Hey guys, don't know how many readers I lost from not updating in a while but I plan to get you all back. I'm not used to writing battle scenes but tell me whether you like them or not ok?
Just q side note here this mqy look off becquse I chqnged the settings to French! you've been zqrned§
Notice: Just a reminder to everyone the battle against Leviathan Skull is going to be epic, but remember it's also a way, which calls for a lot of blood shed...
R.I.P.
Gray Fullbuster :'(
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail
Normal POV
Fayt found himself in a land of odd. He was still in the forest he knew well, but instead of color the ground was black with the grass a brilliant red with the trees and leaves crimson red. The moon was pitch black in a white sky while grey clouds floated around.
A figure then appeared in front of him, a figure that was none other than jack. In his human form this time, but the eyes were of a color Fayt would never forget. "Where am I?" Fayt growled at Jack, who's body was completely black, the only thing that stood out to identify him were his eyes. His soul capturing eyes.
Jack's lips quirked into a toothy grin, revealing shiny red teeth. Not like blood but like his original teeth really were red.
"You are in my dream world." Jack told him, before continuing. "A place where I control everything and can harm you in anyway I so wish." He paused for dramatics before staring up at the black moon. "I bet you I could even end your life whenever I so wish it." He told Landis.
Fayt eyed him emotionlessly. "Then why haven't you already?" He asked Jack, who was still facing the moon. But Jack did turn ever so slightly showing the right side of his face, and that one glowing eyes bore into his. "You and your killed have murdered thousands of innocents, and for what? Blood-thirsty, not giving a care for all the lives you have destroyed." Jack told him stiffly.
Fayt shrugged his shoulders and stuck his hands in his pockets. "You could never understand, especially a fancy pants such as yourself."
Jack eyed him, a black scythe forming into his hands with the blade behind his head. But he still had his back to Fayt. "You think I don't know what it means to be poor, don't you?" He asked the Leviathan who said nothing, but no words had to be spoken to see it in his eyes.
Jack said nothing, he wanted to sigh but didn't and instead let his black bangs fall over his eyes. "When I was a boy I grew up on the streets, I stole from everyone, I hurt people. I've killed people in order to make my survival. I only cared for myself, and only for my survival. But I wasn't the only one of course, but we were all the same, in everyway. Some became prostitutes, selling their bodies in order to live, but to me that wasn't living. Others ran off into the dark guilds, only to die off in the next year of so. I however always remained on the streets." Jack paused to make eye-contact with Fayt before continuing. Neither eyes left one another's.
"One day I saw a white rabbit with red eyes running through a garden across the street I stayed at. I seeing it as a better source of food other than birds I followed it. And soon found myself into a field. There I met Alice. She taught me how other people had lives to live, and I couldn't bring myself to continue to take theirs away. You know some of the things I stole could have been a sentimental item, but I hadn't realized the true meaning of what that meant until I met her. She soon gave me a home, in which I soon went to a guild which was Blue Pegasus. Sure they may seem all high and mighty, but they do great work, are polite, maybe some are a bit creepy, but we're a family. And that's enough for me." Jack finished, now facing Fayt again.
A white rabbit with red eyes suddenly ran across the field with Alice running after it, her joyful laughs echoing around them, before the two disappeared into the forest.
Jack smiled softly, looking into the forest where the two ran off, before turning back to Fayt and shrugged.
Fayt eyed Jack before staring off into the forest's darkness. "I don't know if you expect me to have a change of heart all of a sudden. Because I won't. My case is similar to yours. I was orphaned on the streets, however security was getting tighter and tighter every year. I was nothing more than a sack of skin and bones when I was eleven. I needed food, shelter, a home. But no one would help a street rat like I was. I was filthy, and none of the legal guilds would take me in. I hadn't killed many before I joined the Leviathan's, it was more of me escaping the streets I had grown up on. It wasn't until I was thirteen that I met Judas. Younger than us, but a wise guy despite his attitude. He gave me a place in the Leviathan's, helped me gain a life that was forced into this body. I will stay with Leviathan Skull until the day I die, never forget that kid." Fayt told him, his eyes showing his sincere loyalty to his guild.
Jack nodded. "So be it, but I will do everything I can to stop you. Even if it costs of my own life as well." Jack then tossed his scythe into the sky, where it seemingly tore through the sky allowing thousands of seemingly endless supplies of instruments fell from the sky. Piano keyboards, guitars, violins, flutes, drums, every instrument existed.
One particular instrument found itself dropping peacefully into Jack's hands. It was a long 68cm flute made of strong but ancient black wood of a mother tree. It was outlined in silver and gold molded paint embedded in the creases, and had silver vines carved along the sides of the flute with a golden rose at the bottom.
In Fayt's case an ebony violin landed gently in against his right shoulder and arm while the bow was settled nicely in his left hand.
"What is this?" Fayt asked, awed by the violin he holds.
"It's the instrument of our souls, per say. Every ounce of our strength, will, and determination is buried into our souls, and in this place we can form our souls into our weapons, in this case, instruments." Jack told him.
Fayt looked up at Jack. "Yes, you could say that the one who escapes this place is the one who essentially, wins. Who's stronger and more determined to survive." Jack finished, lifting the flute up to his lips.
Fayt smiles. "It was nice meeting you, but I'll be the one at the top. I'll stand by my guild dark or light no matter what we do, forever." Readying his bow.
Jack nods. "So be it.."
And so, the music of their souls was played.
Short chqpter; but it zqs becquse I, trying to figure out ,y computer setting zhich zere qccidently chqnged to frech XD
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Sincerely;
The Reqping Zolf
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