A/N: Hey guys, as promised, new chapter!

By the way, it seemed like there are some people who are not very sure who's going to be in Natsu's Harem, so make all things clear, I'm going to write them all here. The following won't be changed.

Erza

Mirajane

Irene

Dimaria

Brandish

Ultear

Sayla

Also, I have uploaded more illustrations up in my profile, It's Charon Dragneel v.2 and Ea Dragneel v.2

Dimaria's kid, Ria is coming soon.

Lastly, do you guys want OVA Christmas special or New year Special? If you want, what do you want me write about? If you tell me in either review section or PM, I'll make sure to read them all.

Beta-read by Burning Temptation


…Acnologia…

Apocalypse Dragon Magic = one trillion 1,000,000,000,000

..Natsu Dragneel..

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God Form = Aleph Null

Demonic Dragon God Slayer Magic (Curse + God slayer+ Dragon Magic) = G64

Demonic God Slayer Magic (Curse + God slayer) = Skew's number

Dragon God Slayer Magic (god slayer+ Dragon Magic)

-Elemental – googolplex

-Helios - googol

-Zeus - googol

-Demeter -googol

-Ouranos - googol

- Gaia - googol

-Poseidon - googol

-Hephaestus - googol

-Theodon – one octodecillion- 10 powered by 57

-Genesis – one octodecillion- 10 powered by 57

Demonic Dragon Form (The Dragon Prime) = one decillion - 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000

Demonic Dragon Slayer Magic (Curse+ Dragon Magic) = one octillion-1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000

God Slayer Magic

-Elemental – one sextillion (Combination) -1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000

-Fire – one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Lightning – one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Ice – one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Sky – one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Earth – one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Water - one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Metal – one quadrillion-1,000,000,000,000,000

-Reality (Has resistance to Time Magic) – one trillion-1,000,000,000,000

- Creation – one trillion-1,000,000,000,000

Etherious Form = one quintillion- 1,000,000,000,000,000,000

Curse Power = 1,000,000,000

Dragon Slayer Magic (or rather, Dragon Magic) (Natsu with restriction reduces these to a quarter.)

-Fire – 1,000,000

Re-Equip Mechanica- Varies

...Irene Belserion...

Elemental manipulation-100,000,000

Enchanting- 100,000,000

Reconstruction – 1,000,000,000

(The mass of the Earth- 5,900,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 kg- translation estimate in power= 99,000,000,000,000,000- nine hundred ninety quadrillion) It was the earth that almost killed Natsu, not Irene.

...Dimaria Yester...

Age Drive- 1,000,000,000

Take over, Chronos- 100,000,000

Time manipulation- 10,000,000

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...Brandish Mu...

Command-T – 10,000,000

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...Erza Scarlet...

Re-equip: The Knight- 70,000 :D

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...Lucy Heartphilla...

Celestial magic- 49.9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999

.( Be grateful that I gave you almost 50 Lucy. I wanted to give you a solid 1 but Jimmy said no.)

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Prologue

Alvarez Arc

Hargeon Arc

{{{Lullaby-Galuna Island Arc}}}

Tartarus Arc

Phantom Lord Arc

Tower of the Heaven Arc

Oracion Seis Arc(a possibility)

Edolas Arc

-Revelation Arc-

Tenrou Arc

-Ankhseram Arc-

- Ascendance War Arc-

-Universe 17 Arc-

Grand Magic Game Arc

-Dragneels Arc-

-The Garden of Millennium Arc-

-The Legends Arc-

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Prometheus

Chapter 27: Lullaby

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"So, here we are. Almost at Kunugi station."

Brandish spoke up from her seat, notifying the rest of the gang plus the extra member. She briefly eyeballed the woman sitting across from her seat, eyes locking for a short moment before the other mage looked away. However, Brandish's eyes didn't move. She eyed the woman continuously causing said woman's facial features to brighten ever so slightly.

The demolisher stared at her dumbly for few more seconds with her empty eyes. It only seemed to make the woman across more anxious.

She finally spoke with a straight face, her voice colorless, matching her looks perfectly.

"I see that you have finally succumbed to your gay nature, you ero-hentai-ecchi pervert. People would actually mistake you as a woman."

Just as the dark-haired girl tried to retaliate, she was rudely ignored by everyone else and was forced to quite down. Titania voiced out her thoughts.

"It would be best if we split up. Some of us can already be at their final destination and prepare for their plan while attacking head on with their guild."

