Hey everyone, i just want to point out that i don't mean to offend anyone. There are mentions of Satan and such, but i have no dangerous intentions. I also only own the Archetypes. Sorry, this chapter's a bit short. Also it takes us a bit of time to co-write these chapters, please don't give up on this. Thanks!

Chapter 2

Welcome to the Guild

"Gramps!" called the crowd that had slowly accumulated around Demon. She sighed, glad to finally be rid of the clutter of happy, living human bodies. Most of them seemed pretty two dimensional, as though no one would miss them if they were to, say, go missing for no apparent reason. She was getting hungrier by the year, and couldn't go any longer without feasting on some sort of soul.

"Hey, Old Geezer!" Laxus yelled, "We've got a new member you've gotta approve!"

"Katana, I need to summon you," Demon whispered, "Like, right now." Demon had decided to go by Demon, rather than her original name, Kat. Angie had been Ana, Ana the Angel, but now she was just Angie.

"Alright," Katana said, reappearing by Demon's side. She yawned and scratched her eyes, leaning on Demon's shoulder. She groaned and shoved Katana off, not enjoying all of the peaceful energy in such close proximity.

"The Master has returned," Demon informed her, taking a step back and pushing Katana forward.

"Oh, is he going to except us?"

"He hasn't even met us, yet," Demon growled. Katana really could be daft.

"I am now!" a small man said, smiling up at her. He wore an orange hat, with strange, floppy sides that Demon didn't approve of in the least. "And," he asked, looking at Demon, "who are you?"

"I'm Demon. I'm also her," she said, gesturing to Katana, who was out in front of them. Master Makarov looked at Katana, confusedly, and something seemed to click.

"You're the Demon Slayer?" he asked, turning back to her, "And you must be the new Archetype."

"Yes, I am," Katana said, "And this is Kat."

"I respond to Demon," Demon growled. She glared at Katana, who knew that she never answered to her old name. She was known now as Demon, or better yet, as Doom Bringer. She enjoyed that name.

"Well then, Demon, I assume you mean no harm to the wizards of Fairy Tail, my children," Makarov asked, glaring testily at her.

"If you don't attack me, I'll keep my claws to myself."

"What she means is she doesn't mean any injury or impairment to you or your guild," Katana said hastily.

"I stand by my previous statement," Demon said, shutting her eyes and crossing her arms.

"She will not hurt any of you."

"She probably couldn't," Laxus grinned, "So why don't you send her back."

"I am no celestial wizard," Katana said, holding her arm out to restrain Demon. She knew how much Demon's pride meant to her, and being called weak did not go over well. Demon was wondering if Laxus's soul would taste any good, and feeling like it would be a good idea to try it out.

"Don't test me," she hissed, growling like an animal as the air around her began to darken, "Count yourself lucky that Katana is holding me back." She saw the light in Laxus's eyes falter slightly, and took a deep breath. She would settle this later. No doubt Natsu would want to fight, a fight to which she was looking forward to.

"So, may we join?" Katana asked the Master, anxiously.

"I don't see why not, as long as you keep Demon in check."

"That shouldn't be an issue. She can keep herself from killing. She hasn't killed me yet, and we've been together for a few years. No, more than that, since I was around thirteen when I started hearing her voice," Katana clarified, "And I'm seventeen now."

"Wow, a youngster," Makarov said.

"I'm not a kid, you know," she breathed indignantly, "I can drink. And fight."

"What about drinking?" Cana Alberona hollered from across the room. Needless to say, she was ignored.

"Alright," Makarov conceded, "You may join."

"YES!" Katana cheered victoriously, while Demon smirked slightly, allowing her fangs to poke out through her thin, colorless lips.

"May I stamp the guild mark?" Mira asked.

"Sure," Katana grinned, and allowed Mirajane to stamp a black, Fairy Tail mark on her collar bone. Demon pulled off one of her gloves and was stamped on the back of her left hand, a strange mark of brilliant white. She hastily covered it up with the glove again, not enjoying the seemingly permanent marring of her black skin.

"Well, Katana," Demon said, smirking wider, "Now that that's settled…" She caught Katana as she stumbled forward, "Time for you to go and rest." She helped support Katana, who looked like she was going to pass out. "You've spent way too much time out here. Not even I have spent three years with no breaks. It's my turn, now."

"Fine," Katana yawned, "Good night."

"Yep."

