May They All Rest In Peace... For Good [Job | Mura - (Hana) - Yazuki]

... And she was back on the game. Also, given by the amount of mana that the shaman had left, they were in quite the trouble. He would have to go further with the offense in order to truly put down this madman, so it all depended on this last round. That was why Kyuken had launched himself into his katana once again, while Zirconis leaked into Mura’s body and caused yet another green contour to light up as scales began shattering off him. Hana was quicker and had already launched one of her spells, thick layers of ice around her arm manifesting a claw, and attacked the chief before Mura could follow up.

A strange aura began enveloping them all, but given his earlier thoughts, nothing was going to distract him from a critical point of no return. Sending himself forward, he aimed Kyuken’s katana and his left fist at the chief whilst dashing through the air like a bullet, soon accompanying Hana as she had laid a god hit on the enemy’s stomach.

… A light erupted rather quickly. All of a sudden, the chief wasn’t where he and Hana stood; in fact, the guy had been moved away, and a large sphere was surrounding him. He had taken the light as an opening to get away, despite having taken the damage right on. Just how darn tough was he? How were they going to beat him? That was when he noticed it, the shaman’s mana had been… restored? Did the light aid him in the time of need? “H-Hana, do you feel this too-“ he was asking out, but moving his eyes around made him cut himself off when he noticed the absence of the dead woman from before, What’s going on, now? I just felt something envelop us all… but we’re still safe. And my mana is back…

A voice quickly sent knowledge through his skull, and after a moment of silence from the shaman, his eyes aimed at the chief’s with the same, calm attitude that he had when he first met up with Hana here. Was this… hope? Destiny? He felt that the world did him a favor at this moment, and he dearly wanted to embrace everything, but he had a task to complete, so he quickly spoke to Hana: “Hana! You have to come over here, now!” His voice was more forcing than usual, but there was also a tone of anxiety in it, “I just got the ultimate key to our victory!”

Time seemed to go by rather quickly once the two guild mates got back on track, not letting the chief's words distract them from their ultimate goal. At the same time though, it was tiring. Even Hana's muscles began to ache, and to say that about a B rank Dragon Slayer was astounding, especially after the hard training the 5th guild master (I think that's Heero :'D) had put her through, always doing jobs above her rank and all. In the heat of battle, there was one moment which the chief managed to fight back, and sent a blow to Hana pushing her back after sending a kick his way. Of course, with his weakened state, she managed to do none other than land on her feet, but a certain surprise is what sent her off balance. A burst of light, flooding the room like a non-existent explosion. Covering and rubbing her sensitive eyes out of irritation, and opening them back up, all Hana could see was a mix of white and black dots. Strangely however, everything else felt fine, her muscles didn't ache even after crashing to the ground. Carefully and slowly, Hana placed her hands on the ground in attempt to pick herself up. She couldn't feel a wall by her side, so she just had to slowly curl her spine up to a full standing position. Mura's voice rang loudly through her ears, those being her most reliable sense at the moment, but she didn't answer. She couldn't find the voice to answer, she was too shocked and confused, she couldn't see anything that was going on. “Hana! You have to come over here, now! I just got the ultimate key to our victory!” Mura's voice was filled with worry and anxiety, and it was forceful. 'That's very unlike Mura.' The silvernette nodded, snapping her feet into movement and sending her slowly trudging in the direction she heard Mura spoke until finally she lost sense of where she was going once again. "Mura! I can't see, the light was too bright! I'm gonna need you to speak more so I can find you!"

As Hana would approach him, his smile increased tremendously; finally, they had the key to victory! According to the spirit of the girl whose body they had just seen disappear, this ‘item’ would do the trick that none of their previous spells could do… sadly, his smile twitched as Hana appeared to have been blinded from the light earlier. Throwing a glance over at the sphere, it appeared that the chief was in his own world at the moment, but what was he planning? Either way, he would not know about this weapon, or their plan could be ruined…

He then threw his vision back at Hana, then noticed something approach her. It looked like black dots in shelter of the light that was hitting them both, and Mura had a bad thought about them. Rapidly, his voice ringed: “Hana! Hana, follow my voice-” Sweat had begun to trickle down his face, and a sudden clone of himself had emerged to clear the few shadows that were approaching the Dragon Slayer, “T-There are shadows around us, so hurry over here!” He didn’t want her to be hurt by those hostile silhouettes, but holding the item in his hands was getting heavier and heavier as time passed. He could feel mana emerge within it as if it was readying some huge spell for later…

