Don't Own Fairy Tail or anything else Only The Oc
'thought'
"Speech"
"Powerful Creatures Speaking, like a dragon or a god"
"Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."
I come down the stairs, spying Mavis stood just in front of the window. She gazes out, seemingly taking in the mountains and the forests below. Tears seem to well in her eyes as she gazes upon the town in the far distance.
I pause just behind her, she seems to hear my approach, as she turns around, wiping her eyes.
"Oh! Good morning, Abel!" She cheerfully hums, trying to hide the fact she was crying just moments before.
"Are you alright?" I ask, a small frown on my face.
"Y-Yeah..." She mutters, glancing down at the ground.
"Mavis." I sigh like a disappointed parent. "You shouldn't bottle up your emotions. You don't need to suffer in silence. I may not be very good at comforting, but... I can listen and try. And so will Rias. You aren't alone, Mavis... we will always be here for you. No matter what."
"I..." She begins quietly, letting out a quiet shuddering sigh. "I was just thinking about Rita again... I-I-I"
Her breath comes out in short, panicked huffs, her hands begin to shake as she seems to go into a full-blown panic attack.
I step forwards, a concerned look on my face as I gently wrap my arms around her. Her shoulders shake as tears well in her eyes, but she eventually returns the hug, letting out choked sobs as I gently rub the back of her head.
I stay like this for a moment, quietly consoling the girl who cries into my shoulder.
After a short time, she seems to realize her position, being cradled by my shirtless form and leaps back with a small surprised sputter. "Wh-hh- u-uh."
"Are you alright, Mavis?" I whisper, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"I-I'm fine!" She exclaims, quickly turning around and hiding her face in her hands.
"Are you sure?" I question.
"Y-Yes." She whispers.
"I see... hn... tell you what, how about we do something to get your mind off it?" I begin.
"Do what?" She questions.
"I'm going to teach you to fly, Mavis." I grin.
"F-Fly?!"
"You're a devil, now. You've got wings, you just don't use them." I explain blandly as I gently turn her around.
I reach out slowly placing a sole finger at the base of her neck. "Allow me to get them out for you."
My finger swishes down her spine, as they reach her lower back she lets out a quiet and surprised moan.
Her dress rips slightly as two large black leathery wings sprout from just below her shoulder blades.
She remains there, rooted in shock, her hands brought up to her mouth as she seems to question deeply if she had just made that noise. A blush slowly extends across her cheeks as she looks over her shoulder briefly, gazing at the two new appendages.
A small smile tugs at my lips as I reach up, fingertip brushing along the back of one of the two wings.
A shuddering gasp leaves her lips. "S-Stop that! It feels weird when you touch them!"
The two wings flap slightly as a shiver seems to cross her entire body.
"Come on." I gesture as I turn and walk, making my way into the foyer.
She follows after me, awkwardly stepping through the door as she tries to figure out how her wings move.
My own wings explode from my back as I slowly float off the ground, taking both of her hands in my own as I slowly float higher and higher.
She shakes slightly as she follows after me, her wings twitching and flapping as she unsteadily floats into the air.
"I-I'm flying!" The blonde gasps.
I gently release her hands, causing the girl to just remain there, stagnant in the air.
"Woah..." She whispers, eyes gleaming with poorly hid wonder.
"Pretty cool, right? Supernatural wings seem to radiate flight magic passively, allowing us to stay in the air without flapping them. Of course, you can move at greater speeds by flapping them." I begin.
The girl's wings twitch slightly, then, in the next moment-
I am forced to quickly dive forwards using my body as a slight cushion as she abruptly darts to the side.
I manage to slow her momentum before she smashes face first into the wall, gently cradling her as we come to a gentle stop.
She is pressed up against my bare chest, a crimson blush on her face. "Y-You-"
She flutters back. "Are... Are you trying to seduce me?!"
"Eh, not really a priority. You're really beautiful, and I'd like to, but first I'd like to be your friend."
"Y-You have Rias! Y-You should be happy! You can't cheat on her! That's evil!" She protests.
"I mean... devils typically have harems due to our birth rates." I shrug.
