Apocalypse of Blood
I do not own Fairy Tail or any of its characters. I own only The Archangels and Zeref's Angels. Shu belongs to Shallote. Wolf belongs to DyingWarrior.
Chapter 8-Anima Trip!
Gabriel half-walked and half-danced down the halls of the Grimoire Heart base as he pondered how to quicken the awakening of Michael and Raphael while he sang softly to himself,
"I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want. So tell me what you want, what you really really want... Well, strictly speaking I would like a Lacrima the size of Plutogrim." he said to himself as he came to a stop as Zancrow burst from inside his bedroom.
"Shut the hell up! Some of us are trying to sleep!" Zancrow shouted in his usual, crazed tone before Gabriel replied,
"Sound God's Dancing Wings!" Gabriel shouted as he spun on the spot and shot two crescent waves of black sonic energy that collided with Zancrow and sent the Flame God Slayer Mage flying back into his quarters with a crash.
"Ugh, how does Lucifer deal with these humans. They're little more than talking bags of puss." Gabriel said with disdain as he dusted some dust off of his boots of his new outfit. His new outfit consisted of an elaborated black coat with dark gray inner lining, with cuffs intricately decorated by silver-colored motifs, and many studs lined up the chest and the sleeves, which had armbands seemingly made of metal around them above his elbows. Below it, Gabriel wore a blue shirt, and he also sported a pair of silver leather pants held up by a studded belt, with more similar belts circling diagonally the upper parts of his legs, and black leather boots.
Gabriel resumed his voyage down the hall before he arrived at Guild Master Hades' office to see Hades poring over one of a Book of Zeref, with his forehead resting on one hand, no doubt trying to find a shortcut to help awakening Raphael and Michael.
"So, how's the search coming Grandpa Bad-touch?" Gabriel asked as he opened the door without knocking as he entered the room which resembled a library and was packed with bookshelves filled to the brim with texts on the nature of magics or austere manuals on Lost Magics. Gabriel wasted no time in pulling a text off a nearby shelf and flipped through it quickly before tossing it over one shoulder onto the floor with a thump.
"There is very little info on you and your kin. If only I had access to the tablet that was discovered when you were excavated or the book that detailed your creation." Hades said as he looked up at Gabriel who was casually tossing books off of the shelf and onto the floor. Hades blood boiled as he watched the Archangel dishevel his library, but he held his tongue out of fear. The Archangel could end him with a thought.
"Yeah, I think Luci has those. Probably was worried you guys would find them and pop the cork on us sooner. Too bad we aren't trying to wake Azrael, Uriel, or one of the other second generation Archangels, too bad most of them fell with Lucifer." Gabriel said as he opened a book on how to perform spells from the Arc of Time.
"That's wrong." Gabriel said as he pointed to a complex spell called Last Ages before he tossed it over his shoulder and flopped down on a chair across from Hades.
"Well, if we cant find them sir, perhaps we could find the Angel who penned them. Do you know how to reach this... Metatron." Hades said as he flipped to the back of the book where the author's note was kept and found the name.
"Yes, I do!" Gabriel said eagerly as he held up an empty hand before re-quipping a black and turquoise key to his hand. It resembled the key for a Celestial Spirit. The top of the key displayed several lines of miniscule unintelligible characters the shaft was equal parts colored black and turquoise swirled together before forming a black book covered in blue writing.
"Get your little boy band together and meet me in the meeting room." Gabriel said as he got up and made his way back to his room to prepare for the upcoming trip...
Later that night...
Hades stood before the Seven Kin of Purgatory in the large meeting room as they waited for Gabriel to appear. Gabriel was loath to be punctual, especially when every body knew he was in charge currently. The Archangels had authority over the Cult of Zeref that superseded anyone else save for Zeref's.
Ultear was dressed in a flowing purple Oriental-style dress as she leaned against the wall whilst her foot tapped impatiently as she waited for Gabriel. Zancrow was slumped over half-asleep as he leaned against the large oval table in the center of the room that they usually sat around when discussing guild matters one hand propped up on an elbow as he held his head up, only a few seconds from passing out from exhaustion. Caprico stood rigid next to the door with his arms crossed over his chest, behaving in his normal emotionless manner. Rex stood next to the head of the table, his thick tail waving agitatedly behind him. Meredy sat upright in a chair, obviously trying her best to stay awake despite the bags under her eyes. Rustyrose and Azuma were talking about something in the far corner as they waited. They waited for nearly two hours before Gabriel finally wandered in, picking his dinner out of his teeth. Zancrow caught sight of Gabriel before standing up and angrily commented,
"It's about damn time! What the hell took you so lon-urk!" Zancrow was cut off mid-sentence as Gabriel began to crush his vocal chords with a small bit of telekinesis.
