Magi x Fairy Tail crossover: prequel

Chapter 49

'The Torran village chief...' As Sharrkan was about say more, Sora interrupted them.

"If we go now, we'll be too late."

"Huh?"

"I'll...crush them." Masrur said what Sora was thinking.

"And I'll burn them!"

"Huh? Crush them?! Burn them?! What are you saying...?" Before Sharrkan could stop them, they jumped down the ledge, running towards the slave traders. 

  Before they could react, Masrur and Sora kicked two men. On the defense, they started unsheathe their daggers. 

"What is this kid?!"

"Be careful!"

"I won't forgive slave traders/people like you." Masrur and Sora said at the same time. Charging at the men, Masrur used his strength while Sora used her fire.

As Sharrkan looked up the scene, he didn't know what to do. "Masrur...Sora..." 'It's no good... Their completely...out of control!' 

As the fight continued, the Slave Trader had his eyes on Sora and Masrur. 'That red hair...'

Meanwhile~~~~~~

After Sin stated what he wanted to do, the chief questioned him. "You said...that you want to change the world?"

"...Yes. Discrimination, persecution, war...I want to change the world that created such atrocities. To do so, I need your help. For the sake of your village-"

"Ridiculous." He shook his head. "You're only saying that to deceive us."

"I'm telling the truth."

"Stop! We've already decide never to trust an outsider again!" The Torrans stood beside their chief, faces darkening at what he said next. "We've been persecuted, lied to, and had everything taken from us. We have been forced to lead a hard life of oppression rather than a peaceful existence...but what could you understand?!" Unfortunately, the Torrans were too stubborn to listen. "Enough. We'll remove you by force!" As such, they pointed their spears towards Sin and Ja'far.

'Sin...' Ja'far looked towards Sin seeing that he was silent.

"...I do understand. No freedom, no dignity... I can never forget the days I spent living that nightmare." He grasped the clothing on his chest, tightly. "I am a former slave." This shocked and confused the Torrans. "And it's not just me. That Fanalis boy, Masrur, was a slave too. So, I cannot forgive...the inequalities of the world that led to...this whole system of slavery."

  Back with Sora and Masrur, they continued to fight until they couldn't no more, crushing more of the men with glares that could kill them in seconds.

"...Come on." Sora started

"I'll crush...all of you!" Masrur finished

Clapping, the Slave Trader got their attention. "Well, well. What a surprise. I thought all of the Fanalis had been hunted down, but there are still some left...though, I don't remember them playing with fire..."

"I'll show you what it means to 'play with fire'!"

Ignoring what she said, he continued his speech. "Are you two alone? Where's your family? You'd certainly fetch a good amount as a slave..." Beckoning them, he smirked. "Come quietly and together we can sell you for a high price." He only ensued their anger, glares becoming darker.

"I'm not a slave anymore...I'll never be call that again..." 

"And I would I wanna become a slave? That includes your disgusting face and hands!" As she said this, Masrur fell to the ground. "Mas!" She looked towards the man. "What did ya do to him!"

"The drug finally took effect, huh?" He was grinning, but it faltered when his eyes fell upon her. "As much as you've been cut, it should have taken effect by now." 

"Who cares?! Ya might wanna explain before I burn your those hands of yours!"

  Sighing, he put a hand on his hip. The men did the talking for him.

"The poison made in Heliohapt." One started, pointing towards his sword, all the while smiling smugly. 

"We coated the tips of our swords with it. I'm glad it came in handy. Now all we have to do is cut you more and you'll be nice and unmovable." His friend finished for me, smiling smugly, and pointing towards her.

"Fortunately for me, it has no effect on me." She grinned. "So, ya guys use poison to do the fighting for ya. That sounds pretty pathetic, to me! Now, fight like real men!" She was in the defense, now. She put both of her fists in front of herself, ready for what came to her.

"That poison should've been strong enough to take effect immediately... You monster!" They were in a panic, now. Though Masrur couldn't move, he was bursting with anger at what they called Sora. However, the Slave Trader thought differently.

"Wait! Just get the boy and leave the girl behind, for now!"

For Sora, she noticed Sharrkan coming towards them. Standing beside her, he spread his arms out, standing in front of Masrur. " 'Bout time ya showed up!" Before she could get a word in, he pushed her behind him. "Huh? Wha-"

"I won't...let you take them." The men simply laughed at him. 

One said, "I dunno where you came from, but...now..." Starting to charge at him, his buddies were right behind him. "You're in the way, brat!" Just as he was strike Sharrkan, Sharrkan unsheathed his dagger, breaking the sword in half. "My sword...! What the?!-" This surprised everyone, including Sora.

"This sword was entrusted to me by my father. It's special...your swords are no match for it!" Sharrkan held the handle with both hands, bending forward, ready for attacks to come.

"This brat...!" He angered the three stooges.

As Sharrkan fought, he formed a plan. 'These swords are coated with poison. If I can avoid the tips of their swords, I'll be fine. I can read their attacks. This is not a problem. After all, even I was trained in royal swordplay.' He started thinking back to his training as a child. 'The one thing I was allowed to do, despite my lack of freedom...royal swordplay.'

"This brat...isn't a Fanalis...so why...?!" 

  He continued to hold them back. However, just as he was about to get cut, Sora ran in front of him and held the blade, blood forming, surprising both parties.

Eyes widening, Sharrkan didn't understand. "Sora...why...?"

Kicking the sword out of the man's clutches, she looked towards Sharrkan, grinning. "How 'bout we do this together?"

"B-but your h-hand-"

"I'll be fine!"

Nodding, he continued to cut their swords in half while Sora used her fire and strength. 'Heliohapt's swordplay style is known as the Crawling Sword. It's a form of swordplay that makes use of your opponent's openings.' As he thought back, he glanced at Masrur. 'I'll protect him...with my...swordsmanship!'