Prologue

"(Yawn)! I'm beat!" a tanned woman with long brown hair said while stretching her limbs trying to dissipate the sleepiness. She was dressed in dark pirate trousers, dark blue high heel shoes a white unbuttoned jacket showing a black bikini and was carrying a bag.

The reason of her weariness was the job she was currently on. Strange readings of unstable ethernano had the local foresters worried. Since the forest was on the outsides of Magnolia and none of the train lines reached there, she had to walk most of the way (also there was the fact the only food she packed was alcohol).

So now she was walking between the lake and the forest sipping from her whisky bottle.

"It'll dark soon, I'll just camp here and continue tomorrow" Cana decided, and then turned her gaze to the lake. As usual she was drunk enough to opt for the bad ideas.

With an alcohol filled smile she said.

"A quick bath won't hurt me" she dropped her bag next to a nearby rock. Then, after a last check on the surroundings (despite having her sight just a little distorted) she dispose of her clothing.

When she was done she wasted no time in nailing in the lake. She splashed and dived with many twists for a few minutes and then just laid on the water surface with a dumb smile on her face, but it fell eventually.

'I bet it would be way more fun with another person' she sighed melancholically. The downside of having alcohol-induced extreme happiness is that it could change any moment for killer depression. And if it is even slightly justified the consequences could be following ideas even worst than swimming naked in a public lake.

Said depression started to get her heart, it was not only the fact that the only experience with couples were men trying to take advantage of her alcoholic preferences, but because the only man that could love her just for being herself was yet another pervert man that was absent most of the time for reasons he didn't mind sharing with her.

'It doesn't matter, if he doesn't want to act like a normal father then I prefer staying… orphan' that thought sadden her more that she anticipated and soon her eyes watered.

Cana didn't like being depressed at all, and it happened more times she would like to admit.

But she had a solution that always worked like charm, although she would never tell anyone she uses it.

So almost with hurry she moved her hands down to her womb. With her left hand she spread her lower mouth walls and then put her right index and medium finger inside it.

The very idea of touching herself aroused her like always, and being drunk only increased the feeling.

"Haa…haa" Cana didn't even bother in stifling her moans of pleasure, just listening to her own voice dripped with lust as she pleasured herself made her even hornier.

She started moving her fingers in circular motions making her nipples to erect suddenly.

At this sight she moved her left hand to her breast and twisted her nipple. The action made her voice emit a loud cry of pleasure and her body to squirm in the water.

In her mind, Cana described this activity as abusing of her own body. She always chanted that on her head "the tanned beauty is abusing of herself" because she discovered the first time that it made her even more sensitive for some reason.

She was now wriggling in the lake "abusing" both of her pussy and her nipple but she didn't stop there. Occasionally she moved her fingers from her vagina to her clitoris and alternated her left hand between her right and left breast, fondling, squirming and pulling them in every possible direction.

Despite she couldn't deny that the pleasure drove her to ecstasy her carnal desires were only one part of the reasons she does that. Every time she touched herself was because she was feeling depressed and it was not always alcohol's fault. But every time she did that she passed from felling the most pathetic woman on earth to felling…

…the most beautiful one.

And that was the reason she kept doing it despite if it embarrassed her or if it labeled her of desperate, because for her it was more than just pleasuring herself.

For her it was the more effective than the best therapist.

Or ten gallons of beer.

"Aaaah! I'm close…I'm close!" she chanted while wriggling more and more intensely in the water.

She pushed as many fingers of her right hand as she could and move her right hand again to her clitoris, trying to induce as much pleasure as possible.

And for that reason Cana forced her eyes to open and look at her womb, cause she knew what came next.

Thrusting her fingers to the bottom of her pussy and twisting her clitoris with all her might she finally exploded.

"Haaaaaaaaa!" a stream of her love juices shot out of her womb, a sight that increased he pleasure tremendously. But she didn't let go her clitoris and pussy till the last of her strengths left her, prolonging the orgasm as much as possible.

"Ahh… it just keeps getting better and better" she closed her eyes tired of the biggest orgasm she had until now.

"As much as I like the idea I can't fall asleep in the middle of the lake" disposed she started swimming to the shore when something caught her attention.

A ball of red light flying in the sky.

It wasn't like anything she had seen before. It looked to close for a comet, although she never heard of any comet that was red.

