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Jellal sighed as he stepped up the command post of the airship. As fun as their visit to the guild had been, they know had to take a detour from their original goal to take care of this Balam Alliance guild, which Jellal was not willing to argue about. Since Sorano had all the info they needed on the guild except members, they could wipe it out and continue.
"Macbeth." Jellal called out to the black haired man looking out the window. "Get me an archive link to Erik, I need to talk to him." Macbeth rolled his eyes and used his archive and began typing rapidly. Before long the back of the Dragon Slayers head appeared on the screen.
"Erik" Macbeth called out, causing the man to jump. He whirled and glared at Macbeth with his one good eye.
"What the hell, Macbeth?" He growled. "I wasn't listening."
"No shit." Macbeth replied as Jellal walked over.
"Erik, where are you?" Jellal asked, and he rubbed the back of his head as he looked around.
"I don't know." He replied. "Somewhere near the target, why?"
"Because we're taking a little detour." Jellal replied. "New Balam Alliance detour. Think you can make it?" Erik whistled.
"New Balam Alliance?" he asked. "Sounds like a party. Any particular reason?"
"They just attempted the lives of everyone in the Fairy Tail guild hall." Jellal could sense the flicker of anger on the mans face. Understandable, his son had been there. "Sor knows where to go, so we're about to kick some ass. So, can you make it?" Erik hummed as he thought over Jellal's request.
"Don't know." he replied. "I'll see if I can, but I won't make any promises. Get emo-boy, er...Macbeth to send me the location." Jellal nodded at Macbeth, who uploaded the area to Erik's head with his archive, and he nodded. "I'll do my best. See ya." Macbeth cut the connection, and Jellal wandered over to there pilot, who was commandeering the airship.
"How're we looking, Erigor?" he asked the white haired man, who chuckled.
"We'll be there shortly." He replied. "So get your game faces on people, we'll need to look threatening." Jellal nodded and made a face as the screen in front of him rang, someone was contacting them from the ship. He accepted the message and Sorano's face appeared on the screen.
"Sor?" Jellal asked with a strange look on his face. "What's wrong?" Sorano sighed.
"Words cannot expressed." She replied. "Richard should almost be there, so..." Sorano was cut off as the door to the center opened, and Jellal turned to find a rather interesting sight. Mainly, the six teenagers sprawled out on the floor in front of Richard.
"What the hell..." He asked as they sat up. "What are you six doing here?" he demanded, crossing his arms.
"Well..."Elise began, before she brandished a finger at Simon. "it was Simon's idea!" Simon turned to stare at her in disbelief.
"You ratted me out already?!" He asked angrily, and Elise nodded. Jellal sighed.
"I can't believe this." he said angrily, causing them all to flinch, it occurred to Jellal they'd never seen him angry. "This entire airship is dangerous, not to mention where we're going!"
"Exactly." Damien replied. "We want to help." Jellal stared at Laxus' son like he had a screw loose.
"Help?" Jellal demanded. "Us. Well, sorry to disappoint, but we don't need..."
"Get down!" Erigor shouted. Jellal turned just in time to see a huge column of black energy coming right for the cockpit, far to close for Macbeth's reflectors to be activated. Jellal threw himself on the ground as the airship was impacted, smoke immediately coming up from their left side.
"What the hell was that?!" Macbeth demanded.
"Devil Advocate must have seen us coming!" Erigor replied, tapping on the keyboard at an inhuman speed. "The left engine is out completely, and we're going down fast!" Erigor turned his attention back to the sky, which was quickly becoming the forested area below. "Hang on, all of you! He shouted. "This landing is going to suck!" Jellal whirled to the younger generation that had collapsed to the floor.
"Hold on to something!" He shouted. "This is going to suck, a lot!" They all tensed and held on to either the ship or each other, and Jellal rushed back to Erigor's side as he tried to control their descend. "How bad is this landing going to be?" Jellal asked, and Erigor chuckled.
"Remember Enca?"
"...Shit."
