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One piece does not belong to me.

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When the terrified people had reached the guild of magicians of white beard, Marco had been curious. Among the 1,600 magicians who belonged to one of the world's largest guilds, you could find some of the sorcerers, magicians and makers of potions more skillful and strong from the that have a registry.

By the same amount of powerful members was that he found curious and something strange that a mission required so urgently their presence, had asked the same white beard, but this had refused saying that his sons were more than enough.

So there was, sitting in front of the angry horde of people that I occupy the room of the guild.

A young woman of black hair was the first who was ahead:

- Mr Phoenix- was scared and wore a bandage on the arm - we are a tribe that lives in the middle of the forest of the city of Baterilla-

- continues- Marco ordered-

- more or less one year ago that we were attacked by a spirit of fire -

Marco opened the eyes with surprise, although not noticed much with his expression boring. The spirits of fire were almost extinct, more than all because the magi who used the black magi, the hunted for use as a sacrifice in the invocation of demons.

- did nothing that time because it was only a small part of the forest that was burned and good…The daemon is left after

- but now has gone too far!- an old man with a cane was ahead- ah burned nearly all our village, our crops and forest does not believe that survive to this. We need your help! We will have our our resources in you! You only get rid of that!-

Marco discussed with the man until they came to an agreement on price. Now comprised because he had been called to him specifically. he was a magician who had been merged a while ago with a Phoenix and the Ave is fed on fire.

Wanted that literally eat the spirit of fire.

I accept the mission with curiosity. How would that heavenly spirit, invocation of the force of nature?

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When I get to the territory of the village, found only destruction. The raging fire had swept with each piece of wood, each thatched roof, each plant planted in an impressive radio.

When he had the interview with their employers had asked very clearly if they had done something to offend the spirit. These had refused, saying that it was usual since many decades ago that the swirling fire live in the forest and they never had gone beyond the bounds of its territory.

It had taken several days to keep track of the Inferno andante.

But when I had found, all did make it worthwhile.

It was beautiful, there was no other word to describe it. Taking into your body the incarnation of a phoenix, framework was a lover of fire, which used to regenerate, to rejuvenate.

could call a hurricane of fire. In the center of the swirl of flames orange, yellow and white could easily see the core ardent as a sun.

Marco he had only to nail a spell there to get rid of him. It wasn't easy, that living fire was a force of nature, The incarnation of the wrath.

- WHO… dares… to come… to my domains…- fire had no voice of their own, but framework could feel the flames talk.

- I am a magician- said Marco taking a step closer to the creature.

The fire burned angry and a heat wave it emerged from him burning everything in a radius of one hundred meters.

Framework is regenero quickly.

-¡slag!- could hear complaints and curses of fire - do you plan on using me to invoke beings of the netherworld!-

Now could see the cause of his anger.

The spirits of fire were also the materialization of the magic. In a place where the magical creatures lived, maintained a constant exudation of magic and with no one to make use of it, is accumulated with the passing of the centuries and in particular moment, could take on a life of its own.

If any malignant magician managed to dominate one of these spirits, also had a source of magic that could exploit and use at its whim.

Could sacrifice to bring to the world a destructive power greater.

Probably was angry with the warlocks to try.

Marco thought things well.

How to kill him?, was a magnificent creature. The magician could feel the wonderful magic of centuries, flow to rivers that core bright. However, if it was free there was the possibility of more destruction, and that could not allow it.

Try to arrive at a conclusion that the parties did not leave affected too.

Framework could actually fed from the magic of the fire without need to kill him. For that I needed a spell binding.

A contract for the family.

There were two types of families:

The invoked: those magicians who sought in books of spells and brought from other worlds creatures servants. These creatures were those that were the rules of the contract, when would assist and when not, and in what terms the contract would be terminated.

The dominated: The Magi sought personally to the creature that they needed and to win a battle against them obtained the right to establish the rules of the contract, had absolute control over the magic of another. And they decided when to terminate or not the contract.

Marco would need to do the second.

He had planned for days before coming to deal with the disastrous fire.

The fire attacked for the second time and the earth itself became a liquid melted. Marco still regenerating. The attacks became incessant and began to put into action the plan.

Sack his magical stone of the pocket and invoke multiple spells of transport. placed strategically around the forest.

His body disappeared from one place to reach another causing the creature despistarse of place for attacks. the magician tended little by little your small trap.

The natural enemy of the fire was the water, of course.

Had spent several minutes in that attacks. Marco had manufactured a network to contain it for a few minutes.

The hell was too much even for him. Your skin began to burn faster than it could regenerate and the magic of fire was so uncertain that made it impossible to absorb it. His heart was discovered in the rib cage.

The spirit of the phoenix made its best effort to protect The body of its user.

The fire crispaba around it and Marco knew it was now or never. Latin words old were recited with speed and effectiveness and a lot of purple wires were seen and rushed against the core of the creature.

This roared and attempted to escape but Marco had given half of its current magic for that network, last for at least three minutes.

