The basement was similar to the rest of the tower, except it was darker. There were less magical lights on the ceiling to light the way. It started out as a rectangle style room, that was also a bit colder, but there was a hallway at the end of the room, opposite of the staircase wall. Freya had already finished coming down the stairs, she moved slowly to be cautious and more so to not trip. Possibly the biggest difference to the basement was a sound, it was a slow, deep drumming sound, but it was quiet. Every few seconds there was a bum, it was the same sound, following the same pattern. It didn't take Freya long to see the sound was coming from a person, about halfway into the long room. Freya could yet see the details of the girl, but it was the pink haired Vicki. She had her little drum out, held in one hand in front of her body. Her drumstick necklace was ripped off and held in her frail hand, beating against the tight drum.
"I don't supposed you'd just let me walk on by, rescue the hostages, no conflict," asked Freya with a shaky voice. Victoria stayed standing still, but continued to drum. Quick footsteps were hustling down the stairs.
"Wow it is dark," muttered Glail. His words went out before Freya could check who it was and she recognized his voice instantly. A white flame lit up in the background, further showing who it was.
"No. As much as I dislike Ganiel and how is going about things. I'm getting paid to see his actions through. So I'd love to let you pass so Ganiel fails and to see his face when he fails. But then I wouldn't get pai-"
"We could pay you. Fairy Tail is not a poor guild," hastily offered Freya. Glail just shrugged, keeping his mouth shut as he trotted down the stairs.
"I wasn't done. Let a girl finish," growled Vicki. "I wouldn't get paid, which fine, you guys could pay me just as much money probably. But that isn't the only reason. I was hired by Black Empire, to be the body guard, to help ensure this weapon gets launched. So if this weapon doesn't get launched, I get blamed. And I don't want to have Black Empire against me, even if I have Fairy Tail with me."
"So, you'd rather be against Fairy Tail than Black Empire?" wondered Glail, only a slight annoyance in his voice. He came down on the ground floor, his feet clanking against the solid metal. He had one hand on the medallion around his neck and the other hand was extended straight forward. He stood off a few feet to the side of Freya.
"Well duh," answered Vicki with no hesitation.
"Well I'll grant your wish," loudly informed Glail, with his medal gleaming with a golden glow. "Medallion Mode." The medal just glowed off itself, not spreading its glow to Glail body but the white flames burned off both his hands more fiercely than ever. His fists were both out in front of his body now, with one above the other. The flames that burned off his skin formed a jaw with white flames for teeth, that was snapping itself before being launched right at Vicki. "White Lotus Dragon Gun!"
"Wait no!" screamed Freya but it was too late. The attack was already launched at Vicki, tearing through the air at massive speeds. Vicki still had time to dodge it, or attempt to dodge it, but she stayed still. She tapped the drumstick repeatedly against the drum, creating a quieter, quicker beat. But right as the flames reached her she pounded the drumstick down, still not making a very loud sound but the flames started to peel backwards, no fire reaching Vicki.
"Counter Sound!" happily chanted Vicki, bouncing her head around as she continued to beat on the drum, though it didn't affect the spell. After being peeled backwards the white flames swirled around to yet again for a jaw of snapping white flames, that this time was headed at Glail with almost double the speed. Glail had no chance to dodge and the attack was cackling more fiercely than when he casted it. Glail's medallion was still glowing gold, affecting his magic power which made the spell hurt even more as it engulfed him. The jaw closed shut and just ran through Glail's body. His scream faded away quickly as the consciousness was drained from Glail's body instantly and his knocked out body hit the floor.
"Gah idiot, using your strongest attack against mages who are better against strong opponents. I thought you were smart Glail," disappointedly muttered Freya. Vicki just had her head thrown back, laughing childishly. She threw up an energetic fist into the air.
"I have no problem taking on Fairy Tail, especially with this new power that was given to me by Black Empire," laughed Vicki. When her head lowered back down, she no longer saw Freya as a threat, not after how easily Glail was defeated. Freya was just looked at like an ant now. There was nothing different about Vicki's body or any different look to her spell. The Ankheiser's ability to do more damage to stronger mages was just a part of her body now, it happened naturally.