"You shut your cake-hole." Gabriel said as he held up his clenched fist before finally releasing his grip on Zancrow's trachea.
"So Gabriel, might I ask why you'd gather us all here?" Ultear purred seductively as she reached out to touch Gabriel's forearm, halfway towards Gabriel's forearms Gabriel hurled her against the wall, pressing her face-first against the cold and unforgivable metal.
"Don't touch me, whore." he said before releasing his telekinetic hold on her."I brought you here to tell you our new strategy regarding the awakening of my brothers. We're going to wake them with this." he finished as he held up the key once more.
The room was silent for a long while as everyone waited for him to elaborate. When no one came forward Hades finally asked,
"Perhaps a demonstration is in order, Gabriel." Hades said cautiously, trying his hardest not to anger the Archangel.
"Certainly. Open, Gate of the Scribe: Metatron!" Gabriel proclaimed as he thrust the key straight out and turned it 90° before a dark purple magic circle appeared and a figure materialized in front of the seal.
The figure was a man of about 25 with wavy golden hair that went down to his shoulder blades. He had pronounced, strong, Aryan features with the cold golden eyes common to Zeref's Angels. He had the same broad shoulders and sculpted, toned muscles of a being bred for war like his brethren. He was dressed in white robes that hung loosely over his physique; swirling around him dramatically as he whirled to face his summoner.
"Gabriel, why have you summoned me? Faust will surely take advantage of my absence to turn the people and army more against us. Faust did not appreciate us seizing the power of the throne from him and has resorted to spreading sedition whenever I am away. I shudder to think what would happen if he used up the Lacrima I had accrued for Michael and Raphael." Metatron growled as he clenched his fist angrily.
"That's actually why I yanked you outta Candy Land. We need to get those chuckle-heads up and moving. Or at least Michael needs to be conscious." Gabriel replied casually before Metatron's eyes widened in shock.
"Are the End Times upon us? Is Michael ready to arrive upon the Chosen Field to do battle with Lucifer?"Metatron asked urgently as he pressed Gabriel for details.
"Chill out Shakespeare-in-the-park, Michael is hardly ready for that prize fight. He needs to wake up before he can train. But to answer your question, yes the End Times are almost upon us and we need your help."Gabriel said, more than a little frustrated at Metatron's archaic dialect.
"Alright, let us begin without delay, show me to our brothers." Metatron replied tersely. Gabriel gave a curt nod before he spun on his heel and led Metatron to the cargo bay, the Seven Kin of Purgatory and Hades trailing close behind...
Several hours later...
"That is as much power as I can give you without drawing suspicion from Faust and the rest of the kingdom. We would need to absorb a large amount of Earth Land Mages of high magical power to wake Michael from his slumber and continue our mining operation." Metatron said as he closed his micro-Anima portal he was siphoning Magic from Edolas through into the newest figure to appear in the cargo bay of the Grimoire Heart Airship. The figure stood facing away from Metatron as it observed the peculiar black crucifix-shaped Lacrima that stood before it. Gazing pensively at the figure contained within
"Fine, we shall awaken Michael and restore him to full power, even if it requires depleting Edolas of Magic forever. We are running out of time and we have limited time to rendezvous with Azrael, Uriel, and Raguel and awaken our Father." a new figure replied.
The figure was a man of about 27 with silky, silver hair that reached his lower back. He was taller than Metatron and Gabriel. His eyes which were normally an emotionless gold had begun to glow a bright blue bathing all in his view in bright blue light. His physique was obscured from view by golden and light turquoise armor, His appearance resembles that of an armored Greek god of sort.
