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SOOOOOO here's the shtick, I'm thinking of setting a deadline for myself to finish this fic because I'm actually almost done :'( *cries a little because I really like writing this fic, but the end is soon.*
If I stick to my deadline I will be finished by the time I start school, so September 1. I would like to thank everyone who followed/favorited and a special shoutout to GhostOfOnyx because they reviewed, and have stuck with me through this entire fiasco of an updating schedule and odd story.
Now I'm just stalling...
So without further ado...
~ Diana
Lyra was awoken to a bucket of cold water being poured over her head, and a large man grabbing her by her hair and dragging her out of bed. She squealed in surprise and was promptly dropped after she was pulled into the common room. Her clothes were thrown at her, she assumed Master J had used the material to cover his hand when he dragged her, and she met the eyes of her Master. The boys were all already up, and in their clothes. They presumably had the same treatment.
"Get dressed." The Guild Master hissed. Lyra held his gaze as she stripped and he held out a hand for the discarded clothing. She handed it to him and pulled on her black pants. Her Master stared at her unnervingly and Lyra brushed the glare aside as she pulled the black shirt over her head. Lyra glanced at her teammates to find them all staring at her as well. Orga had his arms crossed and he seemed to be disinterested in the whole situation. Rufus brushed invisible dust off his shoulder and shook his head pitifully. Sting's mouth hung open dumbly. Rogue's face was the color of a tomato and his eyes looked glassy. Lyra giggled to herself.
"What's so funny?" Master J growled.
"I think I just ruined the Dragon Slayers' innocence." She said with a shrug. She wrapped herself in her jacket and began pulling on her gloves. Master J whipped around to glare at them and Lyra winked behind Jiemma's back.
"Pull yourselves together you fucking shits. It's just a girl." He ordered. The Dragon Slayers nodded and made grimaces as they tried to recover face.
"Now, I wanted to talk to you before you went out and won." Jiemma made eye contact with each of them as he talked and glared to cement his point. "If you do not win, I will have you disgrace yourselves in front of the entire Guild. You don't want that to happen do you, you worthless pieces of crap?"
"No sir." The team mumbled.
"Good. Are you going to win?" He asked them.
"Yes Master!" They chorused.
He nodded. "That's what I fucking thought." He turned and strode out of the room. The teammates uneasily shared glances.
"Soooo…" Sting stared to say, trying to dispel the awkward silence that stretched between the members of Sabertooth. Lector shuffled out from his hiding place behind Sting and stared intently at Lyra.
"You have breasts!" He proclaimed.
Lyra crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. "That tends to happen when you're a girl." Lyra snapped at him.
"You let him order you around like that?" Rogue almost whispered.
Lyra sighed, and twirled her blue lock of hair. "He's my Guild Master, I don't really have a choice."
The blushing Shadow Dragon Slayer decided not to say anything more. Frosch waddled up to Lyra and tugged on her pant leg. She looked down and he held out his arms, as if asking her to pick him up. She did and stroked his head absently as she walked towards the exit of the common room.
"Come on. We're competing today. We need food." She said. At the sound of Sting's favorite thing in the world the White Dragon Slayer dashed out of the room with Lector close behind him. Rogue sighed and shook his head while he and the others followed.
After breakfast they went to the Grand Magic Games arena and, like the days before, stood for all of Fiore to see with the other Guilds as they were introduced.
"And today's match is the lovely ladies of MERMAID HEEL!" The crowd erupted into screams. "And the ferocious tigers of Fiore, SABERTOOTH!" The roar for their team was quieter than that of Mermaid Heel, but that's to be expected as Mermaid Heel was all pretty girls and so they had a bigger fanbase.
"We will, like always, announce positions and give out the piece papers. Bishops, from Mermaid Heel Risley Law, and from Sabertooth, Rogue Cheney!" Team Sabertooth watched as one of the Twins made their way to get the card with the stamped chess piece on it and the Bishops made their ways to their starting points. This continued to be the case for each of the next contestants. "The Rooks are Rufus and Aura! Knights are Orga and Beth! Queens are Sting and Arana! And last but not least, Kings are Kagura and Lyra!"
Lyra took her place in the middle of her row. Sting stood on one side of her and Rufus stood on the other. Rufus dusted off the cuff of his flamboyant shirt and Sting grinned, cracking his knuckles.
"LET THE GAMES BEGIN!" There was another roar from the crowd and the team names were chanted over and over.