"He's right." Rias hums from the top of the stairs, slowly walking down with a slight pep in her step that causes her bust to bounce. "He's also... basically Devil Nobility and is quite strong. So he'd be expected to have a bunch of heirs."
Wings sprout from her back as she begins floating off the ground.
She lands on the floor below a moment later, skipping the staircase entirely. "So. Abel. What's for breakfast?"
"Haven't really thought on it too much. Damn. We should have brought cup noodles or something along with us." I sigh as I land.
I gaze up at Mavis. "Do you need help getting down?"
"I-"
Her wings disappear as she lets out a small cry, plummeting downwards.
But, fully expecting this, I leap, gently catching the girl in a bridal carry and gracefully drift down to the floor.
She babbles incoherently at our position for a moment, then as I place her feet on the floor she practically darts away, a scarlet blush on her face as she hides partially behind a nearby doorframe.
"So. The real question, Rias, would be 'what do you want?'."
"Good... question..." She mutters. "Eggs and bacon again?"
"Sure. That's simple enough for me to fix." I shrug. "You should consider reincarnating a chef, this simple stuff? Sure, I can do it. But if you ask me to bake or do anything more advanced, I might accidentally burn down the house."
"What... are some good cooks in the multiverse?" The woman ponders.
"Off the top of my head?" I question. "Asuna?"
"Hm. If you could figure out how to grab her game avatar-self she'd also be an incredibly nimble sword fighter. That's interesting."
"Who... Is Asuna?" Mavis questions quietly.
"Well, she's sort of like... a normal person. No magic or anything." I admit. "But, with some added context- fuck... how do I explain Vr..."
"Imagine some wizard made a magical item that when the user wanted, it put them to sleep and connected their consciousness to a shared dream world. One that was said from day one to be a 'fun game' where you can explore, adventure, fight, and train with your friends." Rias begins.
"Ah. That works." I hum. "Then imagine, if the creator of that magic item, on the release day, took out everyone's ability to leave, then revealed he put explosive runes on the helmets... if you die in the game... you die for real. If a family member takes off your helmet, the runes explode, destroying your brain."
"That- That's horrible!" Mavis gasps. "You- You are saying that this is happening to people out there?! In... in another world?!"
"There's frankly millions of bad things happening out in the multiverse, Mavis." Rias shrugs. "It's pretty much infinite. It's best not to dwell on these things."
"But... But could we help them?"
"Oh, absolutely." I nod. "but we're not really in a rush."
"But-But their lives are wasting away!" She protests.
"Mavis... time isn't linear." I raise a hand and snap my fingers. "In that instance... billions of universes have been born and snuffed out. All of the people in the game have grown old and died. But they've also not been born. It's like reading a book. It can sit on your shelf for days, months, even years, but you still start at the beginning or where you left off."
"Oh..." She mutters. "Okay."
"We'll save tons of people, Mavis." Rias waves off. "But right now, I'm still in the process of celebrating my freedom! Also Abel and I are still sort of in our honeymoon phase."
"Okay." The girl whispers.
The Tv turns on in the other room, drawing Mavis' attention as she turns around.
"I got Spyro two out last night."
"OOoh!" The girl gasps.
I place a hand on her shoulder before she can run off and leap onto the couch. "Before you go, what do you want for breakfast."
"O-Oh... I'm fine with whatever you both are having!"
"I'll bring it to you." I smile as I turn to the kitchen.
My eyes gaze over the Tv, Rias' legs strewn across my lap as she sits at the bend of our couch, three empty plates sit on the small coffee table before us.
Mavis is sat at the far corner of the couch, fingers carefully prodding the buttons.
She almost had a mental breakdown after she broke the first controller. Gosh that was sad to look at. She legitimately started crying and apologizing.
That's nothing a little magic couldn't fix, but it REALLY made me sad.
I also immediately put 'reinforcing household appliances' on my to-do list.
I already did the tv and game systems. Probably the most valuable things.
I'll get to the oven, fridge, and washing machine later.
I allow my head to fall back slightly as my eyes drift shut, quietly pondering my situation as I can hear Mavis fighting Crush.
She's trying her best to one hundred percent the game... as one should when they play a game like Spyro... or at the very least, the first three Spyro games.
"Abel." Rias begins.
"Hm?" I hum.
