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Gray took a deep, shuddering breath as he and his companion stood at the entrance to the ruin. This was the place where he had lost everyone that he had cared about. It was also the place where he met Ul and Lyon.

Midnight gave him a concerned look, and Gray mentally steeled himself.

"Can you feel it?" Gray nodded, a sick feeling pervaded the air. Something here was very wrong, besides the obvious.

"Come on, it's time to find out what exactly was calling to us." The mages cautiously entered the wreckage.

Gray inhaled a sharp breath of icy air as he observed the destruction for the first time since he was a kid. He could recognise almost every ruined building, every snow covered memory of days long gone.

Midnight gave him a few seconds, and Gray was immensely grateful to the other mage for allowing him the moment to gather his composure.

Once Gray felt prepared, the two mages continued, venturing further and further into the desolate city.

Eventually, they reached the un-beating heart of the city.

"This is the centre." Gray still felt vaguely nostalgic from the reminiscing before, and he could still envision this very scene with a glowing Christmas Tree, and the scent of snow and hot chocolate permeating the air.

It was a nice memory, and Gray tucked it away in the back of his head where he kept all memories to do with his village.

Midnight observed the other mage as he walked slowly up to a stone that lay in the middle of the clearing (that had obviously been knocked off of a nearby building during the attack), and wiped of the layer of snow that rested on top of it.

Suddenly, he noticed something flash past out of the corner of his eye.

"There's something else here!" Midnight hissed, and his companion snapped out of his state of remembrance. Just in time for another dark shape to appear at the edge of Midnight's field of perception.

The mages scoped out the perimeter but both of the dark figures had disappeared.

"What do you think that was?" Gray asked.

"Probably whatever was summoning us here." Midnight heard a dark chuckle from behind him, and span around. He came face to face with a glowing man. A man who had blood trickling from his nose, mouth and eyes. The blood was obscuring the man's features, so it was hard to grasp what he actually looked like.

"WHAT!" Midnight shrieked, leaping back from the glowing figure. Gray moved to stand next to his friend, but whirled round when he heard a noise from behind him. They were now back to back.

Midnight heard his friend's breath catch.

"Atsuko..."

"What?" Midnight kept his gaze on the glowing man in front of him, but he twisted his head slightly so that he could catch a glimpse of what Gray was looking at over his shoulder.

A girl was standing in front of Gray. She looked around eight years old and she was shining in a way that was similar to the man in front of Midnight. Her hair was so dirty and matted with blood and dirt so it was hard to discern what colour it was exactly, but Midnight assumed that it was blonde from the few clean patches. Her brown eyes were dull and empty, possibly due to the bloody wound on her abdomen.

"Atsuko... Atsuko was the friend that I was telling you about before. She died. She died just like that man over there, when Deliora attacked. This is impossible!" Midnight scanned the figure in front of him intently, but he couldn't detect the use of an illusion.

"They aren't illusions."

"That's impossible!" Gray's voice was angry but Midnight knew that it wasn't directed at him. This situation must really be taking it's toll on Gray, after all, they were in his destroyed city with his supposedly dead friend standing in front of him.

"What do we do?" Gray was trembling slightly behind him, they were standing close enough together for Midnight to feel it.

"Gray." The girl's voice was the most alive thing about her.

"Macbeth." Midnight's attention was fully diverted back to the glowing figure in front of him at the use of his real name.

"We have summoned you here so that you can save our city." they spoke in unison. Midnight felt his brow furrow.

"Why me?" The man looked at him mournfully.

"Because you two are the last survivors of this village." Midnight almost choked at that, and Gray also made a noise in shock.

"Wait, what do you mean? I wasn't here during Deliora's attack." The man smiled, though it wasn't a happy look.

"That doesn't make it any less your city. You were born here

and raised within the confines of this city for five years."

"But I don't remember any of this." Midnight felt a strange mixture of emotions churning inside of his gut. If this man wasn't lying... then Midnight had finally found where he belonged. And the place that he belonged was a pile of rubble.

"You were so young when you were taken from us. Plus you were hardly ever in the city, you're parents were often sent abroad due to their work and they brought you along with them most of the time."

"My parents, what happened to my parents? Why did they never rescue me from that place." The man's eyes were filled with regret.

"Your parents died the day you went missing. I'm so sorry Macbeth, but we couldn't find you. There were no clues pointing to where you had been taken. We eventually believed that you had died." Midnight felt a wave of sadness pass over him. His parents were dead, even without the demon's attack he wouldn't have been able to meet them again. He would never know a member of his family.

The shimmering man sighed, and wiped some of the blood and muck off of his face. Midnight started in surprise. The man's face was so like his own, even though there were subtle differences, there was no mistaking that there must have been some relation between them. The man's pained eyes met his again.

"Macbeth, I am... was your uncle." Midnight's knees almost buckled at this revelation.

"So I wasn't technically the sole survivor of the city?" Gray's voice was laced with hope. They had all changed position so that Gray and Midnight were standing together and facing the same way with the ghosts in front of them. The spectres both shook their heads, and Gray smiled slightly at Midnight.

"It seems that we have more in common then I thought." Midnight nodded numbly.

"Any way, whilst we both wish to catch you up on the past, the future is much more concerning right now." Atsuko's eyes bored into the boys who both shifted uncomfortably.

"Why, what is going on here?" Gray asked worriedly.

"A demon is rising."

Natsu came to an abrupt halt, breathing heavily and observed the hulking ruin in front of him. His companion did the same.

"So this is Gray's old city..." Natsu trailed off as a weird smell filtered into his nose. His eyes widened.

