95 Chapter 94 - Vacations.

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[Jellal Fernandes. POV]

The cold stone floor of the Magic Council hummed under my boots as I strode through the grandiose halls. Tall, imposing statues of past leaders loomed overhead, their stony gazes stern and indifferent.

In their shadows, I feel an ironic sense of comfort. Their oppressive air suited my purpose, my mission. It reflected my own spirit, my own intentions.

Ultear is at my side, her expression one of contained excitement. The glint in her eye says it all, anticipation, determination, a shared yearning for completing our task.

Finally, after so long, the time was coming.

It was exhilarating, sharing this path with someone who understands.

"Ultear," I said, my voice echoing in the cavernous empty hallway. "The Tower is almost complete, so it's time we start making the preparations."

A slow grin spreads across her face at my words, her red eyes gleaming under the dimly lit chandeliers. "If everything goes according to schedule, we should be ready to activate the tower in less than two months."

The very mention of the tower sends a pleasant chill down my spine. The tower was the symbol of our devotion to Zeref, as well as our weapon against those who were too blind to see the truth.

A monument of Zeref's might.

At this, my aura darkened as the air around me grew heavy with my power, as my magic pulsated, eager to burst forth, smiling, I let out a short laugh, a hollow sound that reverberates off the cold, gray walls. "Good, see to it that nothing slows us down,"

The time to make Adam pay was coming.

He who had denied this world of meeting Zeref once, would pay for his actions at my hands.

I smiled, gritting my teeth.

The mere thought of acquiring my vengeance, of dealing upon him the retribution that was long overdue, filling me with nothing but utter delight.

"I will," Ultear replied with a wicked grin. "Rest assured, Jellal, our victory is simply inevitable."

It was.

After so long.

It was.

Now that all the pieces were in place, it was simply a matter of crushing everyone else.

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[Adam C. POV.]

[1 Month Later.]

The steam from the bubbling pasta sauce I was making had just begun to fog up my windows when a crash echoed through the house as the sturdy wooden door that kept the outside world, well, outside, splintered into a thousand pieces and fell inwards, revealing a motley crew of familiar figures.

Erza.

Lucy.

Happy.

Gray.

And Cana.

Goddamn it! What do they have against doors, my doors specifically!

It had been a little bit over a month, and they had to start with their shit?!

This... poor, poor, sweet door was about to break the longevity record!

"I'm very close to beating you all, save for Cana, with my kitchen utensils, are you guys aware of that?" I asked in a low tone, setting down my wooden spoon as I glared at them. "That being said, feel free to give me a good reason, not to. Though unless that reason includes a door, and someone to install it, I might not take it."

Natsu, with his spiky pink hair, grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Hehe, well, it was a life or death situation!"

Gray, sighed, rubbing his temple, stripping down to his waist in the blink of an eye, despite the cool evening air. "I told them to knock."

"Get dressed, or at the very least, be naked outside my house," I smiled without emotion, my patience wearing thin. "You know what? Forget about that, why are you all here?"

"Don't get grumpy big bro," Cana grinned, her hands on her waist, seemingly unfazed by the wreckage, or my reaction.

Erza, the red-haired knight who would taste the steel of my revenge, was standing there in her full plate armor, a mischievously innocent grin on her face. "We are here for you!"

"Aye!" Happy beamed at that as he hovered a few feet above the air, his small wings flapping rapidly.

"Elaborate, fifty words or less," I replied, crossing my arms over my chest.

"We're here to take you on vacation!" Erza declared, her grin growing wider.

A vacation?

They broke my door over that.

That's it, I'm gonna start experimenting with barriers, next time they will bounce off the door.

I sighed, shaking my head.

"I appreciate the gesture, but no. All the possible vacation I could possibly need is right here," I replied, gesturing to my cozy kitchen, the pot of sauce, and the open cookbook. The comforting hum of the refrigerator, the familiar scent of herbs, and the warmth of the stovetop were all the relaxation I needed.

Especially after years of traveling around, training, and such. So what I needed right now was a healthy dose of home.

Erza's grin didn't falter, instead, she reached into her bag and slowly pulled out something... or rather someone small from it.