"I'm not going boast around about my strength or your weakness. And I don't really have any questions, that's not my mission. My mission is to save those hostages and you're in my way. So let's just skip the talking and get to the fighting," sternly said Freya, stretching her hands in the air.
"Yeah sure. I'll take out two fairies and then brag to Baron that I defeated more Fairies than him, well hopefully more fairies than him," rambled Vicki. Freya was already running forward. She had no spell prepared but she ran in confidently, with long strides. "Death Sound!" Vicki pounded on her drum, hard and fast. Shockwaves pierced the air, just a horizontal blade of air sliced right at Freya, about a foot long. Every time Vicki pounded her drum another blade was summoned. Freya wasn't the fastest Fairy Tail mage nor did she have any magic to propel herself. So the barrage of sonic waves slammed into Freya. Into her chest mostly, but a few spare notes clipped her arms and legs. The very last one before Vicki took a break, huffing, was a slicing note that went right through Freya's neck. After these notes passed Freya's body they hit the wall and dispersed, not causing any damage to the wall. But they also didn't cause any damage to Freya's body, not cutting, not bruising. They looked like they stung a little, evident by Freya cringing every time, but that it. Victoria had enough light to see her spells not doing the damage she intended, which made her grow increasingly frustrated. Her hand trembled, aching for more drumming but she needed a break, already pumping sweat from her forehead, clinging onto her pink bangs. Freya couldn't move during the assault due the violent sound and it took all her energy to hold her ground. But she instantly started running again. This made Vicki's eyebrow twitch in frustration. But she kept her mouth shut, she was a lady and a strong mage, she didn't need to have an outburst, she would still win. Freya still had a few seconds to get to Vicki so Vicki drew out a more powerful spell, sliding her drumstick around the metal on the outside of her drum. This action made her drumstick surge with an orange glow which she then pounded into her drum. Vicki herself was blown back a few feet, her heels skidding against the metal. Another violent sound came out of the drum, paralyzing Freya's body because of the crushing volume. What followed was a shockwave, glowing orange. This shockwave was round, the size of the drum and it powered straight at Freya. Freya bent her knees and stayed still as the shockwave charged through her chest. No blood was drawn, Freya didn't even cough afterwords. She seemed fine. Once again Freya started to charge forward after the attack ended, running just fine, only a light sting making her tighten her jaw. Vicki's lips jammed together angrily as he eyebrow flared up again, steam practically coming off her head. "I wouldn't care if you were dodging or blocking my attacks. But you're taking them head on, how aren't you dead?!" pouted Vicki.
"Because I can't die. I was given the nickname The Zombie for a reason," cooly said Freya as she ran up into Vicky's face. Freya planted her right foot down firmly as he left foot flipped up like a switch, planting right into Vicki's chin. The little Vicki was lifted off the ground, red forming under her chin and pain welling all throughout her head. Vicki fell a few feet down the ground, landing right on her feet but instantly collapsed down to her butt, her legs were shaking as the pain from the kick spread to her whole body.
"You're not that muscular. And you didn't use a spell, how they hell did that hurt so much!" whined Vicki. Frustration and confusion wanted to turn to tears. Vicki kept ahold of her drum and stick. Her legs still weren't ready to lift her body up so she slid her drum over her lap and got ready to play, hastily because Freya was charging in again.
"I did use a spell. I healed my muscles to their peak stage of performance, drawing out the most power possible. But I don't like to brag." Vicki's face just furrowed in frustration as she slammed down on her drum.
"Death Note!" Another horizontal shockwave was summoned, gliding a foot above the ground and slicing for Freya's legs. Like before the spell ran through her legs, creating a loud sound that made Freya's ears dumb but the shockwave itself didn't draw any blood. Freya swept her leg across Vicki's body, kicking the drum right out of Vicki's grip and sending it bouncing along the room. Freya jammed her long leg into Vicki's neck, pushing the little girl back and against the ground. With a powerful push Vicki's airlines were being shut off and she lacked the physical power to push Freya off. And she lacked the power to summon her magic without her drum. Freya didn't quit, she continued to push down while looking down at the younger girl.
