Hargeon Port

Many people stared at what seemed in thier eyes a rather odd trio. Well, at least two of the three seemed to be an oddity, and the other could be described as the most normal, and the most preferred to look at. She was the only female of the trio, or the only one an passerby could be positive was a female. One could only describe her as gorgeous, with a curvy, vuluptuois figure, and long violet hair that she held in a messy bun kept together with small pointed metal rod. She wore a simple kimono, deep blue in color held shut with a white sash. The kimono had a large draconic crest, also in white on the back.

The tallest of the three companions was a pink haired male, whose hair was unaturally spiky. He had tanned skin, with onyx eyes. His face seemed to be set into a permeantly serious expression, that made the scar from the top of his forehead to his jaw on the left, cutting through his eye all the more intimidating. He wore baggy black pants, tucked into black combat boots. He also wore a simple white shirt, tucked into his pants. Over top of this he had a calf length trench coat, with two shoulder pads attached to it. The coat held the same symbol as the woman's kimono. To complete his outfit, the young man had a katana strapped to the right side of his waist.

And the third of the three was bound to attract the most attention. It was a strange creature, standing about to the man's knee. If any were to try and describe it accurately, it looked like a small wyvern, with black skin, accented by red in various places, creating a tribal like pattern on its body. It hovered about the two, occasionly landing on one of their shoulders.

"Ugh, why are they sending us of all people on a mission as simple as this?" complained the pink haired man.

"Now, now, no need to complain. They as you so like to refer to them as always have their reasons." Chided the woman gently.

"I know. Trust me, I know. But it seems so trivial to send us after a simple slaver. Not wanting to get their hands dirty."

"And thats why they love us. To keep their hands pristine and unstained."

Grunting the man continued to walk forward with his hands behind his head. Keeping a leisurely pace they continued onward through the town. That was until they heard the screaming of what seemed to be..fangirls?

"OH MY GOD IT"S The HOLLOW!"

"THE HOLLOW IS HERE!"

Smirking slightly, the pink haired man sped up his pace, leaving his two companions. Scowling, the violet haired woman began to grumble as she quickened her pace as well. Soon the woman and wyvern caught up to their pink haired friend, scowling at a foolish looking man dressed in white, with purple hair. The man was visibly shaking with fear.

"So, my newly found friend," began the pink haired man, "why don't you explain to me about this...moniker you wave around?"

The man was sweating now, but reacting quickly he yelled, Prominance Tyhpoon, and floated away on purple fire. Slowly, the crowd dispersed, leaving a seething pinkette, his companions and a blonde, unbeknowst to them. The pinkette's magic began to spiral out control, as he oozed killing intent. That was until, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and a soothing voice whispered in his ear.

"Come now my dragon, be at peace. Everything comes with due time." the violet haired woman whispered, as she nestled her head in the crook of his neck. Slowly, the man began to calm and the blonde deemed it safe to approach.

"Um..excuse me", she began nervously, "I wanted to thank you for breaking that man's charm spell. Could I treat you to something to eat?"

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The four were now sitting in a small restaruant, eating and mostly listening for the most part of the three. The blonde was very animated as she rattled away about guilds and magic. Mostly of how she wished to join a guild called Fairy Tail. After their meal, the three companions parted ways with the blonde who had introduced herself as Lucy.

Soon night had fallen and the pinkette and violet haired woman could be found watching a yacht slowly leave port. The woman sat on the buildings banister, resting her head against the man's chest. He was stalk still, his eyes narrowed in a predatory gaze towards the departing ship. Chuckling slightly, the woman removed her head from his chest, replacing it with her hand, as if she didn't want to lose the physical contact.

"Go Natsu, I'll be waiting for you when you get back. Please hurry.." she hesitated but before she could finish the sentence, the man was already gone. Sighing, she looked toward the yacht and finished her sentence.

"Be safe my dragon.."