I...

It can't be.

It was Master Makarov, the diminutive guild master of Fairy Tail. He had his usual stern expression, his bushy white eyebrows furrowed.

"Master Makarov?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "What are you doing in Erza's bag?!"

Makarov ignored my question, and instead he pointed a tiny finger at me, his expression unchanging. "Refusing to spend time with your family?! I don't think so! You are going!"

I had so many questions right now.

Most of them revolve around the fact that... Erza had packed the master into her bag.

I feel like I should not ask.

But I want to though.

I sighed.

I didn't want to leave my cozy, cozy home, not after finally being here.

That being said, if I said no, an argument would break out, and arguing with Makarov was like arguing with a wall. A very, very stubborn, but very wise wall.

Besides, it wasn't like going on a trip with them was that bad.

I mean, it's been a while since I took some time to enjoy with my little sister.

Well, it's settled then.

"Alright, alright," I grumbled, turning off the stove and setting my wooden spoon down. "You guys are lucky I didn't have much planned."

As the group cheered, I couldn't help but smile at their reactions. Maybe a vacation wouldn't be so bad, after all. Especially if it was one with this crazy crew.

"So, why were you in her bag?" I asked Makarov, finding myself unable not to.

"Why not?" Makarov responded with a shrug.

Why not?

That was his answer.

Hahaha.

Fair enough.

I couldn't help but chuckle at his response. Leave it to Makarov to pull something like this.

"Adam," Lucy approached me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yes?" I asked, turning to her.

She gave me a small smile. "Thank you for talking with Loke, he needed that, he might not say it, but I will."

I guess that means everything went according to canon for the little Lion. Good, he didn't deserve to die for a shit like his previous master.

I returned her smile. "It wasn't much, in fact, I'm pretty sure he didn't like what I had to say, but nevertheless, you're welcome."

"Yeah, he didn't seem happy with your opinion on the matter," Lucy acknowledged with a chuckle. "Still, you helped him, and for that, I am forever grateful."

I felt a sense of warmth spread through me at her words. She truly was a nice girl, wasn't she? She might not be strong, but she's the partner the celestial spirits deserve, because she's someone who cares.

"Very well, let me get my wallet and we can leave," I said, grabbing my wallet from the counter.

"Just your wallet?" Lucy asked with a raised eyebrow. "Shouldn't you pack for the trip?"

Pack for the trip? Ha! Amateur, and poor.

Peak travel performance is taking nothing with you, but your money, that way shit doesn't get in your way.

Need clothes? Buy some! I mean, that's a part of going on vacation, spending some of your money, ideally money that is in no way close to driving you broke.

"Whatever I need, I will buy," I replied, holding my wallet high before putting it in my pocket. "Besides, I don't need much, I'm a very lightweight traveler."

"Like me!" Erza nodded with a beaming smile.

No Erza, you're not, in fact, your backpack is legally considered a real estate property in some towns.

I'm pretty sure that in the capital there are apartments smaller than her backpack.

"You're not," Lucy and I said in unison, causing Erza to huff indignantly.

"This is me traveling light! After all, I need to be prepared for any situation!" Erza protested, crossing her arms.

"Sure, like the time you brought a portable two story kitchen to our camping trip," I retorted with a grin.

Erza rolled her eyes. "You guys just don't appreciate my foresight."

Lucy giggled, "A two story kitchen, how is that possible?"

"I'm not sure," I muttered thoughtfully, which was honestly very concerning seeing my powers revolved around space manipulation, and still, I couldn't figure out how that worked.

"Don't question it," Makarov interrupted my train of thought. "Just leave at. Erza has her ways."

Erza nodded proudly, seemingly happy that someone acknowledged her unique talent.

"Hey Adam, now that you're coming, let's fight!" Natsu exclaimed, flames igniting around him.

"If anything in this house burns, I will shove my foot so far up your ass your flames will taste like my boot," I said, giving Natsu a warning glance that left no room for argument.

Natsu chuckled nervously, quickly extinguishing his flames. "Ok."

"Good," I said, turning to face the rest of the group. "So, where are we headed?"