Answering her plea for a lead Mura began shouting towards Hana,  luring her into his direction. Yet, oddly enough,  his voice seemed troubled. She wouldn't doubt it considering their current position yet it was concerning to the small silvernette as her eyesight had been temporarily taken, just slowly reproducing itself.  “T-There are shadows around us, so hurry over here!” Mura really didn't need to repeat himself, as after that she began to shuft her pace into a light jog,  slow enough not to trip but still in a rush to return to the tanned brunette's side. Within a matter of moments she reached him. Her sight had slightly returned,  but was still quite foggy, making her grab the shaman's arm in confirmation that it was him by her side. After she was sure,  she looked uo to- where she THOUGHT his face would be,  and put on a ridiculously serious face as she got down to business. (TO DEFEAT- THE HANS! Just kidding.... Twas a joke..)
"So what's this key to victory?" she asked in honest curiosity as obviously she could just barely make out any details of whether or not Mura was even holding somthing. Yet to help her she felt around his hands searching for an object of sorts that Mura had claimed could help them. This task proved pretty difficult if you were to ask for her opinion,  because soon,  she lost the locations of Mura's hands and just began to rub around his torso searching for his arms once again that could lead back to his hands. "Um-little help?" She begrudgingly ask. Although it had hurt her pride, she found it rather awkward to continuously feel the poor boy up on his torso and it just had to come to a stop before it got anymore awkward.

He hoped that she would hurry, because if the chief decided to just wait it out or charge up some spell, then they knew not of how much time that they had. Besides, that sphere around the enemy proved hostile, so whatever Mura had in his grasp had to charge up quicker. Maybe… just maybe, what the soul of the deceased girl had told him was true. This item, this stone in his hand that resembled the previous one a lot would be the key to finally stop the chief’s mischiefs.

He suddenly felt her hand grabbing onto his arm, whilst she looked up at him with a determined look on her face. He felt prompted to explain, but he was taken by surprise as she began stroking and rubbing his chest and stomach in attempt to try and locate the item that he talked about. Throwing a glance over at the chief’s bubble, he then looked back at Hana’s eyes closely, holding up a small handle that looked to originate from some sword. His smile wouldn't fade away now, and she didn't have to rub him all over now. “The girl from earlier, she told me to charge this up and use it on the maniac,” he spoke in a calmer tone, “Long story short, he’s too busy charging up right now. He’s not even listening to us, he’s in his own world… but that’s good. He doesn’t see this coming…”

He quickly grabbed her hand with his own, clenching it rather firmly. “Hana, please… give me some of your mana,” he asked, “Maybe I can speed up the charging, but I’m feeling depleted and empty…”

Mura's words caused Hana's eyes to widen. Was there really that small of a magical item that required the amount of magical energy that would be held within to high ranking mages? Apparently so. As soon as Hana's sight had come back into play- finally, might I add- she turned around to find the old chief they were strifing against locked within a glowing shield surging great power. He was giving himself time to heal, as well as to stock back up on magical power,  whereas the Fairy Tail mages were doing the exact opposite. It was their only chance though, they knew he'd be too strong after fully restoring his health, taking up too much of their strength in the beginning alone. Looking back towards her team mate,  Hana offered a stern nod of her head,  not needing to think with the type of situation they were in, and she gently gave Mura her hands,  offering her magical energy. They were gonna be very sore and worn out after this. Tamka might've even had to carry the two wounded Guild mates back to the Guild infirmary for rest and health restoration. Speaking of Tamk... Where had the friendly little raccoon scamperd off to? Ah,  yes, of course. Tamka being Tamka, was still to this very moment, even with their enemy in an unconscious,  rehabilitating state,  was hiding within Hana's sweater as always. The difference was, he was knocked unconscious quite a while ago. It wasn't that he had hit his head or anything. He just...  With all the movement and adrenaline, he had began to feel ill a LONG while ago. He even had to swallow down the bile rising in his throat as to not get his precious Hana filthy and cause her more trouble that had already been bestowed upon her by accepting the job offer. So,  like anybody else would, he just fell sleep. Hopefully he'd feel much better by the time he woke up.

