Emotionless
Chapter 66, Heiresses
A/N: I know, I know... its been a while since I last updated. I've been working on it in sections at random times but the main reason I haven't been updating is because I've been super stressed (more than usual). There's the essay that I know I screwed up today, the exams next week, and the exam grades that are due tomorrow morning so it looks like I'll be pulling an all-nighter but to calm myself down I am writer this. So, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail
Previously
Unlocking the many locks on her door along with disarming some runes (hey paranoia served a great purpose) she then yanked open the door with vigor only to shrug defeated when she saw her teammate with a hand raised to knock another hundred times or so.
Lucy sighed loudly, "What?"
Sheepishly Gray lowered his arm before a serious expression adorned his face.
"Lucy. Natsu and Lisanna just stole a S-class mission!"
It would seem Lucy would not be returning to her nap any time soon.
Normal Pov
"So?" Lucy replied, studying her nails.
Gray looked at her like she lost her mind. "Lucy, I told Gramps-"
"Gray." Lucy cut in, preventing the ice-mage from continuing.
"Isn't it obvious what will happen? Natsu and Lisanna leave with a stolen S-class mission. Someone would've seen them doing it, and even if no one did someone will notice. Then, probably Mirajane or Erza will go chasing after them, reach them and drag them back by their ears and get a horrible punishment."
"But-" Gray tried again.
"But nothing," Lucy began, cutting the ice-mage off again. "He's your rival, I got that. Aren't you showing yourself better by not doing the same. Either way, you've would've been caught with him, and the mission wouldn't even have been done in the first place."
Gray sighed, but nodded.
"Though now that you mention it, Lisanna and Natsu went just as themselves so I suppose I temporarily alliance is over. Why don't we go on a mission ourselves?" Lucy suggested, not really into the peace-full life, and knew her partner felt the same - ready for action.
"Alright, the guild will be closed soon but should still be open. I'll get us a mission and meet you at the train station," Gray told her, before he turned and took off in a jog towards their guild. Lucy exhaled a breathe, watching as her breath became visible against the chilly climate. She stared up into the sky, up to the moon and said, "And so, time is changed once again." Turning, she shut the down behind herself and went to back, having a feeling they would be taking a long journey.
Who really knew? Lucy may have known a timeline but she wasn't physic.
Lucy's Pov, three hours later
I looked up when the door of the compartment slid open and Gray walked in.
"Hey," I began as he sat down across from me. "So, what'd you get."
Gray slid a hand into his coat and pulled out a small stack of papers. I whistled and rose an eyebrow to him as I picked up the flyers.
"I figured we should do as many as we could to stay out of the mess Natsu and Lisanna started." Gray said.
I chuckled, "You just wanna stay out the blame though right?"
His silence was answer enough, and with a grin of triumph I sorted through the papers. "Kill a monster in Craterside Village, remove thieves from Osterg Cavern, find an heirloom ring, protect the heir of noble-man, and - wow, tame a wild frostang. Nice pick, now which should we take first because this train is heading to Hersmeg which is near Osterg Cavern, and the heir."
He shrugged, before leaning forward to tap the heir flyer only to be pushed backward by momentum as the train heaved forward. Unfortunately Gray wasn't the only one affected by the momentum because the flyers flew to the side, because three of the five papers hit the wall while the other two made it out of the open window. Not giving time to think, I acted and before I even blinked a green aura hand was holding the papers and the townsfolk at the station were gawking openly at the display, not that I could blame them really.
Sighing, I pulled the flyers back into our compartment, and closed the window with the aura hand before dispersing it.
"What is that? I mean, is it part of your magic?" Gray asked.
"You mean like is it apart of my main magic? No, its my magical aura." I replied, but seeing his confused look I decided to elaborate.
"You know when you summon a spell you push your magic into the spell in order to form it right?" At his nod, I continued. "Well, only part of your magic is pushed into it while the rest escapes out of your body and is settled outside of your body. That's your aura and depending on how much power your relying into your spell more magic pours out of your body and becomes your aura.
