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A mysterious figure walked into the Fairy Tail guild and walked right into the master's office. She didn't say a word to anyone, for there was no need, no one there would know who or what she was. She needed to see Makarov right away the dream last night made her worry. She could see the horrific deaths of the guild members when she closed her eyes and heard the blood curdling screams when she didn't force the thoughts away. While no one in Fairy Tail knew who she was, she knew and cared for all of them greatly, especially Nastu Dragneel, for him she had to up hold a promise that was made centuries ago.
Gildarts Clive sat in his new office, unaware of the woman that was so close by. He jumped up as an unfamiliar figure walked into his office.
"Makarov, we need to talk," she simply stated as she walked into the office. As she looked up she noticed someone else was sitting in the Masters office. She stared at him confused, while it had been close to 50 years since she had been in Fairy Tail she figured she would have heard about Makarov giving up his position or him dying.
"Sorry, but Makarov isn't the Master anymore, but I am Gildarts the new Master," he answered still slightly confused on how she thought she could order around one of the ten wizard saints. "And you are?"
"If you are the master than you know exactly who I am, and more importantly what I am" she directly stated, "you should have been told when you got the position."
"Oh" he said confused, "well I am still new at this, wanna give me a refresher on who exactly you are?" he said now slightly worried.
"Miss Sonja, is the name I go by now," she said hoping that she would not have to explain herself and that he would know from her name.
"Ah," Gildarts said, "I have heard a little about you, I honestly didn't think you were still alive."
She used her magic to put sound barriers up, no need to cause a panic early. She laughed bitterly at that last part, her dead? Only in her wildest dreams.
"No I am not dead, I can only die if I will it," she admitted. "I have come to talk to you about something important, something incredibly serious and everyone's lives are at stake."
Gildarts was a little taken back by her last sentence, "What's going on?" he said deadly serious. If Cana, his daughter, was put in danger and he would listen to what this woman had to say and protect her no matter what.
"I have had a dream on a war to come to Fairy Tail, the demons in my dream are nasty while not everyone in this guild dies a large portion does and the rest lose their fighting spirit which makes the world vulnerable for the dark guilds to take reign," she started to explain.
Gildarts laughed at her last comment, he knew everyone in Fairy Tail well enough to know they would never lose heart and they would all die before they let the darkness consume the world.
Miss Sonja could not believe what he did, she told him enough that he should listen and take her seriously but he laughed, if she didn't have a backup plan and was relying on him she would have killed him for taking her so lightly. "What is so funny?" she stated without trying to hide her anger.
"Look, lady I don't know who you are or if you are Miss Sonja as you claim to be but Fairy Tail will never lose their fighting spirit, it is what makes us the strongest guild in Foire," he countered.
She understood what he was saying, he didn't know her or what she has done, secretly, for this guild, only Makarov did because she had previously met him and he did go on some missions with her. She sighed, "Look I know this is hard to believe but its true, in four months time demons will attack this guild and I need to prepare everyone here to fight demons."
"I can't trust you, trust is earned not given. For all I know you maybe one of these demons that you are trying to warn me about," he countered.
She smirked he had no idea how close to the truth he was, she was a raven haired woman that looked about the age of twenty. Her black hair went down to her mid-back. She had pale skin, the color of porcelain, and deep blue eyes; she had an hour glass figure that most girls would kill for. While she was slim she was well built, you could tell she had a lot of raw power. But she hated her appearance; she knew she was only appealing because it made her deadly. People trusted her because she seemed like she would not harm a soul, but she often killed them before they had a chance to figure out just how deadly she could be. The biggest thing that gave her away as something other than human was the sharp canines that grew in her mouth, they elongated when she fed. She learn a long time ago how to smile and talk without showing them.
"I refuse to explain myself to you, but I respect the fact that you don't throw out your trust and that you make people earn it." She removed her cloak just enough so that her black Fairy Tail make was showing on her upper forearm, "would you mind removing this?" she asked.
He looked at her slightly confused, "yes, but why?"
"Don't worry I will return and have it placed back on but I will join this guild like a new member and earn yours and everyone's trust," she said.
"Four months is not a lot of time to earn that much trust," he said knowing that some people in the guild would not trust her.
"I am going to buy us some time, it'll take roughly three years for demons to respawn I hope that is enough time to regain the trust I once received from this place." She said smiling slightly at her words. She was good at making people trust her fascade.
Once he removed her mark she walked towards the door, she knew where the demons were and how to temporarily kill them but she was angry because once they respawned they were going to be twice as hard to put down again.
She walked back out the same way as she walked in, never saying anything to anyone, with her head low so they would not see her face.
Elsewhere in the guild….
"Who was that?" Nastu asked Mirajane, who was at the bar doing what she normally did. She was stunned she had never seen that mysterious woman before.
