I don't own Fairy Tail
A figure stood, overlooking the land. He smiled to himself. This will all be mine. Soon.
"Are you out here thinking up evil ways you could rule the world again?" He whirled around, and saw his temporary 'partner' walking up toward him. He wore a black robe with a white cloth draped over it. His hair was pitch black. Looking into his eyes, he could see that they were also charcoal black. He sighed, in relief and annoyance at the same time. In relief because the black wizard was seriously creepy when his eyes were red, and in annoyance because Zeref was a crybaby when his curse wasn't affecting him.
"What do you want, Zeref?"
"I just wanted to let you know the plan is working. We should be able to obtain them in three days."
"Just curious, what's in this for you? Why are you helping me take over the world? Do you get anything out of it? Or do you just want me to rule, which also isn't beneficial to you at all?"
"I'm taking a bit of the prize. There's ten total. You can keep nine, I only want what's mine."
"So, you just want the one that's most valuable and powerful, and i get to keep the weaklings. How is that fair?"
"They aren't weak. And besides, their power will also be greatly enhanced by the spell, so they'll all be at around the same level."
"Fine. Three days you said? I can't wait." An evil grin spread across the man's face. With them at my bidding, I, the Dragon King Acnologia, will rule the world. And then I'll dispose of Zeref, and take all of the Slayers for my own.
Short little prologue. Reviews are appreciated!