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Magic Attack/Move

"Someone saying a Magic Attack" or Hollow Ichigo speaking.

'Someone thinking a Magic Attack' or Hollow Ichigo thinking.

"Speech."

'Thought.'

"Beast/Dragon speech."

'Beast/Dragon thought.'

Ichigo's eyes slowly opened from his train-induced slumber, revealing a pair of lazy brown orbs. After a quick glance out of the adjacent window, he noticed the train was nearly at its destination; he was nearly back home. After a long year, he was nearly back in Magnolia. The orange haired nineteen-year-old subconciously moved his hand to his side, resting it on his sword; a long, black katana with an interlocking red and black hilt, completed by a short chain at the end. It was there, and as long as it was, he was calm.

That's a good point; his hair. His orange hair. It had caused Ichigo his fair share of trouble in his time. For some reason, people just didn't understand that some people did indeed have orange fibers growing out of their head; and for some reason, a brightly coloured barnet was all that was needed to be attacked. That being said, it wasn't as if Ichigo cared; if he did he would have dyed his hair black years ago. It would have definitely gone with his choice of clothes and colour scheme. Ichigo usually wore a black shihakusho. Underneath, he usually had a white, v-neck t-shirt that didn't quite reach where his coat split to reveal his neck, but was enough to cover his waist. This was acompanied by a pair of black, relatively skinny jeans and black boots. The shihakusho overcoat itself wasn't really like a regular one though; while it did sport a modest amount of chest and a smooth, unripped tail, it was more tightfitting than most, tighter at the waist to show off it's owners figure. As the crème de la crème, around Ichigo's neck, hanging directly down the middle of his chest, was a blood-red pendant, more dazzling than the sun itself.

The train came to a slow stop, gently creaking as it did. The Shinigami, a name appointed to Ichigo by the Daily Sorcorer and other magazines, rose from his seat and stepped out onto the platform to smell the fresh Magnolia air. But something was wrong. There were way too many people. It should have been a Sunday by Ichigo's books, so why on Earthland was the platform so busy? All he could make out from the chaos were a few select words...

"Fairy... cannon... hurry."

It wasn't much, but that was all Ichigo needed to hear. The young man had picked up on some rumours during his way back; something about a metal guild. However, the closer he got to his home, the more intense and graphic the rumours became. He had been notified by a local bartender about a certain Team Shadow Gear and brutal surprise attack. Taking it as nothing more than a hyperbolised rumour, Ichigo just left and went along his way; nonetheless, he did speed up his journey back to Fairy Tail, just incase there was some truth to the hearsay.

Needing some answers fast, Ichigo tapped one of the nearby platform attendents and inquired what was going on. What suprised the orange-haired teenager the most was the speed of the reply given to him. There was fear on the man's face, almost as if he was afraid he was going to be attacked if he didn't reply immediately. As the initial shock faded away, the truth of the current events sank in.

"Fairy Tail's being attacked?" There was a dark yet questioning edge to his voice that wasn't at all intentional. As the even moreso frightful attendent slowly nodded, Ichigo's jaw started to tense. He could feel eyes narrowing, anger intensifying the deep brown marbles in his face. If gazes could kill, this might have been the another second of hesitation, the Shinigami sped away from the battalion of trains, feet pounding against the ground. He wasn't going to flash-step there, that would be exhausting, meaning he wouldn't be able to fight at full power if he had to; so running would have to do. But no matter what, he knew one thing. No shitty cannon was going to destroy his home. His Fairy Tail.

This was horrible. Mirajane Straus was staring the second blast of the Magical Convergent Cannon - Jupiter. The black beam was heading towards them, towards Magnolia, towards Fairy Tail. Last time, Erza had used her Adamantine Armor to shield the city away from the black wave, but she wasn't in the right position to deflect it again; instead she was stuck in the stupid robot-guild-transformer-death-machine-cannon. Even if she were here right now, it would have meant nothing as her defensive armour crumbled under the last attack. There was no way to deflect this attack, none at all. The oldest Strauss sibling cursed herself for being so weak. She had lost her sister and know she was going to lose the rest of her family. She closed her eyes, not resigning herself death, but praying for some kind of divine miracle. A god, a demon. Anything would do.

"Dankū."

After a few seconds, confused why she was still breathing, the white haired beauty opened her strong, blue eyes, only to see a firm figure, holding infront of him a beautifully crafted black sword, cloaked in an equally black, slim shihakusho. But what danced infront of her eyes the most was his bright orange hair. That goddamn bright orange hair.

"Ichigo..."

He had gotten there in time. He might have had to flash step the last few hundred metres or so, but he was there on time. Ichigo thanked the Earthland gods that he had the common sense to recite the incantation for the Splitting Void; there was no chance in hell that he would have been able to cast it otherwise, let alone deflect this intense cannon. Ichigo made a mental note to ask what it was later so that he could avoid it in the future.

After the seemingly endless wave came to a flashy finish, which was suprising considering its deep black colour and all, the Dankū cracked, shattering into an uncountable number of smaller shards only seconds later, eventually fading into the air. The teenager heaved. The one problem with the spell was that it continuosly drained magic from the user and wouldn't stop until the attack was blocked or the user was out of magic. That's why Ichigo only used it when he knew he was stronger than the attack, because if he wasn't, he would die. This however, was an exception.

Turning his attention to the glares of wonder and confusion focused on his back, Ichigo decided to find the final fragments of information, even though he probably knew the answers.

"Mira. Where's Natsu, Happy and Gray?" Mirajane simply raised a finger pointing towards the giant mecha-guild.

"And Erza?" The oldest Strauss simply nodded, even though Ichigo had his back to her and couldn't see her. But who was he kidding? He knew exactly where Erza was, there was only one place she could be.

Turning his head slightly so he could look at his muted conversation partner out of the corner of his eyes, Ichigo asked the final question he needed to hear.

"I heard some rumours about Levy, Jet and Droy. Mira, are they true?"

She simply replied with a strained whimpering sound, which was all the answer that was needed.

"I see." Mirajane had to focus on him this time. There was edge to his voice, but not the edge that she had heard a few times before. No, this was something much more scarier. It sounded demonic, as if his words could create a flame that would make hell's bow down in shame. It scared her, but at the same time, it warmed her, as if no matter how hot the flames burnt, they wouldn't harm her.

"Don't worry. Fairy Tail will be safe. Natsu, Happy and Gray will be safe. Erza will definitely be safe. I promise."

And with that, the cloaked figure paced along an icy path that had already been made to the mecha-cannon-guild, flash-stepping every so often.

Yes. Fairy Tail will definitely be safe.

GUYS! THE FIRST CHAPTER! Yeah, so here it is of the epic formally known as Of Demons and Fairies - Those of you who know where the title comes from shall receive the highest of fives! But yeah, I'm kind of really bad at double checking my work, so sometime soon I might have to get someone else to help me with proof reading my work; hopefully somebody that is better than me at this sort of thing! :P

Anyways, next chapter will be up as soon as I can; hopefully I can update this weekly, but we'll see. Either way, cya.