Dimaria added,

"Why? We can just kill them all here."

Brandish questioned.

"What about Lullaby?"

"Well, that chick can summon it. She owns it so she should know better than anyone else."

Dimaria gestured, her metallic finger pointing at the ashamed girl. The time mages face was bashfully hiding underneath her dark hair. Brandish didn't comment on the gender assumption. Whether it be because she took no interest in the idea or another reason entirely. It was unknown. She did not express anything. At least, not out loud.

Erza pointed out,

"That doesn't really pose a problem, I suppose. However, I fear for the aftermath. If that woman is really from the council, if the others figure out that we forced her to summon Lullaby… Well, I don't know what they'd do to our guild."

The war maiden responded nonchalantly, crossing her legs before swinging them back and forth. A simple act of boredom. The whirring of the armor she wore was rhythmic almost.

"Our guild, hey? Well, if she is indeed the member of the council, then she's got a lot to answer for."

Brandish added.

"Like why she handed the Lullaby flute to a dark guild. Although she had answered, I don't think that was the truth but that won't matter soon enough."

There was a short silence, and other than the sound that Dimaria was making, it was completely still. Yet, one could hear the sharp intakes of the breath that the dark haired girl released. That was, if they were listening carefully enough.

"So, what is the final plan?"

Erza broke the silence. Then Irene replied, standing up.

"Simple, we play their little game."

Everyone looked at Irene with odd expression. Sure, they didn't mind it but Erza wondered if Irene had forgotten she was still in the middle of a test. Time was essence here. Irene continued,

"But like my lil' sis said, let us split up. That doesn't seem like a bad idea."

Erza nodded happily at her sister and her tailed wagged behind her. No one else was complaining, so the silence was taken as a confirmation.

"Suppose that leaves us with who's going where."

Brandish nodded at the enchantress's remark. She raised her hand and announced,

"I shall go face the guild. Anyone interested in joining me?"

Dimaria sighed. Untucking her other leg before moving her thigh, she stood up and gave a sympathetic look at Brandish.

"Well, poor Randi has no friends. So… I guess I'll just have to play a good girl today and entertain her."

The country demolisher's face crumbled as it became a lot darker than previous moments. Veins popped on her forehead, as she shot daggers back at her. Dimaria gave a mere smirk in reply. Irene seemed to be approving the team. She turned her side to the ashamed girl sitting on the train seats.

"That leaves us with just three. Isn't that right, Miss Milkovich?"

She lifted her chin just a bit to face the enchantress, yet she was still caught up by the whole situation that she had been thrown in. She didn't know how to respond.

It was just all too sudden. Her reveal as Ultear Milkovich and her complete fail of the quest she was tasked with. Not to mention, she was dragged along with herself fully exposed by the red-haired woman standing in front of her. Forced to sit down next to them like a pet or a slave. At least, that was how she felt. It was completely shameful to her.

She shook her hand slightly. She wanted out of this situation, now. It had already done too much damage to her pride. For now, she had to convey necessary information, an auxiliary mission appointed by herself, for herself. To think that this would be a necessary sacrifice to accomplish her goal, there was little comfort in that.

Ultear was an ambitious woman, and although she may be gathering information, there was no way she would tell the truth to rest of the council. Especially Jellal. She would only tell the truth to her master and him alone. If that woman wanted info spread about her then there had to be a reason behind it.

If there was anything she could do to retaliate, this was only option. Ultear stared back at the enchantress as she bit her lips, her eyes speaking of weak promise.

'Things will not go as you please, Belserion. Even though I cannot fight you, there are some things I can arrange.'

Irene let out a smug smile at Ultear's distress.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Then she turned to Erza.

"Would you like to follow me as well, Sis? I won't force you."

Erza replied.

"Well, sister. Technically you are still partaking in the test and I am still your supervisor. So, it would be only appropriate if I accompany you."

Irene nodded at her sister, and announced to everyone else.

"Then let us separate here. We all know what to do, yes?"

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"When is he coming? He sure is taking his sweet, little time."

The man's echo resonated throughout the small wooden hall as he walked around in circles. He was getting frustrated as second after second passed, the constant footsteps that filled the cold marbled room reminding him of the ever ticking time. He felt as if he was being mocked. By time, no less.

He immediately stopped. His eyes traveled to the entrance, and yet, there were still no signs of him. There were multiple dead rune knights dotting the area. At least they provided him with some level of entertainment. Killing prey was always fun.

