This is my first Zango-shipping story, so it's quite short! :D
Hope you like it!
The sun started to rise, and a new day was about to begin. A new morning. Another Another 24 hours,
where the dark guild Grimoire Hearts could unleash their suffercating plans and motives.
More suffering. More pain. Those words fitted Zancrow just fine.
Ever since Hades discovered hia talent for lost magic, negative feelings was the only thing that
filled his head and heart.
The feeling of just walking through life with power, oh that terrifying power, that made even the
slightest fear in a person reflect clearer than a mirror. A mirror in which Zancrow saw himself destroying
guilds after guilds. Everything seemed perfect for the upcoming day. The first thing they did was
discussing how to utterly defeat Fairy Tail. Even the word made Zancrow want to puke his flames out.
None the less, a sentence with "Fairy Tail" and massdestruction, or deep humaliatiom, seemed to light
up Zancrows wrecked face into a big grin. The only thing that could make his day better was Fairy
Tail out of the picture. Or so he thought.
After having laughing over the fact the Zancrow just pushed 30 members overboard, he strode out
on the deck of the guilds ship, smiling wide. The sky was like a mixture of many flames burning
each other. Nothing was more beautiful than flames consuming everything in their path. Zancrow
tightend his fist, and let out a massive black flame. The guilds ship floated in the mid air over the ocean,
letting everyone below it look at it's great structure. Some peasant folks were catching fish in a little
boat below the guild. They stared at the black ship filling the sky with dark magic. Zancrow hated the
way stupid humans looked at him, like they were some sort of brainless monkeys. Their eyes all curious
and mouths open wide, made him annoyed as hell. "Eh? What the hell are you damn peasants looking at,
huh?" he screamed over the edge. Zancrow then fired his fist with the flame, towards the fishing boat
hitting with right in the middle of its deck. The fishers screamed for their lives while jumping into the
ocean for safety. "Kyahahahaha!" Zancrow laughted out loud. Suddently something caught his eye.
Across the ocean was a little island. Nothing in particulaire compared to all other islands, however
on this island the intire back was covered with a certain tree. Zancrow had never seen a tree like that
before.
Please R/R! :D