Kiju - Hayasa

Kiju was born a Kijuunku Soma Hayasa, the last son of a loving couple who ran a farm, a small shop, as well as the islands only lighthouse. He had two sisters, and they bullied him, and taught him humility and how to be humble. He was an introvert because of their interactions with him and others their age, he felt that people were only a nuisance, and would cause him pain and suffering. He had a decent education growing up, he went to elementary school and remained an anti-social bookworm, his grades were excellent during that time. His sisters were only a few years older than him, twins they were. All their friends though he looked silly with his multi-colored hair so he always tried to keep it short, at most it grew just barely past his ears.

In middle school he grew a sort of personality that favored humble, but punkish. He would bully those he felt were jerks to others, a sort of venting towards the frustration towards his sisters and their ritual abuse of him, dressing him up, and putting makeup on him in their free time. He was taught well by his father to just take it, he could never hit a woman, thats not a man’s job. He was taught the art of running a farm, as well as the lighthouse. It was his sisters job to run the shop with their mother.

It was the year before he was supposed to go through high school when the storm hit the island hard. It was a storm he would never remember, and that would be for the best, because if he did remember it, he wouldn't want too.

The clouds rolled in the night before, the pouring rain ruined everything, it smelt of sulfur and whatever it touched would slowly dissolve under its unrelenting pitter patter. To the island this was a horrid omen, the rain water ruined the crops, ruined the buildings, and it wasn’t long till it ruined lives. A few hours after the rain started, it quickly evolved to have Hail as well. The ice chunks ranged somewhere from a small chunk to the size of small animals. The unnatural raindrops didn't freeze like the natural ones did. So as the city slowly dissolved, the houses and people were pelted with ice that fell from the sky. Soon the thunder and lightning started. Crackling bolts raced across the sky, however they kept the lighthouse light going in the midst of this great storm that seemed without end.

Thats when the worst happened. In the midst of the storm, between the flashes of light caused by lightning over the ocean, Kiju could see something in the fog that started to roll in perfectly from the top of the lighthouse. The call soon came from all around town, the bells were rung, and the people panicked. “SEAMONSTER” they screamed through the chaos. The beast was a dark black, with flecks of green. It walked on two legs, and had a fearsome body build. It resembled a massive lizard, or a dinosaur, maybe even a Dragon from the legends. It rose from the depths, and its height almost never ended. The beast simply walked on the beach, and with a mighty “SCRAW” like cry it walked through the cliffs, and into the city, and right through its one major feature.

The lighthouse stood no chance against the beast born from the sea. It was torn to pieces by the beasts sheer size and its existence was extinguished by the monster without a second thought. Kiju had run halfway down the lighthouse before the building fell apart all around him as the beast simply walked through his home. The stairs crumbled under him and became dust, the walls around him became bricks and rubble, the glass above him shattered, and it all happened in an instant. As he fell, to what he assumed was his doom he saw above him a massive shape in the sky, along with puffs of flame from the shapes side. It was like a warship, but in the sky. This had to be a dream. As if to answer his prayers of a dream there was a crunch noise, and all went black. He would wake up soon then, you can't die in your dreams…..

“Oi Girly, wake up” said a rough voice, before a slap resounded through the air. She sat up in a heartbeat, before groaning over in pain and rolling over onto her side and clutching her lower abdomen. She opened a single eye when the pain died down a little bit and saw a large man, his right arm was missing the stump that remained was covered in banadages and stitches. The blood from the massive wound still fresh.

“Mornin Girly, can you tell me who you are?” The man asked as he moved closer, his face and build finnally coming into focus. He was a crimson haired man, with handsome green eyes. His face was handsome, and the only reason it looked rugged was the crimson and white stubble that remained on his face. He seemed happy to see her, which was odd taking it she didn't know who he was. She looked down, realising she was in a dress, it was pink and frilly. Prolly why he thought she was a girl, it was a good call. She picked up a mirror and looked into it, not recognizing who was in the reflective surface. Not good, she didn't know who she was, let alone where she was. She looked like shit though, kinda like the dress. Her makeup was smeared, the dress was torn up, and her hair was short, not that there was anything particularly wrong with that.

