Fairy Tail One Shots

Fraxus

As Laxus traces his mates scent from the town that was their latest job, getting rid of the dark guild Raven Eye that had been terrorizing the area and hurting the  townspeople, the rune and lighting mage were able to capture and turn in every member of the guild except the leader and the strongest mages. Laxus growled as he smelled the blood that was mixed in with the scent, and vowed to himself that he would repay any injury the had delt his mate. He was feeling extreme guilt as well as feeling the rage, and his magic, dangerously close to the surface. He should have been able to smell the chemical drifting into the room, if he hadn’t sent Bix and Ever away … but, no he had had  to, if he hadn’t, there was a chance that the guild would become endangered. That didn’t mean that he didn’t feel guilty for letting his Freed, his fucking mate, get kidnapped. Who knew what those bastards where doing to him. All he knew was that for every briuse, wound, and scrape on his mate, he would return the favor ten fold. He came back to the world as he stopped in front of the castle like guild hall.

Freed’s P.O.V.

I could feel the lack of runes on my body, well the lack of drawn on runes. We had figured out a couple of months ago, after Laxus and I had first mated, that a little bit of our magic had mixed. (a/n I got this idea from the ao3 user sciencefictioness in her fic, THUNDER FORGED). I now had permanent purple lightning runes, and Laxus had a new spell, runes of the thunder dragon. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the scent of a new type of magic, musical, entering my cell.

“Well, well, so this is the famous leader of the thunder tribe, Freed Justine.” monologues the guild master.

“I have you caught now, demon, your runes are useless due to the magic vines from my second in command. We are in need of a rune mage though. So, you must join our guild or your precious thunder dragon will perish.” the cruel mage continued.

“No, never, I will always protect Laxus.” I tried to shout, it came out in a whisper.

“So be it.” The master then used his magic to knock me out.

3rd P.O.V.

Laxus could sense that someone had just hit his mate and was once more filled with rage. He rushed the doors to the guild and then blew them open with one of his attacks. The remaining members in the main area all turned toward the commotion and all paled as they saw the shadow of the dragon slayer with lightning arching of of his form. Though they were scared, they all prepared their attacks. Laxus just let out a large and powerful attack of his lightning, and all the mages were knocked out. Laxus scoffed ,“pathetic.” and continued to look for his mate. He rushed down the stairs, only to feel a nearly unholy amount of rage, when he saw his mate half naked and the guild master taking off Freed’s pants. Freed was bound by thorny vines, and rope, and by the nearly complete lack of runes and the faded mate mark on Freed’s chest, he could tell that the vines negated magical power. He also saw Freed’s prized rapier lying on the floor, covered in dirt, and blood. When he looked back to Freed the rage increased as he saw the scrapes and bruises marring Freed’s milky skin. Laxus felt the stirrings of a new spell, a mix of his two most powerful spells, fairy law and roar of the thunder dragon, called, rage of the thunder dragon. As the overwhelming amount of rage took over Laxus, he went into his dragon force, scales began to crawl over his arms and face, his pupils became slits and as he felt his dragon surfacing, Laxus knew the dragon wouldn’t hurt their mate. Laxus seemed to grow another foot as the dragon growled out the spell. RAGE OF THE THUNDER DRAGON. The cruel mage turned to ash, and the dragon released its hold over the dragon slayer, as it knew that their mate would respond to the slayer more than it. Laxus ran foward, scooping up Freed’s rapier, and used it to slash through the vines holding his mate suspended. When Freed collapsed into his arms, all Laxus could do was press his nose into the greenetts hair and inhaled.

As Laxus stalked away from the burning guild hall, he carried an unconscious Freed curled in his arms, and vowed to both his mate and himself to help Freed recover and not have this happen again.