Zervis: AMITY (Book 3)

Chapter 3: The Man With A Mission

Another 6 months has passed...

Normal POV

It was now a year and a half. These past six months were challenging. Natsu made a lot of attempts to get through the invisible forcefield. Every night he would make it a daily practice to break the field with his fire magic. It might not budge but he was slowly learning how to use his power. He made countless attempts trying to outsmart the curse put on him including going through the back door, getting inside prison cars, even did a crazy move like digging a tunnel underground ...yet still, the forcefield could sense his every move everywhere. Zeref just watched his brother tire himself. Eventually After a month, Natsu gave up. Zeref was now left with peace and quiet.

Somehow, he regretted not telling Natsu everything. The truth was eating him alive. He felt trapped. And some of the guards think that he was going crazy. Every night, he yearned to see Mavis again. He may have fulfilled his 'mission' but that's not enough to make him feel at ease. It was okay at first but considering the time Mavis and him were apart, his concern came back. What if it wasn't enough? Zeref asks himself this question all the time. The confrontation with Natsu somewhat lowered his guard down. Before, Zeref wanted no more than to live alone and isolated. But as the passing months go by, he started feeling lonely. He wasn't too close with the other inmates, only the ones he had close relations with like Cobra and Jellal. The rest were nothing like them. Now, the extreme isolation made him open his eyes that needed to be free again. He needed to see...no...he WANTED to see Mavis again.

Natsu did say that he was free to go whenever he wanted. Saying to himself that 'JUST WALK OUT' was easy to think of. It was easy to say but his actions spoke louder than words. Zeref didn't have the will yet to go out. It's not that he CAN'T...he just WON'T. For one reason...Fear. He fears that everything is too late. His time with them is over. He fears that since Natsu stopped coming back, there was nothing left for him. He fears that when he gets out of these walls, Natsu won't be there for him. No one to come home to...no one to love. Just that thought made him scared to face Mavis. He was scared that Mavis will never look at him the same way. Why should she? After what he did.

Meanwhile...

The sound of whips connecting with flesh were heard. "Agh!" Invel screamed in agony as his tormentor continued on whipping his back even when he didn't do anything wrong. He fell to his knees. If anyone can picture this horrific scene, Invel would be the next Jesus to be crucified.

"Put your backs into it!" His tormentor demanded. Blood trickled down his open wounds. It was splattered everywhere as the tormentor continued on slashing was falling weak. No proper food and water was given to him. His crime was unforgivable. Scums like him deserved to be treated like the piece of trash they are. His ice powers were not valid in this state, the burning sensation of the topography wasn't helping him either. Invel's vision was getting blurry. He needed the right nutrition but everyone knows he was not getting any. But no matter. Invel kept on moving forward. He pushed the boulders and lifted more heavy objects with only one thought in mind...

"For...Zeref..." That's all there was. Zeref was someone Invel can never replace. He had done things that earned his loyalty. Invel's presence with him these billions of years were all for naught. Zeref did miracles that Invel was grateful for. He is send him his life. Invel would do anything to prove himself once more...anything.

Back with Zeref...

Night had fallen in Magnolia. The prison was getting ready for some shut eye. Once done, it was lights out. The only light shining in this slumber was the light of the full moon shining from Zeref's steel bar window. He watched the moon shine its brightest. This moon was beautiful. He can still remember how he would enjoy casually sipping a glass of wine while starring at the moon back in Alvarez. He would lean against his balcony and just stare at its glory.