Yo guys! How are you? *stretch* It's been a while. Anyway...this is the chapter you've all been waiting for! Quite literally. Well maybe for some. So this chapter should answer some questions. If not feel free to ask for clarification. Anyway, this might be the longest chapter yet. I'm so excited! Aren't you! On to the Story!
Disclaimer: I wished I owned Fairy Tail. Sadly I do not. I only watch the anime.
~~Time Skip: 2 1/2 Months Later~~
"Rogue! Rogue!"
"Guess what today is!" He rolled his eyes as he watched his twins bounce like over energetic puppies. Why did he have to be the mature one when his twins were not?
"What?"
"Guess!" His blonde-haired sister exclaimed.
"I can't."
"Why not?" Sting whined. Rogue sighed. He could swear his brother could be identical twins with that weird telepathy stuff if not for their genders.
" 'cause, you two are completely random and I never guess right."
"Just guess." I prodded.
"No." Sting and I pouted.
"Please?" We pleaded.
"No. Just tell me."
"You're no fun Rogue. Fine, I'll tell you. It's time for scene 2 of punishment!"
"You do realize that is just giving her clothes."
"Half-right!" Sting yelled.
"Yes, we are getting her clothes Not all of them. She's super short-shorts and super flimsy shirts. Nothing more."
"How will that do anything?"
"Well, considering How many people have been calling her ugly and telling her to put on clothes and other stuff, you'll make her feel depressed giving into their demands." Sting responded.
"Oh. This continues for how long?"
"Really Rogue? How could you forget the plan? You were there when we made the plan!"
"Yeah well I wasn't paying attention. It was hard with you and Sting talking nonstop and not really including me. So I just listened to music." Rogue pouted.
"Fine we'll fill you in." it took maybe 20 minutes to re-explain everything if you include the 'whys' and 'ifs'. Once that was sort it out we went shopping. We spent several hours on that. (A/N I'm summing stuff up since this isn't super important) Then we forced (more like convinced) Mousy to wear them. Ironically she did start feeling like she gave into the guilds demands.
Scene 3 was giving undergarments. Scene 4 was over dress and Scene 5 was a repeat. None of these happen overnight. We waited 2 1/2 to 3 months before The next scene. This went on for maybe a year and a half. Maybe two years. We were 17 years old and we told her to wear whatever. She decided on clothes that made her look like a prostitute. We told the guild to stop harassing her. They did but replaced it with flirting.
She got her confidence back just not towards us, B-Class or father. I guess she was still grateful to us(me) for saving her. She pretty much worshiped the ground we walked on. However, I wouldn't let her go that low. Being our personal maid was good enough.
February 15, 2007. 3 AM. I shot up my spot on the bed next to Rogue. I rub my eyes grumpily wondering what rudely woke me from my slumber. I then heard it. The alarm going off.
"BBBEEEPPP! BBBEEEPPP! BBBEEEPPP! ATTENTION! CODE RED! LEVEL 5! BBBEEEPPP! BBBEEEPPP! BBBEEEPPP! ATTENTION! CODE RED! LEVEL 5!"
"LEVEL 5!" The four of us shouted. Never before had there been a level 5 code red. Sure they had been level one through four as well as other codes (colors) but never a 5. Not to mention on the red. We ran from the bed to our dressers into our stashes. How are secret weapon stashes. Sure we have powers but we can't rely on our powers. That is too much limitation.
Silver packed swords everywhere. I'm still not sure how he does it. Rogue did the same thing with guns. Sting chose grenades, while I had daggers and poison. Every wizard chose what alternate up and they carried. One of my sisters, Kitten, chose ribbon. Man, was she deadly with it. You couldn't even believe it.
Thundering footsteps sounded throughout the guild as people raced to get ready. Our footsteps joined them as we raced to dad's office. We burst into his office to see him shuffling through papers on his desk, giving orders, and stressing out. Something that he never does. We heard screaming and yelling in the distance. We turned to the noise as did father only to realize it wasn't close enough to help.
"Dad. What's going on?" I asked. Hundreds of scenarios were running in my brain. He didn't even look up. He began to scribble things on papers before moving to the next ones.
Instead of answering he said, "Gather and protect."
"Protect what?" I knew what he meant by "gather" however the rest was a mystery. It was obviously directed to the classes considering how little time we spent together.
"What do you want us to protect, dad?" Silver prompted.
"Each other and the guild. We're under attack."
"AAAAHHHH!" Another scream sounded closer; female this time.
