Fairy Tail Origins One-Shots!

Devil - Mavid

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I groaned, resisting the tempting urge to bang my head on the table as I listened to Ritchie and Brandon unsuccessful attempt to scold Inmo. As usual, it wasn't working. Jesus christ this guild was filled with morons. I took a large swig of my beer, the tangy liquid sliding quickly down my throat as I sat quietly.

As you can see, so far, it had been a pretty normal day in the guild. I had spent the first portion of the day doing an S Class mission, then bandaging my arm up after it got a large cut on the side, wandering around the garden with Plant following me for a while, and most importantly, thinking about my boyfriend, David.

David had been my boyfriend for about two weeks now. We still publicly acted like we hated each other, considering the fact that only Lucas, Brandon, and Bryan new about our relationship. But secretly, we were literally probably the most flirty couple to ever exist. I couldn't help it, though. He was just so... Hot.

I could feel myself start to visually blush, so I stopped my train of thought, taking another sip from my glass as Ritchie slammed his fist into the table. "Alright!" He said, turning to look at everybody sitting around the table sharply. "Where the hell is David?"

Not a single person answered. Kit and Blake shrugged, while me and Lucas shared a look. David was almost never late to guild meetings, especially not when they're this late in the day. Which just made the entire scenario even stranger. I could tell that both of us were having the same thought run through our heads right now. What happened?

As if on cue, somebody burst through the door. I sighed, turning around and preparing to see David, David with his obnoxious grin and pretty eyes. I swear I almost did a double take at what I saw. Oh yes, it was David. But it wasn't the same David, not the same one that was in Divinus Magia.

No, the Devil was indeed David. David with half his hair turned black, blood red eyes, and a large, white, dragon like Tattoo showing up on the blackened ash colored side of his skin. His pants changed to dark blue, and his eyes held a malice unknown to his host of the body. So yeah, it was David, yet this wasn't David in control. It was Glacier.

Glacier grinned as they looked across the room, laughing darkly as his eyes flickered around madly. You could see the insane look in his eyes, even from this far away. His dark fangs dripped from the edges of his mouth, and his aura was one full of terror and spite. I shivered. How could somebody as sweet- well, maybe not sweet. More like.... uhm... Protective I guess. Yeah, protective. How could somebody as protective and hot and amazing as David have such a monster in his body? I don't know.

When Glaciers eyes set on me, his grin seemed to get impossibly wider. Ritchie, Brandon, and Lucas had already gotten into defensive positions, and Blake looked terrified as Devin imagined a giant sword at least twice the size of him, while Kit stood in front of a very clearly confused looking Inmo. I stood, wide eyed and shocked as I looked at the Devil. His insane gaze bore straight through me, causing my heart rate to drastically pick up speed and my head to throb and spin. How did Glacier even gain control? How was that possible? And most importantly, what happened to David?

"Ah, yes. Well Hello, Divinus Magia," Glacier announced with a dark chuckle. His voice was as cold as David described. It sounded just ever so like David, yet rougher, deeper, and filled to the brim with pure insanity. It reminded me of the Dragon God, and even more so of the Demon King.

"Glacier," Brandon greeted plainly, eyes cold and full of hostility while Glacier's were full of malice. The room fell silent. The air was tense and confused, yet boiling with rage nonetheless. Ever member, including myself, was trying to figure out how this could possibly happen. Lucas broke the tense silence as the anger and rage hit to much for him to handle.