She panicked when she looked around and recognized nothing. The man chuckled to himself as he watched her, she glared at him, ripped off her remaining shoe and chucked it at his head, how dare he laugh at you. However this got only the opposite reaction as he was hit by the tiny projectile, it made him laugh even harder, so much so he fell off his chair and onto his butt. His laugh was joyous, and filled with happiness. Seeing him like that made her smile, and smile she did, even breaking out into a giggle watching him laugh so hard it obviously hurt.

It took him awhile but the man eventually recovered, “Its good you have the strength to get angry, I was worried you wouldn't ever wake up again. You’ve been asleep for about a week anyway dear.” he said standing up and presenting her with his remaining hand. “Names, Kristoph Inferna, Pirate King of Fairy Tail, and captain of the Fortuna Glory. Which you just so happen to be on.” He hefted up a plate of half eaten food. “And this little one, is the rest of your lunch, which you were eating before I so rudely woke you up” He grinned at that. She glared at him again. “By the way, you never answered my question, whats your name?” He leaned forward dropping the plate infront of her. She shrugged in his direction. “Right then, guess I should give you this” He stated pulling out a small piece of paper, it had a bunch of easy equations on it already solved. It was signed “Kijuukun Hayasa” up at the top. “That was what we found you holding in the wreckage. Strange thing to grasp while dying if you ask me.” He commented.

“Kiju” She mouthed out loud. “Aye, if you need a name might as well go with that” he replied, “Anyway I need some fresh air, don’t move around too much or you could open that wound again, wouldnt want that, it almost killed you the last time you did that.” He stated patting her on the head as he stood up and turned away from her and towards the door. She grabbed his hand before it pulled away however and in her meek small voice asked if he could stay. The man laughed, “Alright fine, I’ll open a window that will solve the air problem right quick anyway, I’ma need my hand ‘owever.” She let go of his hand and he quickly slid a window open.

Kiju suddenly felt very ill as the wind rushed into the room, that was when she realized how bad the room actually smelt due to decay. The fresh air rushed her senses too quickly and for a moment she needed to recover. “So, how old do ye think ye are?” The man asked her as he sat down in front of her again, and again she shrugged. “Id place ya at fourteen, if not because you're so blasted small.” He was right, compared to him she was tiny. Stood at his waist at most. She curled up again, and nibbled on the bread he had given her. She was content just to be alive and recovering, and not alone. She didn't want to be alone.

“Alright well im bored, so im going to tell you stories till I pass the shite out.” He sighed and then grinned. “Lets start with the fun one, what we’re hunting.”

and thats when she got the history lesson from the man she would adopt as her father. Of the creature that made the storms, that they used to track it down when it went on shore. It apparently had done this to a village in which Kristoph once lived, and he swore to kill it for the damage it did.

it took her a few days but eventually she did recover enough to walk. So they both decided that she was to be shown the ship she would call her home for the rest of her life. He took her outside and she panicked when she realized she was hundreds maybe even thousands of feet off the ground. Kristoph and the entire crew laughed as she hugged him tightly like a scared little girl. “Its okay lil’ne thats the ship, isn’t she marvelous?” He asked pointing at the sides which held not only giant crystals which glowed with faint magic, but also rotating fans that spun so fast they seemed to be solid. The main mast had the same thing just at the top of it, and the sails were open. The entire effect was magnificent. The ship itself actually stayed airborne and flew through the sky propelled on its own power, and the power of the wind.

He explained in detail how it worked, Two large lacrima connected via advanced “lacrimwire” to a larger Lacrima in the center of the ship which contained the mana required to keep them airborne. The Power source Lacrima gained power from the sails which were woven with Lacrima to absorb the magic in the suns rays, and the magic in the air, as well as the power of the wind and pump it all into the ship. Darn system was hilariously expensive, but a damn right well built piece of technological wonder. He used to dream of a flying ship, and now he was living his dream.