His hand traveled to his scythe behind him, than to the handle as if he was about to draw it. But that slowly turned into light tapping. His fingers danced as they were itching to use the weapon. A weapon that would draw blood.

He was starting to consider hijacking the train, and getting Lullaby himself. Then a tap resonated through the halls. However, it wasn't his.

Something else. No. Someone else, walked. He quickly turned his back and slammed his massive scythe into the floor, cracking it into multiple pieces. He shouted,

"If anyone makes any more noise, I will decapitate your head!"

His guild standing in the background began to murmur before stepping back at their ace's anger. One of the small mages shouted back.

"What gives, Erigor?! We've done nothing!"

However Erigor wasn't buying it, and he smashed the ground once more, striking fear into their pitiful bodies.

"Silence!"

Voices immediately died down, and the trivial noises that shuffled the air such as clothes and sounds of moving equipment all dissipated as well. Yet, the chronical tapping remained, and it vibrated through the air. Only then, Erigor knew that it wasn't coming from his guild members. Someone else was here with him.

He voiced out his inner thoughts.

"Looks like he's finally here."

Finally, it was the moment that he had been waiting for. He was sure that this would be his opportunity to commit an act of revenge against the council and the rest of the mage guilds. He would do so by killing their masters first.

That sound, it had to be Kageyama's. It just had to be. He hated when things didn't go according to plan. Everything had to be perfect, if not, well, venting his frustration on the living always seemed to do the trick.

The lights that streamed down on through the entrance literally blocked all areas of view, so he could not tell yet. Then as the seconds passed, a figure formed. However, it was not the figure of someone he expected.

Erigor squinted his eyes, and they became clear in the light. A shadow formed. That of two people, both of them were females. He immediately grabbed his scythe and attempted to jump at them. However, something heavy was thrown, and using his own reflexes, he mercilessly sliced the object.

Something warm flew in the air, and it touched his blades, his hand, and his cold, rigid face. His pale and deathly skin was tainted with red hue, some of it entering his mouth.

He licked the substance and knew that it was blood. His eyes traveled around the flying object that was passing his body, that which he sliced in half.

It was a corpse. The corpse's intestines erupted from the bottom, and like a tail, it moved freely as it traversed the air. He could see the whiteness of the spine, and the dark red color of muscles. The dark shadows covered the rest.

His eyes traveled further up, and a lacerated white coat came into his view. Following it was corpse's arm, then its head. A head that carried such a familiar face.

That closed eyed, oddly smiling face. The dark hair. It was Kageyama no doubt.

Pieces of Kageyama touched the ground with a large thud, blood exploding around him. Yet, through all the chaos, Kageyama's face was still visible, stuck in an expressionless state for all eternity. Also, his bloody, white coat was now covering the majority of the gruesome vista.

The guild members stared at the sliced corpse not knowing how to react. There it was. The shadow mage... Dead. He was the one who was supposed to bring the good news. They began to step back, and some of them stared at Erigor in fear.

It seemed that he was the one who killed had killed Kage without reason. Erigor didn't speak. Something was going on, and it wasn't good. Then the figures that were obscured by the light became increasingly clear, and he was able to make out their full appearance.

A bikini and coat clad short haired girl from the left. A blonde girl with strange looking armor from the right.

The latter spoke aloud.

"Don't worry. He was dead long before you sliced him half."

Erigor couldn't help but grin at the introduction.

"Huh, then I assume you are the one who threw his corpse?'

The other raised her hand, her face completely devoid of emotion.

"No. I did, and one more thing..."

She motioned her blonde companion who didn't hesitate to throw something that she held in her grasp. It flew like a shuriken in the air, yet Erigor grabbed the object with ease.

It was Lullaby. He stared back at them in confusion, but then, that quickly exploded into a zealotic laughter. His face cringed like a mad man, and his protruded eyebrows only became more prominent. His mouth spread wider than hyena, his laughter was no different.

He shouted at the duo in delight.

"What kind of fool gives their enemies the goodies!?"

However they remained still, moreover, they looked extremely bored. They waited for something to happen.

"No matter. Thanks to you, I've got what I needed."

Swinging his scythe, he smashed the wall next to him. He gave a mocking salute to them and to his guild.

"Take care of them for me would you?"

With that, he vanished through the wooden crack, powerful winds blowing from behind.

It was all too sudden, and the silence and numbness filled in the air. Dimaria complained, placing both her arms behind her head. Much too relaxed at the current moment.

"That's it? This is much blander then I thought. So, Randi, how do you wanna do this?"