Natsu was worried because she didn't have scent, everyone smelled different but she didn't have a scent at all, he could not track her if he needed too. That alone made him worry. He would not be able to recognize her, so he tried to memorize how she walked but she seemed to almost glide in a fashion that would make her go unnoticed in a crowded room.
"Don't worry about her, she was just here looking at placing a request a job for the job board but decided against it." Gildarts stated as he walked out of his office. He smiled at himself for thinking of a quick lie, while he was not too worried about what she had said, he did still care about what happened to this guild and everyone in it, they were like family.
Later that night….
"Gildarts it is nice to see you," Makarov said sitting on this front porch.
"How's the retired life, old man?" Gildarts said trying to make small talk before he asked what was really on his mind.
"I have known you too long for you to lie to me, what's going on?" Makarov questioned.
"Someone came to the guild hall today, and I wanted to know a little more about her," he started, "she calls herself Miss Sonja."
Makarov's mood changed drastically, "what did she say?" he said with all the seriousness in his voice.
Gildarts explained what Miss Sonja had told him. Makarov was silent and had a slight worry in his brow.
"Gildarts, you need to trust what she says, I know you don't know her but she is one of the most powerful beings that have ever walked any universe." Makarov said.
"What exactly is she?" Gildarts questioned.
Makarov sighed, trying to think of how to explain her, "simply put she is the Goddess of War, she thrives off of the chaos that war brings. Miss Sonja is the only daughter of the darkest being, she is also the favorite."
"If she thrives of chaos why stop the dark side from rising?" Gildarts asked.
"She fights the dark within her; she hates war and death of any kind. In the underworld, her father's kingdom, she is called the Mistress of the Demons; she has her own personal army at her beck-and-call, her general, Kizak, is the most loyal and would do anything for her. Most demons hate her because of she does not allow them to wreck havoc if she is able to stop it. Her brother, the God of Torture, Thorn, is the most protective over her and loves to hurt anyone that does not obey him, because of her close relationship with him they look to take their anger out on her ," Makarov tried to explain.
"Why is she in Fairy Tail," Gildarts asked trying to get as much information on her.
"She knew the first master and agreed with the type of guild that she was trying to create, Miss Sonja swore that she would always protect the guild and the people in it," said Makarov.
"Should I be wary of her?" Gildarts asked.
"Yes, but only because she can get out of hand when she uses her full power," said Makarov while flashing back to the one mission they did together. He decided not to tell Gildarts about the missions they went on, she has only ever protected the guild. He hoped that she could again save Fairy Tail.
Elsewhere in Foire in a dark run-down motel….
The only sound was Miss Sonja's footsteps as she clicked down the hallway. The demons could sense her presence because she wanted them to know that she was coming for them. She wanted them to know that she was seriously pissed off that they thought they could get away with attacking Fairy Tail.
She simply walked into the room and let her magic energy flow, the power was enough for the demons to be thrown against the wall.
"You pathetic waste, how dare you think that you can attack my precious guild without me finding out!" she practically screamed at them.
None of them said a word they knew they were done for. Miss Sonja launched herself at the nearest demon. Her fangs elongated as she ripped out the throated silencing his mild screams, she licked her lips at the burning coppery taste that was in her mouth. She drained that demon dry of its blood and used the blood to give her power and locked down the motel so none of the demons could escape her wrath. She went about killing them quickly she did not want to spend too much time here. She wanted this horrible threat silenced so she could train the guild as quickly as possible.
She sensed one last demon and looked over towards him, and was shocked to see a friend. "Cain?" she said as she slowly made her way over to him.
"My Lady," he said with a slight bow of his head, "do you feel anything when you kill your own kind?"
She snarled at him, "humans have a right to live without the consent threat of the demon plague. They are not cattle."
"I guess it is more like a sense of duty to you now," he sighed, "the demons have a right to live too." He waited for her to kill him. He knew that there was no point in running, it would only anger her further and find more creative and painful ways to kill him.
Sonja drew a small dagger. She bit her lip as she eyed her prey. He was the last of the dozen demons that had threatened her guild, and was clearly the leader. Cain was a childhood friend but as she thought of her fragile mages in Fairy Tail her guilt over killing him melted away. She walked over and put her hand over his mouth. She looked him dead in the eyes and he stared defiantly back. She took the blade and slid it across his throat deep enough that the blade hit his spine.
Cain didn't move as he felt the deep pain in his throat. He looked at the sadistic smile across Sonja's face. He just stared at her as he waited for death to come and take him. As he felt his life fading away he made a silent vow to return and kill this traitor.
Sonja watched as the light faded from his eyes. She looked down at the blade in her hand, his crimson blood was still dripping off of the tip. She stuck her tongue out and with one lick cleaned the blade off. She smiled sadistically but let a tear fall down her cheek for the loss of an old friend. She inhaled the scent of blood and sweat in the room, the feeling of terror was still hanging in the air, it gave her goose bumps.
When she was finished she walked out of the motel like nothing happened and continued to walk into the night.