"MERIMAID HEEL! MER-MAID HEEL! MER-MAID HEEL!"
"SAY-BER-TOOTH! SAY-BER-TOOTH! SAY-BER-TOOTH!"
This is going to be fun. Lyra thought with a smile.
And it was. Eventually, but the beginning was pretty boring. Sabertooth went first. Rogue moved from his spot next to Rufus all the way to the other edge, effectively being in the position to directly challenge the knight from Mermaid Heel, Beth. Kagura ordered to Beth to move in an L shape behind Rogue so they could avoid conflict. Beth did as she was told and Rufus muttered to Lyra that Jiemma wanted them to take the game slowly, make it interesting, and to pass on the message. Lyra whispered to Sting, repeating what Rufus had told her and was received with a smirk.
"Wouldn't want to disappoint Master." He whispered back before passing it on to Orga.
"Looks like Sabertooth is planning something, doesn't it Frank?" One announcer asked the other. The announcers had been speaking aimlessly during the entire interaction, but so far only about Mermaid Heel.
"Yeah it does. And boy do they have some power in their Guild Chapati. The person probably planning the course of action is Rufus Lore. Rufus is quite the brain I've heard."
"That's right Frank, Rufus Lore is a Memory-make mage. He is also incredibly smart and probably has planned out the entire game. But power-wise he pales in comparison to his teammates, even though he is so strong."
"True. Who would you say the second least strong is Chapati? The Dragon Slayers, Sting Eucliffe and Rogue Cheney, or the God Slayer, Orga Nanagear."
"Definitely the God Slayer, Frank, even though he can slay Gods as his name suggests, the Twin Dragon Slayers of Sabertooth are possibly the strongest Sabertooth has to offer. Especially since their Unison Raid has been perfected and they can both tap into the Dragonforce, the special Dragon Slayer mode that essentially turns the mages into human dragons."
"I agree that the Twin Dragon Slayers, Sting and Rogue are very powerful, but I can't help but notice that another of the most powerful mages in Sabertooth has yet to make an appearance. Minerva Orland, the daughter of the Guild Master herself. Minerva is arguably the most powerful person in the Guild."
Lyra rolled her eyes, and Orga snorted under his breath while Sting straight out laughed.
"Looks like they're forgetting all about you, huh Witch Hunter?" He smirked. Lyra stuck her tongue out at him. Orga moved to a box two places in front of Sting. Arana moved to where Beth's starting point had been and Rogue took the opportunity to move diagonally and challenge Arana.
"FIRST CHALLENGE OF TODAY!" Chapati cried. Lyra jumped not expecting him to have spoken so loudly. "Rogue Cheney versus Arana Webb, iiiiiiiinnnnnn A TRIVIA GAME! Bonus points to anyone in the crowd who can get every question right."
Rogue and Arana walked off of the chess board and over to where two buzzers lacrima were being set up, along with a pedestal and a score board. The score board had each Guild insignia over a number, the numbers were currently as 0:0.
Rufus sighed. "That's a little anti-climactic, don't you think?" He said to no one in particular.
The little pumpkin man appeared on the pedestal. "HERE ARE THE RULES: The first to press their lacrima gets to answer the question. You have ten seconds to answer the question. If they get it wrong, the other team gets a chance to steal. The person who has won the most questions by the end of the seven questions wins. Simple enough?" He asked the contestants who nodded. They placed their hands directly over the buzzer lacrima but didn't touch them. He took out a small card and read the question off of it.
"FIRST QUESTION: Seven years ago, what Guild had many of their members disappear over what island?"
Rogue's hand was down first. "Fairy Tail lost their members over Tenrou Island."
"Correct!" There was a ding! and the 0 that had represented Sabertooth changed to a 1.
The announcers gave a play by play. "And Sabertooth has the FIRST POINT!" The crowd cheered. "Off to a great start don't you think?"
"Definitely! I wonder who will take the next question…" Then they proceeded to talk about the probability of each team winning each question.
"Question Two!" The pumpkin shouted, holding up the appropriate amount of fingers. "name the Four Kings of Ishgar!"
Arana's hand slammed onto the buzzer lacrima. "God Serena, Hyberion, Wolfheim, and Warrod Sequen."
"Correct!"
"Now they're tied!"
"Yes, definitely getting more-"
"Question Three! Name seven Guildmasters."