Her eyes gazed to the gathered guild members, some of them already drawing their swords. Then one of them spoke out loud, throwing his arms up in the air before yelling.

"Come on! You heard him! There are only two of them!"

Another agreed, and then another and another. The shouting became a mass synchronized war cry, ready for their assault. Brandish scoffed at their scream, from her point of view, this was all pointless child's play. She turned her eyes to her friend.

"Mari, let me take care of this."

The Valkyrie replied with an amused smirk and said,

"Do as you please, Randi."

Brandish nodded, and stepped forward, announcing to the dark guild with a calm and collected voice,

"No, I will fight you alone."

Their cries immediately ceased, and one of them, the one who standing in the very front shouted out.

"Hah! You alone?! Just where on Earthland is your head at? Do you really think you can fight us alone!? You must be delusional as fuck!"

A light vein appeared on her forehead. She replied.

"Even better, I will give you a handicap by fighting you barehanded, no magic."

Then she slid down to her battle stance, one leg out, one leg in and both of her hands staying out front, forming a tight fist next to one another. She glared at them with extreme killing intent. She continued.

"But know that you have no chance of laying a single scratch on me."

The man shouted, swinging the sword violently up front, he dashed at her trying to slice her apart.

Brandish ducked down. Her short hair following in grace, she then slammed her fist to the man's chest, breaking his ribs and puncturing his lung. Pushing the man aside with her leg, she motioned the next few to come.

They were all gritting their teeth so audibly, even by her standards. It only brought her some entertainment. Stepping forward one by one, all of them began to dash at her, swords raised above their heads, charging.

A blade swung towards her head, and she swiftly dodged to the side and grabbed the man's arm before rapidly twisting it until made multiple crunching noises like that of a breakfast cereal being trampled. The man screamed in pain and dropped his weapon. With no time wasted, she quickly punched the man in his face as she moved on to the next target.

A man came at her with a stab, but she turned her body 360 degrees and raised her leg, only to slam it with a terribly strong force at back of his head. Blood and teeth gushed out of his mouth and he collapsed. Then multiple daggers flew through the air, no doubt thrown by multiple attackers. Quickly sensing the incoming blades, she raised the man's body and used it as a meat shield. He screamed in pain as they pierced his flesh.

Brandish threw the man forward, disturbing the next set of flying daggers. Then she used the corpse as to jump in the air higher, and slammed her leg down on the next assailant's forehead. A cracking noise filled the halls, and with it blood came torrenting out of his skull, if you could call it that anymore.

A man with an axe rushed at her from behind, another from the side. Ducking down quickly she slide her leg in full circle. Both men lost their balance and fell, and Brandish did not hesitate to grab the men's axes, slamming them through both men's skulls, and she danced with them; an executioner's dance.

From a far, a mage caught her eye trying to charge up his magic. She pulled an axe out of one mans skull and threw it at the mage, from afar. It pierced though his chest, breaking ribs just from the force of the throw. It impaled his intestines and liver. Blood poured out of the wound as did many other internal organs no longer held down by skin or muscle.

She quickly turned her focus back to the fight, and was met with a blade flying straight at her face. However, catching the blade's handle in midair, she used it to disembowel the closest man, before decapitating him. Blood squirted out yet she didn't care as she moved onto her next target. Another man lunged at her, she responded by stabbing the blade into his neck. It cleaved through his throat like a hot knife would through butter. Letting go of the blade, she dodged a vehement slice.

It was large scimitar, and its curved blades sang of blood, but not for her. Dodging another lacerating attack by spinning, she used her momentum to strike the man's head with her boot. He quickly lost his footing and she followed with a devastating uppercut, completing dislodging his jaw.

Then a scream followed as man's dagger ended up pointing at her throat. Striking his sword arm, she disarmed him and turned him on his back before gripping his neck tightly, breaking it instantly.

That wasn't all, but the fighting paused for a second. Brandish could see fear and hesitation in their eyes. She took a good look around and of course, she was surrounded. Yet, there were corpses littered all over the floor, bathing in their own blood. She simply smiled at them as she wiped the blood off of her face.

"Just letting you know, I'm not planning to let any one of you escape."

Just as soon as she finished her word, one of them ran up to her with his hand charged with magic. She caught him by the arm and redirected it to one of his comrades, sending him off across the small wooden hall. Then she grabbed the former by the hair and smashed his face upon her knee. The man screamed and yowled. And so she continued to slam his face until it was nothing but pulp. He wouldn't be screaming anymore.

