In a small cave, Zeref stood. This was it. END would return. "Go my Demons." He whispered.

Natsu sat down at a table. "Hey Gray! Put some clothes on!" he yelled. Gray looked down and screamed, pulling up his pants at the same time. For Natsu, life was boring. There was NOTHING to do. "Natsu, try not to look so bored." Said Erza. Lucy and Wendy watched the guild laughing when Natsu jumped two feet the air. "DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!" he yelled and the whole guild laughed. "Natsu I heard you are bored. Is that right?" said Makarov the small master of Fairy Tail. "Yeah…" Natsu grumbled. "Well, I have a plan! Let's all go on vacation!" Makarov yelled. The guild stared quietly for a moment before bursting into cheers. "So get ready to go!"

A week later…

As the group came back into Magnolia, they noticed something off. There was a smoke rising near Fairy Tail! As the train stopped they rushed out to the guild.

At the guild…

"No way." "This can't be!" "Our Guild!" the entire guild was either speechless or to shocked to move. Finally Makarov spoke. "Let's search for clues on what happened here!" "Right!" yelled the guild.

A few minutes later…

"Master, you won't like what I found." Said Jet. Everyone hurried over. The back lawn had been scorched except for a few patches. "My lord!" someone yelled. "What is it Gramps?" Natsu yelled. Makarov didn't reply he simply stared at the grass. It was a symbol. The symbol for the worst dark guild that ever existed. Tartaros.