the street. Daddy was livid." She giggled at the thought. "But now here you are." She patted his leg, slowly shaking her head. "You shouldn't gamble you know." Reve blinked at the young brunette. He then slowly smiled as well as he gazed back at her green orbs. "Yeah, sorry-"
"You say that all the time. Don't apologize if you're not going to stop, Reve." The tone in Krissa's voice was more than evident that she was upset at Reve. She stood from her seat, and began walking to the other side of the room. "I swear, I'm going to get grey hairs before my own mother if you keep this up!"
Reve didn't say a word, instead he continued to grin as Krissa walked back over to the couch with a water bottle in hand. She dropped it on the cushion beside him, Reve catching it on the bounce. "Okay, okay." He feigned an annoying tone. He took a swig from the bottled water, and then closed the cap once again before placing it on the floor. "Geez you can be a pain sometimes. I don't know what to do with you~."
She immediately puffed her cheeks in anger, her face taking on a red tinge. She then slapped Reve's hurt ankle purposely, causing him to yelp in pain. His body jolted in response. "You're impossible!" Krissa yelled back. "Everything doesn't need a smart response!"
"Chill out!" Reve yelled back. He moved around to attempt to dull the pain. Krissa couldn't help but bare her teeth, feeling frustrated at Reve, as if it was a daily thing. "Look! I can't keep worrying about you all the time! Promise me you won't do this again! Now!"
Reve raised a brow, taken back by her tone. He curled his lip, but then answered her. "You need to relax."
"That's not a promise Reve!" Krissa fussed again, gripping the cushion to the sofa. "You're always hurt! Just stop getting into things!"
He huffed in annoyance. "You're right, I'm always getting hurt. I need to fix that..."
"What do you mean?"
After the pain died down, Reve sat up, and wrapped his arms around the young brunette, catching her off guard. Her face slowly turned red as she too wrapped her arms around Reve. "Thank you. For taking care of me."
Krissa nodded, uttering a noise to signify she couldn't muster a response with words in the moment.
In the kitchen, the older brunette watched along with a dark grey haired male. "They're so precious." The male said.
The older woman fanned herself, smiling genuinely as she did so. "I can't wait until she turns her from a Reiss into a Volver."
"Whoa now honey, long way to go before that. Reve is like a second son, but I won't even leave them alone until they're adults no mam."
"Oh stop!" She playfully slapped Mr. Reiss on the chest, turning into a hug. "We married young remember? I'm sure they'll turn our like us, if not then even better~!"
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"Sidney. I'm tired..." Zalen whined, pushing his glasses up to correctly fix his face. The two boys continued walking through what seemed like the endless plains of Fiore. Sidney stopped, and looked around. Without a map he tried to decipher which way was the way to the famous Sabertooth guild. He then came to the realization that he was lost. {I don't want to scare Zalen, so we'll stop here.}
"Okay, squirt. We'll stop here for the night, alright?"
Zalen nodded while rubbing his right eye with a balled up hand. His drooped off his face afterwards, causing him to have to fix them once again. Sidney then placed his bag down, and pulled out two sleeping bags, one for the both of them. Zalen quickly crawled into his and passed out. Sidney blinked. "What a trooper. At first I thought he was just complaining, but he was tired the whole time... He couldn't take anymore." Sidney couldn't help but smile at his brother's efforts. He then slid into his own bag, slowly drifting off as well.
Hours past until Sidney felt a couple of rain drops fall from the sky. He awoke, and looked over to Zalen. As the rain began to pick up, Sidney came to a conclusion. He slid out of his sleeping bag, and covered Zalen's head with it to stop the rain from falling on the young male. Sidney then laid back down, curled into a ball with no shelter as the rain picked up more, now a heavy downpour. He did what he could to endure, shivering as he looked back to his little brother, smiling as he noticed the rain unable to touch the brunette. "S-s-sleep well, Zalen."
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Quatro Cerberus and Jack stood outside the now closed bar. Bacchus patted Jack on the top of the head as they began to walk off. "Alright kid, it's been wild!"
"FOUR!"
"But we're off!"
"Wait!" Jack exclaimed. "I want to come with! I want to join the guild!"
Bacchus stopped, and then looked at his fellow guild mates. He then rubbed the back of his, hiccuping once before turning to Jack. "No you don't kid, you're on an adventure." He replied. He the walked back towards Jack, patting his head once again. "Don't let one night of excitement run you off of your course alright? Go wherever you were about to set off to."
"But I don't know where I'm going! Quatro Cerberus is the answer!" Jack retorted. "Let me in!"
