Sacred Ice Dragon's Roar!

Returning

It's the fourth day since they arrived in Fiore. And you know what that means.

Gray's POV~ Right outside the door

We hear footsteps, coming right at us.

"Shit! We gotta go!" I whisper-yell.

Natsu sprints toward the window and leaps out.

"Stupid flame brain..." I mutter and leap out after him. "That was close..."

Gail's POV~ Leaving Levy's dorm

"Huh? Did you hear that? I could've sworn I heard something hitting the ground earlier... Not to mention excessive cursing..." Claire mumbles and scratches her head.

"Let's go back to the dorm. Let's not make this harder than it has to be." Brook says, and rubs her eyes. "It's getting late, and we need to pack. Not to mention covering up our tracks.. We need a good alibi..."

We head back to the dorm and retrieve the magic circle supplies. Brook gathers Dakota's stuff, and attaches his collar. We then set our packed things by the door, and go to the guild.

"Hey, Mira! Can you take care of these two? Just for tomorrow. We have to go visit some friends in the next town over." I gesture toward the cats and smile.

"Sure, no problem! I would love to take care of them."

Back at our dorm room~

Brook retrieves her chalk and we clear a spot in the room to draw the magic circle. She makes sure to leave a tiny space in our side to let us get our stuff.

I've stocked up on knives, some extra pistols, and a bat. Honestly, I've forgotten how scary the apocalypse is... Being here in this world has made it way easier...

Once we get all of our stuff together, Brook picks up Dakota in his puppy form, and draws the last seal in the circle. Purple lights flash all around us, out the windows, through the cracks in the door, all around us. And then it's gone. It's replaced with pure darkness.

Brook POV~

We are awoken by Dakota's yips and squeals, and it takes me a minute to realize that's him barking. Besides his barking, everything is eerily quiet. Gail is rocking back and forth. But this wasn't a playful rocking, like back at the guild. This was sheer terror. Claire is still lying on the floor, sleeping quietly. We're downstairs lying on the carpet of the living room. I notice that the walls have taken up a greenish tint, and the house smells awful. The flatscreen TV perched on the wall is rolling static.

I go to shake Claire awake, and find that she has a deep cut in her arm. I glance down at my side and notice that my knife accidentally pierced her skin. "Fuck. Claire, hold on. I'll go grab a first aid. Gail, help me out here. Stop the bleeding as much as you can. I need to get disinfectant. Who knows if the infection gets into open wounds."

Gail slaps her hands over the wound and applies pressure. I move into the kitchen pantry and look for the first aid kit. Everything is ransacked. Although, I see a small box in the very bottom of the pantry. "Oh thank god..." I pick it up and undo the clasp. I see disinfectant, some gauze and a roll of athletic tape. Dakota sniffs it, and decides that it's safe. "I rush over to Claire and spray on the disinfectant. I spray what a normal person would probably say is too much, but I think in this situation it's necessary.

Gail applies the gauze and finishes by rolling the athletic tape around it. "Okay... I think we're good..."

"And now we wait..."

Claire's eyes pop open and she sits up, startled.

"Calm down. It's just us." Gail says and glances down at Claire's bandages.