Okay, noticed that I totally spelt Ciara's name Cierra last chapter sorry. PS I wrote this real quick with no time to edit so sorry for the misspelling.

Ria pins her ears back in aggravation, lip curling back over her top teeth in a silent snarl as her magic fades, tails converging into one again, with the de escalation of a potential brawl. The two groups continue to glower at each other. She ducks under Laxus' restraining arm.

"I'm not a toy you guys fight over. You can't just come flying in ready to fight."

"Just because you have a problem with being a demon doesn't mean we do Seven. Don't you get it? We've been looking for you for months! Do you know how much trouble you caused?" Three asks irritably. "I haven't been able to see you in months. I didn't know if who had you and how long you had before hunters eventually got to you."

"Relax Kasey," Ciara soothes and bumps the demon back behind her with a feathered wing. "Why's your magic so low? You don't look physically injured."

Ria's pale skin flushes in embarrassment and the eyes focus onto the sand at her feet. Her bare feet kick at it for a moment. "I lost control and had a surge."

"Asvoria," the feathered experiment sighs.

"C'mon Ciara let her be she's young; her magic's going to surge every now and then," The brunette male jests and wraps a strong arm over her shoulder and a scorpion tail coils around the woman's waist. "Look, she's fine."

"She could be dead," Ciara rebukes.

"I wouldn't die," Ria mutters under her breath only to notice Ciara's eye on her and closing in on herself. She may not be a kitsune, but One was not to be disrespected.

"What the hell are you anyway?" Elfman asks in a gruff voice. "And what do you want with me niece?"

"These humans are really getting under my skin," Kasey mutters in the background only to be elbowed in the ribs by the white haired male standing beside her.

Ria answers before any of her siblings (three through six) could open their big mouths. "Ciara is the first of us. She was human once, but, well, you know. Niru is her boyfriend. He used to be human too. He's a manticore. They're the firsts; before they started bunching DNA together they just changed humans. Three is a domomeki; she's covered in eyeballs," The kitsune ignores the strange looks and points a finger at the white haired boy. "Basil is a basilisk and had the bad luck of being named by Three. Five and Six are twins, kind of; they were removed from their tubes on the same day. Five woke up first so he's considered older. He's an enenra. Mesi is a siren."

"Hey Ria? Are you okay? Mama said you almost drowned," Asuka asks as she removes herself from her mother to inquire her friend.

"I'm fine Asuka!" Ria chirps, ears flicking up. "My magic's back. I'm all better!"

"What are you calling my baby sister?" Mesi's nose wrinkles in distaste. "You're ruining it's meaning by shortening it like that."

"What are you talking about? It's just a nickname," Lisanna bristles.

"Bis sister named most of us depending on what we are. My name is means divine wisdom because people used to think we were made by gods," Ria explains. The kitsune grips Mira's leg lightly, mindful not to grip too tight even if her claws were retracted. "Ama, I'm hungry."

"Go see Ever; she'll give you something okay Sweetie? I'm just going to talk to Ciara for a moment."

"Oh come on Seven! I'll get you something! Want a fish?" Mesi asks as she runs towards the water's edge that frothed with sea foam. "Come on!"

The silver ears flatten at the image of the water as she edges closer to the ocean. Her tail twitches nervously as she paces the edges.

"We just had to save her from drowning and no one's taught her to swim yet Mesi," Basil states dryly. "Why would she ever want to go near the water."

"She's safe with me," The siren insists and twirls her fingers, water rising from the ocean to form a bloated sphere. It swirls as the girls webbed fingers wriggle in the air. "Water's my element after all."

"But it not mine. Just get me a fish."

Mira watches warily as the manticore walks over to pluck Ria away from the water. Strong hands curl under her armpits and swings her through the air into his arms.

"Alright big girl, I've got some jerky in my bag. You can snack on that."

Ria, satisfied and tearing her fangs into a jerky slice under Mira's beach umbrella guarded by Evergreen who became a mother hen the closer the six strangers approached the girl. The kitsune ignores the tension and burrows her head into Kasey's stomach, one of the few areas where the skin was void of the magic eyes that domodekis were known for. The blonde's hands, warmed by her fire magic massage the child's weary muscles.

"You're not taking her. She's my daughter by law."

"Us experiments have no parents. We only have each other. That is how it has always been and that will be how it remains," Ciara responds.

The two glower at the other with narrowed eyes and set jaws. The harpy's wings flutter with her pent up energy. Ciara didn't like it; she didn't like how her kit so willingly clung to-to this human who donned demon skin.

"You are not one of us. Don't think that you being able to wield demon magic makes you our kin. I was the one who kept her alive when they were about to kill her as a failure. She's mine."

Mirajane opens her mouth to retort when Ria lazily opens her eyes and focuses in on the two girls.

"Not a toy," The girl shifts into her fox form and stretches, not even caring that her claws raked against Kasey abdomen. A dodomeki would not be phased by the uncomfortable prodding as long as the kitsune didn't poke an eye.

"Why not let them fight. I want to see how this imposter fares against a real demon," Three drawls mockingly and her lips curl into a smirk.

"You got the guts human?" Ciara asks, wings rustling at the prospect of a fight.

No fighting! Ria's mental voice insists with a hiss through the minds of the beach goers.