Was able to compress the fire to the size of a barrel. The network quickly began to be consumed.

But Marco was already acting. Its power is concentrated in a single spell.

Rain.

A storm began to fall, Thick leaks beat relentlessly the nucleus of the spirit and this raging, powerless to escape and hide,While the drops decreased its size .

When the network is undone completely, the terrible swirl of fire had the size of a torch and was blinking miserably.

On the verge of extinction.

The rain had stopped and Marco approached the creature extending the right hand toward her, taking it with their hands.

- reveal your real name - ordered

the flame was just a spoil of its previous power, had no will and a simple spell of truth gave Marco what I wanted.

He was a spirit of fire that had lived for more than five hundred years. During that period of time had only known to two like him and had been separated for more than one hundred.

He was regarded as powerful. Could sweep cities and entire forests without leaving a single dash of life. Not toward that almost never, only when it was persecuted and that had been the case a few months ago when a guild of dark wizards attempt catch it.

The had reduced to ashes.

But this magician who had arrived, watching as if it were not the great thing, what had been hysterical. Had tried to destroy it but the cockroach had magic of pretty decent regeneration and moved from one side to another, elusive as a mouse.

I don't notice the trick they tended.

When I was trapped between the strings knew that could come loose in a matter of minutes. In addition, the magician was tired and had used much of his magic to immobilize it.

The magi malignant who had come after him, had neither the half of the coordination and intelligence of this strange magician, so that it felt a bit curious. When the drops began to fall from the sky and turn it off, felt it was his final.

Its magic was shut down little by little until that was only its core struggling to survive, impossible to ignite the firewood and depleted to the limit.

- reveal your real name -

never.

Remained silent, preferring to die with pride that live humiliated. But there was nothing they could do and the other I invoke a spell of the truth.

- reveal your real name - repeated the Mage

the spirit attempt that the letters do not leave him, that his voice of fire is not heard, but it was in vain.

- A…C…E- watched in horror as its name shows him and a small red pearl appeared in the hand of the sorcerer.

- sírvame loyally- I swear that could see a smile eat shit in the face of the beggar magician.

The following were the terms of the contract. All I knew was that he now belonged to a mage called Marco, to a guild called white beard, to a country called Grand line.

Suddenly felt as it was compressing. She became frightened and thought that it would be absorbed and converted again in Magic Without life, but it was not so. Soon felt the stones of the ground and saw that it was not floating never again.

I look down, where I could not feel your body flaming and saw a strange mass of meat. Attempt to burn it attempt to divest itself of it but it was not possible. Finally a spasm obligate those two masses of meat to move.

- Are your legs, do not harm -

do legs? In what part of the world the fire had legs?

- now you are a human-

Oh God, that humiliation.

More spasms overran it and suddenly felt in a sea of water.

-¡breathes!- the magician ran to his side opening the mouth- here… absorbs the air-

Made samples of as Ace should do so, and soon found himself breathing. How strange that it sounded the word.

It could not be well coordinated. Humiliated saw as the other took in his arms, immobile and exposed.

It was a short trip to a wooden cart tired. Ace wanted to burn it, I wanted to demonstrate that he could not be dominate, but not even a single spark came out of him.

- or try it out - the cursed smile of another became larger - your magic is under my control… Ace -

His name is heard terrible in the mouth of another. Achievement drop a growl.

- shit…di…to - their first words were left to listen - you… fuck… -

The other released a giggle between teeth and a strange thing soft and long covered his human body, had heard called blanket.

- sleep child-

What pussy was sleep? Why did you do it? Why is it called child?

The Fear invaded for the first time in his life. Their eyes remained open while the cart moved single direction to who knows where.

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-¡Welcome Marco!- one of the makers of most talented potions that had known came to see him, was called Haruta and was one of the founding members of the guild along with him.

With joy I greet Marco. Little by little the magi present marched to greet him.

- How you was in the mission?- a sorcerer of Satch name came out ahead by passing an arm by the shoulders of his old friend- Do you burned the ass? As I know that you like masochistic…

Marco hit the head of his friend.

- where is father?-

-Here, my son - the giant man came out, its prominent moustache crescent could hide the majority of your smile but his loving gesture was more than enough - how it was?

- I have to show you something, and the commanders also-

The commanders were the fifteen founding members plus the guild master that was white beard, among which was the second Marco.

The abovementioned joined and followed him to the room of the guild where were kept the floats, everything was desert with the exception of them.

- Why both mystery? - a mage called Izo commented - are we going to submit to his girlfriend?

The other laughed gaily, Marco It was a single

made silent and took them to his chariot.

- What is this Marco- wonder father- do where you got that boy?-

- better than that- Izo Spat - Why this naked?- your smile cheeky did not go unnoticed.

- he is…- framework thought for a moment- Portgas- that name came to his mind after having read somewhere, some time.

-and?- all told coro

- is my new family… the spirit of fire that capture in the forest of Baterilla… is a little angry- warned -

cries surprised were not made to wait.

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