Ah, stretching my legs from lack of fight scenes. How did I do? Should it be quicker or slower? Hehe, Natsu is my favorite to write. Pfft, he is a little dork assassin…
Chapter Nine:Brothers in Arms
The sky rumbled threateningly as thedark clouds began to swirl overhead. Magnolia expected rain today,over the daunting chimes of the cathedral bells and the chatter of
the soldier guards. Cool wind swept at the leaves that colored the
trees with Autumn, warning the town of the downpour that would surely
come. That did not stop many spectators from dawning coats and hats
before venturing out towards the town square where ominous drums beat
a rhythm of demise.
The permanent structure of the gallows
sat in the center, where a beautiful comedic statue of Saint Yajima
once stood, taking over the heart of the town with control and the
threat of a short drop and a long hang. Torches were not needed, for
the suns rays could light beneath the black clouds, and the gleam of
an ax strapped to the executioner’s back reminded the onlookers just
where the true power lied.
The blue and white uniforms of guards
speckled through the scene, some ditching their posts to watch the
execution like thirsty coyotes. The city was nearly devoid of its
proud protection, the center of the action was the hanging of four
enemies as ordered by the Council.
Thunder rolled overhead, and wives
pulled curious children inside, doors slamming and locking while
windows closed. Even the pubs grew silent, a small honor for those
wrongly killed in the face of Magnolia justice. The drums stilled,
the air hanging heavily as the Captain of the Guard coughed and
rolled out a lengthy parchment of the charges, black eyes glaring in
contempt at the shackled prey below him.
“The infamous Lyon Vastia, how low
you have fallen…dragging those who follow you down as well.” He
sneered to the silent accused, ignoring the scathing glares received.
“Once an assassin, always an assassin.”
“Natsu, please tell me you heard
me.” Gray hissed anxiously from the rooftop, brown hood pulled over
his face and fastened to keep his identity hidden. His fingers,
gloved in black leather, kept flexing and closing, shifting from one
weapon of choice to another, never settling for longer than seconds
at a time.
“Hmm? Yeah. I got a distraction
ready. Do not worry your pretty princess head.” The pink haired man
mocked, adjusting his smoke grenades along his chest belt with a
crazed grin of excitement. “Just go for the horses like I told ya’.
The ones tied to the hay wagon. I got the gallows and the patrolling
soldiers.” He snickered, cracking his neck and angling his body to
drop off the gutter edge and into a nearby alley.
“Natsu, stick to the plan.” Gray
warned irritably, scowling at the light and…elated expression on
his rival’s face. “Do not mess up…or I will kill you before the
The Dragon Assassin rolled his eyes
with a snort, balancing on the edge of the building with a huff of
amusement. “Relax, I will not risk the mission. I will be
quick…silent as a mouse.” He promised before dropping off the
roof with a graceful flip, leaving Gray with doubts as the crazed
face flashed out of sight.
Cold wind bit at her bare legs and
arms, forcing the blonde woman to shiver and cower behind barrels or
walls for relief. The clouds warned her to make it home soon, but
Lucy was finding it difficult as the streets became less populated
and more doors slammed shut.