Reflections

Chapter 5: Flames and Scripts

"They're still chasing us!"
"I can see, Elie!"

Erza and Levy gained on their two targets, now just inches away.

The girl raised a strange weapon and aimed it at them. Levy called out, "Solid Script: Guard!" Huge 3D words blocked them from the oncoming shots. Bullets bounced off the words.

A type of gun, Levy observed. It's narrow and the handle is almost near the center. Most of it rests on her arm like a tonfa.

The man with the black cloak kept glancing back as they rounded another corner, he raised his leg and stomped the ground. "Earth Dragon Golden Storm!"

He crushed the pavement beneath his foot as the rest of the ground around him began to crack and crumble as well.

"Levy! Get back." The girls lunged backwards on their feet as the ground stopped crumbling, inches from their toes.

Where the man was, stood a huge cracked crater.

"Elie, head for Cave and join the others. Julia couldn't have taken them too far. I'll stall these two."

"What?! No way! C'mon Let, we have to go!" As she said this, she knew his mind was set.

"Alright! I'll go, but you better not lose, dragon breath!" She shouted angrily. She was upset they had to part ways. She didn't waste any time though, repositioning her tonfas on her belt, she took one last look at him and then left.

"Get back here!" As Erza stepped forward, a stream of fiery red flames shot towards her.

"Solid Script: Water!!" An orb of light shot forward turning into the word covered in water and countered the fire resulting in puffs of steam, before the flames could touch Erza.

"I will not allow you to go after her." The man now appeared behind them effectively blocking their path away from the deep crater he created.

"You and your comrades are under urrest for the destruction of this town. Do not resist, it will not end well." Erza warned.

He just looked at them passively with his arms crossed.

Levy studied his profile carefully: the pronounced scar on his forehead, tall and slender but built body, slate gray hair, young face (maybe in his early 20s), long cloak and traditional fighting apparel, and his eyes; they were bright and fierce.

Determined, Levy spoke. "Erza, leave him to me."

Surprised, Erza reluctantly agreed. "You're up against a strong opponent. Are you positive you want to proceed?"

"Absolutely." She held her index fingers out preparing to fight.

"Then I leave this to you. " Erza slid down the deep crater and seconds later leaped onto the other side.

That hole's not a problem for the might of Titania.

The young man rushed forward.

"No you don't, Solid Script: Hole!!" Levy wrote the word "hole" on the ground in front of her, which changed it into a trap. He sensed it though, stopping in time.

"Impressive," he set a foot on it causing it to trigger. "I would have fallen in if I hadn't paid close attention to your power. You're able to generate words in the air making them solid." He was very perceptive.

"You... the m- move you used back then, you said 'Earth Dragon'? Are you a dragon slayer?" She questioned.

"No, I'm not. That's an interesting term, but I'm of a different race." He was intrigued by her accusation.