Chapter 3: Clash! Heavens and the Earth

*This will be a shorter version of the tower of heaven arc. Mostly just Jellal vs. Natsu, anything else would be pointless because their levels are much higher than they were in the canon timeline. Plus all of the characters who were involved there are either enrolled at magic high school or just now strong enough to provide any entertainment.

Jellal is currently at the level he was at in X791.


I own neither Fairy Tail nor Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei.


Modern Age: Clash! Heavens and the Earth

People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That is how they define reality. But what does it mean to be correct or true? They are merely vague concepts...Their reality may may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?

Magic is the power that alters reality.

Does that make magic the one and only truth of this world?

Magic was once believed to be the product of fiction and fairy tails.

Now it is fiction that reveals the truth that reality obscures.

Magic is the power that draws the line between life and death.

We are humans. We don't know what kind of people we truly are until the moment before our deaths. As death comes to embrace you, you will realize what you are. That is what death is don't you think?

Death is indiscriminate.

Good or bad, young or old, it doesn't matter. Death is unrelenting and equal to all. That is why it is so terrifying.

The true measure of a person's worth is not how they live, but how they die. It is not what they did in life, but what they did before dying that will leave their mark on the world.

Thinking back on it, this story is one full of failures. I was abandoned by my family. I took responsibility for my father's greatest sin. I threw myself into war. I've killed countless men, woman, and children for the sake of my country and my sister. And by today's standards, a failure of a magician. I am someone that nobody would ever give a second thought about.

Years ago, I would have willingly died for the sake of peace...or even to receive the answer that I had always wanted, if it was too late to become a real family.

Don't be so quick to throw your life away. No matter how disgraceful or pathetic it may be, keep fighting to find your way out until the very end.

For me it was a single girl who changed my whole life, my little sister.

I am a man with no past before I met her, as far as I'm concerned I didn't even truly exist until that fateful day.

I have no past, so there is no point in looking back. But I will never run from the present, or worse, the future.

This is my life. I may not leave a lasting mark on the world, but that no longer matters to me.

All that matters is that I can see her smile every morning when I wake up...and in my final moment as I die.


It was a beautiful day just off the coast of Japan in the Pacific Ocean. The sun was just beginning to set, so shades of pink, orange, and yellow could be seen all throughout the sky. Birds were lying through the serene sky and not a single disturbance could be seen in the landscape for miles. Waves crashed up upon a magnificent tower that looked to be made up purely of crystal.

However, this image couldn't have been farther from the truth. Inside of this tower, another scene was playing out, and could be compared to the complete opposite of the tranquil surroundings.

Dead bodies of Jellal's former subordinates littered the pathway up to the final plateau. Blood was splattered all over the sparkling crystals, coating them a deep crimson color as the entire floor was drowned in a sea of blood. Large cracks could be seen all along the length of the inside, signaling that the perpetrator behind this massacre had already activated his signature magic.

Natsu calmly ascended up the final flight of stairs, not a single drop of blood stained his pitch-black attire.

It seemed that they were too late in assigning him this mission, as all of the slaves had already been sacrificed an their magical power absorbed by the lacrima. From the information Natsu had gathered from the now dead men that were strewn across the tower floor, they operated as a cult-like following. Worshipping Zeref as their one and only savior in hopes of creating a world where the magic that conquered the world in ancient times was brought forth again and a new world where only magicians would reign would be brought forth.

This tower was known as the R-System, and it would serve as the source of magical power needed to resurrect Zeref. They would also need a body of someone with the the strength and magical power of a Wizard Saint to be used as a vessel for Zeref's resurrection. That is most likely why Jellal declared war on the Magic Council, he wanted them to send a Wizard Saint after him. How clever. And as a last resort, he would use his own body as the vessel.

The man had truly gone insane. To sacrifice so many people in the hopes of reviving a wizard who almost brought the world to destruction millennia ago in the hopes of creating a new kingdom of magic where only those with strength could exist? Zeref would more likely bring an end to the world instead of create a new one, that's even if it is possible to resurrect the man.

This was the start of a war if Natsu couldn't stop this man. Keeping everyone from dying? That was a little naïve for someone like him. It's war, people die. The only reason he was doing this was to protect his little sister.

With those thoughts in mind, Natsu ascended up the final entranceway and into the peak of the tower.

It was a large, open space that was made purely of light-blue lacrima, just like the rest of the tower, with large pillars of jagged crystals jutting out into the afternoon sky. Unlike the rest of the tower, there was no ceiling so that magic energy from the atmosphere could constantly be absorbed by the tower.

"I must admit, I hadn't expected those old men at the Council to send in you...this may prove to be more of a challenge than I had expected...but you'll make the ideal vessel for Zeref." A voice rang out as Natsu made his way to the center of the room.

The voice was clearly male. The man in question stepped out of the shadows into the center of the room, revealing his appearance for all to see. He was a man in his late twenties of average height with a lean, yet muscular, build. He possessed a pair of dark colored eyes, but his most noticeable features were his spiky, scraggly, azure hair and the red tattoo that he had under an above his right eye. His attire consisted of a high-collared, dark coat with heart-like designs running down the sides, plated armor which covered his abdomen, and dark pants.

"Jellal..." Natsu's distorted voice rang out as he finally stopped walking.

The magic power that was currently being emitted by the two was immense. It would take at least a hundred of the nation's top magicians to even come close to matching it. Not a single drop of their magical power was wasted there were no psions or pushions being emitted, this was pure magical power and potential. To be able to control magic in its purest form requires unrivaled control. If these two were to clash here, the fallout would be cataclysmic.

"I already have the magic collected by the R-System, now that I have the sacrifice Zeref can be revived. You don't even have to be alive when I cast the ritual, I will take the twenty-seven million idea of magic collected in these lacrima crystals and fuse it with your body! You will then be broken down and used to reconstitute Zeref's new body!"

This statement caused Natsu's eyes to widen behind his mask. That was enough magical power to cast a dozen different Strategic-Class magics in rapid succession. To gather this much magic takes an incredible amount of time.

"Twenty-seven million...?" Natsu questioned, more to himself than anything.

Jellal smirked after hearing the man's surprise. "Yes, I've been pouring my magical power into this tower for over a decade now, along with all of my subordinates and the sacrifices I've gathered. A Wizard Saint pouring most of his magical power for over a decade, that's quite a lot, that alone speaks to Zeref's strength! The best part is that even if the tower itself is destroyed, the magical energy within it will remain in the atmosphere because of the [Area-Effect Spell] I've applied to this section of the ocean!"

Natsu sighed in frustration. This would be much more of a problem than he had originally believed it to be.

"But don't worry." Jellal continued arrogantly. "I had gathered enough magical energy to stop having to use my own months ago... My power is at its highest right now! That'll be more than enough to handle you Havoc!"