"Yeah," Erigor laughed like a madman. Jellal often question how sane Erigor was, maybe the counsels prisoners had driven him insane. "Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking!" he roared as they plummeted to the ground. "If you look out the front window you will see we are descending at a rather intense rate, so if all the passengers would please hold on to all of their appendages and various other detachable body parts as we land, it'd be appreciated. That is all!" Jellal was about to make a comment about his speech as the bottom of the ship hit the trees, and Jellal was deafened by the metal getting ripped apart. The floor collapsed beneath him, and everything went black.
The first thing Damien realized was that he was in a lot of pain. He could hear fire crackling somewhere near him, but where he couldn't say. He slowly cracked his eyes open and looked around, and he found that he was sitting near a pile of wreckage. Slowly sitting up, Damien growled in pain and clutched his forehead, which was bleeding. His clothes were torn to hell, and he had blood coming from most of those cuts.
"Where the hell?" he asked slowly, staring at the wreckage. "What happened?"
"Good, you're awake." Damien whirled to find the pink haired woman, Meredy, sitting up against a tree. She looked just as bad as he did, and she struggled to keep her eyes open. "How are you?"
"Alive." Damien replied, slowly standing. "Where are we?"
"I'd tell you if I knew" Meredy said, massaging the wound on her leg. "It would appear we landed with the majority of the airship, so that's a good thing. Shelter." Damien turned to the smoldering wreckage.
"Is anyone else in there?" He asked, and Meredy made a worried sound.
"I don't know." She replied unsteadily. "I crawled out and saw you under a sheet of metal, so I freed you. The others may be stuck in there, though." Without another word from the woman, Damien jumped up to the open door he could see, squeezing past fires and metal to see if anyone else was stuck inside.
"Hello?" Damien called out. "is anyone in here? Guys?"
"...Over here, kid." Damien followed the voice and found Sorano, with her leg stuck under what looked to be the remainder of the control panel.
"Are you okay?" Damien asked, and Sorano growled.
"I'm fine." She hissed. "Check on Jellal, he's over there!" Damien turned and saw Jellal lying down, unconscious under a fuck ton of metal. Coming to the mans aid, he saw Jellal was pierced through the midsection by a shard of metal. Nothing life threatening, but it was a big problem. "How is he?" She called weakly.
"Bad." Damien replied. "Is there any medical supplies on this airship, he's going to need it." Sorano flinched in pain as she attempted to free herself, but to know avail.
"There's..." Damien felt a rock settle in his stomach as the woman struggled to form her words. "There's medical stuff near the back of the ship...I don't know if it survived the crash, though..." Damien walked over to here and freed her from the metal, and walked her over to Jellal.
"Think you can carry him?" he asked, and Sorano nodded.
"Yeah, the exit's right...right there." Together they freed the blue haired man and Damien guided them towards the exit, before turning and running to the back of the ship. Pushing more of the smoldering wreckage out of his way, Damien pushed his way to the back, where he was met with another friendly face, this time of the big guy, Richard.
"You okay, Richard?" Damien asked, and the man nodded weakly.
"Yes..." he replied weakly. "I was looking for the others, do you know where they are?"
"Sor, Meredy, and Jellal are okay." he replied. "I need to find meds, do you know where they are?" Richard pointed back the way Damien was already going, and Damien pushed his way to the infirmary. Finally finding the area he was looking for, Damien pushed the door open to find Macbeth inside, stitching up a hole in his arm. Sawyer was standing next to him.
"Hey kid." he growled as Damien entered. "You alright?" Damien nodded as he began to gather up a bunch of supplies, hoping he'd gathered enough t help the others. He was no Wendy, after all. "Where's everyone else?"
"Crime Sociere seems to have survived." Damien almost threw up when he realized he'd seen none of his friends yet. "I don't know about my friends, though..." Picking up a medicine bag to his right, Macbeth followed Damien back outside and to the others, where Sorano had laid Jellal down on a blanket she'd found. They had found the pilot, Erigor, as well, who looked almost worse than Jellal.
"Thank God." Meredy said happily as Damien and Macbeth jumped down. "I was worried you couldn't find anything." Damien knelt down net to Jellal and opened up the bag, pulling out a needle and thread."