"No, don't go!" Laxus said, but Katana disappeared into midair anyway.

"Alright," Demon sighed, "now what?"

"Well, we just gained a new member, who is also a legend, and thousands of years old. The Archetype, am I correct?" the Master asked.

"Yes."

"So I say that it's about time we party!"

Everyone in the room cheered, and Mira began to bust out barrels of assorted alcoholic beverages. Demon sighed, finding no negative energy to feast on, except the small bit from Laxus, which was disappearing fast. She opened her mouth and drank up the annoyance, which lasted for only thirty seconds.

"Well, I've got to go, bye," Demon said hastily, trying to back out of the guild hall, but her arm was caught by Natsu.

"You're some sort of legend, right?" he asked, grinning manically.

"Yes, and you must be the Dragon Slayer. Interesting, I'm some sort of Slayer, too," she said, "the Demon Slayer."

"Oh yeah?!" Natsu yelled, "Fight me!"

Demon quickly grabbed a mug and took a gulp, "Can't, I'm drunk."

"Just do it!"

"Master?" Demon groaned, hoping for the idea to be vetoed and looking over at the small man, but he was already wasted. With a sigh, she nodded consent, "fine."

"Alrighty than!" Natsu said happily, prancing outside. Laxus smirked, and a few other guild members followed them outside. Demon looked back, as more and more people decided to filter out through the doors to watch their fight.

"Why is everyone watching?" Demon asked no one in particular

"Because we want to see Natsu's ass kicked again," Laxus chuckled.

"I'm not as powerful as you think," she told him, and it was true. Every time a new Archetype summoned her for the first time, her power was reborn. Granted, she had had about four years of training, and the first summons was always the hardest. She was no doubt going to be able to summon Angie in this year or so. Good thing, too, because Demon was getting tired of being the only previous Archetype that this Katana had the ability to bring forth.

She was always called to do the dirty work, because Angie, Celeste, Beast, and Antimony and even more, younger Archetypes weren't within her ability to carry through the pocket dimension.

"Well, you should get going and fight him, so that we can see him lose again," Laxus laughed, then pushed her by the shoulder blades out the door. She hissed in pain, and jumped ahead. Her back was a delicate area for her. "What?" Laxus asked.

"Nothing," Demon said, and with that, she exited the guild hall to see the ring of wizards, watching Natsu prepare for the fight they were about to have. "I'm ready to fight," Demon smirked, cracking her knuckles one by one and walking in toward the circle. Half of the people cast a shadow inward, which was good news for her.

"Ok, Doom Bringer, let's do this."

"Fine by me," she chuckled, and with that, they dove into action.

She backed up as he swung about, fists on fire, trying to hit her in the gut or chest. She laughed and backed into the line of people. "Come and get me!" He fell for it and she slipped into the shadows. She popped up inside his and hammered him in the shoulder with her fist. She then raked downward with her claws, and watched flecks of stain his clothes.

"OUCH!" he growled, and spun around, nailing her in the rib with a flaming punch, "Fire Dragon Iron Fist!"

"Fine, you wanna play that game, do you?" she asked, sneering, "Well than, Crown of Hell!"

Natsu's head glowed in a ghostly ring of black, and a second later he yelled. "OH SHIT!"

He then smashed her in the head with his foot, causing her to recoil. "Goddammit, I hate fire," she hissed, massaging her temples.

"I don't much like your magic either," Natsu laughed, and then unleashed a flurry of strikes at her legs, chest and face. She dodged most of them, and hit him a couple times too. Soon the fire on his hand began to spread over his whole body, and she backed up again, flitting in and out of the shadows to keep from getting hit.

"She's pretty good," Demon heard people whispering throughout the slowly growing crowd.

You ain't seen nothing yet, she thought, and she slipped off her vest. "Now you're gonna get it," she grinned, ignoring the hopeful and excited gasps from all of the single men in the throng. Honestly, she wasn't that hot, cute, attractive, or anything else. Angie was a sight for sore eyes, and Katana wasn't so bad. She preferred to stay out of the whole, romantic nonsense. Too much positive energy for her, which was probably why Angie was so good at it. "I'm not stripping," she called dryly, over the disappointed sighs, "so don't get your hopes up."

"What are you doing," Natsu asked.