"By whom?" The sound of breaking glass floated in from the hallway. They were supposed to be helping not standing.
"DAD! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HELPING THEM! HURRY AND GIVE US THE INFORMATION SO WE CAN FIGHT! I WON'T JUST STAND HERE DOING NOTHING, WHILE THEY ARE FIGHTING! WHAT ABOUT THE EXCEEDS?! THEY'RE DUE BACK FROM THEIR MISSION ANY MINUTE! WHAT WILL THEY SAY IF THEY FOUND WE WERE STANDING AROUND! WE HAVE TO BE THE EXAMPLE! SO JUST BRIEF US SO WE CAN GO!"
"FINE! You want to be briefed? Here it is. Phantom Lord, Naked Mummy, Shadowfalls, Eisenwald and maybe a few others. That has yet to be confirmed. Their motive is unknown as well as their trigger."
"Trigger?"
"What caused them to start this." He clarified.
"Continue."
"A member of Shadowfalls, Jackson Smith, is blurting out random facts as to why they do the things they do. He seems to disappear and reappear at will. A kind of teleportation magic. If there is something in particular they are looking for, we don't know what it is. It is possible they are targeting the classes, but that is also unknown. You four are to kill anyone who you come across. The order would be different if the circumstances were different. If you are around other members do NOT KILL. That is only permitted if you four are by yourself, together or alone. Minerva also also has his clearance. The other classes can severely harm the attackers, as close as hospitalization, and the gild can do to normal measures as unconsciousness. We don't want word to get out that would make seem like murderers. It's for your safety that you have given this permission to kill. As for the exceeds, they can't see you kill as well. Their minds are too pure to witness that sort of thing. Well...maybe not Aniston." H gives me a suggestive glance
"Hey! I did nothing! It was all them. I would never expose her to that sort of thing." I gesture to my brothers. Silver fakes innocence while my twins look guilty.
"You're just jealous that Lector and Frosch are more pure than Aniston."
"Anyway, you four have your assignments. Now go. Defend your guild, your friends, your family, your home, and your pride! Let no one take what is rightfully yours. Show them just how menacing Sabertooth really is."
"All right! Lets finish them!"
"Yes father." Silver answered calmly. We bowed and left the room to find the most horrible sight after such an inspirational speech. Broken glass was scattered on the ground, blood splattered everywhere. On the ceiling, on the walls, on the furniture, and in puddles on the floor. No one was in sight, but the past battle was clearly there.
"It got here already?" Sting gasped in shock. We heard more people fighting in the distance.
"We have to move. Get to the rafters." Silver ordered.
"What about you?" Rouge asked.
"I'll be fine. I'll just get in your way. After all, I know you're stronger without me. Find Mousy and give her the orders."
"But we can't just leave you." Sting and Rogue nodded in agreement.
"Go! You don't have much time to lose."
"Be careful. The only bodies I want to see are those of the enemies."
"Don't worry. Mine won't be one of them. The same goes for you three." We smirk.
"As if they could even land a punch."
"Don't be so sure. The same goes for me."
"Bet. I bet 200j to whoever has the least amount of cuts, bruises, or other wounds of any kind.
"You're on!" They shouted.
"300j to whoever lands a hit on their enemy, whether that is killing or not." Sting added. When we agree we raced off in different directions. We hopped into the rafters and kept running Sting and Rogue led due to their enhanced sense of smell. We continued west through our jungle gym to our first victims. Finally we saw them and watched as they tried and failed to be sneaky. They were slinking along the wall not even caring if the floorboards squeaked.
We watched for a moment before dropping beside them silently and waiting for them to notice us. We were well hidden by the shadows and with every step we matched theirs making the wood moan and groan louder. Rogue shook his head in annoyance, They could never be good at sneaking. These losers couldn't cut it as ninjas.
"Who are you looking for? 'Cause you aren't gonna find people that way." Sting started. They screamed.
"Ow. Don't scream so loud. You'll pop my eardrums." Their screams got louder as Rogue stepped from the shadows.
"What's with the screaming? It's not like we'll end your life or anything. Or maybe we will. So stop screaming, you'll attract unnecessary attention." I appeared and their screams got louder still. I drew a knife and threw it into the closest man's shoulder.
"Shut Up! Why are you babies screaming?"
"Y-you a-are t-the tr-trip-lets. E-every o-one k-kn-knows your p-p-power. E-espec-ally w-when y-you a-are t-t-together."
"Aw, we're famous!" Sting and I high-fived and they seemed to relax.