"That smells familiar." Natsu exchanged a wary glance as they cautiously entered the destroyed remains of Gray's old home. For a few minutes, the dragon slayers were lost, the unknown scent overpowering the traces of their friends.

They inhaled deeply, and once they had relocated their trail, they continued making their way throughout the city, displaying more caution then Natsu knew he was capable of.

Eventually they stumbled across a clearing. They gasped at what they saw.

Gray and Midnght were standing together and glowing faintly, their faces scrunched up in pain. As they watched in horror, tears trickled down the other mages' faces.

Standing a short distance away were two spectral figures, injuries and blood clearly displayed on their figures. Their hands pointed towards their friends.

Natsu howled in anger, and prepared to launch himself at the cause of Gray's pain. A barrier sprang up in front of them, and the spectral man shot him an dark glare.

"Do not interfere dragon slayers." He hissed in warning, and Natsu's fists clenched as the light around Gray and Midnight intensified, causing the mages to scream out and collapse to their knees.

Cobra beside him snarled as they pounded on the barrier. The few minutes spent like that could have equalled an eternity.

When it was over, Gray and Midnight were on their knees in the snow, grunting painfully. The barrier dropped and the slayers darted towards their prostrate friends.

Gray whimpered softly as Natsu pulled him into his arms.

"What the hell do you think your playing at?" Natsu growled, but the ghostly figures had disappeared.

Midnight and Gray coughed and rasped painfully, but then Gray looked up at Natsu.

"We can explain what just happened." Nasu and Cobra propped their friends up as Gray explained what had just occurred.

Just before Natsu and Cobra had arrived, Gray and Midnight stood frozen in horror at the words that Atsuko had just uttered.

"A demon... no Deliora is gone." Gray's eyes were wide in fear.

"It isn't Deliora. This demon is like a sibling of Deliora's, it's from the same monstrous family but it's powers are even more despicable." Dread filled Gray at that comment. A demon that's powers were worse than Deliora's. A demon like that could bring an end to everything.

"What is the demon's power?" Midnight also sounded deeply disturbed at the thought of such a powerful existence.

"It is the lord of the dead." Midnight's uncle sounded completely solemn.

"He plans to use the spirits within this town to bring forth an apocalypse. The dead of this town are full of resentment and rage due to their unnatural end at the hands of this demon's brother and thus they can be easily manipulated. However, there is one flaw to the demon's plan."

"Two flaws actually." Atsuko grinned.

"Yes. The demon needs every soul from this city to achieve full power and ascend. We believe that his powers are tied to Deliora's. Deliora destroys cities being ruin and death, and then his brother rises using the resentment of the lost souls."

Atsuko took over the explanation again.

"But there seems to be a catch to this power. Every soul needs to be collected otherwise the town can still hope. Thus you are the demon's greatest weakness."

"Wait, but if we are here now, doesn't that make it easier for the demon to ascend. All he needs to do is kill us." Atsuko and Midnight's uncle exchanged wary glances.

"That is true, however you are the only ones who can possibly defeat the demon. Not even the puppet slayer... never mind. Your strong ties to the city mean that only you two can weather the attacks of the spirits."

"Strong ties? I didn't even know that this was my village until a few moments ago."

"And aren't the spirits on our side anyway?" Gray and Midnight glared at the ghosts before them.

"Despite the fact that you were unaware of where your home city was, you still longed for it. That need for a home is a strong tie, whether you wish to acknowledge this fact or not. And the spirits are all under the control of the demon, except for a small few. Even we are under the command of the demon lord." Gray and Midnight instantly went on the defensive.

Atsuko chuckled desolately.

"Not at this moment, though he does call for our attention. We are free for this brief period of time due to the intervention of one of the resisters. He gave us strict instructions to gift you with magic strong enough to take down this high powered demon. As soon as we have fulfilled that purpose, we will return to the side of the demon."

"Hey, if this man had such power, why did he not take down the demon himself?" Gray questioned heatedly.

"For even he answers to the call of another. A servant of the demons, gifted with a small amount of power over the dead. A necromancer if you will." Gray shuddered.

"So one of the dead members of this city is being controlled by a necromancer, and the others are being controlled by the demon itself?" Midnight considered this with a deep feeling of unease.

"Three souls are currently resisting the influence under their own accord. Three souls who believe in you greatly."

"Who?" Both mages were intrigued, but Atsuko bought her finger to her lip with a cheeky wink.

"That's a secret for now."

"Why? Shouldn't we know who our allies are?" Gray was annoyed.

"Because you would put them in grave danger if you looked to them for aid." The boys were prepared to question the ghosts further, but then both of the ghosts faces creased with pain.

"Time is scarce, we need to gift you with your new powers before the demon whips up his army against us. I presume that the only reason for his current delay is that he doesn't see you as a threat." Midnight's uncle walked forwards.

"Are you prepared, the gifting of this magic will hurt as we are not trained mages?" The boys glanced at each other before nodding resolutely. This was their city, even if Midnight didn't remember it, and they couldn't let their people suffer at the hands of yet another demon.

"Then you shall be demon slayers." Were Atsuko's final words before the boys were barraged by agony.

Natsu and Cobra stared at their friends in shock.

"So you now possess demon slayer magic?" Cobra's voice was hoarse as they finally noticed the marks on Gray and Midnight's wrists.

"Yes. We now possess the magic required to destroy this demon and free the people of our city."


So Midnight and Gray are now demon slayers and they now know why they are needed for this quest. Let's see how they'll cope with fighting the ghosts of their pasts. Literally.