"Since you were really confused and frustrated. I guess I'll explain it to you. My magic is healing magic, but my body is always healing itself, always. I can't die and I am healed immediately after. My cuts are sealed before my skin is even cut, my bruises are healed before my skin even turns green. I have mediocre offensive ability but amazing defensive ability. And no spells that can actually be countered, I was the perfect opponent for you. Sorry." Freya said that last word smugly and it was the last word Vicki heard before she faded into unconsciousness.
"My job has been completed, looks like I can have some fun," slowly spoke the creepy voice of a man who walked around the corner of the hallway. He witnessed the last exchange between Freya and Vicki. Freya was panting a little but she looked in pretty good shape. Glail was still laying on his back, completely unconscious. The newcomer was Doctor Rah Terrance. But none of his allies actually could remember his name, even Baron and Vicki, who had worked with him before. Everyone just called him Doc. "I was busy when you guys were invading so I actually don't know much of what is going on. Could you be a dear and tell me who you are and what guild?" The Doc continued to talk slowly as he walked just as slowly forward.
"My name is Freya and I am from Fairy Tail," loudly announced Freya, standing up straight. Her words didn't shock Doc, he just nodded along.
"Ah Fairy Tail. That makes sense. Well looks like you were able to defeat Vicki, which is more than Lamia Scale could do. And it only took two of you, and you seem in fairly good shape. Vicki took on like four scale mages. I don't keep up much with the light guilds anymore. But I know your guild name is a powerful name. And even if it wasn't, Vicki is defeated in front of my eyes. So that is power right there. Shall we begin our fight?" Freya stayed put, about halfway across the long room. She stared down Doc who was staring back. Freya just shrugged and his words and shook her head to the side.
"I was really hoping we wouldn't fight. You'd just let me rescue the hostages and leave. Is that an option?" cutely wondered Freya, puffing out her cheeks. Doc smiled lightly, like an old man smiles at a child and let out a little laugh. Doc stood at five foot five if he stood up straight, he was hunched over at the moment, which he usually was. Doc walked and talked like an old man, but he was only thirty five years old. He did have fading gray hair, but his face, especially his energetic, green eyes, showed his true age. His hair was also rather thick, and long, being tied back in a tight ponytail. Doc was wearing a white lab coat, that fell down to his ankles. It was opened, showing a tight blank tank top and matching skinny black pants. His shoes were heavy, brown boots that were laced up to his shins. There were no scars on his feet or was there a guild mark anywhere on his body.
"No, that is not an option. You see, I helped, at least fifty percent. Create this entire weapon, well the idea of the weapon at least. I didn't forge the actual metal. This is my experiment that I would very much like to see through. More than once actually, and so these hostages are important. Two S class mages alone are an amazing amount of fuel for my baby. But I'll give you a second. And then I will charge." Doc nodded again with his smile. There was no fear in this man, despite seeing his ally knocked out with his own eyes. Doc wasn't bursting with excitement for a battle, but he did want it. He kept his excitement inside his body. "I ought to be careful. Vicki was no slouch. Dash Drive!" Before Freya could even blink, she was on her back with a stinging sensation on her face. Rolling her eyes back she could see Doc's back and he was just starting to turn around. Freya groaned as she pushed off her palms to pop back to feet. Before she could get situated on her feet she was sent flopping back forward, with a stinging sensation on the back of her head. She saw the trail of a white coat and got a better glimpse that it was Doc running past her as he started to slow down so he didn't hit the wall. Freya couldn't stop her momentum, though she was able to place to hands in front of her chest to catch herself. Doc stayed emotionless, but he hummed a drab tune to himself as he trotted to turn around, getting ready to dart again.