Showdown!
The King of the Demons vs The Queen of the Fairies!
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"Erza, you're alive!" Lucy said. Surprised that she wasn't dead from the prison she was in.
"Of course I am alive. It's not like I have been stabbed in the heart or anything." Retorted Erza who crossed her arms over her chest. Wary of the weapon on her wrist and arm. "By the way, Tritonus said thank you for giving this gift to me. He was thankful that his soul could rest and piece."
"Gray," Erza said. Turning her head to face a puzzled Gray. "He also said that he isn't a psychopath that will kill anybody. Just don't freak from time to time, alright?"
"Freak out? Me?" Pointing a finger to himself. "When did I do that?"
Lucy raised an eyebrow. "You absolutely have no memory at all of what you did?"
"Yeah. I don't even know what I even did! So it's useless in trying to pry anything out of me."
Erza glanced at Makarov who is now sitting up on a rock beside Gray. "Master, when do I have to fight Kenapachi?"
He conjured a watch in his hand and looked at the time. His face darkened and looked up from his watch. "It's about the time when the sun sets, Erza. It's time to fight Kenapachi."
"Just where am I fighting him?" inquired the armored woman.
"Outside." Replied Reeko. Something felt…different about her. The air around her completely changed. "We were instructed to say that you will be fighting him on the rocky terrain outside this facility so we won't have any buildings to repair. The battleground is on the mountainside directly on top of us so don't try to fall. We won't have anything do with it."
"Eh?" Yatzua looked confused. "We were told to tell them that? I don't remember hearing anything about that?" He was immediately eating the dirt as he was punched in the head curtsy of the smoking lady behind him.
"Maybe because you weren't listening like you always do, Furnace head!"
Yatzua jumped off the ground and kicked Zoe in the gut with a roundhouse kick. "Shut up, Ash-for-brains! Your brain is probably clogged up with all the smoke you get from those cigars!"
Zoe returned the favor by kicking him in the crotch. Yatzua groaned loadly as the hit severely destroying the will he had contained, forcing him on the ground covering his sensitive spot.
"Hah! Now do you think that I have ash in my brains? I think I am smart enough that I can get the last laugh." She was laughing evilly over the dismay of Yatzua, who was sobbing over his defeat.
The people who were watching just looked at them as if they were the strangest pair there was. Reeko laughed from this embarrassment and scratched the back of his head. "Sorry about that. They seem to be always competitive around each other and want to one up each other. It's also in their blood apparently. Their fathers and mothers always seem to fight with each other just like them but at the same time they're good friends."
"Its fine, Reeko. It just looks like something I've seen before. Their like our Natsu and Gray but at a different temperament." Makarov gave a contemplating look. "However, they look like someone I've seen before in the guild. Do you perhaps have an album that tells them their family tree?"
"We might have it but never mind that." Reeko stated swiftly. He turned his back and walked off. "We have a battle to get to, don't we? Follow me to reach the station."
At the awaited battleground
The sky has reached a beautiful orange colour from the setting sun, giving off a sincere scenery to the savage battle that is yet to come. A lone figure was staring straight out to the sea, standing on the cliff edge and getting psyched for the battle.
He heard a crunching sound behind him and grinned. His combatant his here. "About time you showed up." He turned around and saw his opponent. He scanned her and grinned once more. "You sure you can fight in that armor? It looks like something to distract the opponent than to fight someone."
"Don't worry." Erza stated while she took a sword stance. Her stance resembled a fencing stance but the shield in her right arm was brought close to her chest while the sword was pointing at Kenapachi with all three prongs straight at his chest. "You will find that this armor will be a grand fight for you."
"Heh, let's see about that." He drew his worn looking blade from his sheath and took his sword stance. "You better be a challenge or I'll just be bored to death."
"Are you two ready?" asked Kirita at the sidelines.
"Ready." Erza stated flatly.
"Let's do it!" battle cried Kenapachi.