Another mage charged at her with a ranged attack charged and a sword equipped. Bolts of energy flew at her, but dodging them all like a feline, she let them attack their own members. When he got close, he raised his sword to take her down. However, Brandish rushed in as she slammed the man's stomach with her fist, crushing and rupturing his inners, tearing them apart by sheer force, and his spine exploded from the other side.

As she turned, a hand gripped her arm, and then the man's fist traveled towards her face. However, seeing the attack as if it was in slow motion, she easily dodged by moving her head. Then breaking the lock, she slammed the man's own fist into his face multiple times until he collapsed down on the ground, face mutilated with his own hands.

Brandish looking around and seeing only about ten left standing, rushed in to finish the battle. One of the brave charged at her with a spear. Blood splashing as they approached, she quickly ducked down and grabbed a dagger before the man could make it any closer. When it was close enough, she broke his stance by slashing the dagger at the spear point. The simple momentum of the attack was enough for the man to lose his footing.

Seeing one of their men in danger, another dashed from the side with a twin set of swords, flaring them violently. Narrowing her eyes, she moved closer to the spearman and pushed him towards the incoming attacker. The man using the spear was sliced up like a beautiful cut of the most pristine meat.

She used this chance well. The fallen man was used as her footing. She jumped and with the same dagger, pieced the assailant's eye socket. . He screamed in pain, and dropping both of his swords, he grabbed her hand trying to pull it out but it traveled deeper and deeper until it pierced his brain. Blood oozed out from his eye socket, from his ears and from his nose.

She whispered to herself.

"Two down, Eight to go."

She slammed her leg on the closest man's rib cage and brought him down. A man charged at her from behind, but foreseeing the attack, she grabbed the man's hand before using him like a club. With him, she slammed the former over and over and over until body was separated from the arm. Blood splattered around the area of impact. Another ran up to her and his last moment, he switched his weapon to fool her.

Brandish did not smile, but only stared emotionlessly as she broke the man's neck like a chicken.

She whispered once again in monotone.

"Five down, Five to go."

A fist flew at her, swiftly dodging it like nothing, she jumped forward as she threw her own fist right back at the man, hitting his jaw. Then she mercilessly struck his chest, then his face, then his stomach and on and on. A ballad of breaking bones resonated through the hall, and the man was reduced to a lump of bloody meat. Once down, the woman kicked the body and it smashed against the other man standing behind. Both were thrown into the wall.

There were only three of them left, and after all of their comrades fell within their field of vision, they felt hopeless. Most of all, without a single use of magic. That was the most fear mongering point of all. They began to back pedal. They all raised their hands in air in their own defeat and in hopes of surrendering. One of the men, without a nose and spiky green hair, spoke.

"Pl-please! We-we-we surrender! S-spare us!"

Another followed,

"We won't be bad guys anymore! Please! I'll give you anything!"

Yet, their pleas only fell upon deaf ears. She only replied.

"Seven down. Three to go."

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Natsu grabbed the gray sand beneath him, and let it fall from his grasp. Powerful solar wind blew all around him, blowing away the grains he just held. The wind pushed them far away, never once touching the ground.

Yet his gaze stared at the planet that shinned below him. The way the rays of sun bounced off from its surface was simply magnificent. He had seen many planets of different sizes, shapes and colors but none of them matched the beauty of his home planet.

He didn't know why but it did. It was almost nostalgic in a way. He wanted to destroy something at first, but now that there was nothing around him. Oddly enough, that destructive desire died down.

He just stared at the blue planet. He decided to take a seat and enjoy his solidarity. The whole Earthland was the same size as his palm.

Then a short thought struck his head.

'It would be fun to take over this world.'

However he quickly shook that thought out. There was no way he was going to take it over for fun. It was simply absurd. But then again, the beauty of the planet had captivated his eyes for a long time. He wondered what Erza and Irene would think from his vantage point.

He broke his contact with the blue planet and gazed down to the gray, lifeless ground.

The moon was always silent, and he knew that. The absolute silence, the loneliness in space. Usually it killed him. He had been alone for so long, and normally he would have dreaded it. However, from all the recent events occurring, some time alone didn't sound like it would hurt too much.

Then again, his thought traveled back to Erza and Irene. Maybe Dimaria too, but it was mostly Erza. It made him wonder what his feeling towards her was. The more time passing in this empty ground, the more images of her flashed in his mind and the more he began to reflect.