Rogue answered this question. "Master Jiemma, Master Ooba, Master Goldmine, Master Bob, Master Banaboster, Master Macao, Master Ivan." Master Ivan had recently become a big issue as his Guild Raven Tail used to be a Dark Guild. Lyra didn't care much about him though, he was the son of Master M (the first) of Fairy Tail, so he probably was pathetic like his father.
"Four! The full name of one of our announcers today!"
Rogue answered this one again. "Chapati Lola."
"Five! Name the highest rank a Guild Member can have if they are not master!"
Arana hit the buzzer first. "S-Class."
"Six! What was the historical name of the Grand Magic Games?"
Rogue responded. "The Dragon King Festival."
"Seven! Name the most evil wizard of all time."
The buzzer lacrima lit up at the same time. The announcers began to speak about how that wasn't possible. The pumpkin began to babble agreeing with them and the feeling of restlessness came over the entire Arena.
"Sorry everyone! An error has occurred with the lacrimas. We are getting it fixed right now." Chapati Lola apologized. He and Frank began to speak to fill the actionless silence. Mechanics came onto the field and began fiddling with the buzzers.
The wizard we think is the most evil, or the universally recognized one? Rogue thought to himself grimly even though he knew what answer they wanted. He glanced up at the stands where Master Jiemma sat glaring at his Guild Members. Rogue glanced at Arana. It didn't matter whether or not she got this question correct, he had more points than she did. Sweat dripped down her neck and Rogue felt an odd sense of… sympathy? What that the word? He hoped she had a nicer Guild Master than he did. If Rogue had lost to someone this badly Jiemma would humiliate him and probably harm him. Or Frosch. Rogue clenched his fists. He was never letting that sick bastard anywhere near his Exceed. He glanced at the pumpkin man who was staring, puzzled, at the lacrimas while the mechanics worked. Shouldn't they not be able to go off at the same time? After inspection the mechanics shrugged and lent a Jewel to the pumpkin.
The Grand Magic Games Mascot quieted everyone with a wave of his hands. "So the lacrimas have been broken from force of impact, and we will decide who goes first to answer the final question with a flick of a Jewel!" The pumpkin man turned to the contestants. Rogue glanced at Arana who was twisting her fingers nervously. "Laaadies first!" He proclaimed, drawing out the first word.
"H-Heads." Arana chose nervously, leaving Rogue with tails. The pumpkin man flicked the Jewel in the air. It was one of those moments where time slowed, the tension in the arena was so thick you could cut it with a White Dragon Roar. Even the announcers stayed silent as Rogue prayed, to whatever deity or Dragon out there pulling the strings, for the coin to land on tails. The coin fell through the air and it seemed to move down sluggishly, down, down, down, until finally, it landed in the open hand of the pumpkin man.
"Tails!" He proclaimed and the crowd cheered. Rogue let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and answered the question.
"Zeref." The crowd was silent and there was a ding! announcing that Rogue had been correct. He glanced at the score board: 2:5, Sabertooth's favor.
"CONGRADULATIONS TEAM SABERTOOTH! YOU HAVE WON YOUR FIRST CHALLENGE!" The pumpkin cried, throwing his arms in the air. The crowd erupted again.
"Well I have to say Frank, I did not see that coming."
"Me neither Chapati, Sabertooth might actually have the power to win this year."
"I wouldn't count your Exceeds yet Frank, we have yet to see if they win this round."
"True, true…" They continued to talk and Rogue returned to his place on the chessboard.
It was Mermaid Heel's turn and their Rook, Aura, moved forward until she was one full box away from Rufus. He stepped forward and challenged her. They ended up in a modeling contest which Rufus ended up winning by making everyone remember him as a beautiful woman. He took his spot back on the board and it was Mermaid Heel's turn again. Risley moved diagonally a few places in front of Kagura and Rogue went to challenge the chubby mermaid.
He was sadly defeated in a rousing Chariot Race. The rules were announced and Rogue had already begun to look green, but it was too late now.
He and Risley mounted their specially adorned (with their Guildmarks and names) chariots. The rules were simple, get your chariot to the other side of the arena before the other person. The starting gun was shot and Rogue whipped his horses into gear. He immediately felt sick and Sting burst out laughing as his Twin began to tremble with nausea. Orga face-palmed himself and Rufus tilted the brim of his hat, in effort not to watch the terrifyingly pathetic display.