Jellal was truly a mage to be feared. He was a practitioner of many different types of magic including, [Darkness Magic], [Binding Magic], [Self-Destruction Seals], [Telepathy], the four basic forms of elemental magic, and so much more. However, the magic that he specialized in was [Heavenly Body Magic], an extremely powerful form of magic that revolves around astronomical objects, such as meteors, stars, and black holes. He has tremendous mastery over this particular form of magic.

Jellal bent down on all fours and he deployed the activation sequence from the CAD around his wrist. A second later a yellow magic circle appeared beneath him and his body began to glow yellow. [Meteor], a spell that surrounds his body in a cloak of [Heavenly Body Magic], allowing him to move through the air at incredible speeds. Even is someone could detect his trajectory, it is nearly impossible to catch him. With this spell, he would assault his opponents with quick, yet powerful, melee attacks.

A moment later, Jellal blurred out of existence, leaving behind nothing but a yellow stream of energy.

Natsu saw that Jellal had activated [Meteor], so he quickly wrapped himself up in a veil of his lightning, which instead of being used offensively, was used to electrically stimulate his nervous system. This speeds up neural synapses to react faster, and push physical prowess to the absolute limit, allowing for tremendous raw speed.

Natsu wrapped himself up even further, causing his hair to spike up. This was the final stage of the [Lightning Release Armor], its speed was comparable to instantaneous teleportation. He would need it if he wanted to keep up with Jellal.

Just as he finished his spell, Natsu quickly vanished, dodging an elbow that Jellal sent at him in the process as the man appeared right behind him. Natsu immediately reappeared at Jellal's side and delivered a powerful backhand chop to the man. Jellal managed to move to the left and bring his arm up in time to block the blow, but he was still sent back a dozen yards.

Blood slowly dripped from the blue-haired man's mouth as he wiped it away with his thumb. He had made a grave error in misjudging his opponent, there was a reason that Havoc was known as the fastest magician in Japan.

Jellal disappeared in a burst of speed once again, as did Natsu.

Flashes of light ad bursts of lightning sparked in the air every time the two Wizard Saints traded blows. These were likely the two fastest mages in all of Japan, if not the world. Jellal cloaked his body in the energy given off by stars to speed up his movements and reactions, while Natsu was moving as fast as natural lightning.

Natsu blocked a backhand strike sent at him by Jellal and grabbed hold of the arm to pull him forward and delivered an elbow to the gut. Jellal grunted, but stood his ground. He recovered in an instant and sent a knee into his masked opponent's chest, sending the man back a few feet.

Natsu attempted to kick Jellal in the face, but the blue haired man bent backwards to avoid the strike. Natsu used his momentum to spin around and deliver a backhand chop to Jellal's chest sending him right into the ground, cracking it slightly. Jellal quickly rolled out of the way of a devastating stomp, as Natsu surrounded his foot with a transparent bubble, signaling to Jellal the use of his signature [Calamity] magic. He could not afford to be hit with one of those attacks.

Natsu did not give Jellal time to recover as he sent a kick at the man, still wrapped up in his lightning cloak, and sent him another dozen yards away into one of the large pillars of lacrima.

Jellal quickly removed himself from the crater his body had created and reactivated his [Meteor].

The two mages rushed each other at high speeds once again.

Most magicians favor training themselves in magic rather than in physical abilities. Only a rare few of them concentrate on both. This is not wrong, as this is a world based on magic and where much of your worth with be determined by magic. But unless you are one of the few magicians who can cast a spell in less than 0.05 seconds, the body will usually move faster. Those who perfect physical combat along with magic and [Movement-Type Spells] will be almost untouchable.

The Ten Wizard Saints are magicians who excel in both magical and physical combat. This is what makes them the strongest magicians Japan has at its disposal.

Natsu pulled out both of his trademark knives and charged at Jellal with high speeds once more. He sent a slash towards Jellal's face, but it was avoided as the man leaned back. He brought his second knife out and slashed Jellal across the chest before he could recover.

Jellal cringed and flipped back, however, just as he landed he was forced to dodge several stabs Natsu sent his way. Natsu was a master of bladed combat, even while Jellal had his [Meteor] active, the blue-haired man barely escaped death each and every time one of those knives was sent his way. With each slight movement of the hand, a scratch appeared on Jellal's body, whether it was the face, arms, chest.

Just after Jellal had managed to dodge a slash, Natsu brought his foot up and sent a kick into Jellal's chest, launching him into the air. That didn't last long however, as Natsu attached the handle of one his knives to a cable in his belt and launched it in Jellal's direction. The cable wrapped around the man's neck before a surge of lightning coursed through it, electrocuting the man it was in contact with.

Jellal summoned all of his willpower and cut the chord with a blade of [Wind Magic], after which he jumped backwards to gain some distance between them, causing the knife to stab through the crystal floor.

Natsu wouldn't give him any breathing room as he rushed at Jellal once more, retrieving his blade in the process and discarding the unusable cable.

With a swipe of his cloth-covered hand, Natsu swiftly sent a slash at Jellal's face. The man leaned back once more, thinking that he had successfully dodged, but not a moment later a sharp pain erupted across his nose and face. Blood gushed out of the gash that horizontally transversed the length of his face.

He gripped his face in pain just before a second blade was driven straight through his abdomen and he was kicked across the room.

The heavenly body mage quickly flipped in mid-air and recovered by digging his feet into the lacrima to slow down his momentum. He gripped the handle of the blade in his stomach and swiftly pulled it out, after which he crushed the knife with his enhanced strength. He seared his stab wound closed with a bit of [Fire Magic] before reactivating [Meteor] and rushing his opponent once more.

Natsu enhanced his last remaining blade with lightning before throwing it at Jellal, intent on piercing his heart with its superior speed and strength. However, Jellal saw it coming and shattered it with a powerful sphere of light energy.

The elder man continued his charge.

Jellal sent several beams of light at Natsu, which he dodged with his superior speed. Natsu sent a right hook at Jellal, but it was blocked with a slight cringe, after which Jellal sent a kick towards his chest. The kick was blocked using an x-shaped guard across his chest, but it did sent him back several yards.

Natsu jumped into the air above Jellal and brought a kick down, aiming for Jellal's head. Said man had no time to dodge, so he was forced to bring both arms above his head to lessen the blow. The power of the kick was enough to cause the ground to crack beneath Jellal and send his legs into it slightly, cutting them from the jagged edges of the lacrima.

Natsu was eventually forced to land due to the effects of gravity, and just as he did, he was forced to bend backwards to avoid a backhanded swing from Jellal's arm. The black-haired mage did a few backflips in mid-air as he was forced to avoid a large beam of energy being sent his way at close range.