"Meredy, come here." The woman obeyed and crawled to the opposite side of Jellal, and Damien looked up at her. "I need you to make sure that Jellal isn't gravelly wounded." Meredy nodded and ripped open Jellal's cloak, revealing the wound much more openly. Damien flinched at the sight, it was bad. Really bad. "Alright, I need you to do your best to sew that up, alright?" Meredy nodded weakly and took the needle from Damien, who than crawled over to Erigor. "Sorano, come over here." At first the woman didn't reply, she just stared at Damien. "Sorano, I need you to..." Damien watched as the woman collapsed, and Macbeth caught her before she hit the ground.
"Damn it Sor..." he hissed at her as he laid her down gently, and Damien growled.
"Alright, Sawyer, come here." The speedy man didn't argue, and Damien told him to do the same process as Meredy, who was still stitching. While Sawyer did that, Damien strode over to Sorano, who was out cold.
"I think she has a killer concussion." Macbeth said, slowly rubbing the hole in his arm. "What do we do, kid?" Damien didn't reply right away, he didn't know how to answer that. He needed everyone here, himself included, so he couldn't search for his friends.
"Shit, just..." Damien took a moment to clear his head, or do so as best he could. "Wrap her head up and keep her still, we can't do much else for her right now." Macbeth nodded and Damien turned back to find Meredy finishing up the job he'd given her, so Damien returned to her side.
"I did it" Meredy told him with a weak smile, and Damien did his best to smile now. Damien wasn't sure if Meredy was slightly concussed or not, but he knew she was slightly childish. Maybe this was her way of coping with the situation.
"Good job Meredy." He praised. "Jellal's gonna be alright...wait." Damien jumped up and looked around, "Where'd Richard go?" Meredy made an incomprehensible sound, so Damien growled in frustration. He was doing his best to not lose his cool, but he was currently a man short in a survival situation with three very bad injuries, a limping speed wizard, another mage with a hole in his arm, and a slightly concussed woman child. He was one bad thing away from snapping.
"I think he went off to look for the others." Macbeth answered. "He's way to nice like that." Damien nodded and turned to survey his situation. He sighed at the sight.
"We're so fucked if we get attacked."
Nashi awoke in a puddle, and she jumped a little as she did. Looking around curiously, she found herself in the forest, resting in a small clearing. When she tried to stand, her leg screamed in protest.
"Ah, fuck..." She hissed, gripping her wounded leg. "Whoever the fuck attacked me is going to get it..."
"That'd be me." Nashi whirled and found the man in question standing behind her, his arms crossed. He had blonde hair and striking red eyes. He looked very well kept despite being in the middle of the forest, and Nashi struggled to her feet.
"You..." Nashi managed. "You attacked the airship." He chuckled as he stepped forward, and his bare upper arm and shoulder came into view, where the same emblem as the cloak rested. "You're in..."
"Yeah, I am." He replied. "Katsuchi of Devil Advocate, at your service."
"Devil Advocate?" Nashi asked weakly. "That's the name of your guild?"
"Yeah, it is girly." He chuckled and uncrossed his arms. "I have to say, I'm impressed you survived that fall, not many could do that.
"Fuck off." Nashi growled, doing her best to look threatening, but he chuckled.
"Now now, don't be like that. After all, I had all the time in the world to off you while you were out, but I like to talk to my opponents, you know?" Nashi wanted nothing more than to smack Katsuchi in the face, but she neglected to do so. He looked crazy strong, and Nashi wasn't willing to contest that. Of course, her father's side pushed through.
"Fire Dragon Roar!" Nashi shouted, the gout of fire racing towards the man, who laughed as it engulfed him. Nashi watched in bewilderment as her flame disappeared, right into Katsuchi's mouth. "W-what?" Nashi managed weakly. "Your...Your a Dragon Slayer too?" Katsuchi laughed at her words, his body erupting in black fire.
"Dragon layer?" he asked. "No, nothing so barbarian, I assure you." he grinned darkly at her. "Although I must admit, it's been years since I ate fire that tasted so good."
"What are you?" Nashi managed, which earned another laugh.
"Perhaps I should have stated my full title when I first greeted you." he said warily. "I am Katsuchi of Devil Advocate, the Fire God Slayer."
Cliffhangers, amiright? Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, leave a review! Let's try and get five!