Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail… which is quite obvious.
Guran Doma wasn't a patient man by anyone's standard; he hated waiting for reports regardless of how important they were. Everyone knew that keeping the new Chairman waiting wasn't exactly the smartest decision for anyone.
"Crap, the chairman won't be pleased at all!" Lahar muttered to himself angrily "Seriously why is his office at the top of the building, and why is this new building so damn huge!" He exclaimed
Lahar broke into a sprint as he tried making the closest magic elevator; he managed to dive onto it before it took off albeit dropping his report on the impact of the fall.
"Well at least I won't be that late," Lahar thought to himself. He silently picked up the dropped papers of his report and put them back together, while thinking of a way to apologize to the Chairman and not lose his job.
The elevator finally reached the top of the building and Lahar took a moment to compose himself before going to Guran's office. He knocked on the door and waited patiently for the inevitable yelling by the Chairman.
"Lahar, come in," a voice said softly
Lahar took a deep breath before entering the office. The Chairman's office was entirely unimpressive: a hat rack where he kept his hat and where he also hung his cloak, and a medium sized desk with a communications lacrima on it and pictures of people Lahar didn't recognize. The Chairman sat laid back on his chair, his eyes closed, in fact he didn't seem angry at all which surprised Lahar, a moment of silence past before anyone spoke.
"Well, aren't you going to give your report captain?" the Chairman asked quietly
"O-of course chairman, as has been previously reported Tenrou Island is still missing and the Fairy Tail members who were on the island at the time of Acnologia's attack are still missing." Lahar said. He himself didn't understand why the Chairman kept sending him to check on the island, if Acnologia had "visited" the island there was little hope that Fairy Tail had survived the destruction.
"Well that's good, the world is much quieter without having to worry about those damn pests" the Chairman not moving at all. "And what of Tartaros, has there been any action from them?" he asked
"No sir, none of our scouts have reported anything to do with Tartaros. They do an excellent job of staying unnoticed, it feels like they're waiting for something to happen but I can't be too sure. It's almost as if until that something happens they seem content to wait," Lahar said finishing his report
"Hmm, very well captain thank you for your report. However try not to be late next time; I won't be so forgiving twice. You're dismissed" the Chairman said.
Lahar bowed his head in respect before turning towards the door, he stayed in the same place though with many questions swirling through his head.
"Is there any reason why you're staying?"
"Well it's just…" Lahar wasn't exactly sure why he was asking the Chairman, it seemed better to just nod his head and leave. "Just, Chairman Doma with all due respect I don't understand why you seem so intent on observing Tenrou Island or why you continue to ask us to investigate Tartaros. They just seem…"
"Pointless? Was that what you were going to say captain?" the chairman asked
"With all due respect, yes it does!" Lahar blurted out. His face went pale as he realized that he had just told the Chairman of the Magic Council what he was doing was pointless.
"Haha, well I suppose you should take my place then Lahar since you seem to know more about what to do," The chairman said laughing.
"No sir, it's just that I don't understand the logic behind these missions" Lahar said unsure if the Chairman was serious or not.
"It's alright Lahar; I'd probably think less of you if you didn't question your orders every now and then. I've seen what happens to men who follow orders forever before realizing what they've done, the results aren't pretty." The chairman said "Ah, but I digress do you mind if you ask you a couple of questions?
"Of course not sir," Lahar replied
"Good then, Lahar have you ever had a duel to the death with any member of the 10 wizard saints?"
"What? Never sir, I know my limits I'd be crushed in a moment by any of the saints"
"Good response" The chairman replied, suddenly his face grew darker and a hint of anger began to appear on his face, which scared Lahar. "Tell me captain, have you ever had a duel that nearly resulted in your death with the founder of Fairy Tail, seen what happens when Tartaros decides it's time to bring down the Magic Council, seen your friends die by their hands!?" the chairman asked his voice growing louder with each question.
"I have very good reasons for hating both of those damn guilds. The world would be a much better place with both of those guilds smashed to the ground, and any mage who calls themselves a member of those guilds in prison or dead!" The chairman said
Lahar was rooted in place where he stood; he wasn't sure how he or anyone should respond to what he had just heard. Surely the Chairman was joking when he said he had dueled Fairy Tail's founder, Mavis Vermillion he thought to himself. And since when had Tartaros ever taken direct action against the Council, let alone try and bring the entire Council down?
"Lahar, I'm sure you have questions but I'll say this right now… everything I said was true. Come with me," The Chairman said suddenly
He got up put his cloak and hat on took his magical staff with him and moved towards the door. Lahar quietly followed unsure of what to say this point. They exited the office, went down the elevator, and began walking towards the exit. They exited the new Council building and began walking east for what seemed like hours. Lahar was growing tired, and wondered if the Chairman simply took him out here to kill him so he wouldn't tell anyone what the Chairman said.
They finally reached the top of a large hill that overlooked a large empty plain. The Chairman paused staring at the empty fields; a sad look appeared on his face as his eyes scanned the area.