As she kept analyzing the object she had another revelation.

It wasn't flying; it was falling, right towards her, and fast.

Due to her drunkenness she realized this quite late, and by the time she rushed to land, it had already reached the water creating enormous waves sweeping Cana away.

She ended a few feet away from her stuff and as soon as she regained awareness she moved with inhuman speed to her bag, got her cards and prepared herself for whatever monstrosity the world had made for her.

Imagine her surprise when instead she got the body of a man dragged to the shore by the waves.

After a few seconds she realized what she was seeing and then run to check on him.

"Hey! Are you alright?" she shoved slightly trying to receive any signs of life.

And then she got them, a strong hand squeezing her right breast.

"Eeeep!" she squealed at the (and this is a big understatement) unexpected action.

"W-w-wait! W-what a-re y-you…" she tried to be angry at his boldness but she just came barely five minutes ago so she was still quite sensitive.

He tightened his grip worrying Cana because the shivers started traveling from her breast to her groin.

With her biggest effort she was about to shove his hand away when she heard his voice.

"Don't move" before she could dwell into it she felt an electric shock from his hand that traveled straight to her brain.

"Ouch! What was that for?!" she yelled feeling her excitation leaving her completely as well as her drunkenness.

"Wait, what?" she asked herself and indeed she felt as somber as before she started drinking as well absolutely not aroused "how did you that…?" but before he could answer her sudden somberness made her realize that the hand that grabbed her wasn't made of flesh and bone "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" she yelled scared for his metal limb.

"Forget about that… g-garuda!" he yelled making her even more worried.

"Garuda? What is a…?"

"Grrraaaaaaaaaa!" a tearing screech sounded from the place where the light landed, and not even a second later a nightmare creature emerged from there.

It was a muscular humanoid of some kind. It had two long bird like legs with three fingers on the front and one on the heel all armed with sharp claws and its knees bent backwards. Its arms had a similar fashion; long fingers ending in claws and sharp talons on his elbows. It head was similar to a vulture's or rather a helmet with vulture's shape; long peak on the front and bloody red eyes on the sides the head which seemed to be of pure steel as the rest of its bones.

And how did she know its bones were of steel? Because its red skin was translucent; she could see the bones, blood running through its veins, all his organs and a creepy beating and shiny heart.

But the worst part was its scent. She could smell it even from where she was. The closest thing she could compare it with was the smell of death.

'I'm gonna puke' she felt bile rose in her throat.

"That's… a garuda" her new friend said panting "hide… I'll… deal with him"

The way he breathed and moved worried Cana. So she checked on his condition and didn't like what she saw.

He had three deep gashes going through his chest and abdomen, and they were bleeding badly.

"I don't know who you are but you are not in condition to fight. Rest and let me handle this" she advanced towards the creature.

"You don't… get it, that…"

"Haven't you noticed?" she showed him her mark "I'm a Fairy tail wizard, even if it is a hopeless battle we don't falter!" at this he tried to stop her but she was already preparing her attack.

"Heaven, reverse death, mountain! Summoned lightning!" several beams of green light beams shot of her cards towards the creature.

If the monster had dodged or blocked her attack she would be surprised yet she could understand it.

But what it did instead…

It spread a single radiant red wing from its back. And in that instant its magic pressure increased tremendously.

It was a pressure that Cana only felt once in her life. But the killer point happened when her attack was about to reach him.

Her spell shattered in billons of particles.

The wizard watched awestruck at the power of the monster 'what kind of magic is that?' she asked in her head.

She took a cautious step back.

"Watch out!" her friend's voice sounded behind her just before he pulled her out of the place where she was standing, which was rather fortunate since the monster suddenly stomped on that place creating a huge crater and sending dust clouds everywhere.

The dust blinded can momentarily and when she could see again she noticed that she was in the arms of her "savior".

She took the chance to analyze better his face. He had neck-length black messy hair and had his left eye bandaged but was quite handsome (just quite huh?) also was giving her a concerned look. That and the way moon illuminated him right behind his head…

"Are you ok?" he pulled her out of her thoughts.

'Not now Cana' she recomposed herself "yeah thanks".

"Good" he let her go "now those you used were magic tarot cards?" he asked hopefully.

"Um, yes?" she answered not expecting him to make a smug grin.