"What are you doing attacking our guild at 3 o'clock in the morning?"
"T-that's classified. We won't tell you nothing!" The seemed to get bolder as if they realized we weren't that scary. That was before a knife buried itself deep in his right shoulder.
"I'll ask again and only once more. Why are attacking us?"
"I-I-I-I d-don't k-know. W-we w-weren't told a-anything. A-all w-we know i-is the o-orders t-they gave u-us."
"Which was what?"
"Attack any and all of Sabertooth's member. If you come across the triplets, kill them. Or run for you lives."
"Well, it's not that encouraging. Anyway, next question. Is Jackson Smith with you?" They shook their head in answer. Two bodies fell dead on the floor with bullet holes in their hearts. The third stood uncontrollably shaking.
"This is punishment for attacking Sabertooth." My words was the last thing he heard before a silver bullet took his life. He slumped to the ground as I pulled my daggers from his lifeless corpse. Blood dripped from the daggers a I put them back in place on my person. It dripped down my arms and onto my clothes.
"Two for me, three for Rogue, and none for Sting."
"I'll catch up!" He exclaimed. I shrugged.
"On to the next group." Sting then is launched up to the rafters using moves similar to a cheerleader's. Truth be told the way we move is a huge mix of things. When fighting we are oblivious to the situation (or so it seems), when being bored we are stupid like delinquents, when serious we're crazy scary, like you could feel death from yards away, when happy we make everyone happy cause we are not causing pain nor being annoying. When we are mad is a completely different story.
"Yo, sis," Sting called my attention. "You comin' or what?"
"I'm coming." Apparently Rogue had used his magic and got up to the rafters. Once in the rafters we took off. It didn't take long for a certain voice reached our ears.
"Help! Sting!" I instantly recognized the voice.
"Kitten!" Rouge exclaimed. In the next second we raced to her voice. It to be leading us to the kitchen. When we got inside we checked out the situation. Kitten was surrounded by a large group of people with deep cuts scattered all over their bodies. His ribbon was discarded on the floor and the attackers were advancing. We drop down behind them.
"It isn't nice to gang up on someone so much younger than you. Especially Kitten."
"But it looks like you did just that anyway."
"It's a good thing that we came when we did or we would have a very big problem. So it looks like we are the rescuers. Too bad you have to deal with us now." The group spun to face us."
"The triplets? We aren't supposed to fight them yet!"
"You know, we should really count off who knows us."
"Wait. What do you mean you aren't supposed to fight us yet?"
"Sting! Rogue!-"
"Kitten!" I vault over the group using the person in my path as my "vaulting pole" or whatever it is actually called.
"Big sister-"
"I'm so glad you're OK!" I cut her off. "Why aren't you using magic?" Of all my siblings Kitten is my favorite. She's the one I show the most concern for, besides my twins and Silver. She is my baby sister. Mom always let me help take care of her. She was one of the adopted, a B-class, the smallest infant my mother and I have ever seen, yet she had so much potential. We bonded so long ago and now I can't help but rush to her side if she was in trouble or not.
"Someone used a spell that temporarily makes my powers useless. I can't use them at all."
"Now then, I guess it's time to send these intruders to the hospital."
"Yea! In your faces you...whoever you are! My big sister will make you wish you never set foot in Sabertooth!" Some of the men began to pain.
"Wait," I look at the group. "before we pound your faces in are any of you Jackson Smith? He will be spared for now, but if any of you lie to me one, I will know, and two, I will torture you." They shook their heads.
"Well, ain't that a shame. For a second I had my hopes up. No matter." I slipped five daggers from my arms and threw them at five different targets.
"AAHH!" The room was filled with screams as the knives hit their mark. There were ten total and sadly I could kill none.
"You little beach." I freeze as the words tried to process in my mind.
"What did you say?"
"I called you a beach." I felt a giggle rise in my throat as I knew what he was trying to say.
"One more time." By now my brothers heard the words as they came out of his mouth.
"You're a beach." Now, unable to contain in, I burst out laughing.
"Are you trying to get me mad?...Trying to make me slip up?...Well you couldn't make a lion slip on ice!" Tears streamed down my face as my laughter continued.
"If you want to call me a b*tch you're a few letter off! Do you always have trouble with your swear words? Do you need a dictionary to help you pronounce them?" I mocked. I held my stomach as I fell to the ground as my legs could not longer hold my weight. My laughter was causing the lack of control I had over other parts of my body as well.
In the background I could hear my family snickering as well. They were trying really had to keep quiet.