"Um, excuse me sir but why are we here? These fields are empty there's nothing here," Lahar asked
"Captain, these fields have a history you know. Long ago the first building of the Magic Council was here," the Chairman said
"What, the first building? But the first building was the one that Ultear destroyed with her Time Ark. All the documents say it was the first building." Lahar replied incredulously
"This building and this place has long been erased from history, only present in those who witnessed what happened here and were powerful enough to overcome the mass memory manipulation that was done afterwards to make them forget they saw this event." The chairman replied
He then raised his staff to the air and released his magic power. His aura suddenly increased to an amount that Lahar had never seen in his life, the sheer amount of magic power brought him to his knees and it took all his power to simply avoid being crushed to death. The Chairman charged the power through his staff and pointed it towards the empty plains before them; he fired blasts at five different locations on the field in the pattern of a star. He then began to chant something under his breath, his staff now pointed at the center of the plains. He finished the spell he was saying, channeled as much power as he could conjure and fired it into the center. With the spell finished he took a moment to compose himself, he noticed Lahar barely standing up and panting after surviving the Chairman's aura.
"Now watch Lahar you're about to see history first hand," The chairman told him quietly
They watched for long moments, nothing was happening and Lahar was beginning to wonder if the Chairman's spell had worked. As he was about to finally say something, a large magic circle appeared in front of them.
"Wha-What is this?" Lahar asked shocked
The Chairman said nothing as the circle broke, and revealed what it had been hiding for all this time. It showed that the plains were once the location of a large battle that involved hundreds of mages and soldiers. He realized that many of the dead were wearing similar uniforms to his.
"Sir were the ones in white-"
"Soldiers who fought for the Magic Council? Why yes they were, and the other bodies you see were all mages who belonged to Tartaros." The Chairman told him. "As I said these poor souls have long since been forgotten and they lie here alone with no one to mourn their deaths"
Lahar was shocked, how could anyone cast a spell powerful enough to not only hide this scene and prevent anyone from even sensing this place, but to also perfectly preserve the bodies of the dead? The Chairman walked down the hill heading towards the building with Lahar silently watching him. He took a moment to observe the many dead bodies he saw, they were all young men and women and most didn't die a painless death. He also saw a large clump of Council soldiers who didn't have any wounds on them but they were all in large pools of blood with their faces giving a look of pain he couldn't imagine, he began walking towards them to get a closer look before he felt that Chairmen's hand on his shoulder.
"I wouldn't go to close to those bodies; I can still sense Catherine's blood plague hanging around them, get too close and you'll get to experience how they died, it's not fun," The Chairman told Lahar
Lahar nodded again wondering how a spell could still be able to last this long and still be able to affect those who got close. They finally entered the building, the amount of bodies Lahar seemed to decrease as they moved away from the plains.
"At this point in the battle, the common soldiers and mages were left outside to simply distract each other, while the real battle happened inside the building between some of the most powerful mages the world had seen at the time," The Chairman explained "But I will tell you more of this later, there is someone you should see" he continued
"But how is it possible that anyone can still be alive in here? Did that seal we saw earlier preserve this person as well?" Lahar asked
"Heavens no, that seal only prevents anyone from finding this place unless they know how to break the seal like I do. No these bodies are only preserved due to the large amounts of magic power that was released during the battle." The chairman answered.
They went down a nearby staircase and entered what Lahar presumed was the dungeon area of the old Council Building. It was similar in construction to the other prisons he had seen in the other Council Buildings. They walked down the long corridor before reaching the end of the hall. The sign next to the door was a warning about the prisoner in the room, the door itself was quite simple but Lahar recognized that there were many magic locks in place to prevent the door from being open from either side of the room. The Chairman whistled to himself as he meticulously unlocked each lock, and finally opened the door.
"Do prepare yourself Lahar, you're about to see something quite shocking" The Chairman warned
"Sir I'm not exactly sure what can trump witnessing a perfectly preserved battle from ages ago" Lahar replied
The chairman gave a small chuckle and they both went into the room. The room was fairly large with many magical chains all leading to one spot in the room. Lahar noticed that the chains weren't the only things designed to keep whoever was in here locked up, hundreds of magic seals were also in there each designed in some way to prevent the prisoner from escaping, with the final seals simply there to kill the prisoner if they could break through the other seals. They walked toward the center where he saw weapons that he presumed were the prisoner's: swords, knives, and many other weapons were all littered around the place. His attention was drawn to a sword in a simple sheath that was closest to them, it was emanating a very dark aura and Lahar felt sick just looking at it.
"It calls for its master," The Chairman explained "That sword is cursed to kill whenever it's drawn, and its master is the only one it will show its true form to. Anyone else who tries to draw that sword is doomed to die. It's better if you don't go close to it"
They finally reached the center where a medium sized anti-magic cell was present, all the seals and chains led to this location. Even though it was designed to not allow magic in the inside, Lahar could still feel a small amount of magic pulsing in the cell and he stared in shock at the Chairman.
"Oh don't worry, even though he can emit magic he can't use it to get himself out. Those seals will prevent that, and he certainly won't try to escape with us watching" The Chairman said assuredly.
They finally came close enough to the cell to see the person inside of the cell. Inside was a young man of about twenty one, he had medium length dark brown hair, his clothes were simple and slightly torn at some places, he was in a trance and was actually floating in the cell.
"This man has survived for decades with nothing but his magic to sustain him. Not only keeping him alive, but allowing him to maintain his youthful appearance. "The chairman said with an air of respect
Suddenly the man opened his eyes; Lahar noticed that the man was not so much surprised to see people in front of his cell, if anything he looked disappointed that only two people came to visit.
"Guran Doma?" the man asked softly breaking the silence "My my you have aged since I've last seen you. In fact you were barely a teenager back then"
"Lahar I'd like to introduce you to the founder of Tartaros… and the older brother of Fairy Tail's founder Mavis Vermillion"