"For simple attacks the aura normally remains invisible and at the most creates a wind around you, have you noticed that?" Gray nodded in understanding.
"Well, when you make a really powerful attack a large amount of aura pours out of your body and becomes visible. Visibly your aura will surround you and match whatever mood or personality you hold but to be completely honest it doesn't do anything for you besides look cool. What I've done is I've concentrated the magic pouring out of my body at a constant rate and shape it into something, in my case hands. That way, none of my aura is wasted. A low amount of my aura is always surrounding around me, but invisible because I'm not needing to use my aura at the moment. When I need it, I concentrate on pushing more of my magic into the aura which materializes it and allows it to come in contact with actually items. All it is really, is matter vs. matter." I explained.
"But why hands and not swords or knives?" He asked me.
I sigh, "Because currently if I shaped my aura into a sword the most it could do is look like it could harm you but actually couldn't. You see hands can't actually harm they only support and defend. They can block and they can catch attacks however they cannot physically punch another object because to do so the aura would have to be solid and by doing so would take a large proportion of my aura at a constant rate. Basically I would need more magic than I have, and in the end the attack would need to be attached by more aura in order to be simply held in the air."
"You lost me," Gray said apologetically.
I sighed, trying to think of examples to explain it better. "Think of a fan okay? You can manipulate air and decide what direction it can go in and how fast with how much force. Now think of a hammer, you can hold it and hit something with it as hard as the force your put against it. However you can't just let go of it and move your arm forward with force and expect the hammer to stay in the air and then it hit something without actually touching it. Now combine the fan and the hammer. It's like trying to use the fan to move the hammer. It's extremely hard and not even possible unless you have a larger fan, or a lighter hammer, and even then its questionable.
What my aura hands are, is the fan or rather my body creating wind - magic - and then concentrating on where I want the wind to go before shaping it with my magic enough to allow me to defend myself. Make sense?" I ask.
He merely shrugs but adds, "I think I get what you mean."
"Good enough for me."
As though remembering something Gray spoke, "So, you're magic is beginning to return then?"
I shake my head, "No, not really. My main magic I use my black aura for, and without it I am pretty much rendered to use my red and green aura which doesn't give me much to work with."
"But you'll be alright on missions?" He asked, to which I nodded. "Of course, I don't only rely on magic you know."
"Hmm, hey Lucy?" He asked, "Yeah?" I replied.
"How do you have so many auras?"
Oh, not even I know that, Gray. But I have an idea, at the least. "Each aura I have is used for different types of magic. Black for Lost Soul, green for Celestial Spirits, and red for Mythical and Hell Spirits." I lied, smoothly.
"Oh." He said, before leaning back against his seat.
"Yeah." I said, turning to look out the window before I allowed my mind to rest in peace.
Normal Pov, Hersmeg...
When the train arrived at the station of Hersmeg Lucy and Gray had gone outside to some benches debating over what mission they should go to first.
"I think we should do the heir first, and get it out of the way," said Gray.
"Ha, you just want to protect a pretty girl. I say we take care of the thieves," replied Lucy.
"No, that's not what I- look let's just flip a coin alright?" Gray offered, pulling a coin from his pocket.
"Fine, I call tails." Lucy said, eyes sharpened as she watched the coin flip through the air before she caught it in her palm and flipped it over unto her wrist.
"Damn," she hissed while Gray smirked at her. "Heir it is, then."
Lucy shrugged with a long miserable sigh and said, "Fine. May as well get it out of the way."
"That's what I said..." Gray mumbled under his breath, as they walked to their destination.
Half an hour later of silent travel along the road they had come across the mansion where the noble man resided. "Loaded, aren't they?" Gray said, eyes skimming over the hundred acre land.
"Yeah," Lucy said simply, thinking of her own childhood in a place like this.
