Promises (Completed)

8: A New Guild

GAJEEL'S P.O.V.

     "Fine. See ya Shrimp." I barked, grabbed my bag, and ran off. To be honest my stomach is still swimming around, but I can walk and find some motel. Eventually I one hotel called the Silver Spring Hotel. Everything is a shade of gray. Some dude with green hair and yellow eyes nervously handed me my key. 

     After I put my stuff in my room I walked out in town, looking for some big ass building to look like a guild hall. There's some guild around here called Venomdawn. Yeah, I know. I just need a guild. Anyway. As I'm walking something blue in the crowd catches my eye. It's the Shrimp. Why the hell does she keep popping up everywhere? Can't she annoy someone else?

     Not that she's ugly or anything...but she's a goody two-shoes. She disappeared into a coffee shop and I shrugged it off and kept walking. Some shady looking dude waited on the edge of an alley, looking like he was about to rape some chick. I don't have a clue why, but for some reason my mind drifted to Shrimp getting used like that. It made my stomach feel weird, and she might be walking this way, what if he does do something to her?

     My stomach kept nagging at me and I couldn't let this guy keep creeping. So, with hands in my pockets and my best to act casual, I walked over to him. "Get lost." He yelled, scowling at me. "You know where the Venomdawn guild hall is?" His eyes looked me up and down before he frowned even more. He looked at a woman, not much taller than Shrimp, walk by with earbuds, oblivious of anything around her.

     I growled and grabbed the guy by his neck, choking him again. "You know where it is?" I growled. He immediately lifted his hands in surrender. "D-D-Down the r-road! At t-the edge of the forest!" My frown turned into a big, evil smile. I punched him in the face, knocked him out, and tossed his body in a dumpster. I don't like this...I'm already turning into my Phantom Lord self.

     Then orange and blue walked by the alley: Shrimp. She's safe. My stomach relaxed, my muscles no longer tense. But why? I sighed and shook it off, walking down the road street. Since I'm extremely tall I was a head taller than most of the people, and I could see down the road. There was a dirt road, a row of trees, and the top of a building. Guess that's Venomdawn.

     Shrimp took a right turn and walked into some orphanage. That's her job? Doing something with orphans? Hey, there's gotta be someone in the world to do it. But she can do more, she's much stronger than that.  

      Instead I shrugged it off and walked to Venomdawn. It was a pretty big building, black exterior and big dark windows. Their logo hung on a flag above the door, a sun rise 'villain style'. A.K.A. a green sun with green smoke and shit around it. Like Disney villains they always have lime green smoke around them. Anyway back to the story. I kicked open the door.

     A bunch of people like me turned their heads, glaring. By 'like me' I mean piercings, colored hair, ripped up clothes, black clothes, stuff like that. My crowd. Hmm, I might just like it here. A woman about my age with lime green hair, piercings in her face, and leather clothes sat in a throne to my right. Her black lips formed a smirk. "You think you can just barge in here, stranger?" Damn her voice is low.

     I grunted in response and walked to the steps in front of her throne. She's probably the guild master, I mean come on. "I assume you want to join?" Her smirk disappeared as she looked down on me with disgust. I returned the loathing look, hands in my pockets. Everyone watched, their eyes burning holes through my back.

     "You have some guts blowing in here like that. But, first impressions are always very important." She sneered. I grunted quietly again. The master raised a pierced, lime green eyebrow. "Man of little words, I see. No matter. Your test doesn't require words anyway." She snapped her fingers together. She had fake, red, long-ass nails that could be visible from the back of the guild hall. A small girl, about half a foot taller than Shrimp, shuffled over. Her dark green hair reached her shoulders, she wore a grey sweater dress as she shuffled over, adjusting her black glasses.