Over the months Kristoph and his crew of Merry Pirates taught Kiju many things, how to fly the ship, how to repair the machinery required to run the ship incase it broke down, or needed maintenance. How to defend yourself with sword, and gun, but most importantly they taught her something she needed to learn sense she was a child. How a good family is all you need to live life.

The large group had fun, traveling from place to place. They werent really Pirates in the traditional sense, just wanderers who did random missions for needy townsfolk from time to time. In time Kiju grew up from the scared little girl she woke up as, to a fine specimen of a Pirate. Definitely the daughter of the captain, even if she was a little short.

It was the year Kirstoph gave her a silver Key he had earned from a Quest in the town that he told her she could use magic if she believed. Kristoph was a take over mage, he took on the beasts of hell itself during combat. Rightfully intimidating and it was a major pain if he had to fight in wooded, or populated areas, as everything tended to catch on fire. He promised her that one day even though she couldn't do magic as well as him, or the other casters in the crew, that she would be as strong as them, if not stronger. That same year another storm popped up on the Horizon. The beast had been spotted again, now was their chance to eliminate it.

They caught up with the monster, it was on a large island this time and Kristoph was certain they could end this thing this time. He fired the harpoons off the side off the ship and they rammed into the beast. It seemingly didn't even notice them, until Kristoph flipped a switch causing the fans to stop spinning causing the ship to stop moving forward. However lightning shot from the ship down the metal chains and into the harpoon causing the beast to roar in pain. The mages dove off the side of the ship catching the wires with wooden hooks and riding them towards the monster. When they got close enough they let go of the hooks and casted their offensive spells at the beast. Fire, lightning, ice, and earth rained everywhere as the pirates battled the monster until it became irritated with the small insects. The harpoons were disengaged as the Ship moved around the beast as it swatted at the men on the ground with its forefeet and tried to stomp them with its feet.

Kristoph turned part of his arm into a form of a lava demon and hurled a fireball into its large violet eyeball, causing the monster to roar in outrage. Kiju noticed it first, the creature was pretty much impossible to harm from this side of it, they had to kill it from the inside. Where it was squishy, and weak. Her and a few other holder types started constructing a makeshift bomb while Kristoph used the ship to avoid the monsters attacks. The two attacks from both sides frustrated the near invincible creature until it just exploded. Litterally. The creature roared and energy crackled around it from all sides before a lightning bolt struck its forehead causing a single hard scale to glow a pulsing blue. Then scales along its back started to glow all the way down its body and along its tail. It looked at the ship and opened its mouth letting loose a roar of anger as suddenly the creature seemingly vented energy from its entire body at the same time.

The energy ripped the mast in half and caved in the closest side of the ship towards it, the ship sputtered before Kristoph lost control as it plummeted out of the sky. “In retrospect, Airship prolly wasnt the smartest idea for monster hunting. Still don't regret it” The Pirate King said before his entire body turned ashen black and cracked with heat, he stepped a single foot on the balcony of the ship and saluted Kiju before he jumped off the falling vessel towards the monsters mouth. “Take care of the boys for me dear” Were the words she heard him yell to her before plunging himself overboard. She watched him fall into the creatures maw, devoured whole by a beast that could possibly eat a thousand men at once. It looked at the falling ship and opened its mouth again, this time the burst of energy came from its maw in a burning funnel of death and energy. Holding the Key her father had given her, a last memento from him, she screamed back at the creature. The beam closed in and hit the ship causing it to snap in half, she fell from the deck into the falling wreckage. This situation seemed familiar beyond reason, she couldn't recall ever falling like this, however it felt familiar.

The words touched her lips before she knew what she was saying.
“Awaken, Clockwerk Wolf.”
The key flashed in her hand and she felt a draining force as a being materialized in the air. It was a machine in the figure of a man. It had a single piercing vertical slit for an eye that glowed with a blue flame. The being looked around, and saw her. The flame turned red and it reached its hand out to her. She took it and it pulled her close, into its embrace. She thought it would be cold, but the being had a coat made of a beasts hair, she only assumed the golden fur was the wolf part of the equation. The falling stopped with a solid thunk. However there was no pain.