Jellal forced his legs out of the ground as his blood dripped along the crystal floor. He reactivated his cloak of heavenly energy and sped towards his opponent once more.

Jellal brought out his right leg and attempted to break his opponent's ribs with the sheer force behind it. Natsu quickly jumped, getting just enough airtime to evade the swift kick, and retaliated with a kick of his own. Jellal used the momentum from his kick and separated away from Natsu, successfully evading the oncoming strike, and swiped his hand, sending several arrows of light towards the black-haired mage.

Natsu quickly saw the oncoming spell and activated [Gust], releasing a hefty amount of wind from his body, whichbegan to destroy anything within its immediate radius. This included Jellal's spell, the crystals protruding from the floor, and even part of the floor itself. Jellal was also sent back several meters from the intense blast of wind, leaving him completely winded and vulnerable for a further attack.

He noticed this opportunity and quickly flashed to Jellal was. Natsu cloaked his arm in a tornado and placed it on Jellal. "[Cyclone]." He placed his hand on Jellal's right shoulder, and propelled the winded man away from him, all the while inflicting heavy damage from the force of the tornado.

Jellal was paralyzed temporarily from that last spell, but recovered soon after his back impacted the far wall of the room. He spat out some blood before placing his hands in an odd symbol. His left palm was open and facing up with all his fingers were spread out, while his right hand was on top of his left and closed into a fist with only his middle and index fingers sticking out.

"Time for you to have a glimpse, of real destructive power!" Jellal yelled as seven magic circles appeared in the air above them.

"[Seven-Star Sword]!" Each of the seven magic circles released a tremendous beam of energy, piercing straight through the lacrima floor below and down to the bottom of the tower. The spell was cast with such speed that Natsu had no time to dodge, as he had already deactivated his cloak of lightning, ans was caught right in the middle of one of the beams.

As the spell ended, seven large holes could be seen that pierced right through the lacrima down to the floor below. Natsu was nowhere in sight.

"This magic is comparable in power to that of an actual meteor. It isn't so surprising that it was even able to deal with one of the Ten Wizard Saints...though it looks like I overdid it. Any further damage to the R-System would be a pain to deal with, the magic is already starting to leak out." Jellal commented as he walked towards one of the holes to see where his opponent's body had ended up.

Just as he looked into one of the massive craters, he heard a familiar voice ring out.

"[Sango]." From the floor below, Natsu unleashed a massive charge of electricity from his hand that formed into a wide blast and was used to devastate the entire area, with no specific target in mind.

The entire upper floor was caught in the blast as violent bolts of lightning shot up everywhere, centering around a large pillar of lightning until it exploded.

The aftermath of the spell was not pretty. A majority of the floor was torn apart and was barely being held together by small bridges of lacrima that looked as it they would fall apart at any minute. Storm clouds were beginning to gather above the tower due to the sudden increase in heat from the lightning. Jellal was barely standing after being hit with the full force of natural lightning, his body was mostly charred and his clothing was barely intact.

Natsu quickly turned his body into lightning and reached the top floor in an instant.

Despite all of his injuries, Jellal didn't seemed at all deterred that he was almost defeated or that his precious tower was in pieces.

"I'm going to finish you in an instant. You're going to regret standing back up again." Jellal stated

Jellal then bent down and pointed his hands downwards, with all fingers closed except for the index and middle fingers. "[True Heavenly Body Magic: Sema]!" He then began to move his right hand until it slowly pointed upwards, causing the now purple clouds to start to begin circling, creating what appeared to be a cyclone. From the center of said cyclone, a glowing orb began to form and grow in size until it reached the size of an actual meteor. The meteor then emerged from the circling clouds and began quickly falling to earth.

Natsu silently cursed as he remembered that Jellal was Japan's only other Strategic-Class magician. Not to mention that he was one of the only magicians alive who could call upon the activation sequence from memory alone, bypassing CADs and essentially putting him just below superpowers. If that meteor hit, then the whole tower would be destroyed and them along with it. Natsu was limited in this situation because he couldn't use [Calamity: Tremor] here, a creation of an earthquake and vibrations in the air could have easily have stopped this spell, but it also would have created massive tsunamis that killed hundreds of thousands of people near the coasts of Japan.

Other than those spells, he only had one other option. It seemed that he was short on time, so it was his only option at the moment.

"[Indra's Arrow]"

Using his [Calamity] based lightning magic, he released a massive amount of lightning from his body and shaped it into a large, blue ethereal skeleton covered in armor, lightning coursing all our through it as it solidified, around him. The ethereal warrior raised up its arms and a longbow and arrow conjured of lightning began to form as it took aim at the falling meteor. Not a moment later did the warrior fire the arrow, causing a powerful shockwave to form just from its release.

The massive arrow soared through the afternoon sky at tremendous speeds, easily breaking the sound barrier. Only a second after being fired from the tower did it meet the falling meteor and pierce right through it, it continued to fly through the dark skies as it transcended above the clouds before Natsu dispelled it.

What was Jellal's strongest spell imploded on itself and scattered across the night sky, forming much smaller meteors that rained down at slow speeds and finally found their home in the depths of the ocean floor, not even coming close to the tower. The impact of the arrow piercing through the meteor took the majority of their momentum away and were forced to scatter across the ocean's surface, no different from the raindrops that had started to fall.

This was Natsu's strongest non-strategic spell. It had yet to be determined if it was capable of being a Strategic-Class spell though, as that was the first time he field tested it. It was still a work in progress.

Natsu's attention had been completely focused on stopping the Strategic-Class magic that he failed to notice Jellal in the process of casting one last spell with the last of his magical power.

Jellal had his arms crossed above his head as all nearby shadows began to be drawn to him. A small black orb which was rapidly growing in size with glowing lights inside of it was brought into existence, and once it finally reached a large enough size, it was hurled at Natsu who had just fired an arrow made of lightning. The orb was incredibly dense and held a tremendous amount of gravity to crush its target. Its nature is comparable to a black hole, due to its incredible pull on the surrounding materials, people, and light.

"Be erased from existence! [Altairis]!" Jellal yelled just as he hurled the massive orb at Natsu.

Natsu's attention returned to his opponent and his eyes widened at what he saw. An enormous black hole was sucking in and obliterating everything in its path as it made its way towards him.

There was no time to move out of the way, so he willed the ethereal warrior surrounding his body to hold back the massive orb for as long as it could to reduce the momentum of the spell.

Slowly, but surely, Jellal's spell began to rip off the armor and the skin of his astral projection before the actual skeletal structure began to be crushed from the gravity. It seemed that Natsu had no other choice, he couldn't afford to worry about the safety of the coasts at the moment, surely Jura would have taken countermeasures to prevent ant tsunamis.