"What's wrong." She frowns.
I crack open an eye. "Nothing's wrong... I'm just thinking."
"About what?"
My eye closes.
"What now?" I ask quietly.
"Huh?" She blinks. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean, the car was my dream. I did that. Escaping your marriage was your dream, but you found a new one in fleshing out your peerage, but what can I do?"
"You can't already be bored of this peace, can you?"
"Oh, of course not. I could probably do this for a couple of years or so. I'm just thinking about the long term. Enchanting is my thing; I fully enchanted my car and allowed it to cross dimensions... but now what? What do I enchant now? What do I begin to put effort into doing."
"Uhh..."
I snap my fingers "Sacred Gears. I think I'm going to try and make new and unique sacred gears."
"ooooh!" Rias gasps. "Good dream, Abel! I know you'll be... abel... to do it!"
"..."
"..."
I glare at her as she has quite an amused grin.
A long sigh leaves my lips as I look to Mavis, who looks mildly interested in our conversation... but then Spyro gets clubbed on the head by the large blue bipedal dragon, causing the girl to lock in again.
"The main issue with said dream is that we'll need to take a quick trip back home so I can beat up Azazel and steal his research."
"..."
Rias slowly turns to look at me. "Huh?"
"The dude's already got a prototype called the 'downfall dragon spear' which can turn into a bunch of sick ass armor in a sort of semi-balance breaker. If I'm going to do this, I'm going to at least take at look at Azazel's work so I can see what worked and what didn't... cause, frankly I don't even have a single idea where to begin besides binding powerful entities to objects."
"Could... you even defeat Azazel?"
"Dunno. Maybe? Or I could probably just trade for it. But then I'd need to do an annoying side quest where I have to break into heaven, take a picture of Gabriel while she's bathing, then break into his secret lab and succeed several high-difficulty speech checks before I can even bring out the image... and... well... it's probably easier to just beat the snot out of him and take it."
Rias snorts and rolls her eyes as I look to the playstation.
"You know... did we pack a PlayStation three?" I mutter.
"Nope. There was no real point, honestly." The girl shakes her head.
"Damn. There was this really cool how to train your dragon game that I remember vividly... then Sly cooper four... but that one wouldn't come out for another good five years after we left..."
"How to train your dragon?" Rias questions.
"Huh? You know... the dreamworks film... OH! Right. That didn't come out until two thousand and ten." I admit quietly. "... Also... I'm fairly certain one of your shitty devil friends bought out and systematically destroyed Dreamworks after they released the Prince of Egypt."
"..."
"FUCK! That means you've never seen the Road to El Derado! Or Chicken Run! Or SHREK! That was like a cornerstone for meme culture! Fuck. Now I know why home was so weird! Some shitty devil got his feelings hurt and destroyed the only competition for Disney!"
"Madagascar. Kung fu Panda. Over the hedge. Holy shit... you've missed out on so much!"
"You're saying those words... but, like... they're not really meaning anything to me?"
"That's the problem!" I exclaim. "OOOOH I'm mad. Rias. If we ever go back to your shit world. Remind me to track down the fucker that bought and bankrupted Dreamworks and break their kneecaps."
I let out an agonized groan as I clutch my head. "Fuuuuuuck. I just remembered more of my childhood! There was this really good Madagascar game that I loved. Movie tie-in games are such an untapped market of hidden gems!"
I let out a long breath, eyes closing. "Whatever. I'm calm. Calm. Ignore all that. I should create a list. A list of all the games we are missing that I want."
"I did it!" Mavis beams as she finally defeats the blue club-wielding dragon.
"Nice." I reply as a pen and notepad appears in my hand.
"Madagascar... game." I write down.
"The... New... Spyro Trilogy."
"Fuck it. Skylanders."
"Skylanders?" Rias echoes.
"Oh. The early twenty-tens were... weird. Basically they had this new game idea where they sold a bunch of little mass produced figurines with computer chips inside them that you could buy and put them on a little 'portal of power' and play with the character in-game. It was two player, and I could see myself trying to collect them all."
"Man... you've missed so much." I sigh dramatically. "You don't even know what a V-tuber is. Or Harambe. Or among us."
"..."
