Cloud and Sephiroth, enemies to the end, but no one could expect that after their end they would be fused together to create an entirely new entity, a child no less, with different magic, Ice Dragon Slayer Magic and Ice God Slayer Magic, while the c...
As Y/N and Makarov walk into Fairy Tail's guildhall Y/N immediately dodges a flying chair while still holding the egg and looks at Makarov in concern. Makarov just leads Y/N to his office. Once inside, Y/N places the egg down, confident that it's safe.
Makarov: You get used to it boy, after we get your guildmark, I'll stop their fighting, ok?
Y/N: A-alright.
Makarov gets out a stamp with the Fairy Tail guild mark.
Makarov: Where would you like it?
Y/N: *thinks for a bit* My right shoulder, it just feels like it should be there.
Makarov stamps Y/N's right shoulder and the stamp glows an emerald green, Makarov removes it and Y/N sees that a guild mark was left where he was stamped.
Y/N: Why is it green?
Makarov: Your magic made it that color. Neither you, nor I, can determine a color for our guild mark, our magic decides for us.
The straps on Y/N's bag break and his clothes spill out, along with a two letters.
Makrov: Letters?
Ignoring Y/N's tattered clothes, which Y/N put back into the bag, Makarov picks up the letters.
Makarov: Have you read these letters young man?
Y/N: No, I didn't even know I had them.
Makarov: Would you like me to read them to you?
Y/N: Yeah.
Makarov opens the first letter, a light blue envelope with snow flakes on it.
Makarov: "To my beloved son, Y/N."
"I am sure that you're confused, after all, you woke up probably thinking I was getting breakfast, that's not the case. I'm dying, and fast. When you wake up, I'll already be dead. The least I can do is leave this letter and my final gift in the envelope. I don't want you to see my corpse, it would probably scar you for life, to see your mother who defended you against all who wished to harm you, dead and unresponsive. I'm sorry that I don't have anymore time in this world. Goodbye my son, and remember, mommy always loves you."
"Your mommy, Fubuki"
Y/N: Mommy...
Makarov: Y/N, she wrote this because she loved you, and wanted to say goodbye to you.
Y/N: But why did mommy have to go?
Makarov: I don't know, and I won't act like I know, but what I do know, is she loved you with her everything.
Y/N begins to cry softly and Makarov gives him a hug, to help calm him down. Makarov begins to rub Y/N's back in a consoling manner and after awhile, Y/N's cries die down. The two separate from the hug and Makarov reaches into the envelope and struggles before using two hands pulls out a very familiar sword to Y/N. His complete fusion sword.
Y/N: Mommy finished my sword for me.
Makarov struggles to hold it up and gently lays it on the ground. Y/N picks it up without much difficulty, aside from having to use two hands. He uses requip magic to not have to carry it. Makarov attempts to open the other letter, a black letter with a certain symbol on it.
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