He took a stance and brought his left arm across his body and cocked it back, preparing to strike. Once again, his fist became surrounded by a large, transparent bubble, signaling the use of one of his most devastating spells.

As the large black hole destroyed the last of Natsu's ethereal projection, he slammed his fist into the air in front of him, producing massive cracks all throughout the air before him. That is when the vibrations hit. The full force of an earthquake began pushing the massive orb back and eventually taking control of the situation. The black hole slowly began to crack from the center outwards, until it couldn't withstand any more pressure and shattered into thousands of tiny pieces before dispersing.

The result of such a powerful spell to the surrounding area was indeed devastating, as the majority of the level they had been standing on was almost completely shattered and the massive crystal walls that had been surrounding them were brown away and crushed into nothingness.

Natsu's breathing had become ragged and he was forced onto one knee. His clothing was torn all over the place and the bottom half of his mask was cracked, revealing his jawline and mouth.

It didn't matter at the moment as the only other person here would be dead soon enough. He glared at his opponent from behind his mask for having to push himself so far. Had he not been limited because of his surroundings, this fight would have been over a long time ago.

"Wha-what are you!?" Jellal screamed, he was sure that his last spell should have killed his fellow Wizard Saint for good and he would be able to finally begin the ritual to revive Zeref.

Natsu wasn't even going to humor the man with a response as he would be dead in a matter of moments. He shut his left eye and began to build up magic there for the final spell Jellal would feel. '[Amaterasu].' Natsu's left eye immediately opened and produced black flames at his focal point, in this case Jellal.

"AAAHHHH!" Jellal immediately tried to extinguish the flames by using [Water Magic] with what little magical power he had left.

It was useless. The [Amaterasu] was Natsu's highest level of fire. The flames are almost impossible to avoid, the only chance his target had of escaping them when cast was to be fast enough. Maybe earlier Jellal would have been able to, but not when he was this low on magical power. There was no point in even trying to put them out. Once cast, the black flames can continue to burn for seven days and seven nights until their target is completely devoured by them, even if their target is other forms of fire. They cannot be extinguished, whether by normal means or by the most powerful water mage in existence, the flames will continue to burn. They are said to be the flames from hell and burn as hot as the sun.

It was the pinnacle of [Fire Magic].

Natsu watched on with indifference as the flames spread over Jellal's entire body before consuming him. His bloodcurdling screams could be heard for a few more moments before they ceased as the flames lost the shape of a human body and scattered across the crystalized floor.

Nothing remained of what once was Jellal, not even ashes.

Natsu sighed at the thought of having to tell his sensei how his younger brother died, as he extinguished the black flames. It was sure to be an unpleasant conversation. He had really wished Mystogan had been wrong this morning.

Raindrops ran across Natsu's field of vision as he looked around to the surrounding area.

'Now what am I supposed to do about this tower?'


First High School's campus was as beautiful as ever. Students on their way home from their second day from school could bask in the warm sunlight that saturated the April atmosphere. The campus was bathed in shades of pink, orange, and yellow as the sun was just setting. Though there had been some heavy rain, lightning storms, and other sever weather conditions off the coast of Japan, as reported by the terminals of every student as a precaution, they had long since subsided.

Natsu had been correct when he assumed that class would be ending later than usual today, as all of the classrooms, specialized courses, and club rooms had been available for all students today. Some students were even able to view specialized classes currently in session, those had been a large attraction for the events of the day.

The final bell had rang not fifteen minutes ago, and now all of the students of First High School were heading home for the day or to visit a café to spend some extra time with their newly-made friends, or whatever it is that they did.

At least, that was the case for most of the students.

Near the main gates of the campus, two groups of students could be seen arguing.

The first group was made up of primarily Course 1 students, as could be assumed from the eight-petalled flower emblem that adorned their left chest. They were led by a man and a woman, both of whom could be easily recognized due to their silver hair.

While the second group consisted of two Course 2 students, an older teen and a younger woman, and a Course 1 student. These three were Gray Milkovich, Wendy Marvell, and Mavis Vermillion.

This was not as unexpected as one might believe it to be as these two particular groups had been clashing all day.

Their first encounter had been in the cafeteria during lunch.

This particular group of Blooms had tried to order order Wendy, Gray, and Natsu to vacate the table that they were occupying in order to sit with Mavis, someone who they deemed had too high of a reputation to maintain to be associating herself with Weeds.

Needless to say things went downhill quite fast during that particular lunch. When the Weeds refused their demand, they were about to resort to violence before they were scared away with Mavis's illusions.

Sadly, that wasn't the end of it.

The second encounter of these two groups was this afternoon, during a visit to a specialist class.

In the remote precision laboratory often times referred to as the 'shooting range', a practical class was being carried out by 3rd year class A.

The main attraction to this class for the freshmen, Course 1 and 2 alike, was the Student Council President, Ultear Milkovich.

The Student Council was not necessarily chosen by grades, in fact, the only 3rd year student serving this term was the President. However, she was a prodigy in the use of remote precision magic, something that even awed her brothers every time they witnessed it. She had brought countless awards to the school and was used to promote the quality of magicians being taught at First High School.

She was also one of the big three, a group of the strongest and brightest students at First High School, Ultear Milkovich, Erza Scarlet, and Laxus Dreyar. All three of them would no doubt be accepted into the National University of Magic if they wished, and lead the way for the next generation of magicians in Japan.

Because of her reputation, many of the new students were packed around the range trying to see her legendary skill for themselves, she was something of an idol of the school. Her extraordinary skill combined with her astounding beauty and grace, she drew the attention of the students in more ways than one. Due to how many people wanted to observe the class, the number who could visit was limited.

Gray, Wendy, and Mavis had gotten there early and had camped up in the front row. Gray may have been her brother, but he rarely was able to catch a glimpse of her magic because of his own intense training and otherwise rigorous activity. This is what caused another major discord between them and the Blooms. They had not even bothered to put the fact that they were together with the freshmen representative, the Blooms led by Lisanna and Elfman were outright furious that they weren't able to observe the class where the 'Weeds' were.

They were still quite upset that they weren't able to sit with the freshmen representative during lunch. Being the freshmen representative was akin to being the most popular and promising freshman of the incoming class. The current Student Council President had been her year's freshmen representative, and they were damned if they would let a chance slip by to become friends with someone like that.

The third encounter was occurring at this very moment.

"Won't all of you just leave Mavis-chan alone? She has already made it clear that she doesn't wish to hang around with you any longer today! It's not the place for any of you to say otherwise, is it?" Surprisingly it was Wendy who was the first one to lash out at the unreasonable behavior of the first course students.

