The White Wolf

Chapter 10 - You're Through

You landed out in front of the Black Bulls hide out. It had been a few weeks since the incident at Kiten and you needed to collect the mission reports and deliver them to the Wizard King. You weren't too happy about your Captain's assignment for you, but you did so without complaint. "Vice-Captain" Your head turned to the owners voice. Silvia Praxi. Neither of your got along well, but the Captain insisted she attend in Zenon's place, since he was still on bed rest. Not all injuries can be healed by magic. "What do you want?" You didn't bother to speak her name. "Do I have to go in?" She whined like a child. You gritted your teeth behind a closed mouth, "yes. Now do so without complaint." Now wasn't the time to get on your nerves. Not today. Not while you were at the Black Bulls.

Your fists clenched underneath your cloak as you approached the door to the base. You knocked on the door calmly, but still loud enough for them to have heard it. Crashes and banging came from the other side of the door. You rolled your eyes but quickly returned it to your cold stare. The door opened, revealing Finral. "O-Oh! (Y/N)!" Finral was shocked by meeting your unforgiving eyes. "May we enter?" You questioned. "O-Of course..." Finral opened the door and let the two of you in.

Luck and Magna were fighting; destroying the base in the process. Vanessa was draped over the couch, drunk yet with another bottle of win in her hand. Asta was doing push ups in the centre of the room, Noelle sitting by him. Yami was nowhere in sight. You could see Zora, Liebe, Gordon, Gauche, Grey, and Nero. Thank god you couldn't see him. "Oh, hey (Y/N)!" Asta beamed, looking at you. You just looked at him.

"Oh, your back~? Did you miss us that much~?" Vanessa slurred. "I'm glad to have one of my bestest friends back" Gordon mumbled incoherently. "Eh? Your back?" Zora cocked an eyebrow at you. "Do you wanna fight?!" Luck beamed. "No." You glared at him. Luck shrugged, walking off. He knew not to push you. You looked to Asta with a monotonous expression, "I need your mission reports from the attack on Kiten." You stated. "Sure! I'll be right back!" Asta stood up and grabbed his report off the nearby bench.

"Here:" He handed it to you. You took it before retracting your arms back under your cloak. "Where is the other fools?" "He should have it! I'm sure he'll be down in a minute!" Asta beamed. You didn't want to see him. You really didn't. Seeing him means he'll try to talk to you. Get answers because he's a fool who will never understand the consequences of his own actions. His actions didn't just affect him that day. His foolish choice.

"So... Did you get my letters?" Finral looked away from you, everting his eyes to the ground, the others, anywhere but meeting your own. "I received them and I delt with it" you answered coldly. "You delt with it?!" Finral's eyes shot wide, "why did you do that?! I could have done it!" "It was nothing. It gave me an excuse to finally scold the man." You saw the saddened look in Finral's eyes, the worry. "I didn't hurt him, Finral. You should try talking to him." You assured him. His eyes relaxed. He was worried you had hurt him.

Footsteps approached from down the dark hall leading out into the open. You faced the entrance with dead eyes. "Nero said that someone was here?" Yami yawned. Had he only just gotten up? What a lazy brute. You chose to say nothing. You could feel his mana approaching. You took a discreet deep breath, trying to calm yourself, though it failed. The least you could do was give him a cold stare; no different from normal.

When the two came into sights at the end of halls, Nacht froze on his feet. His light blue eyes went wide, his iris' shrinking amongst the widened white. His eyes held a million questions wrapped in one. What were you doing here? "(Y/N)... What're... you doing here?" Nacht starred at you, looking as though he was going to begin shaking. He regained a hopeful colour within them. "I need your Kiten mission report." You replied coldly. You snuffed out that flame of hope. Nacht's hopeful eyes lost their colour again. No matter how many times you shut him down, he swore he would never give up.