After ringing the door bell a man dressed as a butler opened the door and sniffed at them as if they were dirt on their polished marble floor, Lucy noted eyeing inside the house.
"We're the Fairy Tail mages sent for the mission order," Lucy explained, tone strict but empty of any annoyance she knew she would be feeling of this individual.
The butler lifted his nose and blinked before opening the door wider for them to step in. "Ah yes, yes. Mr. Siress will see you in the den right down the hall." He told them after closing the door and departed seemingly as fast as he could away from them.
"O-kay," Gray said slowly, distain clear in his voice.
"Told you we should've just taken care of the thieves," Lucy whispered back as they approached the room. When the arrived, they realized just how large the house was, or at least the house they were in currently. The roof expanded three stories, and it arced above layered in glass allowing the cloudless sky to be seen above.
The den seemed to big, but was filled with a tall fire place already lit and was surrounded by expensive looking maroon leather couches. A type of hide carpet took up the floor and at the farther right corner was a closet door opened revealing the many wine bottles inside. The room was closed off on all sides apart from where they came in from, and a hallway that curved downwards giving them knowledge that the house had some floors under ground as well.
Unsure if they should sit or not the duo remained standing side by side, standing at ease as they silently waiting for the nobleman to make his appearance.
A while passed before a sharp looking man approached them from the hallway. He wore a sharp black suit that seemed to almost be shinning, a fluffed dark green bow tie, with his black hair slicked back. He appeared young, but at least in his thirties.
"Mr. Sharpe will not be able to meet with you today, he has a very important errand to run," the man, apparently Mr. Siress began before tossing a bag of gold towards them which Lucy caught immediately, noting the guy's displeasure towards her.
"His heir, miss Delilah will be arriving by horse carriage out front in a few minutes and is expecting the two of you to escort her to Hillberry without trouble. You have been paid upfront, so do yourselves some good and not disappoint," he told them, before stopping back down the hallway.
The two mages didn't move at first until Lucy sent a pointed look at Gray and marched out of the mansion muttering "good riddance" under her breath while Gray jogged behind her to catch up. As the door closed behind them Lucy strolled over towards the field were a road crossed by. He joined her there and looked out into the acre lands. "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't expect this sort of thing from a noble."
Lucy rolled her eyes before she told him, "Most people that have too much money are too arrogant and ignorant to act anything remotely civilized and think they're better than everyone else... even though they have employees around them just to keep the land looking clean. What I'm getting at is they're usually not good people, and this heir will be no different I'm sure."
Gray's shoulder slumped and with a sigh he said, "Maybe she will be and maybe she won't. Either way, we're escorting her."
Lucy rolled her eyes, "Yeah, of course we are. I hadn't said we wouldn't. I'm just warning you that you may not enjoy the journey."
"Yeah, yeah."
The sound of stomping soon met the mage's ears and they looked over their shoulders to see a shiny fancy decorated carriage strolling down the dirt path being pulled by six black winged steeds.
"Wow," Lucy noted aloud, having never seen a wined horse before.
"They're rare, you know? Those are pegasi. If they're hooked on a carriage like a common horse then that means that this carriage is used for flight as well," Gray told Lucy.
"I have a feeling that getting to Hillberry won't be a simple walk in the park," Lucy replied.
Gray thought back to the size of the jewel bag they were given and nodded to himself, "Explains the amount of jewels he gave us, then."
Lucy huffed. "I should've seen this coming. They usually undercharge not overpay, great."
Gray spared her a glance of curiostiry just as the carriage began to slow near them and asked, "Worried?"
Lucy chuckled while shaking her head. "Of course not, just annoyed."
"As usual," Gray teased, gaining a shove from his partner.
"Oh shut up, looks like princess has finally arrived," Lucy smirked.
"Just don't say that to her face or we're screwed," Gray warned lightly with a smile.
"What do you expect me to say during this mission?" Lucy laughed.