Normally, she was a shy and polite girl who would prefer not to stand out or get on anyone's bad side, but these people were really getting on her nerves. These Blooms just wouldn't take the hint.

This would either lead to a confrontation or one of the sides backing down. It would most likely be the former.

"Wendy-chan..."

Mavis was happy that her new friends were standing up for her, but she didn't want to put them through all this trouble. This incident would most likely lead to the first course students discriminating against them even more.

"Don't apologize Mavis, you aren't at fault in the least." Gray said, noticing her obvious anxiety.

"But..." She tried to reply, but she was immediately cut off.

"No buts. We may have only known each other for a day or two, but we're friends. And friends don't abandon each other. Besides, something like this was bound to happen eventually, better to get it over with sooner rather than later."

Gray was ready for a fight if it came their way. These pricks had been trying his every last nerve. He was usually calm and collected, but everyone had a breaking point and these first course students were coming dangerously close to it. He may have been a second course student, but he could be as dangerous as any other member of his family if it came down to it. Oh how he wanted to shove a sword made of ice through that silver-haired princess's chest.

Mavis didn't voice it, but she was happy about Gray's words. People who abandoned their friends and family were were nothing more than trash to her. This belief stemmed from how easily her Onii-sama's family was able to cast him aside and treat him as if he had never existed. She saw how hurt he was and she was there to comfort him. Seeing her Onii-sama in that state was what made her hate people like this with a passion.

Watching from directly in front of the Course 2 students, the Blooms were glaring daggers at Gray who was so easily conversing with whom they were striving to become friends with. That Weed was absolutely unworthy of associating himself with someone as beautiful and talented as their freshmen representative. They needed to draw the line between Course 1 and Course 2 so that instances like this would never happen again. It was how the school had always done things, so why stop now?

The group of Course 1 students were composed of Lisanna Strauss, Elfman Strauss, Lucy Heartfilia, and several other faceless students. It was not so surprising that these three in particular would be trying to attach themselves to the freshmen representative right from the start.

Off to the side of the two groups, Meredy Dragneel and Yukino Strauss could be seen watching the scene unfold before them, embarrassment obvious on their faces. The fact that they were related to or were friends with those trying to cling onto Mavis so eagerly, embarrassed them to no end. Right now they were beginning to question why it was that they even bothered with the three that were a part of that group.

Yukino was regretting that she had not gone ahead like she had previously been planning to do as per Meredy's request.

Meredy had been waiting for Lisanna, Elfman, and Lucy because they all lived in the same direction, therefore they had agreed to ride together in the same limousine provided for them by their families, Yukino usually chose to take the train and not associate herself with them, but right now, Meredy was beginning to think that she should just ride home with Yukino for the day.

Back with the two groups, the first course students were beginning to lose their patience.

Mavis, Gray, and Wendy had been planning to walk to the station together after the last bell had rung, as per what Natsu had instructed them to do. However, they were ambushed just before they were about to leave the school grounds by those Course 1 students who had been bothering them throughout the day.

Mavis had come to class today, thinking that she wouldn't end up being the best of friends with any of her classmates, but she would at least try to be polite to them. Those thoughts had been cast aside long ago, once she had witnessed how they treated her brother and new-found friends. Then they kept pestering her throughout the rest of the day. She knew what their real intentions were and she was not having any of it.

"What right do you have to keep her from us!? You're nothing more than a misfit group of lowly Weeds, nothing more than replacements for us Blooms!" Was Lisanna's harsh reply to Wendy's outburst.

"She probably wants to spend some time with us Blooms instead of you anyway." Was Elfman's reply.

All three of the members of Mavis's group were growing more and more irritated with every excuse that they sputtered out.

"That's right! We're sorry Vermillion-san, but we just want a little more time!" That was Lucy and that is where the flood gates broke loose.

Gray gave a hearty laugh at their selfishness.

"That's self-justification! Find another time for it. You've ignored Mavis's intentions and you didn't even consult her or anything. You've only driven her farther away from you with your actions. You're high school students already, don't you know anything?"

Gray's words and attitude were meant to provoke the other group into making a move, that way they could claim self-defense against the use of magic. It was rather clever if one thought about it. It was clear that these Course 1 students were getting riled up and had no intention of dropping the issue, there was no way of avoiding confrontation. Being able to clam that they were only defending themselves from the first course students was the least that he could do for Mavis's and Wendy's sake.

Oh but may Kami have mercy on his soul when Ultear-nee finds out about this. Just thinking about what his elder sister would do to him sent shivers down his spine.

As expected, his provocation enraged the two Strauss siblings in particular.

"Shut up! Another class, much less Weeds, have no business interfering in matters concerning us Blooms!" Lisanna shouted, while Elfman nodded vigorously to support his sister's words.

The one who reacted to these harsh words, once again, was Wendy. "Right now we are all just freshmen. It's only the second day of high school, just how much better do you think you Blooms are right now!?"

She wasn't especially loud, but Wendy's voice echoed throughout the school courtyard.

'Things are about to get a bit out of hand.' Mavis thought to herself as she sighed, her exasperation was drowned out by the enraged first course students.

"...If you want to know just how much better we are...then I guess I'll just have to educate you." Lisanna threatened.

"By all means, show us!" At Lisanna's threat, Gray responded aggressively. It seemed that nothing other than a violent outcome could be expected.

Lisanna smirked at the Weed's response. She had not even bothered to learn their names. While this violation was not only against school rules, but the law itself, she would put these Weeds in their place nonetheless.

"As you wish!"

Lisanna quickly brushed her veil out of the was and pulled out a pistol-shaped CAD.

CADs were generally restricted on campus.

The only ones who were allowed to carry CADs on campus were Student Council members and members of select committees.

The use of magic was strictly regulated by law, especially the use of magic against another person. Unless it was for self-defense, the use of magic against another person for violence was a serious offense.

The mere possession of CADs off campus was not restricted though, there would be no point. CADs are indispensable tools for modern day magicians, but they were not essential for the use of magic. CADs are meant to speed up the activation of magic, but magic can still be used without CADs, albeit at a much slower speed. Therefore, the law does not prohibit the mere possession of CADs off campus was not restricted.

However, on campus was an entirely different story. Almost every student at First High School brought a CAD to school, it was not unusual for magicians or magicians-to-be to carry a CAD around with them everywhere they went.

The procedure for students who posses CADs was to store them in the office before class started, and to pick them up after the final bell had rung. Therefore, it was not uncommon for a student to posses a CAD upon leaving campus.

Though if the they were to direst said CAD at a fellow student, it would become quite the situation...more like an emergency. There was a reason that magic was the favored weapon for the military, it was incredibly dangerous and often times deadly.

The situation would be even worse if the CAD was an attack powered emphasizing specialized CAD...just like the one currently taking aim at Gray.