"This!" Black and white bat wings unfurled behind her back, and she bared her fangs and drew herself up to her full height. Her multicolored eyes flashed, and her horns gleamed in the light of Natsu's fire. Everyone took a step back, as she revealed her true form, the body of a demon.

Her hair blew out behind her, and she flashed her claws, glaring at him with the angriest, most terrifying glare she knew she had. Natsu took a step back and his smile wavered.

Then he laughed, "Cool!"

"Cool?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, as the light of her glowing tattoos faltered. She sighed, "Normally I don't receive that response. Well, I'll just have to make do with what I got." And with that, she spread her wings and shot forth a ray of black spectral energy which hit Natsu right in the groin.

"AH, GODDAMMIT! JEEZUS CHRIST!"

"I don't think he'll ever have children," whispered Macao to Wakaba, and they both snickered while Natsu howled in pain.

"Now I've got a fire in my belly!" he shouted, and then smashed her in the side of the neck with the blade of his foot. She winced and then let forth a burst of punches and kicks, deflecting his attacks and missing a couple of times as well. They fought all out, ignoring her singed robes and the occasional drop of black colored blood that flew from a cut in her gray flesh.

People began to cheer as the fight got more and more heated, both literally and metaphorically. Natsu was really going all out, but to say she wasn't would be a total lie. They exchanged glancing blows, jumped backward, than leapt in again. Soon they were both breathing hard, wavering, and she became aware of how much magic energy she had expended in this fight. She had to end it quick or she was afraid she would lose. Natsu seemed to be feeling the same way, and his little blue, fuzzy bird yelled it.

"Natsu! You've got to stop, or you'll faint!" it yelled, in a little, high pitched voice. Demon stumbled back, having never encountered a talking before.

"Okay, Happy!" Natsu yelled, and his body was once more engulfed in flame. "Fire Dragon Wing Attack!"

He struck Demon in the back, and she yelled. Her wings were more delicate than they looked. "Satan Blow!" She struck him in the gut, simultaneously, and they both yelled in pain, blasting backward. They hit the wall of Fairy Tail members and slumped to the ground.

"I believe that this would qualify as a draw," called Makarov from the front, heaving Natsu to his feet and flashing a thumbs up at Demon. "You fought well, Archetype."

"Thank you, Master, but I am no longer the Archetype. My name is Demon, the slayer of my namesake."

"But you were, once?"

"I was the first Archetype, with my twin, the Angle Slayer," she said, with a wistful stare off into the distance. God, she missed Angie.

"You said you'd never stayed out for three years straight," Laxus said, curious, "How did you pull that off?"

"Angie and I took turns, and when it was a tough battle, we both stayed out and fought," Demon told him, "But we never stayed out for three years, like Katana, but the others had no idea they could enter the summoning realm, and consequently died at eighteen."

"Died at EIGHTEEN!?" Laxus asked, "But she said that she was seventeen!"

"Yeah, she doesn't have much time left, but she summoned me three years ago, and the first summons is always the hardest. After that she'll be bringing them out of the realm more and more quickly. Believe it or not, she is the most capable Archetype yet, and I won't say that I have faith in her, but I sure as hell hope she'll make it."

"But," Laxus groaned, "She's too hot to die."

"She's not that hot," Demon sighed, rolling her eyes.

"You kiddin' me?" a different guy she didn't recognize laughed, "She's friking sexy!"

"I'll tell her you said that," Demon threatened, and both the men blushed and backed away, holding their arms up in surrender. Demon chuckled and walked back into the guild hall, returning to her humanoid form as she went. She pulled her vest back on, and her horns, claws and fangs went back to normal. She sat down at a table and sighed, exhausted.

Looking back at it, she probably shouldn't have fought so hard at only the beginning over the time period she would be stuck out in the real world. She felt like she was going to pass out. She leaned back and wondered if some food would help. She tried to find any negative energy, but there wasn't much left. Only a bit from Natsu, but not much. Nothing that tasted edible.

"God, I'm starving," she yawned, and then she shut her eyes to preserve energy. While she was resting she heard three people sit down at her table, one to her right and two across the table. "Laxus, if that's you, I swear I'll fucking murder you."

Sorry, that one was a bit short. My sister and I have been pretty busy with all sorts of stuff, such as HOMEWORK. Myth and I keep arguing over what ships we want to use, because she likes Gruvia and I like Lyvia. Everyone else we fight over as well. What are some of your favorite Fairy Tail ships? We could use them.