"Stand and fight, beach!" There was a small whistling sound seconds before a silver dagger suck deep into his chest. He doubled over and fell to the ground.
"I suggest that you not take that out unless you want to bleed to death." I stand as my laughter finally subsided.
"Your turn." I ducked and heard a whistling over my head. I jumped back as a small 'boom' sounded in front of me. A dust cloud obscured my vision.
"Kitten, with your power on the fritz, no fighting more than three people at a time. Unless, of course, you have a partner. Father also said that you can hospitalize people. Anyone you come across."
"Yes, Big Sis."
"On your way." She picked up her ribbon as she disappeared and I turn my attention to Rogue.
"Score?"
"Sting-5, you-7, me- 3."
"Fall'n behind Rogue," Sting teased.
"On to the next group."
It took a while but soon we found him. The score was Rogue-13, Sting-11, and me-15. Father was right about Jackson Smith. He would not shut up. However, nothing he said so far had anything to do with secrets or the information we were looking for.
"Then the chicken said 'Booyah!'" He said this as he was dodging attacks from my guild mates. I mean really. Who tells lame jokes like this when they are fighting an enemy?
"I can't wait to kill him," Sting voiced my thoughts. We had found Mousy a while ago and had given her father's orders. Then we moved onto our next targets. She just nodded and disappeared.
"You and me both, Sting." I said.
"You know we have to faster. Otherwise you'll never be warm." Jackson spewed.
"No one understands the shit you say!" I yell at him. He turned to look at me.
"OMG! It's you! You're-"
"I know who I am. I don't really know who you are."
"I'm Jackson Smith."
"That we know," I replied. "Unfortunately." I add under my breath.
"Glad we're on the same page."
"Are you an idiot?"
"Maybe?" He shrugged.
"No. We are not on the same page. We aren't on the same paragraph nor the same letter. We aren't even in the same book." Sting says calmly.
"We don't even know why you are attacking our guild."
"I would hate you keep that from you, but I like to torment people. And you are my next targets."
I grit my teeth. "Open! Gate of the Golden Bull! Taurus!" The ground cracked open and a huge bull appeared from it. He stood on two legs and wielded an ax that the pulled from his belt like suspenders that crossed like an X over his chest and back.. His navy blue shorts looked like underwear than anything else.
"Good mooorning Miss-"
"Not now. Get him."
"A cow? This should be fun."
"Why are you attacking our guild?" Sting asked as the aimed a punch at Jackson's jaw.
"Oh, we just want to kill the most powerful wizards is all."
"Oh yeah? And who are they exactly?" Rogue inquired as he kicked him in the stomach.
"The master and his children," He paused. "Heaven and Hell's Daybreak!" He launched his attack on Taurus.
"What's your plan?" Rogue asked as his dodged a punch.
"When the children are dead, kill the weakened Guild Master and take over Sabertooth." With a final attack Taurus disappeared. He said an apology as he went back to the spirit world.
"You did great. See you next time. Open! Gate of the Black Snake! Windshadow!" A flash appeared and a girl with wavy green hair that swayed and curled like snakes took his place. She had a deep purple shirt and a black leather jacket. Black finger-less gloves covered her hands and dark jeans. Her narrow black eyes glared at the man in front of her. Live snakes were wrapped around her arms, legs, waist, and neck, hissing at their opponent.
"Hello, Missss. How may I sssserve you?"
"Him." I point at Jackson."
"Assss you wissssh."
"You shall never take us! Or the rest of our family, you sick freak!" Sting yelled.
"Yet, as the rabbit jumps down the hole, you underestimate the guilds working together."
"You don't make any ssssensssse. Boa consssstrictor." A voice whispered. Then from the shadows a huge yellow boa constrictor wound his way around his legs slowly encircling his body making sure no movement was available. He struggled in its grasp unable to escape.
"You will never kill us, our family, or our guild," I spat. "Open! Gate of the Lion! Loki!" Another flash and now a man in a suit stood beside me. He had orange spiky hair that looked like a lion's mane. It even had two orange cat ears on top. His blue sunglasses gleamed in the light.
"Regulus, please. His goal is to kill us, the master, and the guild." I nod at my brothers.
"With pleasure."
"Roar of the..."
"Roar of the..."
"White dragon!"
"Shadow dragon!"
"Regulus!" A blinding light filled the room and we shielded our eyes. When we opened them Jackson was on the ground. We walked over to him and stared at his face. His mouth was open and his eyes were white.
"Let's go guys. Let's kick the rest of these losers out of our guild."
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