There were two types CADs, general and specialized.

The general types placed less of a burden on the user, but they were capable of storing a wide range of up to 99 activation sequences. The specialized model is only capable of storing 9 activation sequences at most, but it possesses subsystems that were able to reduce the burden on the user, making the magic far easier and faster to invoke.

By nature, aggressive combat oriented magic sequences are usually stored within specialized models.

It seemed that Lisanna wasn't just running her mouth as she had been all day. The finesse with which she drew her CAD, along with the speed at which she took aim, and started the activation sequence proved that she was quite skilled.

There are many Course 1 student who are admitted to this school with excellent results not as a result of extensive studying of magic or because of intense training, but because good genetics. Those with genes from powerful and prominent magicians generally do not train or push themselves as hard as those without them do. Because of this, while their skills start off high, they remain stagnant.

The activation sequence was a blueprint of the magic they were about to invoke. It is a program that directs the construction of the magic ritual.

After expansion, the expanding activation sequence is then read by the magic processing area of the subconscious and variables such as coordinates, output, and duration are inputted, the result is inserted alongside the activation sequence and gives rise to the completed magic ritual.

The completed magic ritual is then taken from the operations area of the subconscious and transferred to the lowest level of the conscious, whereupon it can be projected upon the outside world, as the magic ritual projects the eidios, or information events, and refers to the event where information is overwritten.

Information is associated with events.

If the information is rewritten, the event will be rewritten.

As the nature of phenomena is written in psions, modifications to these will result in real world events being rewritten.

The amount of psions that a person possesses is determined by their magic power.

This is what modern magic is.

The process is transferred from the magician to the CAD, then back to the magician.

If this flow of psions is disrupted, then the magic dependent on the CAD will no longer work.

If the magic ritual is disrupted by anyway, such as the magician losing focus on the magic ritual, then the magic will also be disrupted.

Magic is a very fickle process.

"All of you stop right there! Using magic on others for any purpose other than self-defense is not only a violation of school rules, but against the law as well!" An older female voice warned as she lifted up her own CAD as she and another woman approached.

Though, it seemed as if Lisanna hadn't heard her as her activation sequence continued to deploy, while the rest of the Course 1 students turned pale at the new arrivals.

The situation was about to turn from bad to worse, as her activation sequence was almost completed. That was before a voice rang out from outside of the school gates.

"Will you fly, or will you fall?"

Before anyone could ponder what those words meant or who they came from, every Course 1 student was brought to their knees. An aura that radiated nothing but evil, despair, and death was dropped upon them with such magnitude that it felt as if their center of gravity had been multiplied by a thousand.

Every one of them saw the rotting corpses littering the courtyard.

The struggled to cling to their pathetic lives as they drowned in a sea of blood.

They screamed in horror as they were ripped limb from limb.

They cried for mercy as their beating hearts were ripped from their chest and crushed in the hands of a demon.

They stared into the soulless eyes of the devil as he made his presence known.

Mavis, Wendy, Gray, Meredy, Yukino, and the new arrivals were perfectly fine, but they could feel what was happening to the students in front of them.

The first course students who had been so high and mighty not a moment ago were drowned in an ocean of despair and hopelessness as their minds were tortured to the utmost limit as they were suffocated by the malefic killing intent.

The activation sequence that Lisanna had been shattered long ago, right after she fell prey to the suffocating aura that flooded their senses.

The group of students who had been causing so much trouble up until now had already succumbed to unconsciousness. The stench of urine stained their bodies, while they were left foaming at the mouth, some of them had even vomited before giving into their fear. Some of their minds had even given in before they managed to close their eyes, the eyes that were absolutely lifeless and filled with nothing but absolute horror and agony.

"It seems that not one of you could fly...I have no time for trash such as yourselves."

A moment later, the cause of all this walked through the school gates. His fairly long, spiky pink hair fluttered in the wind, his emblem-less First High School uniform had not a single spec of dirt on it, his face didn't have a single spec of blood tarnishing it. However, his eyes told those who were still conscious that he was in no mood to play around.

Normally, he would have only given them a small taste of his killing intent, but he was not in the mood for games. He had just killed the man he once saw as his elder brother, then he had to deal with cleanup regarding the tower and the Magic Council. He had just gotten back from Mystogan's temple after informing him of the events that had transpired and offering his condolences. This is what led him to unleashing a good fifteen percent of his bloodlust and killing intent upon those who wished to push his mood even further.

"Onii-sama!" Mavis squealed before rushing into the arms of her beloved brother.

His little sister's embrace may have been the only thing that was able to lighten his mood at the moment.

Mavis's cries elicited the attention of not only her brother, but every other conscious student in the courtyard as well.

All of them stared in shock at who had cause those Course 1 students to crumple to the ground in terror.

Natsu's attention drifted from Mavis, whom was still in his arms, to the other students in the courtyard. More specifically, the upperclassman who had only just arrived.

Ultear lowered her CAD, as she was just about to stop the activation sequence before any harm could befall the students, at least that was until Natsu arrived. She knew that there was more to him when they first met, but for him to be able to release such a large killing intent was even beyond her wildest dreams.

Killing intent is released through the control of both psions and pushions. While the psions are thought particles, pushions were based off of emotions. And by perfectly combining the two simultaneously along with releasing pure emotions and imagery, killing intent was produced. It was incredible feat, though most magicians their age were only able to produce enough to send a shiver down someone's spine.

She knew there was a reason why she was so drawn to this man, he is quite interesting.

The other woman Natsu had not yet had any interactions with. She was a young woman with long scarlet hair that reached down to her mid-back. She had a pair of chocolatey brown eyes, though her right eye was covered by her long bangs. She possessed a slender, voluptuous figure that could only be described as amazing. She too, lacked the usual veil on her uniform. Her white skirt was much shorter than the standard one, which revealed quite a bit of her thighs but it also gave her legs more mobility for combat situations. She also adorned a pair of long, black boots.

If Natsu's memory served correctly, then this was Erza Scarlet. According to the Student Council introduction given during the entrance ceremony, she was the 3rd year Public Morals Committee Chief, and therefore, it was not uncommon for her to make an appearance at a commotion such as this.

Natsu would leave the introductions for later, he had only just gotten to the scene but he still intended to fulfill his promise of walking home with his little sister.

"I apologize for bothering you senpais, but right now we really must be going." Natsu informed the two upperclassman as he gave a slight bow.

"Erza, it's fine already. No magic was successfully used, so there is no need to detain any of them." Ultear offered to Erza just as she saw her about to break out her CAD.

Erza relented upon hearing Ultear's words and relaxed her wrist that had the CAD on it.

"...Since the President has said so, you may all leave now. However, please refrain from being part of another incident like this one."