"And they're off! Or at least Mermaid Heel's Risley is. Rogue from Sabertooth seems to… be sick?!" Chapati turned to his fellow announcer. "It does seem like he's sick, doesn't it?"
"Come on Rogue! Snap out of it!" Lyra cheered him on. She turned to a hysterical Sting. "What's going on with him?"
The White Dragon Slayer didn't answer her, instead Rufus did. "The Dragon Slayers get motion-sick." He explained. Lyra's jaw dropped.
"Both of them?" She wondered. Sting immediately stopped giggling at his Twin's expense and held Lyra's twinkling gaze. She was laughing at him!
"Maybe…" He acknowledged slowly. "Why?"
Lyra began to laugh audibly now. "You, *giggle*, the Great, Almighty Sting gets *snort* motion sick!" She held her sides from laughing so much.
Sting harrumphed and crossed his arms. "Says the person afraid of heig-"
Lyra punched him in the face and he scowled. "Hey!" He complained. Her eyes weren't twinkling anymore, now they were deadly serious.
"If you tell anybody about that. I will rip your head off, with my bare hands, after I have drained you almost to death." She threatened.
Sting rolled his eyes, and rubbed his jaw. "Yeah, yeah, I get it."
Risley didn't even need to use magic to win the challenge and Rogue was out of the game. Well shit, Master J is gonna be pissed at him. Lyra thought. Risley took her spot back and Orga moved to challenge her again.
"Yeah Orga!" Lyra called. "You go! Avenge Rogue!"
"For this challenge, we will have both Risley and Orga defeat a terrifying monster. The first to defeat their monster wins!" The mascot explained. Two large cages were brought onto the field with huge beasts inside them that ran at the bars repeatedly, making them creak and shake, as they tried to escape. People in the audience screamed. The mascot turned to them.
"Don't worry!" He told them. "We have powerful mages on hand, including those in the tournament to kill the monsters if they escape from their impenetrable cages." This relaxed the spectators slightly.
Orga and Risley went into their respective cages and the bars were locked behind them. Orga squared off against his monster and a bell rang.
"Begin!" The pumpkin ordered, throwing his arms up in the air for emphasis.
Risley circled her monster. The monsters were ten times the height of the Mermaid Heel member and her bright purple. They stood on four legs, large ugly yellow snouts snorted smoke. They had small black beady eyes and two long ivory tusks stuck out of their mouths. While Risley circled her monster, thinking of a way to attack, Orga decided that she was taking too long.
He held his naked out in front of him and shouted "120 Millimeter Black Lighting Cannon!" A loud boom resonated in the arena and Orga's monster was engulfed in smoke and dust. When the air finally settled, the mages could see the remains of what was once Orga's monster. A tusk that had been almost completely incinerated, and one of it's gigantic paws were all that was left of the beast. Orga dusted off his hands and waited for the staff of the Grand Magic Games to open his cage.
The shocked crowd exploded into cheering. They chanted Orga's name and he beamed and he made his way back to the chess board.
Needless to say, Risley was out of the game.
"That was fabulous!" Chapati commented. "Orga Nanagear took down that creature in a blaze of lighting! Simply fabulous! The question is, if Sabertooth had such talented members, why have they never won before?"
"The answer, Chapati, is simple. They have never had this arrangement of mages in the Games before. Look out Guilds! Sabertooth is taking Fiore by storm!"
The crowd cheered again and Lyra glanced at her Guild Master. She could almost swear she saw him, just for a millisecond, look slightly proud. But then the emotion was replaced with his usual glare of disapproval. They were going to win. They were really going to win!
With their egos fluffed and Mermaid Heel seeming to be on the losing side Beth made the stupid decision to regain her Guild's pride and move close to Sting, who, high on the team's recent victory, moved diagonally to challenge her.
They had a dance off, to which Sting won by break dancing and winking at the fans in the stands, making several swoon or scream his name in support (what they loved about him Lyra would never get, like sure he was cute but he wasn't as sexy as some of the people from Blue Pegasus).
All that was left was more than half of the team of Sabertooth and Kagura Mikazuchi of Mermaid Heel. Kagura stepped forward silently, capturing the gaze of the entire arena. Rufus moved to his right, effectively stepping in front of Lyra. Kagura took another step and challenged Orga, in what was a one on one battle as she was the King of the decimated Mermaid Heel team.
Orga grinned at the challenge and cracked his knuckles. "You will not win."
