Emotionless Readers, - See what I did there XD Jk, Jk
It has been Eight months since I last updated officially and for that I am sorry. In these past seven months I have been making excuses of having writer's block, which was partly true, but not entirely. In truth I've been dealing with a lot of things the past three years. A father who I had to run away from, and a life I'm failing to keep up with. But I've decided that abandoning my stories would be too cruel, and wouldn't help my situation. So here's the update that I'm sure many have thought wouldn't have ever come.
Also I would like to both thank and apologize to those who have lent me their OCs for this story, and I am sorry you had to wait so long to see them in action. I can only hope I don't disappoint you now.
Another thing, if my writing seems different it's probably because it's changed in the seven months since I truly updated. Thank you all for your support to this day, now I'll leave it to you to enjoy the beginning of The Battle against the Leviathans.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, I do own a few OCs, but some OCs go to the readers and writers of this site.
Notice: I also noticed I made an error on Paranoia's and Alice's magic. Thankfully I own them so it doesn't really matter much. Just note that Paranoia's magic is INSANITY while Alice's magic is MADNESS
The eight mages stood in the clearing, Paranoia was looking rather insane as usual but Fayt had a glint of mischief in his eyes. Wendy was the furthest away from them, she and Hibiki were not a part of the battle formation plan, but there was nothing that could change this now.
They really just had to make sure Wendy didn't get sucked into this fight, her fight wasn't meant to be with them. And right now it seemed she was trying to get some air into their lungs. But unfortunately for them Fayt had planned this, playing a quick tune on his flute before Wendy was thrown toward him, in which he caught her by the neck and smiled dementedly at the others in front of him.
"Wendy!" Erza called, two twin swords appearing in her hands in a golden flash. Fayt only continued to chuckle, tightening his hold on Wendy enjoying as her face turned a shade that matched her hair. "Let her go!" Lisanna yelled, charging in recklessly at Fayt, pouncing into her animal soul: cat form. Erza realizing that Fayt wanted and expected this reaction from at least one of them yelled out calling her back, but Lisanna was already to close. And as she was about to claw at his face she just froze, as though gravity had frozen in time, her body frozen in the air in mid attack.
Unfortunately for Lisanna she had not noticed in her rush toward her guild member that Fayt had began playing a tune from his flute, a very delicate tune that stopped Lisanna in her tracks. Frozen in mid-air and could only watch as he tossed a very suffocated Wendy to the side, who was chocking on the oxygen she tried to breathe into her soar lungs.
Alice quickly appeared by Wendy's side, putting her arm around her shoulders and supported her weight. Before backing away behind Erza, knowing it was not their time to come into the battle yet.
Meanwhile as Fayt held Lisanna frozen in mid-stride, he summoned a guitar in replace of his flute and immediately began playing the higher strings once the flute had faded into his magic energy. He grinned a fang-filled smile at him, bring his hand up to Lisanna's face, and cupping it slightly. "You're so pathetic, a weak mage such as yourself couldn't even touch me, Fayt Landis the creator of Death Music, ranked 8 out of the nine members of Leviathan's skull. The fact that you could fall for such an easy trap proves your worthless and weak, standing no chance against not just me, but everyone else. Ha! You wouldn't stand three seconds in front of rank 1, because the first second you would be frozen like you are now, and the next two seconds would be her tearing you a part, limb from limb with blood panting the place in a beautiful rosy red." He said and quickened his pace in playing the acoustic guitar, making it feel as though gravity was trying to smash her into the ground, but she couldn't move, making it feel as though a truck was on her shoulders.
Fayt glanced over at Paranoia. "I want to have some fun with the red head and this one, you take the others and whatever the hell you like with them." He told her, who in return let out a giggle before staring at the mages in front of her lifting up her right hand she began counting. "1, 2, 3, 4, tear you from the ground, 5, 6, 7, 8, don't look back to see, 9, 10, turn back time to see the sea." She sang, her voice an octave two high and on a whole new level of horror before Wendy, Hibiki, and Alice disappeared into a spinning portal of black and white stripes, followed by the insane girl as well.
"Where'd she take them?!" Erza demanded. But Fayt merely shook his head before laughing out loud, jumping back 12 feet before he began playing a tune. Dropping Lisanna on the ground who felt as though a huge weight was off her shoulders, her cat form still active she leapt back near Erza's side, and Jack who silently somehow was already on Erza's other side.