Natsu noted that it seemed as though Erza was a rather strict and serious woman, who paid close attention to the rules.

Natsu gave another slight bow before walking away with Mavis in tow. Gray gave one last look to his elder sister before walking out the gates with Wendy as well.

The two upperclassman turned their attention from the main gates to the unconscious Course 1 students. They both sighed before dragging away the Lisanna, who had been the only one who was about to activate any magic. She wouldn't be getting off as easy as those who were only about to defend themselves had. Had she completed that highly aggressive spell, one of those students may very well be dead. She'll be lucky to not be expelled after committing such a stupid act on her second day.

It seems neither one of them would be going home early today.


It was already well into the night, almost midnight in fact, as Natsu sipped on a glass of the finest wine he had, while he reclined back on the sofa.

He wasn't an alcoholic by any means of the word, nor did he drink on a regular basis, but it had been a long day and he needed a little something to help him relax. If he had been able to relax as usual, he would have been in his bed right beside Mavis as he held he in his arms, that's where she belonged after all.

He chuckled to himself as he remembered the pouting face of his little sister when he told her to head to bed on her own.

As he remembered this, he could not help but be reminded of why he swore to protect her.

She was his angel that illuminated the darkness in his heart.

The girl that had been by his side through all his ups and downs.

The only family that he had ever had, and that he would ever need.

If he had to become the devil himself to protect her, then so be it. He was already half way there anyways. Where there is light, there will always be darkness. As Natsu sat there all of battles he had fought in, all of the blood that he had shed, all of the lives that he had taken, all the lives that he had destroyed, all of the terror filled glares, all of the soldiers that he had left for dead, all the lives he had saved, and all of the families he had broken passed through his mind.

Many referred to him as Havoc, others called him a monster, some even thought of him as a demon who haunted their nightmares. He was a merciless assassin who killed with extreme prejudice, leaving none of whom had the misfortune of being his targets alive. Some thought of him as nothing more than an urban legend that was created by the veteran soldiers in order to scare the rookies. That was more along the lines of wishful thinking. He could remember the faces of those who had thought him to be a myth as he slaughtered them one by one.

He could only laugh when he recalled that there was a time when he thought war was unnecessary and strove to find a way to bring about world peace.

Oh how things change over time.

He had really lived a life that most people could never even imagine, many would have trouble differentiating between fantasy and reality if they were to listen to his story.

Natsu took another sip of wine as his mind drifted to what had happened this evening.

As planned they had left campus with Gray and Wendy, where they had a pleasant conversation about what had gone on with them and the first course students.

It seemed that some people from his past just never change. Lisanna had always been an obnoxious little princess. He smiled at the fact that there was no way she would get off without a reprimand on her official documents.

After some light discussion about the different models of CADs such as the one that was pulled on them, they finally reached the train station were they parted ways.

After a delicious meal containing lots of meat, fresh seafood, salad, and vegetables, him and Mavis began to wind down for the night. One thing that would never change about him was his enormous appetite. He had expended a lot of energy fighting another member of the Wizard Saints, so it was only natural, he supposed. Or perhaps it was due to the titanic amount of magic power that he had within his body.

Though he did come from two magicians, the majority of his own ability came from training both his body and his magic to the utmost limits. He wouldn't succumb to the normal belief that just because he was born with power he didn't need to train himself further. He had killed more magicians who believed that than he could count. After all, his preferred method of combat was pure hand-to-hand combat and bladed combat. Two fighting styles that were only enhanced with the use of magic.

There were times that magic couldn't be used, such as espionage or infiltration missions. Sometimes magic was no better than sounding off an alarm and screaming that you were there. Unless you had incredible control, psions and magical energy were quite easy to trace. Fortunately, he did have that level of control, but that didn't mean he could be careless.

Once dinner had ended, Natsu and Mavis took their positions on the couch, with Mavis choosing to seek comfort in her Onii-sama's arms. From there onwards, was a discussion of why Natsu had to leave during lunch and what had occurred not to long afterwards. Needless to say, Mavis was speechless. It wasn't everyday that someone committed an act of terrorism on the Magic Council.

Mavis deepened their embrace as if trying to comfort him. She may have not had any personal interactions with Jellal, like the way she did with Mystogan, but she remembered that he and Natsu were quite close during her brother's childhood, at least before he became a bounty hunter. He may not have shown it outwardly, but she knew that this was weighing heavily on his mind. She was his little sister after all, she knew everything about him.

She was his precious imouto. She would always remain faithfully by his side, even if it meant accepting a side of him that would paint the devil as a saint. She had always been there to comfort him when his heart was broken, or to wash away the blood that stained his hands after every hunt and mission. Taking a life had been hard in his early years, the only thing that would ease his conscious was bathing himself in the purity and innocence that was Mavis. She would be there to comfort him when he was lost, forever and always. She was his and he was hers. That is why they were blessed with being siblings, they were made for each other.

Naturally, he had been curious about the events that had transpired leading up to what happened at the school's main gates, it would be quite troublesome if he was questioned about it later and didn't know the full story. He had expected some of the Course 1 students to try and cling onto Mavis and follow her around like some kind of fan club, though he didn't expect things to turn out violent so early on in the semester.

What a pain, it seemed that everywhere he went trouble followed today.

Another thing that hadn't changed over the years was his tremendous amount of bad luck, it was as if he was cursed.

Sometimes he wondered if it was karma for everything that he had done over the past eight and a half years.

And it seemed as if fate still had plans for him today.

Natsu was brought out of his musings as he heard the phone ring.

They may have lived in an advanced age of technology where terminals were the foremost form of communication, but every home still had a phone. Such things as cell phones had been replaced by mobile terminals, however, when at home the preferred form of contact was through the house phone.

"May I ask who would be calling at such a late hour...? Though I already have a guess at who would want to contact me as soon as possible." Natsu spoke in a professional tone as he took another sip of wine. It seemed this night would go on for a bit longer.

"[Natsu...you sound all grown up.]"

"You sound as though the years have taken their toll on you...Igneel." Natsu commented as he held the phone close to his ear. Igneel may be one of the few people from his past that he was willing to have a civil conversation with. The only person he really hated from his prior clan was his father, the rest he just couldn't bring himself to care about.

There were many people that annoyed him to no end or that he wouldn't mind killing such as Lisanna and Elfman, if today was any indication to go by. But he just couldn't bring himself to hate any of them. Not because he wanted them to still accept him one day, but because any time he thought about them it just felt like a waste of time. Like his mind literally bored itself to exhaustion just remembering their names.

"[A lot has changed ever since you left...I made certain of that.]" His voice became cold upon remembering what the clan had previously been turned into by the clan elders before he reformed it completely.