Bacchus sighed. "Look I really want to, but everyone here agrees, you didn't plan on joining us at first. Enjoy that life of yours kid, continue to explore."
"But..!" Jack's lip began to quiver...he was denied his first guild request. "I thought you guys were wild!"
"FOU-"
"NOT THERE YOU NUMBSKULLS!" Bacchus comically yelled, cutting his guild mates off.
Bacchus turned around to see Jack running off, past the Magnolian outskirts. He sighed once more, and then shrugged. "He'll be okay. Hopefully he'll become wild enough to make me regret that decision."
Jack ran, a few tears running down his eyes until he he tripped over his own feet, landing on the grassy ground. As he hit the ground, from his waist side, a deck of magic cards fell from his pockets, scattering all over the earth. He continued to snivel as he picked the cards up one by one, finally breaking down before picking up the last one. "I'll show him!" He cried. "I'll show all of them! I'll become a mage somewhere else. And I'll request to fight them in the games! And I'll win! I'll beat him so bad, he'll go sober! And I'll be the one drinking with guild mates! I..." He couldn't muster another word as he sat back up, shakily picking up the last card; a card that held the picture of an earth plateau. He stared at it, and then placed it on top of his deck before picking himself up for the long journey ahead of him.
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"Does it not worry you how fast Reve can heal?" Krissa whispered to her father. Outside, Reve was running away from a little boy in a playful manner the boy finally catching up to him, and tackling the male to the ground.
"Now now, Krissa. Reve is a special boy. And if he can heal that fast, then that'll make him a better protector for you."
Krissa immediately turned red faced at the comment, electing not to respond to it as she stared at her feet embarrassingly. She then looked back up at the two boys in the front yard. "Don't hurt him Ralo. His accident was just yesterday."
Ralo, the little brown haired boy hopped off of Reve after hearing the statement. He then "helped" Reve to his feet with the pull of an arm, even though Reve was really doing all of the work. "He's fine, Krissa." Reve said with a smile, dusting himself off.
"But your ankle."
"This ankle?" Reve grinned, and then performed a backflip where he stood; he and Ralo both laughing afterwards.
"...Show off."
Reve then ran over to Krissa and Mr. Reiss. His happy demeanor was slowly turning into a serious one as he began to speak. "So me and your dad talked about something last night."
Immediately, a million thoughts focusing on one concept flooded Krissa as she stood wide eyed. "What's...what's that?"
Reve gave a sigh, still smiling as he grabbed Krissa's hand.
"Krissa..."
{Heart racing.}
"I've decided..."
{Red tinge as her eyes widen.}
Reve smiled brightly, eyes closed as he gave her the news. "To become a mage!"
A long silence fell over her, and after that silence, in the next instance a loud smack was heard. Krissa held her follow through for a bit as Reve's head jolted to the right. Even Mr. Reiss stood in shock as Krissa stood there, in front of Reve. Reve turned back to her, seemingly emotionless as he slowly let go of her hand, and began walking off.
"Don't come back either!" Her shaky voice called out as Reve made his way down the street. He rolled up his sleeves as he walked off, not even responding to her. Krissa walked back inside, her father following her as Ralo stood there, dumbfounded.
"Krissa come back here!"
"No, this is your fault too!" She barked back at her father, tears already slowly falling. "You approved of this! He's always getting hurt! How is becoming a mage going to fix that! He's just going to create more enemies! Stronger people to hurt him!"
Mr. Reiss stopped as Krissa made her way upstairs, closing the door behind her.
"I didn't think she would react like that..."
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"ACHOO!"
Sidney sniffed heavily, trying to keep the contents from his nose from falling. He wiped his nose with a cloth as he and Zalen continued on, the dawn sun shining over them. "How are you sick, Sidney? Did you not cover up well enough?"
Sidney smiled as he looked at his little brother, patting him on the head and ruffling his hair. "I guess not, squirt. I'll try better next time. So lets just...ACHOO!...lets just keep moving until we make it to Sabertooth."
Zalen shook his head and then reached for his bag that Sidney was carrying. "They're a prestigious guild. They won't accept us if you're sneezing!" Looking through his bag, he found what he was looking for. His last cup of fruit juice. "Drink it, it helps you feel better!"
Sidney shook his head. "That's your last one, Zalen. Keep it incase you get sick."
"But you're sick now! So drink! We're almost to Sabertooth right? We can stock up again once we get into town!"
Sidney sighed, he didn't have the heart to tell Zalen that they were lost. "Yeah...almost there. Just...over that mountain."
Sidney pointed towards what seemed like a snowy mountain range. "If anything, I can use the mountain peak to find out where we are.." He thought to himself.