The blue breastplate of his armor was decorated by golden trimmings with other decorative gold trimmings, and had narrow plates going up to surround his neck; the similarly decorated pauldrons were composed of two plates one over the other, with the top one each sporting a prominent spike-like protrusion. Similar protrusions, although less prominent, could also be seen on the armored gauntlets which cover the entirety of his arms; the greaves, on the other hand, possessed matching protrusion on them, with a particularly large pair adorning the knee guards, but are instead composed of plates attached to simple, thigh-high boots. The armor lacked a waist guard, instead sporting a decorated cloth hanging down from the breastplate to cover his armored groin and thighs, sporting a single piece on the front and back. In his left hand he held a spear with two tips attached to a decorated circle resembling a shield.
"Raphael, are you sure that's a good idea bro?" Gabriel asked questioningly to his newly-revived sibling.
"Yes, the time for waiting is over and from what you have told me Lucifer has lost access to his Angel form which means we should be able to vanquish him or at least subdue him with little effort. Fear not Gabriel, I have a plan." Raphael said as he turned to face the Seven Kin and Hades before he announced,
"Precht, I shall be taking Rex and Caprico to Edolas with us as we implement my plan we should return within two weeks." Raphael said before continuing without awaiting a response.
"Metatron, open an Anima portal for us so that we may depart." Raphael uttered authoritatively. Metatron nodded quickly before turning to face the opposite wall before extending an arm towards the wall as he began to intone his spell.
"Beh voh tah mo en. Tah beh geh sah. Bah bah loh en!" Metatron chanted as mist formed on the ground of the cargo bay before beginning to crawl up the wall and spiral together before sinking into the metal and forming a large black corridor that continued much farther than the steel behind it should have allowed. Without further instruction, the 3 Archangels made their way through the portal, the Goat and the Crocodile in tow behind them...
A few days later, a few miles outside Magnolia Town...
"Shu, for Buddha's sake, you have got to be more careful where you throw your Ice spells. You damn near castrated me back at the Succubus Eye guild hall." Lucifer called back to the busty, porcelain-skinned tactician who had come with him on his job to take down the Dark Guild, Succubus Eye.
Shu was dressed in her typical attire of a long sleeved black shirt with dark blue trim which exposed the inside of her sizable bust. He shoulders were covered by twin blue-striped black pauldrons and black spandex shorts that showcased her long, shapely legs.
"Jeez, would you grow a pair already? So I got a few inches too close." Shu replied caustically.
"No, you got a few centimeters away from them. That is several feet too close!" Lucifer exclaimed as he trudged down the deserted country road towards Magnolia Town.
"Pfft, whatever." Shu replied flippantly as they continued your journey.
"You guys shouldn't fight. You're both Fairy Tail Mages, that mean you're family; and families shouldn't fight." Wolf(the girl from chapter 2) chimed in from behind them, the Ice God Slayer doing her best to keep up with his quick pace. This was easier said than done as his Blood Dragon Slayer magic ensured his blood was approximately three times more oxygenated than normal and his Celestial Spirit physiology meant he needed about a quarter of the oxygen humans did, ensuring he could walk for almost three weeks at a breakneck pace without rest.
Thankfully, Wolf would get her rest as they climbed to the top of a hill on the outskirts of Magnolia Town and the sight laid out before Lucifer stopped him dead in his tracks...
"Whoa, what happened to the Guild Hall?" Shu asked as he she reached the top of the hill with Lucifer and Wolf to see that where Magnolia Town had once been stood only a crater of debris. Entire buildings appeared to have been ripped from their foundation what happened to their occupants, he could not say. Lucifer stood there deep in thought for what felt like days when he heard two soft flumps from behind him and turned to see that both Wolf and Shu had apparently fallen asleep on the spot.
"Just as I thought. You're not human. You're an Archangel." said a voice from behind him. Lucifer turned once more to see the source of the voice was none other than Mystogan, dressed in his usual attire, minus his face mask with all five of his Magic Staves slung across his back.
"Maybe, though perhaps I'm just immune to Sleep Magic. Blood Dragon Slayers have some weird physiology." Lucifer replied cautiously as he prepared to spring into action.
"Spare me your excuses. Just return the town to Earth Land and stop siphoning Magic to Edolas, or I'll make you do it by force." Mystogan said as he advanced on Lucifer.
"What the hell makes you think I did it?" Lucifer growled in reply, taken aback at Mystogan's accusation.
"Don't play dumb, you and your ilk, Metatron, arrived in Edolas years ago and taught my father how to create Anima and siphon Magic from Earth Land and then you told him to banish me when I confronted him on it." Mystogan growled as he continued advancing on Lucifer.
