Time period: After Grand Magic Games
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Elaine Vitalihive is a noble that is the daughter of two former members...
The New Girl (Fairy Tail Fanfic): Chapter 14: Animal Instincts
Third Person POV—
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The storm raged around Gray, the cold biting into his skin, though it didn't affect him as it would others. His blindness had stripped him of sight, but the curse had heightened his other senses, especially his hearing. He focused, trying to cut through the chaos of the storm—the roar of the wind, the crack of thunder, and the relentless pounding of the snow.
Then he heard it. A sound he had heard before—a faint, rhythmic thumping cutting through the storm's din, barely noticeable amidst the chaos. It was soft but distinct, the same sound that had haunted him earlier, and now, in the midst of the storm, realization hit him like a strike of lightning. It wasn't just any sound. It was Elaine. Her heartbeat.
"Elaine!" Gray whispered, panic clawing at his chest.
Gray stood at the edge of the cliff, ready to find her, but the memory of the wings bit into his nerves. The weight of his new wings pressed heavily against his back, the unfamiliar sensation anchoring him in place. The curse had changed him—his body was no longer entirely human, and with the leathery wings stretching from his shoulders, he felt an overwhelming sense of alienation.
He reached behind him, trying to grasp the base of one wing, but the muscles were foreign, stiff, and uncooperative. Each wing was heavy, almost too heavy for him to lift. They felt like dead weight pulling him down, and for a moment, Gray doubted he would ever get them to move at all.
Gritting his teeth, he tried to focus, his hands balled into fists as he willed his wings to open. The muscles in his back strained painfully, and he could feel the pull deep in his bones as the wings slowly unfurled. The leathery membranes trembled as they spread out to either side of him, catching the wind in an uneven flutter. Each movement felt awkward and unnatural, as if the wings didn't belong to him.
Sweat broke out on his forehead despite the cold as he struggled to hold them open, the sheer effort of keeping them spread exhausting him. His back muscles burned with the strain, and his arms twitched uselessly at his sides as he fought to maintain balance.
Taking a deep breath, Gray bent his knees and pushed off the ground, flapping his wings in a desperate attempt to catch the air. But the moment he left the ground, the weight of his wings threw him off balance, and he crashed back down, his feet hitting the rocky ground hard. His legs buckled under the impact, sending a shock of pain through his body.
"Damn it!!"
Frustration bubble up as he staggered to his feet again, his chest heaving. His wings drooped behind him, too heavy to keep up, and his shoulders slumped under the weight. Every movement felt clumsy, every step a struggle.
But he wasn't ready to give up. He had to learn how to control them—if he didn't, Elaine will die.
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