Kagura held her sword aloft and stared intensely into Orga's eyes. "Sometimes," she said flatly, the spectators held their breaths as they hung on to every word she uttered. "Mermaids can devour tigers."
Orga held his arms out to cast his spell. "120 MILLIMETER-" He never finished his spell as Kagura's sheathed sword slid across his chest. Nothing happened for a solid second and then his chest burst with blood. It dripped down his torso and onto his pants. Orga's eyes stayed wide while she kicked him in the head, making him fly into the wall of the arena. Orga did not stand. Medics rushed to his aid and Kagura resumed her place on the board.
"Kagura Mikazuchi, everyone! Wow does that lady clean up! She didn't even use magic!"
"She didn't?!"
"No! She only used her precious sword, Archenemy. Archenemy is her special weapon which, when drawn, can cause cataclysmic events! To public knowledge, Kagura has never drawn her sword. Archenemy remains sheathed until she finds the one person that she has named her sword for, her arch enemy."
"Well, don't leave us hanging, who is Kagura's arch enemy, Chapati?"
"That's just it Frank, she hasn't told anyone. But boy would I not want to be them." The announcers laughed from the safety of their box and Lyra grimaced. Her Arch Enemy, huh?
Rufus moved up to where Kagura stood in front of him and challenged her. His fight took longer than Orga's had. First he tilted his hat to her, she didn't respond. He then shouted "MEMORY-MAKE!" Kagura tried to attack him mid-spell as she had done with Orga, but all she caught was the memory of him. "A NIGHT OF FALLING STARS!"
Rufus spread out his arms and a large golden light shot from him and straight to Kagura who stepped to the side of the spell, barely missing it. She narrowed her eyes, realizing she might actually have to use magic this time. But Rufus was already casting his next spell.
"-TURBULENT FANG!"
The vertical whirlwinds surrounded Kagura who suddenly flew up, above the reach of the tornados, and landed. Her sword broke the ground where a memory of Rufus was, and she whipped around to catch his hat in her sword. The sword cut through the hat like a knife through butter and Rufus became enraged (something rarely seen) at the loss of his precious hat. The pink plume drifted the ground and Rufus cast another spell.
"MEMORY-MAKE; KARMA OF BURNING LAND!"
The ground broke into flowing blasts of lava. Kagura used her magic to somehow fly above the burning ground ("Look at that! That's Kagura's gravity manipulation magic! By manipulated her own gravity she can essentially fly! How ingenious!") and attacked Rufus with a kick to the head, this time she scored and Rufus went flying. He hit his head on the unbroken ground and with a mighty crack was down for the count. Wow. Lyra would love to get her chance at this girl.
When Kagura walked back to the chess board that seemed to be what would happen. Kagura took a step forward and Sting looked determinded to move and challenge her.
"No!" Lyra shouted sharply. Both mages turned to face her. "I take her." She ordered.
"Looks like Lyra Young has a plan of action against her unbeatable opponent!"
Lyra ignored the rest of the announcers' talk as they began to discuss her. Kagura and Lyra stood two boxes apart. Kagura's icy, stoic gaze matched with Lyra's playful grin. Lyra stepped forward.
"Speaking of which, we never did get around to evaluating Lyra Young, did we?"
"No we didn't Frank. Actually not much is known about this specific Saber. Lyra Young was wanted by the Magic Council for Classified purposes once when she was younger, she then got out of those as she was accepted into her current Guild."
Kagura stepped forward. They stood toe to toe, eyes locked. Lyra didn't move and decided the let the suspense build as her turn dragged on.
"Lyra Young does however have a rare and special ability."
"What is that ability, Chapati?"
"That's the thing, it's so rare that many don't know of it, in fact I haven't even been informed about this ability. On special request of her Guild Master it has been kept secret from most staff in effort to keep the surprise when she finally does fight. We are only allowed to know and have information about it when her first challenge starts." That seemed to Lyra like a long enough turn. She stepped forward and tapped Kagura on the top of her black hair. She grinned and giggled.
"I challenge you." She said simply.
Kagura seemed stunned by Lyra's reaction to her challenge and stepped back warily. She continued to stare at Lyra whose grin widened.
Lyra and Kagura walked off of the chessboard and squared off. Lyra said no word, cast no spell, for the simple reason of the fact that she couldn't. Kagura regarded this cautiously, but the match wouldn't begin unless someone attacked. Kagura readied her sword and barreled toward the Void.