“You called my lady?” The machine’s voice cracked from around its existence, as it stepped away from her. “I hope my arrival wasn't too heroic” It threw the cloak back over its shoulder like it was a cap and with a wave and click of its body a small rectangle appeared in its hand, which clicked with a tap of its robot thumb. A beam of light shot out of it forming a blade at least four feet long. The creature stood up too its height, it was at least twice as tall as she was, as it admired the beast in front of it.

“I wish I was made of flesh right now” It hummed for a moment. “However this handicap may still be enough to get the job don-” Before it could finish the beast stopped rampaging. Suddenly and without warning Liquid lava started to pump out of its orifices. It started squirming in pain and roaring loudly as the heat of the liquid melted its way down the beasts body. “Well that happened” The robot clicked while putting its weapon away, as they watched the beast slowly burn to death. “Curses, I was hoping for a challange.” It chuckled before it looked back at her, its eye glowing a dim Yellow. “Excuse me my lady, I hope you will forgive my rudeness. You may call me Fr-Fr-Fffff-” A spark shot out of its neck, and its entire body twitched awkwardly for a moment before it recovered. “Wolf, you may call me Wolf” with that it bent its arm and bowed.

“You may call me Kiju, mister wolf, but what are you?” Kiju asked the figure in front of her she felt a bond too. “Oh thats simple, I'm a celestial spirit, I was called by that silver key of yours. There are many like it, but this one is yours.” It seemed happy to answer the question.
“Celestial Spirit?”
“A spiritual being conjured into existence by your magic, and your call. We come from the spiritual realm. Oddly enough because my essence is bound to that silver key, and maybe even a few others out there, I CAN'T actually take my original form. Hence this rather...unique..one” The machine spirit wiggled its fingers a bit. “Feels awkward still, but then again you never get used to piloting a robot body, due to its unnatural components though its about as tough as the real thing.” The machine nodded seemingly in approval of its steel.
“R-right” Kiju raised an eyebrow and looked around. The ship was a mess, that half of the island was on fire, and the majority of the crew was probably dead. “Great plan dad.” Kiju cursed.
“If your ladyship is referring to the state of the vehicle that tried to crush us, I could repair it given enough time.” Its flame flicked back to blue for a moment as it looked around, then swapped back to yellow. “It also seems about 40 of the other fleshies survived.” With that it patted her on the head. “See nothing to worry about” It hummed, as if that was an amused chuckle.

It wasn’t long it took Kiju, Wolf, and the crew about two months to move and repair the ship enough to sail it on water. They then sailed to the nearest town and repaired the rest of the ship. However without a Captain, and a goal the crew fell into a measly life of laziness. Finally sick of their shit Kiju kicked them back into gear and took the reigns of the mantle of captain. No one disputed her right, and her claim. Their first stop Magnolia town, she needed to become a member of Fairy Tail, and rightfully claim her father's title.

It didn't take the crew long to cause trouble. Stirring up a few bar fights, as well as a fight at the guildhall while Kiju became an honorary member. She took a few quests to deal with while her men restocked and resupplied the ship. However when she got back to port the ship was gone.
“Whoever mutined while I wasn't on the ship, you are so dead when I find you.” She muttered. “YOU HEAR ME!? DEAD!!” She screamed at the ocean.

“.....Shit….” She cursed as she tapped her foot on the docks and wondered what to do now.

It was amusing the all of it. She drank another bottle of Vodka that he had handed too her earlier, she was pretty sure they grabbed all of it from the liquor store, all of it. Pretty sure, but then again her memory was getting fuddled in the mess of the Alcohol. Why couldn’t she talk again? Fuck it, she couldn’t remember why, the fuck was stopping her? She finished the bottle of vodka and looked up at Nazomi with a large grin plastered on her face, mostly because this was the second best day of her entire life, and the fact she had a pirate hat on. He seemed to be enjoying himself as well, with his silly and totally fitting shark fin on his head.