"Perfect, pull out the man card, I have an idea" Cana was unsure.

"But a single card? How are we gonna defeat that… thing with that?" he gave her a soft smile making her feel slightly uncomfortable.

"I'll need your thrust" the way he asked for that left the woman with no other choice.

"Ok, what do I have to do?" she pulled out said card. The garuda looked ready to attack again.

"Just raise it high, I'll do the rest" he instructed positioning behind her while she did as instructed.

"Like this?" she lifted the card as high as she could.

"Good, now don't move from there until I give you the signal".

"Just what are you…?"

"Weather grenade: lightning!" his metal hand shot something to the sky, and then it exploded covering the sky with thunderous clouds.

But when she turned her gaze to him, she saw something even more shocking.

A mechanic wing appeared from his back.

And just like with the garuda his magic pressure skyrocketed.

Before Cana could ask him, the creature was already on her ready to take her life.

And before it could sever her head she heard the man saying something that intrigued her even more.

"Garuda-slayer…" the monster claw stopped dead in its tracks as if paralyzed.

"…arcane ghost!" his body transformed into pure electricity and shot towards the card in the blink of an eye.

The light that it emanated blinded Cana and the garuda for moments before it shot towards the clouds.

"Now" she heard a whisper in her head. She didn't think of it more and run of the place where she was standing.

And with good reasons because in that same spot, where the garuda was currently in, a column of light fell from the clouds.

The creature didn't stand three seconds before it turned into ashes.

Cana watched stunned at the show; that was a level of magic had met only twice in her entire life.

The column became more and more slender with time until it disappeared, revealing the man behind it, already folding his wing.

And then falling to the ground.

"Hey!" the woman ran to his side, and to her relief he was still alive

"So... how do you like it?" he asked her obviously hiding his pain.

"I had to admit it was awesome, but don't speak you are wounded" she helped him to sit.

"Nah, im more concerned about the… poison" Cana covered her mouth with her hand "don't worry, I still have time before it… becomes fatal. But still I ran out of… antidote"

"How much time do we have?" she asked concerned

"About… three days at least"

"In my guild there's someone who can deal with poison, if you let us help you"

"No problem ma'am" she helped him to stand "but" she sent him a questioning look "you may want to dress up before we go"

The woman looked down and noticed with all the commotion she never realized she was still nak…

A cloud of dust appeared on the place where she was standing.

She reappeared behind the rock where she left her stuff already dressed with a deep blush and a scowl on her face.

"You could have told me before" she growled "not just staring"

"Hey, is not my fault you have a stunningly beautiful body" he said with perfect straight face, deepening her blush.

She recomposed herself "still you are pervert" she said.

"Says the one who swims in public lake naked" she blushed again but decided to change the subject quickly.

"Well how about you tell me what was that thing and how is that you have the same power?" he made a painful expression.

"It is a long story" Cana sighed.

"Well maybe you can tell me on the way back" she headed where she came from.

"Maybe" he followed her.

While they where walking she couldn't stop herself from staring at his mechanic arm.

"It doesn't matter if you ask, you won't bother me" he said with half smile.

"Then, what happened to you?" she asked with pity.

"But pity is starting getting on me" Cana sent him an apologetic look "lets just say I was quite reckless in the past" he answered with shame.

"Ok then who build that?" she asked curious.

"I did" he answered hiding well his pride.

"Really? That's impressive" she praised him.

"Thanks, you can ask me more if you want belly-san" she giggled at the nickname "oh come on you can't tell me no one calls you that"

"Well no, actually" now he sent her a pity face making her chuckle more "but I don't mind if want to call me that"

"Is not a "want" matter, I MUST do it! I can't let such an appropriate nickname waste like that!" she kept chuckling until she realized something.

"We still haven't introduced ourselves, my name is Cana Alberona, is a pleasure" she offered her hand.

"Zet" he answered

"Z?"

"My name is Zet, just Zet" she shook her hand with her mechanic one. Cana thought she would fell awkward, after all that was the hand that grabbed roughly her breast 'I still have to get him for that' but she was surprised of how… gentle it felt, like if it was a real hand.

They looked to the eyes and locked there for a few seconds, unaware that a hooded figure watched them from the sky.

'Just a bit more… Funichō-sama' it thought before disappeared.