"Then let the battle begin!" The two combatants rushed immediately at each other, too fast than the eye could see, and their blades clashed, causing a mighty tremor that shook the ground.
The two immediately backed off before rushing into the fray again. Erza raised her blade and slashed it at Kenapachi swiftly but he blocked it with practiced ease. Then, Erza tried to strike him with an intense flurry of sword jabs aiming at the arm, the leg, the belly, and the head. However, Kenapachi dodged the flurry and blocked some before swinging his sword to strike. His moves were devastating and fierce as it left Erza in the defensive and draining the stamina from her. The moves were hitting her left and right and she could barely keep up. She tried to break away from the attacks but he only rushed after her, like a devil chasing after its victim. The battle was going on long and hard, nobody was giving a chance to surprise them.
Erza shield bashed him near the chest, causing him to stumble back and wheeze out some blood before twirling around him and striking out with her sword. "One. Two. Three!" Each call out was a strike to the chest before dodging a swipe to her neck and striking yet again. Each time, Kenapachi slightly staggered and the blood bled out from his wounds, furthering hindering his attacks. But to her surprise, he smiled maniacally from the extreme flurry of assaults. She slashed at him expertly, carefully aiming at his arms to decommission him but although bleeding lot of blood, he laughs it off like this is a spa or something.
"HAH HA HA HA HA HA! I LOVE IT!" He started to swing his sword like a maniac, no rhythm, no coordination, no sense of a sword style in it, just hack and slashing like it was the most greatest thing in the world. It looked like it was coming from everywhere, overwhelming the girl called Titania since she was barely blocking the strikes. One slash nicked her in the belly but the see through lightweight sea iron protected it well. However, it was still able to cut through it like it was butter, causing minor bleeding at the stomach.
"I'm surprised." Kenapachi said within his sword strikes. "Nobody was able to withstand this long in a fight against me except for really strong fighters. That just means you are the opponent that I've been looking for!" He gripped his sword with both hands and raised it above his head. Preparing for the strike, Erza raised her shield to block it. The blade came down like a guillotine and it smashed right through the shield, crushing the armor beneath it, and destroying her arm with a sickening crunch. Blue spots covered Erza's eyes from the pain and it took most of her will power to not scream in pain and remain conscious from the blow. She jumped back so she can get a breather and analyze her wound. Still useless, her armor was in tatters and blood began to ooze from imbedded pieces of shrapnel scattered across her arm.
"Against you," He began to say. He motioned his open hand to his right eye and ripped of his eye patch. An enormous amount of magic began to surge and grow, reaching wizard saint level and surpassing it! "I can fight with no restraints at all!" His magic began to show as she thought she saw a yellow skull of a skeleton the size of a person haunting behind him. He slashed the air and a yellow shock waved materialized and shot towards her as fast as a cheetah. With barely anytime to dodge, she deflected the shot with her blade and sent it off to the right, hitting a boulder.
She began to sway and stumble, that hit, although deflected, took effort to change course and stronger than it looked. She was exhausted and the blood loss was taking its toll. She was on the brink of collapsing and his opponent didn't seem to be breaking a sweat.
I don't have much time left. Thought Erza. "It's time to end this! Ragnarok!" She charged into the fray, creating a thin yet extremely sharp icicle blades hidden within tiny whirlpools around her while jetting towards him at speeds of a black marlin, the fastest sea animal in Fiore, swerving around so he wouldn't get a bead on her.
"I couldn't agree more!" He imbued his magic inside his sword and rushed towards her with a maniacal grin smeared right on his face.
The two met and parted quickly but it encompassed a white light and mighty quake that shook across the island. The audience could only look away but they could hear a crackling, a swirling sound of waves, gigantic ones, followed by a crash. When they looked back, they saw the battleground soaked with water, covered in ice shards, and both Erza and Kenapachi were unconscious and covered in blood.