Up in his seat, Chapati Lola and Frank were give a notecard explaining Lyra's magic, the fact that she didn't have any.
"The news is in folks! Lyra's magic is... she doesn't have any?" There was an audible gasp from most of the audience including Frank.
Lyra side-stepped and kicked Kagura in the stomach. The Mermaid took the kick in stride and refocused on her target.
Kagura's eyes narrowed again. "You... don't have any magic?" She asked slowly.
Lyra shook her head. "Nope! But if you really feel that upset about it you can give me some of yours."
"So you steal other people's magic."
Lyra cocked her head to the side. "I guess you could say that." She pondered. She grinned and waved on the girl tauntingly. "Gonna take your best shot Mermaid?"
"Do not challenge me Tiger." Kagura warned. She readied her sword again and swung it at her opponent. Lyra, to Kagura's amazement (not that she would admit it), giggled and ducked, dodging the strike.
"Why Mermaid? Afraid you'll lose?"
"I don't lose."
Lyra shrugged. "First time for everything."
Kagura took another swipe at the magicless girl and Lyra dodged again. This continued while they talked. A swipe to the head, Lyra would duck, a jab at the leg, Lyra would jump, a slash across her chest, Lyra would dance just out of range. Kagura saw the other girl playing with her, and saw the other girl enjoy it. Kagura did not like that.
"How can you be so sure of yourself?" She asked. "Two of your powerful teammates were beaten by my hand."
"I know." Lyra agreed. She grinned cheekily. "I'm better than them."
"Lyra Young was born with a rare ability. This ability is labeled Void. A more common name for a Void is Witch Hunter." The announcers explained, continuing to read off the notecard. "Everybody is born with a certain amount with Magic Energy inside of them. The more powerful you are and depending on if you become a mage or not depends on your capacity to obtain and harness your magic energy. Lyra is Void of this essential energy."
"So I take other's, and use it to make me stronger, faster, smarter, better." Lyra finished. "Try your best Kagura. Ain't no way you can win."
"Watch me." The girl with the sword said.
They squared off again and Kagura concentrated on trying to change Lyra's gravity. Lyra grinned widely as her pupils began dilate. Kagura's eyes grew wide as she began to grasp Lyra's power (or lack there of).
"Impossible." The girl whispered.
"Impossible's what I do best." Lyra responded. "What do you say Kagura? Hand to hand? No magic sword. No magic magic. Just good ole hand to hand combat."
The other members of Sabertooth who were conscious watched intensely as Kagura nodded and took the bait.
"OK."
A cheer went up among the Sabertooth members making other fans and Guilds worried. What had Kagura just agreed to?
Lyra slipped off her gloves one at a time. "I am assuming removing her gloves means something, but as I have little to no idea about what a Void does, I don't know how to react." Chapati said.
Kagura narrowed her eyes. She absorbs my M.E., what do the gloves have to do with anything? Is it just for dramatic flair? This Tiger does seem to like that...
Again the Tiger baited the Mermaid into making the first move. So Kagura attacked. Kagura made a punch at Lyra's face to which Lyra batted the girl's hand away. Nothing happened (much to Lyra's disappointment) because of the gloves that Kagura wore.
"Come on Kagi-"
"Don't call me that."
"Gonna even the playing field?"
"What do you mean?" Kagura asked suspiciously.
"Take it off!" Lyra encouraged cheerfully. Kagura studied the girl in black.
"I will not unrobe in front of thousands."
"I didn't mean your clothes, silly." Lyra said shaking her head. Kagura punched toward said head and Lyra stepsided. "I meant your gloves! What? Afraid to get your hands dirty?"
Everything within Kagura's mind told her it was a trap. She was absolutely positive that the Tiger had something up her sleeve. She had no explanation for what happened next. For why her body decided to humor the Tiger and pull her own gloves off. One at a time.
Lyra giggled again, and cracked her knuckles. "Now we can really have some fun. Don't ya think Kagi?"
"I said," Kagura began before sending a kick into her opponent's stomach, "stop calling me that."
"Actually." Lyra corrected, stumbling backwards with receiving the kick. "What you said was 'don't call me that' not a 'stop' in that phrase at all."
Sting found this sentence hilarious and cracked up. Kagura kicked at her once more but was stopped by Lyra's hand protecting her face. She clenched her fingers around Kagura's pretty white boot.