"Ah, I had heard the rumors some number of years ago, though such a thing no longer piques my interest." Was Natsu's bland reply. He may have not minded talking to his former grandfather in particular, but he knew this talk was heading in the direction of the clan.

Though he was mildly surprised that Igneel had contacted him, himself. He had expected Loke to first make contact upon the clan's orders, though Natsu would have swiftly hung up.

"[...I have heard from Meredy that you are now attending first high school.]"

Well, she probably told him that Mavis claimed to be his little sister, so he may as well get this over with. Igneel was bound to find out eventually, as the head of one of the most prominent clans in the country his resources were near endless.

"...You heard correctly...I decided to attend school alongside my little sister." Natsu spoke calmly. He could practically feel Igneel's eye widen upon his last statement.

"[...What do you mean by 'little sister'...?]"

"I mean exactly what I said...I know everyone of the Dragneel clan's darkest secrets remember? Secrets that would put those files that I left you on the clan heads to shame...My father really was a bastard you know that?"

Igneel was perhaps the one person in the clan who was able to keep calm in every situation. He fought in World War Three, led the Dragneel clan for generations, and had lived through the birth of modern magic. That was the only reason Natsu was willing to have a conversation like this. If the Dragneel clan was left to their own devices, then they would no doubt uncover some information, and draw the wrong conclusions upon them. This would actually save Natsu some of the trouble.

"[...I see...]"

"If you even think of touching a hair on her head, I will destroy everything you've worked so hard to rebuild...She is my angel, I've raised her since we were children...she is my world...if this world were to no longer exist, then I may as well destroy everyone else's while I'm at it."

Natsu made it quite clear that if harm were to befall Mavis, then the entire world would pay the price.

"[...I understand...we shall not harm her...or at least the clan itself won't...I cannot determine how my granddaughters will react. Your disappearance affected them greatly.]"

"...I am not too worried about them, but I needed to know that at least her father's side wouldn't be trying to dispose of her...anybody who does will be dealt with accordingly. I don't care if it is you that comes after us, old man, I will kill them all...I'd like you to keep that in mind in order to spare the lives of your clan members should they choose to disobey." Natsu told the man, making his point clear.

From the tone of his voice and how calmly he spoke those words, Igneel could tell that his grandson was not just making a threat that he couldn't back up. He had always known that Natsu was a bit special, knowing this he had determined that there was no way he would leave the protection of the clan without a way to guarantee his safety, and now that Igneel had heard it from the boy himself, his little sister.

Seeing that the boy's practical skills in magic had almost been non-existent, despite the fact that he came from the highly skilled magicians, Igneel had determined that his only grandson was most likely a born specialist. Born specialists were often times the most dangerous of magicians.

"[You have my word that the clan will not make a move on you're little sister.]"

"Good." Natsu knew that there was more that he wanted to say.

"[That being said, will you return to the clan?...We could provide the both of you with the clan's protection and accept the two of you with open arms.]"

And there it was. Natsu knew that the man was asking this not because it was for the clan's benefit, in fact accepting an illegitimate child into the clan would have some major political backlash. No, he was doing it because he missed his grandson and so did most of his family apparently.

While Natsu appreciated the gesture, he had to much of a history with the Dragneel clan to return to it. He wouldn't be able to forget all of the heartbreak, loneliness, self-hatred, and much worse that he was inflicted, both by the clan and from himself. He had moved on from his need for love and attention from his former family...he only desired it from Mavis now.

'Although the future may be filled with despair and death, I will never stop moving forward. The past is just that, the past, but no matter how much I try to forget or move on, it will always be with me. I will keep moving forward to create my own existence, with Mavis by my side. No matter what others may think or feel, I will still move forward as myself.'

"...We both know that I was never really a part of that clan...there was a reason why I left all those years ago...I am Natsu Vermillion now, and that fact will not change."

"[...Natsu...the entire clan has been reformed, and not a trace of what it used to be is left. I won't have any of my fellow clan members serving as nothing more than puppets for a greater scheme...perhaps you'll have the chance to have a real family now...]"

"Whether the clan is still the same or if it reformed, it does not matter to me...I made my decision a long time ago. I am living my own life now and have no desire to associate myself with the Dragneel clan...as far as I am concerned, Natsu Dragneel never existed."

"[...Are you sure about this...?]"

"This is who I am, and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

With those final words Natsu hung up the phone, not waiting to hear his response. As far as he was concerned, all that needed to be said was said.

He quickly finished up his glass of wine before wandering to the bedroom. It seemed that the events from the day were catching up with him as he was feeling both the physical and mental exhaustion. Normally he would have been able to go on for days without feeling tired or needing any kind of rest, but just for today he would give into this feeling.

Natsu smiled as he entered the bedroom and was greeted with the sight of Mavis sprawled out on the king-sized bed, covered by nothing but a thin blanket. Though she would never catch a cold from the lack of warmth, as Natsu's arms were enough to keep her comfortable.

He looked on at her with love and adoration shining in his eyes. Perhaps a little too much for a brother to be feeling, not that he was aware of that.

Her sleepwear only accentuated her beauty. She was wearing lacey, black-colored lingerie that revealed quite a bit of skin. Actually, that was an understatement, her lingerie only covered her upper body and upper thighs and even that was see through. He thanked Kami that the most important parts were still covered or even he wouldn't have been able to control himself.

Though it wasn't doing much to hide her figure. Her slim, slender figure that was just perfect for her. She was thin, but perfectly fit from all the training he put her through. Her slim arms and legs that were perfectly smooth, her breasts were right in the line between B and C-cups, her shapely rear end that was just perfect for her, and that gorgeous long, flowing hair that reached down to her waistline. She was truly a sight to behold.

He didn't know if she wore such a revealing piece of clothing to sleep to purposely arouse him or to tease him, but it was certainly working. He shook his head, trying to get such thoughts out of his mind. His eyes traced every inch of her body before finally landing on her face.

He chuckled slightly at the sleeping face of his beautiful princess. Her cute, soft snores quietly echoing throughout the room. Even while asleep she was absolutely divine, as if she were a being of a higher realm.

He slid into bed right next to her and took comfort now that she was in his arms.

She was his angel. Only an angel could have brought light into the darkness that was his world.

Yes, he had made the right choice when he brought her into his care all those years ago.


Chapter End

I actually really like how this chapter turned out. It may not be as long as the other chapters, but I enjoyed writing this fight scene.

Some people left reviews asking if Natsu and Lisanna will make up, the answer is no. They have their past together and nothing will be changing that. She will only make a few appearances here and there, so don't worry about Lisanna bashing or anything like that. She will be mentioned in the storyline, but will not have a lot of major parts.

Erza will be in the story a lot more now that she's been introduced.