《Fairy Tail's Demon God》Chapter 0: Prologue
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It was a bright and early day for Magnolia. The sun was shining, the birds chirping, and the sounds of work started to gradually begin. Master Makarov, who was the guild master of Fairy Tail, looked to his left, to see a young man fast asleep. This man had white hair and a black cloak over him, and was named Ryuga Shinsokai. They were both inside the guild named Fairy Tail, at the bar. Makarov heard the doors open, to reveal a crying Mirajane and Elfman. The guild erupted into chaos, and the sister and brother ran to Makarov. Ryuga gradually opened his eyes, hearing all the commotion.
Mirajane: "Master, my sister, Lisanna.. S-S-S" She couldn't finish her sentence, for tears were falling down like a stream of water.
She didn't need to say anything, however, since the guild all had solemn looks on their faces. They knew what just happened, Mirajane's sister, Lisanna, was killed in action.
Elfman: "It's all my fault, I couldn't control myself."
Mirajane: "No it's my fault. If I hadn't of been so stubborn and were stronger she could have been saved." Makarov placed a warm hand on both their heads.
Makarov: "Now now children, Lisanna would not want you to blame yourselves. This is a dark day for our guild, one that will not be forgotten. However, let us mourn, and let us move past this dreadful moment. Let us grow stronger together; may we all never have to face a tragedy like this again. Lisanna will be remembered, she will be loved, she will never be forgotten. The sun will shine on Fairy Tail once again, and we will grow stronger together... It's what Lisanna would want us to do."
Almost everyone started crying from the master's speech. Ryuga even let a couple tears run down his face. Lisanna was one of the only people that loved him and cared for him as a friend. Her smile could always warm the coldest of hearts. Although she was no longer with him, he still had her family. He swore that he would help her family in any way he could. He would protect them, train them, teach them, and love them.
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Mirajane and Elfman were standing over their sister's grave. It was pouring rain, and the only thing keeping them from getting drenched was a single umbrella. They both wore pitch black, dark as night. Even the sky took on a depressing grey, as if crying at Lisanna's death. Tears were mixed with rain, but they soon were surprised to see the rain stop, and levitating in the air around them. They heard light footsteps walking towards them. The siblings looked behind to see Ryuga walking up to them, with a face full of sorrow. This surprised the siblings, for they always thought Ryuga was cold and void of emotion. However, here he was, with tears threatening to fall, and hands quivering.
Ryuga: "It seems even the sky mourns for her. She was a gentle and kind soul."
Mirajane said nothing, but ran into Ryuga's arms and cried harder than ever. Elfman soon joined in and the trio stayed like that for a few minutes. Their tears and sorrows were joined together, making them see each other in a new side.
Mirajane: "I should have been strong enough. Maybe if I was-"
Ryuga: "It's not your fault. It's neither of your faults. However, seeing as Lisanna was one of my best friends, I will help train you two to harness your powers. That is, if you would like me to. After all she has done for me, I would like to pay her back, even if it's a little."
The siblings didn't say anything, but they nodded silently and slowly.
Elfman: "Please train us."
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