"Get the medics!" shouted Asauchi. "They'll die out here if we don't do something."
People with white uniforms and red crosses on their shirts began to immediately bu carefully extract the two while placing them in floating purple and red stretchers.
"Congratulations." Said Kirita who was calmly walking over to the Fairy crew in the stands. She was speaking as if she wasn't fazed at the brutal fight at all. "You've proved your worth. You are now able to stay with us due to your prowess over your abilities and in combat. Let us hope they can make it out of this alive."
"Yeah." Solemnly said Makarov. Worry was etched in his face as he thought about Erza. She looked like she was meeting death. "Let's hope."
In Erza's mind
"Ow." Erza said. Holding her head since it was pounding up a storm. Clapping was heard behind her and she turned. She saw old man Trit clapping his hand, wearing a worn tunic and jogging pants with rugged pride. A smile was plastered on his face.
"Well done." Congratulated Trit. "You've bested the resistance's finest swordsmen while using my armor. Truly I am impressed. But," His mood took a dark turn as he continued to speak to Erza. "Remember what I said about after the fight? You will have to fight me to claim this armor. So," A bright glow embraced Trit as he changed from his clothing to the armor. His armor almost looked identical like Erza's but the stomach was fully covered with more durable sea iron material and his chest plate had a design of a monster face but only the eyes and mouth. His face was fully covered with the helmet and it was intricately designed with flourishing lines combined to look like a Japanese emperor with the mustache and single line beard dropping to the base of his neck. "Get ready to feel the wrath of the oceans, Erza."
Erza re-quiped into Tritonus armor and got into her stance. "Time to fight."
In the mainland. Inside a hidden science facility.
A masked man began to observe the magnificent view of the land below. Up here, it seems that you can get away from all the tragedies that war has brought upon this land. The man gave a nostalgic sigh. He remembered when this land used to be home to thousands of people walking down these roads smiling as they obliviously walked down their unknown destiny and lives. The sound of children laughing down the streets. The cheers of praise from the townspeople for the guild that used to be here.
Now, only the sounds of gunfire and roars of men can be heard over the city. Oh if only the future wasn't lead astray by those barbarians than maybe Earthland would've been peaceful still.
"All is lost between love and war…" he quietly remarked. He then heard the sounds of loud footsteps quickly heading his way.
"Sir!" shouted a subordinate, rudely barging in his study. "He is awake!"
"Good, good." Replied the masked man. Ignoring the urge to send him away, he turned away from his view to face the man. "It has been quite a while since he was awake. Maybe he could help us defeat those rebels once and for all."
"Um, sir. There was a problem with the reanimation."
"Oh? What is it?" impatiently asked the masked man.
"I think it's better if I show you." Nervously said the subordinate as he directed the masked man to the chamber. They both walked inside the chamber and looked inside.
"Okay, what's the WHAT THE HELL!" shouted the masked man. He took the instructor in his hands and started to choke the life out of him. "Why is he like this?" He hissed.
"I…don't…know…sir… It…just…happened…like…that." Choked out the instructor."
He dropped the man leaving him gasping for breath. He turned to the mishap. "Maybe this could benefit us more than it could destroy us."
He turned to the right to speak to a young child playing with his magic toys. "Hello, child." He smoothly said. "My name is Xavier. You have no need to be frightened by me. What is your name?"
The young child looked at him at curiosity. The child has black hair and eyes with white skin. His clothing consisted of purple robes with a gold trim and the neck guard was almost tall enough to cover his entire face. In a childish voice he said: "Um, I think my name is… something with a Z, I think."
"Keep thinking, child." Encouraged Mr. X. He gleefully thought of all the plans that he would put in store that uses this child. In fact, he began thinking of a way to put this child in a special place.
The child's face scrunched up into thinking. He thought long and hard before his face brightened up in accomplishment. "I think I remember now!"
Mr. X gave a happy smile. "And you're name is?"
"My name is Zeref!"
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