Juvia X Reader

First Mission: An Unlikely Team

"Caxin, (F/N). Your to go with Juvia and Gray on their mission." Makarov called across the guild hall. Everyone quieted down now, having heard about the fight between you and him during the entry battle. They all had begun to thought you hated Gray for some reason, well they weren't far off but you didn't have the guy. Strongly dislike at best, jealous of? Definitely. "Yes master." You replied in unison. You walked up to them as they now began to leave, the incident with the figure still plaguing your mind. "So where are we going?" Caxin was the first to break the silence with his question, seeking an end to the awkward atmosphere of the group. "A group of magic users are trying to ransom a village, we're headed there to stop them." You kept your gaze at your feet. Left, right, left, right. You had travelled for three years to get to Skyrim. Now it appeared you'd be traveling more, perhaps this was all you would do till you died. "So any information on these magic users?" You decided to distract yourself from your darker thoughts as you walked. "He just said they seem to have a way to raise the dead, and drain the life force from people." You paled slightly, that sounded dangerously like the vampires of Skyrim you had heard of. "Any physical differences to help us spot them." Caxin seemed to pick up on the same fear as you, looking at Gray. "Their kinda like vampires, fangs and red eyes. You know what I'm talking about." He shrugged, you and Caxin sharing a worried look. "About that."

"Wow. I can't believe you guys are serious about this. Your from a land that's steeped in more magic then us, but have less modern advances for it?" Nodding Caxin replied "Yeah, not like we just got through explaining that for an hour." You were all on a train headed for the desolate village now, having decided to fill in the two mages. "Then how could vampires from your dimension arrive in our own?" Juvia asked, shocked. "That's just it Juvia. We came here from an ancient as hell magic ritual. Besides the people who invented it, I can't imagine anyone knowing about it. The way I see it there are two different explanations. Either the use of the ritual from (F/N) so soon after it was used before by his father closed the gap between our worlds. Or they know about the ritual themselves and are using it to come here." Gray looked down, as if he was thinking. "Then how the hell can we send them back." You replied this time, sadly accurate in your statement. "We can't. As far as we know, the ritual is a one way street. There aren't any dragon mounds to use as power catalysts, and we can't risk over using the Sigil Stones we have, lest they get lost or destroyed from over use." You looked up at everyone now, "So our only option is to send the bastards back to their Daedra creator. We have to kill them."