"Wait... is that why you sometimes begin cackling whenever I say among-"
"Gawr Gura is my favorite. Her rule thirty four is nice."
"What the fuck are you even talking about?!" Rias exclaims.
"And I'm totally not just saying that because I never really watched any Vtubers and picked the most basic and popular one."
"..."
"Something can be your favorite without actually watching it." I continue, but seeing as she doesn't reply, I go back to writing.
"Dinosaur King. Bakugan. Beyblade. A world where Kenichi the Mightiest Disciple didn't stop after merely fifty fucking episodes. A world where Dxd is a proper shounen like dragon ball instead of whatever abomination it was beforehand."
"You mean Drag-so ball?" The red-haired girl grins mischievously.
"Rias. If you say that accursed fucking name one more time I'm going to drag-so your face across a belt sander.
"Heh." She smirks.
Drag-so ball didn't even exist in her world, but I told her that it was a thing apparently in the core dxd universe and its sort of become an inside joke between us.
"Here's another Dxd Rant, but like on the topic of wasted potential, my god. It's at like the FOREFRONT of things that have wasted potential! There are THINGS that just should have appeared! Oh? Did the Tarrasque get defeated and captured by a nun that supposedly met Jesus Christ- oh hey, no headache, huh.- regardless, does the Tarrasque just so happen to be in the PERFECT position for God to turn it into a sacred gear? Nope. There is no war in ba sing se. Such a creature doesn't exist. Sorry."
"Is there a dragon that CANONICALLY survived the biblical flood of Noah after said man refused to give it access to his ship?! Nah. Fake news. Sorry Peluda you don't exist either."
"WHERE'S THE PELUDA AND TARRASQUE GEARS ISHIBUMI YOU FUCKING QUACK?! You'll add fucking robot gods that can one-tap the strongest being EVER that is supposed to be the guardian of our world and boobie power ups but not them?! And let's not even talk about the fact that if DxD and ExE exists that there's an AxA to ZxZ. Don't even tell us about the XxX universe. I bet our virgin eyes- that you repeatedly shove boobies in front of- couldn't take that."
"Fuhhh." I breath as I look over my steadily forming 'grab this shit' to-do list, now eerily calm.
I glance over. "Did you get Duelist of the roses?"
"The Yugioh game? Yes. It was pretty rare."
"Nice." I grin as I write down on the notepad. 'Universe where Duelist of the Roses became a series instead of a one-off.'
The notebook closes with a dull thud as I turn suddenly, gazing behind the couch in the direction of the front door. "Oh? It appears we have a guest."
Mavis turns, then looks to Rias, her eyes widening slightly.
"Rias. You should probably put on a shirt." I blandly announce as I rise to my feet.
"And you?"
I wordlessly pull a T-shirt from my storage magic and slip it on. "Done."
I make my way to the door, peering out the little peephole I had installed.
They're much too far away for this to work, sadly, so I shrug, watching Rias meander up the stairs towards our shared bedroom.
Then I just quietly wait. 'AH! It is her!'
As she reaches the metal gate surrounding the 'Ambrosius Estate', I wave my hand, causing the gate to creak open then I open the door.
She seems to perk up, quickly walking forwards as I step outside.
"It is wonderful to see you again." I smile as she approaches quickly. "Juvia was it?"
"My prince remembered my name!" She gasps, a bright smile appearing on her face.
I offer a hand with a gentle smile, helping the blue haired woman up the stairs.
She looks far more stunning than she used to. Her hair glossy and long, out of those rolls that were a little hard on the eyes.
"Would you care to come in and have something to drink?" I ask.
"I would love to!" She beams as I open the door, allowing her inside.
"Please, make yourself at home. I know there's a tea kettle around here somewhere." I smile as I close the door after her, making my way to the kitchen.
The blue haired woman steps inside, looking around in wonder.
She blinks slowly, walking to the side and peering into the living room. Blinking at the spot Mavis is sat.
"You... don't live alone?" The woman mutters, blinking up at me in confusion.
"Did... I say that I did?" I mutter. "If so, I apologize. No. I live here with two others. That is Mavis."
"Two others?" The girl blinks slowly.
"Yep." I reply as I walk towards the kitchen. "Have a seat, would you like something to eat?"