Gray didn't reply and Lucy caught his drift after catching the carriage stopping right near them. The door opened and slowly the stairs magically formed to the ground. The shadow of a female met their vision as the heir stood from the carriage before making her way half way down the stairs before stopping. Lucy would've been caught by surprise at the appearance of the heir who was probably their age.
She was tall but not too tall and was thin but neither too much there either. She held herself up with elegance and confidence as she stared at the two mages in front of her with intelligent blue eyes that practically illuminated her fair and freckled smooth flawless skin. Her hair was held up in an indescribably style of layers of blonde curls that framed her figure with her personality. She wore fancy thick plush robes that were decorated in cherry blossoms and other flowers.
"Good evening, Fairy Tail mages. I am Elizabeth Sharpe and you have been informed that you will be escorting me to Hillberry, yes?" Not waiting to see their confirmation, she continued. "One of you will steer while the other will accompany me inside the carriage, I do not care which of you that will be," she said, eyes narrowed at the two of them. "We will travel on the ground for two and a half hours and then we'll travel the rest of the way through flight. That will take another six hours as we will be traveling over the ocean. Another three hours on land and we shall have arrived at Hillberry." Elizabeth stepped down the rest of the way before making a sharp turn and gestured towards the back of the carriage. "In here contains food for the journey, on the roof is my luggage. If you need to take breaks you may do so for fifteen minutes at the most and do not do it frequently. Lastly if you need to switch places than so be it, but do so with as little time to waste as possible," Elizabeth finished and made her back into her carriage.
Gray lifted an eye brow towards her partner who sent him a look in return. "I'll drive," she told him, heaving herself up on the front leaving Gray to join Elizabeth inside.
After Lucy heard the clunk of the door shutting Lucy move the reins down and the pegasi started walking again. "You guys are so much more than horse drawn carriages," Lucy told the steeds softly as they began to pick up pace. Lucy glanced towards the mansion as it began to move out of site and sighed. "At least her attitude was better than mine when I lived that sort of life..."
Somewhere Unknown
"I just had to get stuck with you, didn't I?" Mirajane ranted as she stomped aside by a twitchy Erza.
"Trust me, 'Jane, I'm not to fond of being stuck with you either," Erza replied. Mirajane rolled her eyes at the nickname before she continued to grumble but instead of the comments being directed toward to the red-head, they were directed towards her sister and a certain salmon head dragon slayer.
"Steal an S-class mission? Really, I can see Natsu doing something like that but usually Lisanna keeps him tamed..." Mirajane said.
Erza merely shrugged. "Maybe it's from the recent excitement they've had. After the whole fiasco with the Lullaby and Lucy's possession and all."
The demon shifter merely sighed in response and they continued to walk in silence.
"I'm still gonna kill that twerp," Mirajane said after a while.
"Can't really blame him though, can you? She's his first and only best friend, you know that." Erza told her rival.
"Alright, alright. I'm just pissed that we're leaving Laxus alone with Makarov," Mirajane replied.
"Yeah, that's unsettling to say the least," Erza replied.
"Hmm..."
"Hey, what's that?" Mirajane noted, eyes squinted as she saw something pink cross her vision.
They came to a stop and watched as a white head figure walked beside a pink head. "Busted," Mirajane grumbled. Together they watched as the duo crossed the deck and spoke to a fisherman.
Erza sent a devious smirk towards her rival, "Ready to scare them?" She asked, unnaturally uncharacteristic in comparison to how she acted in public.
"Why of course, partner!" Mirajane chirped, grinning evilly.
"They're so dead now!"
Remember, this is an alternate different time dimension... So of course the characters will have different personalities and quirks. Some may seem the same, but there are differences.
Also, Rest In Peace for my dog. She passed away not to long after the last update.
Comment please, I'm beginning to feel isolated from the rest of the fanfictioners recently from updating... since there's been zero movement in all my stories.
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-GR