"Okay then here! Before you get influenza!"
"Only you say influenza."
"It's the correct term!"
Sidney laughed a bit, and then took the cup, drinking the contents inside. Once finished, he placed the cup back into the bag and continued walking along with Zalen as they headed for the snowy mountains.
Miles later, Sidney held Zalen behind him, as he found themselves surrounded. He narrowed his eyes as three Vulcans circled around them. "Stay close Zalen."
"Right!" Zalen nodded as the vulcans gave out their creepy laughs. Without warning, the first Vulcan lunged towards the two, and swung a right fist forward. Sidney used it's momentum, and flipped the Vulcan over, slamming it into the ground. The beast scrambled to it's feet as another one rushed them. Zalen held out a hand, and from the ground, a wooden wall appeared, shooting upward. The vulcan broke through with one punch, but as it did, Sidney and Zalen were no longer in their previous location. The Vulcan then turned right into a right hand, more wood breaking apart as Zalen slammed a right hook into the vulcan's jaw with his wooden encased hands. The Vulcan slid across the ground and laid on it's back, dizzy. Before Zalen could celebrate, the third beast grabbed the young boy by the arms, lifted him and began running off. "Let go! Sidney!"
"Zalen!" Sidney tried to chase, but the last Vulcan standing cuts him off. Sidney slides to a stop, snarling as he kept tabs on his little brother's direction. The Vulcan swung down a hammer fist, but Sidney leaped away, and slammed an uppercut into the Vulcan's chin. Before the beast could react, Sidney the slammed a knee into the back of his school. The Vulcan fell over, unconscious. Sidney then quickly took off in a sprint, easily catching up to the Vulcan who looked back in fear. Realizing it was pointless, the Vulcan quickly dropped Zalen and began waving in surrender while backing away from an enraged Sidney. The beast then turned around to run, only to run into a wooden wall. It comically fell over, passed out. "Are you okay?" Sidney asked his brother as he checked for wounds.
"Sorry, I let my guard down.." Zalen replied. Sidney smiled, and ruffled his hair, giving Zalen a genuine smile. "Relax, squirt! I'm just glad you're okay! Besides, you were awesome!"
Zalen's eyes lit up from the praise as they began walking back towards their destination. "Really!?"
"Yeah! The way you socked that one Vulcan! Amazing!"
The two continued their celebration as they moved forward. "Hey Zalen.."
"Yeah Sidney?"
"I love you bro, okay?"
"You're gross."
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A small unknown city. Jack entered just in time to what seems like a small festival. He walked around the small yet busy streets of this city, hands on the straps of his bag. His stomach then began growling as he walked on. "Too bad I'm broke.." He then stopped as he heard a man speak loudly. "We need one more person for the drinking challenge! Must be fifteen or older! Grand prize is ten thousand jewel!"
Jack quickly ran over, jumping into the empty seat.
"Are you fifteen, kid?" The male asked. He raised his hand with a smile. "Fifteen and one week exactly!"
"Very well! Contestants are you ready!? Begin!" The man threw his hand down. In front of Jack were ten mugs. The rules that the first to finish all ten without vomiting wins. He lifted the first. "Wild, right?" He then threw back the mug, chugging down the alcohol as if he was Bacchus himself. By the eighth one, he began to waver, but he continued on as he was the first one to finish, and well ahead of the second place contestant. The crowd applauded as Jack wavered around with his hands up. "Who is this kid?" One man asked.
"I don't know, but he's amazing!" Another yelled. The host handed him a sack of jewel and Jack carried on triumphantly down the street, turning the corner drunkenly.
Later that night, Jack woke up from his drunken sleep, finding himself in a back alley on top of trash bags. He yawned, and then held his head in dire pain. "Ow! What is this?" He was experiencing his first hangover. He closed his eyes, but the pain didn't stop. "Ugh...I'm still hungry too."
Royal stood up, his blurry vision slowly correcting as he blinked continuously. Once fixed, he looked around for his bag of jewel. It was nowhere to be found. He began a panic as he looked around, patting himself down in the process. "No...no no no! I just... I just had it, I remember! I..."
He crawled through the garbage he slept on, one of the bags splitting open and falling on him. He ignored it for now as he continued to look for his bag of jewel. He then finally came to the conclusion. He was robbed. Jack stared at the trash infested ground, tears returning as tried to hold in his frustrations. "I won that...fair and square. Why...?"
He then did the only thing he could do with no money. Jack curled up into a ball, and held back his cries as he tried to ignore the frustrating hangover that plagued him.
[ "I never wanna see him again."]
["It's just over this mountain."]
["I won that fair and square...why?"]