Fairy Tail Origins Episode 1: The Eternal Journey

Orion tensed once more, but he relaxed after a few moments. He looked over at Eden. "Are you comfortable with that, Eden? If you aren't, then I'm not going anywhere."

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Again, Rhys simply nodded. "As I thought. You seem like a decent young man. But before you speak with Zalia again, there's something you should know: We at Silver Chimera do not see each other as coworkers, or even mere friends. We are family, in every sense of the word. Indeed, even blood in some cases. We do not stay in this Guild of ours because we need the work. We stay because it is our haven. Our sanctuary. Our home. And for some of us, it is the only home we have ever known. It is because of this that we are so strong. Because we stand united, no matter how harsh the storm. Tell me Gareth, is this something that calls out to you? Can you adapt to such an environment? We do not need a loner who rushes into danger at the first hint of treasure, without even consulting his teammates. However... We always welcome a new addition to the family."

"If it's what you wish." Grigori nodded before looking back over to Zalia.

Zalia nodded. "That's fine. I already know about Eden's past, and Siren Scale. I won't interrupt. I'll just be here to make sure everything stays civil. Orion? Would you give us the room? We won't be long."

Orion gave a subtle nod and rose to his feet. With one last glance towards Eden, he quit the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

She still doesn't trust me... Even after everything, she still doesn't trust me... I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. So why does it still hurt so much?

He had a vague awareness that someone was asking him something- Cenric?- but he didn't respond. Instead, he walked up the stairs to his room, and closed the door behind him. He sat on the edge of his bed and placed his head in his hands, trying his best to cope with his tumultuous emotions.

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Rhys inclined his head to the young man, and smiled knowingly. "That's good enough for me. I apologize for the speech. My poet's soul tends to get away from me at times. But that's enough jibber jabber for now. Captain Senna's tent is right over here."

Hecate stood there, still crouching. How could she stop the blade... Hm. She didn't have anything to defend herself with so. She stood her ground and glared. Oh well, time to get rough.

Hecate didn't seem to acknowledge Leone's warning, but she did get off her. "Well, I guess that's enough training for the day then, my love. You've learned a valuable lesson in how you can use your body as a weapon. I hope you'll commit it to memory." She winked playfully.

Playing this little game would be fun at the expense of the guild.

"I tried to leave." Grigori looked back up again at Eden. "I was stupid and made my way back to my old village. Everything was gone and had been that way for at least several years. Trees and vines were growing over the ashes of my family's home, and everything of value was already taken except for a metal safe. It was easy to open, and inside were my father's notes and an envelope that was supposed to be given to me on my 10th birthday. The envelope contained a pre-written letter of admission to Pergrande's top magic academy. I told him before that I wanted to learn magic, but he taught me astronomy instead. He didn't know magic, but he did his best. He wanted me to pursue my dreams that he couldn't help me fulfill."

Grigori's breath staggered heavily as he shook.

"It turns out my mother knew magic. She was an alumna of the magic academy." He explained as he scratched his forehead with his arm for a moment. "She didn't teach me any so I could develop a better relationship with my father, and so that he could help me learn magic in the long run. Before they were killed and I was taken, they finished something together. Those notes weren't my father's research, but magic for me to learn. I stayed there for a week learning all I could from it. Everything my dad had taught prepared me for learning the magic that he and my mother created. I took too long though. They found me, brought me back, and you know what they did."

"Well, we're here now." Grigori calmly looked at her. "Do you want to see my face?"

"It's not what they did to my face." Grigori shook his head about as he leaned in. "Shortly before they found me, I tried to burn the mark off of my face to disguise myself. It did... It didn't work out. That caused most of the damage, but they did the rest."

"Eden..." Grigori whispered with a look between disappointment and pity as he curled up in his chair slightly.