"No... We landed in Edolas 400 years ago. We settled in with the Exceeds before I fell comatose until waking up in the Tower of Heaven twelve years ago. Mystogan, I have never nor will I ever have truck with Metatron. Any human that was depraved enough to be adopted by the Dragon King and Angel-ized by Zeref is one I wish to avoid. Now, if you're done accusing me, I do believe we should get around to saving our guild mates. Let's see if I can remember how to do this. It looks like that portal is still semi-functional. So, I suggest you hold onto you underwear, this is gonna be a bumpy ride."
Lucifer said as he shook his arms out as he attempted to loosen himself up before cracking the tendons in his neck.
"What are you talking about? I'm perfectly capable of transporting myself to Edolas." Mystogan replied, bewildered.
"Now, let's see if I can remember how to do this right." Lucifer said as a crimson magic seal appeared on his back before three pairs of white, feathered wings sprang from his back extending to almost twelve feet across as they stretched out their full length.
"Like I said, hold on to your underwear." Lucifer said as he shot a hand out and seized Mystogan by the front of his outfit near the neck before launching himself high into the air. They shot higher into the air before Lucifer punched through the portal like it was so much rice paper before they found themselves flying toward the ground. About a hundred feet from the ground Lucifer flipped over vertically and spread the wings out to slow his descent before alighting on the ground with a thud.
No sooner had they set down on the ground, than six armored figures in plate armor bearing the crest of the Edolas Royal family had rushed out from who-knows where and pointed several nasty-looking spears at Lucifer and Mystogan.
"Freeze right there! You are under arrest by order of State Minister Raphael!" one of the soldiers proclaimed as they surrounded the pair.
"Dammit! Mystogan, if we die here, I just want you to know... You're a dick." Lucifer said flatly as one of the soldiers turned him around and secured his hands behind his back with a set of manacles before securing Mystogan's hands behind him before they pushed the pair towards a nearby carriage obviously modified to carry prisoners judging by the bars on the windows and the reinforcing on the door and window frames. Lucifer felt one of the soldiers jabbed the butt of his spear into Lucifer's back, causing him to stumble towards the carriage as one of the soldiers opened the door. Lucifer felt another of the guards give him a shove before the guard muttered,
"Hit the deck." the armored figure whispered in a voice Lucifer was all too familiar with. Without waiting for further instruction, Lucifer leaped into the air and in one smooth motion, wrapped Mystogan's upper body in a scissor hold with his legs and yanked him hard to the ground in a tangle of limbs. Without any other warning Lucifer saw two of the knights bend low and swipe the legs of the other four out from under them before knocking them out cold with efficient blows to their faces.
"Need some help boss?" the voice said as the person undid the manacles on him and Mystogan when the other knight still standing chimed in,
"Same old Lucifer, 400 years later and still a drama queen. Never could sneak in anywhere worth a damn." the other voice said as he hoisted Lucifer and Mystogan up by their collars and onto their feet before they turned to face their saviors as the two knights removed their helmets to reveal two men that looked to be in their early twenties, one with long, spiky black hair with a streak of gold through the middle cut shorter on the sides as it pointed backwards;(think Bickslow's hair) the other had crimson hair in a short bob cut with one side of the bangs framing his face reaching down to a several inches past his collar bone. Both had strong, handsome faces with bright silver eyes.
"Who are you two?" Mystogan asked, still fairly disoriented from his hard landing.
"Mystogan, may I introduce Lucifuge Rocale and Abaddon. Two of the best fighters that I served with when I tried to stop Zeref on his decision to annihilate humanity." Lucifer gesturing first to the black-haired soldier and then to the crimson-haired knight.
"We will have to catch up later, Lucifer. But for now, the Queen wishes to see you." Abaddon said as he tucked his helmet under one arm as he gestured with his head to a large island floating several miles away, high in the sky.
"Well, we'd best not keep her Majesty waiting then." Lucifer replied with an enormous grin...
Author's Note: Alrighty everybody, here it is. I will be taking a break after the Tenrou Island arc to finish up my first Sekirei story but till then updates should be fairly regular. Don't forget to vote on the poll and review if you have time. Happy Independence Day to my American readers and happy *insert nearest appropriate holiday here* to my other readers. This is the 19th Angel, signing off...