He mentioned cops.

Then he mentioned Priests.

Then he mentioned fucking with said cops or priests.



Oh this was as good as the time she took Atrum to that Wrestling match. Oh god this day was fantastic. And it was only just beginning. She grinned at the mass of people in the confusion and chaos that had happened, she tied a bandana around her face from her swag pile and grabbed an Indian plastic bow for children, and a bunch of suction cup lined arrows and chuckled to herself as she grabbed another bottle of vodka, and a bottle of Whiskey. The crowds were thinning out in response to the “Ghost”, and “Demon” running around the Chuckie Cheese. She ate three slices of Pizza in rapid succession and took a shot of Vodka to wash it down, then giggled again.



She walked behind the desk of the “Prizes” area which had been rapidly abandoned in the ensuing hurricane of actions. She looked around and found about 300 miles of string, yeah it was an over estimate but she didn’t care; she had to prepare for the cops, and or the priests. She looked for funnier “Prizes” but naturally in the dawn of the 20’Th century prizes stopped being fun. So she shrugged and prepared for the best event sense that one time Atrum accepted the challenge from a Wrestler to get in the ring.



She poured the Whiskey in a plastic cup, and placed the roll of rope in the plastic cup as well, and then she waited. As she waited she drank from the bottle of Vodka in her coat pocket, eventually she would invest in a hip flask, she really needed a hipflask. Didn’t matter, She pulled the rope out of the whiskey, and proceeded to tie it to the arrows then shoot them at the ceiling. It took her a little bit, but she got the five arrows on the ceiling in the exact way she wanted too. It was perfect in her mind for whatever would happen next. That’s when she heard the cop cars pull up.



She was surprised she was drunk enough to miss the sirens on their way there. From the amount of doors there were a bit of them. They were probably here for her, which amused her greatly. Luckily the walls were thin and she could hear them at the front door of the building.



“Father, I don’t care if there were reports of a demon I want you behind me, they mentioned a little girl in all this and the last thing I need is someone making crazy assumptions and one of my men freaking out”



Oh Nazomi would be pleased, there were COPS AND PRIESTS. Whatever the man had planned could only get better, if he planned, she hoped he planned before he disappeared. She looked around in her booth for the nearest hiding spot, which was the ball pit, it was a ways away and she was 100% sure she wouldn’t make it in time without looking 100% suspicious. So she decided to wait it out and when shit got serious to make the run for it with her distraction, which would probably get massively out of hand because she just remembered liquid drips.



Oh well.


Five cops entered the building, surrounded a priest. They weren’t surprised at all to see what appeared to be a nine year old kid surrounded by stuff and a bandana over her face with a pirate hat on. Its amusing what surprises people and what doesn’t.


One of the cops approached Koori and smelt the alchohol first, “Sir she’s been drinking.” He said to his sergant, obviously the guy that was in charge of this situation. The elderly man sighed; he’d prolly never met a semi-drunk off her ass 9 year old before. She hiccupped under the bandana, and jumped onto the table holding the plastic cutlass above her head in her other hand was a strand of the rope she attached to the ceiling.


“PREPARE YOUR’SELVES FOOLS, FOR YOU HAVE JUST WALKED THE PLANK. YOU ARE NOW IN AN OCEAN OF FLAMES.” With that a slight spark of Reishi was all she needed to set off the rope. Blue flames crackled to life from her hand holding the rope and shot straight up its flameable self straight to the ceiling, burning to life the five point pentagram she had made out of the rope and darts.


“BEHOLD THE POWER OF THE GREAT STAR CHILD OF GHOST MEXICO!” With that and a mad cackle she threw the rest of the whiskey at the first officers feat and lit it as well with her Reishi manipulation. Then took off running for the ball pit and dove in head first.


It was painful, because ball pit. But it was totally worth it looking back on that moment she dove in.


This day just got better and better with age. Like fine wine.