"Not a blood thirsty fight Seven," Niru reassures. "Just a mock battle; a show of strength."

The ears flutter between positions, flickering into the air with indecision. Demon fights, even play ones, were dangerous and violent. Claws easily caught flesh and magic tended to blister when frustration began to build. A tongue darts out to lick her chops as Ria debates. Her fox head turns towards the harpy and eyes pulsate a silver hue.

"Fine Asvoria your rules," Ciara cedes and turns to the barmaid before her. "I am not allowed to use my nullification magic. There are to be no injuries that can cause permanent damage and we should try not to tear deep into the other's muscle." Dark blue eyes flicker back to the fox kit planted firmly in the sand. "She says something on you not using your abilities on me."

"I won't need to use my take over on you," Mirajane insists as tiles cover her body and break away to show her Satan Soul: Sitri. Her voice deepens as the horns at her head sprout and curl. "I have plenty of other options."

If the intimidation factor affects Ciara, the demon doesn't show it. Ria suspected it didn't, but it may have stirred curiosity. The kitsune knows her sister has seen many demons, fought many more, and rarely let something make her cower. Ciara was the original after all. Not the masterpiece the scientist claimed Ria to be once she stabilized (Ria's DNA was less than ten percent human, Ciara was almost a perfect blend), but still wonderfully powerful in her own right.

As strong as her ama is, the kitsune couldn't be sure who would win. Mira resonated a quiet magic, extremely strong in use before it buries itself again into her container. Asvoria has yet to see every take over that the mage possessed, but could a mimic ever truly compare to a human who's had her DNA twisted beyond recognition?

Ria's lithe form is gently lifted off the ground and Mira's clawed hands carefully held the kitsune babe to her chest where the soft fur caressed the skin of her neck.

"Relax my sweet. We will not harm each other. If she is so important to you I can not kill her."

The kit is placed into Laxus' arms and, due to his lack of knowledge on the manner, Mira fixes his arms so Ria is cradled by the muscles firmly and comfortably. The take over mage parts from her daughter to stand opposing the harpy. Hers arms cross before her, preparing to block an attack as both tense their muscles in anticipation.

Ciara flares her wings, black tipped feathers arching through sunbeams and her talons flex. Her scaled legs push her forward with immense speed, catching a few spectators off guard. Mira dodges the claws ready to tear into her protective armor. Ria had said not to sink clawed fingers into the other, but violent scratches were fair game.

Fire wields at her hands and the takeover spins, flames cycloning around her before bursting outward. Ciara takes it pretty well, although her feathers smoke slightly from the heat. The harpy turns toward the sky, best to use her element. Mirajane follows, fire jets keeping her suspended in air. She lunges and catches Ciara in he back with a clawed punch, sending the demon flying forward with wings flapping desperately to keep her straight. Her body cartwheels as winds soar beneath her feather and as her body stabilizes the wings glow with a dark hue as gales of wind push Mira away.

Something clicks in Ciara's brain. It's almost as if Ria could hear the lightbulb light up as the harpy surges forward and starts circling Mira like a hawk over prey. The bird creature blurs as her speeds increases and Ria's eyes widen slightly as the flames at Mira's hands and feet start to sputter out. The vacuum the demon created sucks the oxygen away and Mira's hand focus onto her throat as she tries to breathe as she begins to plummet.

Ria jumps from the ground, aera magic flaring and exploding the sand around her as she lifts into the air. Her dark sigils rise to vein across her silver fur as lightning forming in her mouth and sparks towards Ciara's wings. The zap shocks the demon out of her set path circling her mother and Ciara flaps the static from her wings, a surprised hue attached to her eyes.

That low One.

"That is strategy Asvoria. Fire needs oxygen; humans need it too. Two birds with one stone. She shouldn't have gone up against me hoping to only use raw strength. I'm more surprised you attacked me."

Ria can't snarl at Ciara despite her desire to. After all, you don't bite the hand that cares for you. That didn't mean that Asvoria didn't take kindly to her set rules being disregarded in favor for a rivalry. Her body transforms, turning into a more humanoid shape.

"Strategy or not, it's not a fight if the other can't fight back," Ria's high voice pitches in. "That's not a fair way to win a mock battle. You could have hurt her. I stop you. Not like my electricity would've actually done more than hurt. You got hollow bones."

"Hmph," Ciara huffs before returning her gaze to Mirajane. "Fine. I broke the rules anyway. My nullification magic kept you from changing form if your wondering why your magic wasn't working."

"One!"

"Yeah, yeah alright kit I get it. No one's perfect," Ciara continues with a rise of her lips. "I was getting a tad frustrated that she was actually strong enough to block me. I respect you human."

"My name is Mirajane Strauss. This is my guild, Fairy Tail. We didn't brainwash Ria, that mark is her guild sigil, and she has been my adopted daughter for months."

"Where did you find her?" Niru asks, drawing attention as he speaks up.

"Bosco slave trade on the border. We went on a raid job and she was offered by the bastard in charge as a gift. Brought 'er back and she's been with us since," Laxus informs.

"Urm, experiments," Makarov starts with an awkward cough. "Perhaps we should take this elsewhere."

"Yeah One. We need to dodge hunters. We don't need any of our animals skinned."

Kasey's response is met with annoyed growls and hisses.