"We're going to defeat you, and then I'm gonna go help out Alice." Jack said, hissing out the ce of Alice's name, before he pulled out his violin. A dark golden and black stringed mahogany wood, carved into a classical style. It was beautiful, and when he lifted the bow up to the strings, and let out the lightest of tunes, it was enchanting.
Immediately the forest went quiet at the music brought on by his instrument, as though they too were enchanted by it's music. Lisanna and Erza felt their magic power and durability strengthen, and stared at awe at Jack for a split second before sprinting at Fayt, who's guitar music turned the violin's voice into a beautiful piece. But the instruments created more than just music. As Jack played a more sorrow-filled piece the trees began to swish, the air speeding into wind, creating miniature tornados around the area, which was now surrounded by a sphere made of fast hyper speed wind, that if one tried to go through, would be thrown back great feet.
As Jack let go of his violin, but kept magic pulsing inside it and around it preventing it from falling, and instead the instrument continued to play by itself. Meanwhile Jack focused his emotion of anger into the palm of his hand, where a golden orb formed before slowly taking form of a new shape, a black ebony katana formed into his palm, but a chain wound up his arms with something attached to the end, that was a wooden flute, now held by magic up to his lips.
As he blew air inside the instrument, his magic pressing down the correct keys allowing a soft lullaby to come out, his sword pulsing in unknown power before glowing in a golden hue. The flute then floated by his shoulder, slipping underneath the chains that had swirled around his arms, and rested there firmly.
Jack then stared up at Fayt, while Lisanna turned into her animal soul: bird and Erza into her black winged armor, lifting high into the sky but not approaching Fayt further. Jack's black hollow-like eyes turned pupil-less before he opened his mouth and began to sing...
Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep, and caverns old We must away ere break of day To seek the pale enchanted gold.
Slowly rain began to rain from the sky, each drop that touched the ground began to form into something else.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells.
The rain formed into a steed as black as night
For ancient king and elvish lord, There many a gleaming golden hoard They shaped and wrought, and light they caught To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
Its wings spread back, it's beautiful black feathered wings holding danger in its softness
On silver necklaces they strung The flowering stars, on crowns they hung The dragon-fire, in twisted wire They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away, ere break of day, To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves And harps of gold; where no man delves There lay they long, and many a song Was sung unheard by men or elves.
But the most distinctful feature was the creature's eyes.
The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were moaning in the night. The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.
The creature was the legendary creature of the myth
The bells were ringing in the dale And men looked up with faces pale; Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon; The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom. They fled their hall to dying fall Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
A pegasi, with a coat gifted from the night sky
Far over the misty mountains grim To dungeons deep and caverns dim We must away, ere break of day, To win our harps and gold from him!
Under the Mountain dark and tall
The King has come unto his hall!
The Lord of all creatures
His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread, And ever so his foes shall fall.
The sword is sharp, the spear is long, The arrow swift, the Gate is strong; The heart is bold that looks on gold; The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells.
But what made the creature hold such power, was the family magical energy pulsing around it
On silver necklaces they strung The light of stars, on crowns they hung The dragon-fire, from twisted wire The melody of harps they wrung.
The mountain throne once more is freed! O! wandering folk, the summons heed! Come haste! Come haste! across the waste! The king of friend and kin has need.
The pegasi was might, tall, and strong
Now call we over mountains cold, 'Come back unto the caverns old'! Here at the Gates the king awaits, His hands are rich with gems and gold.
The king is come unto his hall Under the Mountain dark and tall. The Worm of Dread is slain and dead, And ever so our
foes shall fall!
Though the feature that stood the most familiar of the steed, were it's eyes that belonged to Jack. And it was then they realized, that Jack's soul was now in the pegasi, while his body was a mere distraction.
Letting out a mighty naa~ Jack lifted his front hooves up before sprinting forward, barreling straight towards Fayt, who now knew the leader of Blue Pegasus's team, was not to be seen poorly, a mistake Fayt number 8 had been so unfortunate to make.
And then, everything went black.
How was that? First real chapter in eight months
Hope it wasn't too strange, I'm not used to writing battle scenes
Well, I'll try to update a longer chapter in the few days to a week
Thanks for everyone's support
Sincerely,
The Reaping Wolf