"Can't say I approve of the color." Lyra commented. "But nice kick! Too bad you were too slow." Then Lyra spun into Kagura's open torso (bringing Kagura's leg with her), and the off balance Gravity Mage went spiraling into the ground. Lyra was done talking. She was done putting on a show. She kicked Kagura's gloves away from the girl and Kagura sprung to her feet. Lyra sent a punch to her face, which she blocked with her naked hand. Lyra grasped the hand and Kagura's eyes went wide.
"Oh, yeah." Lyra added as Kagura's breathing became heavy. She tried to pull herself from the Witch Hunter's grip but to no avail. "I can also suck the M.E. out of you through touching. Did I not mention that?" The Void asked, grinning. Her pupils became bigger and her mind began to swim with utter joy. Oh the feeling of Magic was one she longed for. True, the Mermaid wasn't as quenching as the Dragon Slayers, but hey, it was hard to get more magical than Dragons.
Suddenly Lyra felt herself begin to rise, and not in a metaphorical way. Her feet actually weren't touching the ground. Lyra felt panic rise in her and she squirmed around in the air but didn't let go of the Gravity Mage. She bobbed up and down in the air which only made her feel sick and her fear grow worse.
"What are you doing?" Lyra demanded, hoping her terror wouldn't leak into her voice. "Stop!"
"I'm manipulating the gravity around you, instead of you personal center of gravity." The Mermaid answered.
Lyra actually whimpered.
Kagura actually scoffed. "What? Is the Mighty Witch Hunter afraid of heights?"
Well so much for hoping. "Get me the fuck down or I will drain so much M.E. from you that you die of Magic Deficiency Poisoning!"
"Ain't no way you can win, Lyra." Kagura echoed.
It was the wrong thing to say. When a person downs their lizard brain thinks of one thing and one thing only. That they need oxygen. They are willing to pull anyone down, including their saviors, just to get their head above the water. At this moment the same thing was happening to Lyra, Lyra was willing to do anything to get out of the air. Including killing the person in her way. With her free hand she pulled off one side of her jacket. A breeze blew past her and she ignored the cold, the fear of staying in the air was overtaking her senses. She pulled herself, with all her might, towards Kagura. She felt the pressure pulling her towards the sky fade and she realized how much M.E. Kagura had just expended. Kagura had tried valiantly, but in the end it had only resulted in a terrified, now-missing-her-jacket-and-gloves, breathing heavily, high off her head Lyra and an almost dead, definitely-going-to-suffer-from-magic-deficiency, unconscious Kagura. Lyra was breathing heavily and her world was spinning. She decided to sit down, she numbly felt herself being wrapped in something nice and fluffy. (Fluff. Fluff. Fluff. Sooo soooooftttt. She thought giggling.) She felt herself being lifted up and carried somewhere.
"Nice arms." She muttered before finding her happy place in blissful sleep.
Sting watched as his Guildmate sat, next to an unmoving opponent, giggling her head off. The crowd erupted into cheers. This had been the best day so far and the last fight had been one for the history books. Sting watched as the little pumpkin man checked Kagura's status while calling for the medics who were rushing around like a Mage who's rent was do the next day.
"She's down!" The pumpkin choked out, trying to sound upbeat for the sake of the Games. "SABERTOOTH WINS!" The fans screamed deafeningly for the winning team and Sting saw Lyra lazily wave to the cheering mass.
Sting ran to a medic and asked to borrow the shock blanket he held. The medic nodded and Sting gathered up Lyra's discarded clothing. He wrapped her in the blanket, stuffed her jacket and gloves next to her so he wouldn't lose them and struggled to rise to his feet with her lolling body in his hands.
"Heeeeeey Stiiiiiing." She whispered to herself. Sting ignored her ramblings. She rubbed her face in the blanket and giggled like a maniac. She poked his arm once and curled up in the blanket.
"Nice arms." She said in a stage whisper and soon she was snoring.
HEY GUYS.
So if Lyra sounded a little crushy on Sting it's probably because I kinda have a crush on him so it leaked into Lyra's character a little.
WOAH guys. Word count on this is like, over 5,670. That's the most I've ever had on a chapter, so sorry if it was too long. Also if you find more spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes than usual it's because I wrote a good portion of this on my phone. But feel free to tell me and I'll fix them.
Like always, I'd love to hear your voices, so comment or review or whatever below! And hopefully I'll update soon!
Until next time!
~ Diana