The pinkette, Natsu reappeared in a slight flash of black and purple, at the front most part of the ship. Steadily walking, he began to whistle a tune. A catchy little thing that his companion told him her mother sang. Closing his eyes, Natsu began to reminsce the times she sang it to him. And soon, his blade joined the musical, flashing out to end a man's life. Blood spurted from the man's throat, slightly covering Natsu. Eyes still closed, the pinkette continued to easily dispatch of the guards on the ship, easily dodging their fists and attacks. Soon all the men aboard the ship were dead. Aside from his main target, that is. Pushing open the doors to the main quarters, Natsu stopped in surprise, opening his eyes slightly, recognizing Lucy, the woman from before. Nodding slightly to her, he seemed to vanish, before reappearing in front of the purple haired man.

His smirk fell away as he heard the bodies of his men hit the ground with a dull thud. And soon, absolute fear was etched onto his face as he looked into the eyes of the man in front of him. They were the eyes of a monster. A creature who has seen countless lives end at the swing of his blade. A creature who relished in the hunt and the kill. Grunting the man jerked his head down as he felt a sharp pain in the stomach. Shock made its way into his eyes as he saw the pinkette's white bladed katana buried in his abdomen.

Leaning forward, the pink haired man whispered in his ear, voice smooth and terrifying, "I am the Hollow. You are not me. And you nor your men deserve the warriors prayer. Die now."

With that, the pink haired man twisted his blade, heaving it upward, splitting wide the man that was his target. Know to many as Bora the Prominence, now just another name on a list of deaths by the Hollow. Turning slightly, he nodded at Lucy, before vanishing s a flash of black and purple.

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Two days had past since Natsu and company had eliminated Bora. Collecting their bounty, they were currently sitting in the living room in one of their many houses.

"Ultear, why did we come to Magnolia again?" asked Natsu looking up at her with his head in her lap.

Sighing Ultear ran her fingers through his soft pink hair, "Because Natsu, we have a request here. And it's not from them before you ask. Besides I want to see if Lucy made it to her guild alright."

"Hmm that was the blonde right? And what job? I'd much rather be searching for Thoraxian right now."

"Yes, and a Guild Master is hosting a swordsmanship competition with one of the members for a charity. But the winner still gets a large amount of the proceedings. If it's enough then we won't have to take anymore jobs for awhile."

Sitting up Natsu looked away slightly, "I wish you'd have asked me Ul.."

"But you couldn't say no to me, could you my dragon?" Ultear asked in a sultry tone.

"No, but lets get this over with."

Natsu stood up and stretched, beckoning for Ultear as he began to walk towards the only Guild in the town. Soon the two found themselves pushing through a large crowd to the doors of Fairy Tail. Pushing them open, the two were greeted with what looked like a brawl. However, soon every member in the hall froze as they ll felt an extreme magical pressure laced with killing intent. Unknown to them, a chair had flow toward an unsuspecting Ultear. But luckily for her, her dragon as she liked to call him was there to protect her. But before he could zero in on who threw the chair, a very short old man appeared in front of him.

"Why hello! What can I do for the two of you?" he asked smile pervishly at Ultear.

And surprisingly, it was Ultear who answered, placing her hand on Natsu's shoulder, "My companion would like to enter the competition you are having here at your guild."

"Ah well then, let's go out back. Erza is already there."

Soon everyone was outback in the small arena like area, that had a scarlet haired woman standing in its center. Not far to her right was a board for bets, and tally marks for all the rounds she has won so far, chalking up to a total of 74. Everyone, stayed quiet as Natsu entered the arena. Many placed bets on Erza, aside form Ultear, who placedalmost 200,000 jewels on Natsu being the victor. After Makarov, the short little man from before explained the rules, Erza bowed slightly.

"I am Erza Scarlet, Titania, Queen of the Fairies and I will be your opponent." she stated calmly.

Natsu too, as he was taught bowed before speaking, "I am Nastu Dragneel, the Hallow, Bane of the Forgotten One and son of Thoraxian, Dragon King of the Void, ferry of the passed. May strong be the blade that carries you to victory, swift the blade the sounds the call of your death."

Grasping his katana is his left hand, his right grabbed the hilt. As soon as Makarov said go, he dissappeared.