The Sun and the Moon (Fairy Tail Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

"B-Bitch!" The leader growled as he glared up at me. "Kill them!" The other two men jumped forward towards us at their leader's order. "Diamanta, Leopold, get back." I grinned as I built up my magical power. "Things are gonna get messy." Diamanta mumbled something before tugging Leopold along with her farther down the seat they were on and closer towards the window. "Shadow Blades!" Our opponents shouted in unison as they summoned blades of darkness and sent them flying towards Petronilla and I.

"You're at a disadvantage against me if you use Shadow Magic!" I could feel my excitement build up even more as I sucked in a breath ready to counter the magic attack with my own. "No magic." Petronilla grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her to stop my counterattack and dodging the blades of darkness. "Again?!" I groaned as Petronilla took a step forward releasing my hand.

"We're on a train full of innocent people, we can't risk harming them." Petronilla pointed out. My gaze darted to see faces full of fear as they trembled in their seats. "Fine, you win once again." I sighed.

Petronilla lunged forward towards the one on the right while I ran towards the one on the left. "Shadow Shield!" They both shouted once more in unison as the shadows on the train formed a wall between us. I smirked as Petronilla threw a punch towards the wall and shattered it with sheer force. "H-How..." One of them stuttered as he stared wide eyed at Petronilla. She responded by punching him in the face with enough force that threw him back onto the floor unconscious.

"Monster..." The other one gasped as he stared at Petronilla in horror after she took down his comrade in one hit. He got rewarded by a punch in the face that was delivered by me sending him back a few feet. Since I wasn't as physically strong as Petronilla all I managed to do was break his nose quite brutally.

"Who's the monster here, us or the ones that tried to rob innocent people using your magic as a threat to scare them." I glared at him before turning my intense gaze onto the leader who flinched. "I-I'll give you anything...a-anything you want if you j-just let me go..." He whimpered pathetically as he trembled in front of us.

"Not so tough now that your lackeys are out huh?" I shook my head at him before turning towards Petronilla. "Turn them in?" She nodded. "When is the next stop?"

Right after I asked that question I could feel the train slowly coming to a stop.

"We have arrived at Byton Station, hope you had a wonderful trip."

"It was totally a wonderful trip." Diamanta's voice oozed sarcasm. "Alright lets get the local police." I smiled as I turned back to the leader and to make things easier for me I punched him in the face which knocked him out. "Petronilla you get the guy over there whimpering about his broken nose," Petronilla nodded before going over to the other one. "Diamanta and Leopold you get the other unconscious guy."

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"Man, I'm exhausted!" I complained as I pulled my hood down even more making sure no one could see my face. We were now walking through the streets of Crocus. After we turned those criminals in, we got a reward which was good since we were running low on jewels, we made our way to our training spot and trained ruthlessly till the Grand Magic Games was near than left for the three day trip it took to get to this beautiful capital. During our training I managed to convince Petronilla for us to train with our magic in order for us to be prepared for the games.

"I would assume we arrived later than everyone else since the games begin today at midnight according to the letter Gresilda sent us." Diamanta murmured to us from her spot on my head. "What inn are we in again?" I turned my head slightly to the right to see Petronilla's form that was covered by her cloak and I could see Leopold on top of her head as usual. "Glassice, apparently it's famous for the sculpture in the lounge that was made out of glass and ice that never melts." Leopold informed us. While Diamanta was weak to sweets Leopold was weak to beautifully crafted sculptures, he always was the more artistic one of our small group.