Her hands were cold, but that was the trick too as he did, exactly, need her magic power. The shaman watched as, by mere contact, her Dragon Slayer Magic began surging through and envelop the gem on top of his magic manifested as blue auras. It was when those two powers merged that the gem revealed its purpose as it suddenly lit up and morphed into a huge blade. Quite a spectacular, the light itself appeared to ward off shadows around them. In a hurry, the sword that the two Fairy Tail wizards were holding now suddenly rushed them towards the sphere in an unreal speed. They pierced right through, and what the shaman saw next was the dying breaths of the Chief that had sought shelter within his barrier, whilst an explosion covered all view once again…

“Urgh…” the shaman moaned in annoyance as this light was playing with his field of vision twice now, and he assumed that Hana was feeling the same. It was as if he knew what she felt just by physical contact. “My eyes… uh-“ When his vision began unblurring, he saw a huge, prosperous village with villagers around him, all smiling and doing their business. Did they teleport into a village at random? That proved to be wrong when his hand phased through one of them, though, and the view changed again. It must’ve been some dream or vision… Mura had little experience with those things, but a possibility it was. This time, a young boy covered in blood was seen, holding a piece of bread and with a hut set aflame in the background… and unconsciously, Mura’s hand was firmly holding the Ice Dragon Slayer’s…

“Eh… that looks rather scary…”

As soon as Hana's magic had combined with Mura's, the crystal took form of blade bigger than what one man could carry by his lonesome. Neither the dragon slayer nor the shaman could marvel in it's wondrous glory though as it already began rushing towards the sphere shielding the mad chief, pulling the two Fairy Tail mages along with it.
As they got close and close to the chief, time seemed to have gotten slower and slower, or at least in the small silvernette's opinion. The sword was taking straight aim towards the prior chief and it wasn't stopping anytime soon from what Hana's could tell. And that, she was right. The sword unhesitatingly pierced straight through the chief, delivering to him his final breath. His eyes widened in horror, and so did Hana's, at leat expecting him to have gone down with a little more pride.
Yet, before she could do or think anything, yet again, she was interupted. Not by the sword at that time, but by the blinding explosion of light hindering both hers and her partner's vision yet again.
It took a moment for their eyes to adjust, yet when they did, a relaxing scene replaced the once gloomy cavern the two had been trapped in. It was that of a sunny village, with many children playing and parents scolding as they did their daily chores. Often, Hana and Mura's would find a villager or two send a warm, greeting smile towards them.
'This doesn't seem real...' Hana thought, and as if agreeing with her, Mura's hand reached out to touch one of the villagers, just for it to pass through and confirming their identical thoughts.
Once Mura's hand left the ghostly body of the villager, the scene began to change, warping to one worse than the gloomy cavern. Flames engulfed the scenery, and the villagers either seemed to have vanished or just simply died. All but one.
In front of them, a boy stood weeping, clutching a piece of bread and attempting not to look at the burning hut behind him, blood littering his skin and clothes.
“Eh… that looks rather scary…”
Mura commented, grasping onto Hana's cold hand.
"Yeah... it does." Was all she replied with before continuing to watch, the view seeming oddly familiar to her.
Letting go of Mura's hand, she slowly made her way towards the crying boy, crouched down, and engulfed him in a restricted hug. She knew that this had meant nothing as she couldn't do so much as touch the poor boy, but she understood, and her need to comfort out-weighed her need to watch as he suffered the death of his village.
"Mura... when this is over... let's get some frigging cake."

This place had taken its toll on them. It was divine that they made it out safe and well, and Mura couldn’t have been happier than thinking that the dangers were of the past now. The scenes shown to the two of them were specially shown just for the two of them. It felt like a privilege… and a burden. For now, they were witnesses of a village’s previous glory and happiness turning into ashes and sorrow.

Hana showed the same feelings through her actions. How lovely her actions were in his eyes. He almost oversaw the sudden gravitational pull towards a certain pile of earth near the exit of the cave. It felt magical, and he responded rapidly to it as he moved over there. Was it an enemy? The orb from before was beginning to light up and all, but… well, after having spotted the pile of dirt, his curiosity led him to find a very fancy chest. They should open that afterwards…

But first… he made it over to Hana, picked her up bridal style, and moved towards the exit of the cave. IT was the second time that he would do something so daring with her, but he felt so off of himself right now. His smile was warm and lovely as his face drew closer to hers. “… You should ditch the eyepatch,” he commented, “You’re way prettier without it…” Those words came from his heart; a heart that wanted to do so many things but couldn’t move so fast after having been silent and patient for so long. This was a heart that was one with the soul and was leaking its radiance throughout his flesh and bones slowly. This was a heart that loved… it was all too obvious. Especially for the two spirits who looked away in awe and a slight awkwardness...

The End