"N-No. Juvia is fine." She replies.
"Suit yourself." I shrug.
I rummage around, finding the little teapot Rias had hidden up under one of the countertops.
It is filled with water from the magic-powered sink and with a wave of my hand, the water boils.
Three tea bags are dropped into the teapot.
I tap my finger for a moment before turning and walking around the kitchen, grabbing a tray and some basic sugar cookies in a tin, then three tea cups.
I... don't really like tea.
I don't exactly know how to fix tea.
But according to Rias, devils love to drink tea, so she packed some.
I turn grabbing the tray and walking back into the living room where Juvia is sat with wide eyes, staring up at the Tv as Mavis continues to play.
I wave my hand, teleporting the plates we had breakfast on into the sink, then sit the tray down in their place.
I take a seat on the couch as the blue haired woman looks to me, pointing wilding at the screen. "W-What sort of sorcerery is this?!"
"Television." I answer with a small smile. "It's something from back home... if you want to simplify it... Imagine a bunch of magical lights that can turn any color. Then, I want you to shrink them down to the point that they are barely visible. Then, you line them all up together. Keeping them tightly packed. Then those groups of lights can show what you see before you."
"That level of magic..." The woman whispers. "That is amazing!"
"Oh, it's really nothing." I wave off with a small smile. "I didn't make it. You don't need to complement it. You can buy one in most of the larger stores back home."
"Where... do you come from?" The woman whispers. "Juvia is curious..."
"Japan." I answer. "You wouldn't have heard of it."
"Juvia has not... sadly..." She shakes her head.
"Ah well." I wave off. "That's to be expected. It's in an entirely different dimension, after all."
"Pardon? Juvia believes she misheard you."
"Nope. You didn't. Another dimension entirely." I reiterate, the corners of my mouth tilting upwards.
"But- wh- huh?!"
"I left my home, not really liking the opportunities I had there." I begin slowly. "You see, where I come from I am the grandson of the man who created the entirety of the human magic system... and that makes me the great grandchild of the world's greatest evil. The man who created the devil race. Lucifer."
"Wh-"
"Honestly, you may compare him to Zeref if you wish. The main differing factor is that Lucifer died a long time ago... and the devil race that he himself created moved away from his original machinations of evil. That leads me to where I am now. You see, I made a sole friend in high school and she was a devil heiress who didn't like the fact she was being forced to marry a man about twice her age. Forced into his harem against her will and having her dream of gaining a peerage simply turned into having it be a second harem for her fiancee."
"So, because I really didn't like that happening to my only friend, I kidnapped her and ditched that place." I shrug. "Mavis came after that. But... at the moment we are sort of going from place to place. We'll probably stay here for a while. I don't know how long. But probably a couple of years... A decade or two is really nothing to a devil to be honest."
"That is- this... Juvia believes this to sound far-fetched."
"That's fair." I shrug. "But there's means for even you people to cross dimensions... there's three that I know of off the top of my head that you could go to... the strange magic-less mirror dimension, Edolas, which has copies of practically everyone in this world. Then Elentear which is a world with expansive magic."
Juvia is silent for a moment.
"Tell me, have you ever seen the wizard council member Siegrain?"
"Siegrain? Ah... the... blue haired man with red marks? Juvia believes so..."
"What if I told you the S-Class wizard from Fairy Tail looks just like him... as in... that is the Siegrain from Edolas."
"..."
"Hm. I suppose that would prove it."
There's a gentle thudding as Rias comes down the stairs, now wearing a fairly tight button-up shirt.
Wait...
That's one of mine.
No wonder it looks like the buttons are trying to kill themselves.
"Hello." She smiles. "Abel has told me quite a bit about you... my name is Rias Gremory... I hope we can be friends."
At this moment one of the buttons finally snap off. Shooting forwards like a bullet.
It promptly headshots the blue haired girl next to me as I flinch slightly.
"..."
Juvia stares and stares and stares. The hole that goes completely through her head quietly bubbling and filling up with water.
"..."
"LOVE RIVAL!" She abruptly shouts as she points at Rias.
Well, I've had the first part of this done for quite a while.
I hope you all enjoyed!
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