'What am I really feeling towards Erza? Do I just want to protect her? Or do I… love her?'

He couldn't tell as he was barely experienced with either.

It was surely complicated.

Many thoughts had come and gone, it was weird but some reason, he welcomed it.

His eyes traveled at the sun before closing his eyes. With his both hand on his back of his head, he lay back on the moon's grainy surface. Sand got into his hair, but his armor still on, he really didn't feel much. He only knew that it was soft from the feeling that he received on the back of his head.

Perhaps taking off his armor completely was a better idea. There was no reason for him not to do it now. His body glowed for a brief moment before the light completely vanished, leaving him stark naked.

He was a naked man on a moon. He didn't see anything wrong with it.

So he just decided to sleep. The warmness of the sand, and the sun provided more than enough to make his body relaxed. Fire Dragon Slayer magic was the first magic that he had learned so anything hot and warm was always welcomed.

He reminded himself to come to moon more often.

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"So… This Lullaby. It has to be destroyed no matter what. However, I wanted to ask you about the demon itself."

Erza questioned as she tilted her head.

Irene replied as she crossed her legs and arms.

"Oh? What is it, Erza?"

"Since we are the one who are destroying Lullaby, I thought you could tell me about its strengths and weaknesses."

The enchantress only let out an amused chuckle.

"Now, now Erza. I think you are mistaken."

The knightess gave her a quizzical look, and how she furrowed her eyebrow causing her cat ears to move. While trying to maintain her stern gaze, Irene giggled. It seemed almost too comical to her. Erza now being frustrated decided to ask despite Irene's giggles.

"What are you implying sister? I don't think I understand."

Irene answered through her small snicker.

"Sister, unfortunately we are not the ones who are destroying Lullaby."

Erza's eyes widened and she slammed the window in surprise. She shouted out loud.

"Sister! You must be joking! Who else is going to destroy the demon if not us?! As far as I know, no one else knows the demon is going to be released!"

Irene had to enchant the glass at the very last moment before Erza struck it. Irene put a hand on her forehead and deeply sighed.

"Erza, please don't attempt to break everything."

Erza shouted back.

"Sister! Don't change the subject! Are you telling me that there's someone else who knows about this!?"

She sighed once again.

"Erza, please. If you sit down and promise you won't scream, I will answer you. You are scaring the crowd."

Erza looked around, and her sister was right. People sitting around her gave her an odd look, some angered and some looking highly disturbed. Groaning slightly in frustration, she had no choice but to remain calm.

She replied.

"Fine…"

Irene let out a smile.

"That's better. As to answer your question, it's simple. Natsu-sama is going to destroy Lullaby. Alone."

Erza was going to scream, but she was able to shut herself up at the last moment before resorting to whispering.

"What?! Onii-chan is going to destroy the Lullaby!?"

Irene casually nodded, on the other hand, Erza was freaking out.

"Sister! How can you be so calm about this! I know Nii-chan is strong but I don't think he can face such demon alone!"

She continued.

"Don't you think we should help him at least?! Sister, you are the strongest, right? Right?! We could help him…"

However, she closed her lips when Irene put both her hands on her shoulder. She spoke.

"Erza. Of course, we can fight the demon, and to be honest, I can kill it before it realizes. But, that's not necessary."

Erza questioned.

"What do you mean, sister?"

Irene's gaze seemed to get darker.

"Lil' sis, are you sure I am the strongest? Are you completely sure?"

Erza was blank, and she could only murmur back as answer.

"B-big sis. What are you…"

Irene smiled at her.

"Erza… you are in for a rude awakening, indeed."

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It wasn't eavesdropping when they were talking right next to her so openly, and so far, she was hearing everything that they were saying crystal clear, not missing a single word. But of course, this woman sitting next to her wanted her to know everything that was going on, so it wasn't much of a surprise.

Once all the talking had been complete, she felt as if an arrow had gone and punctured her skull. It was just simply mountain over mountain of information. Also, this man. Natsu…

If there was one thing that she knows about him it was that he was a dragon slayer. She did recognize that dragon slayer magic is indeed a lost magic, and a powerful one at that. However, could this one really be that powerful? She did indeed hear that this man was stronger than Belserion… if so, and if indeed this man was going to face Lullaby, there was no chance of putting Lullaby under her command.

She smirked at those thoughts helplessly.

'What am I thinking; my mission is as good as failed.'

Then she lifted her head slightly when she heard their conversation once again cease.

Again, with her near- prisoner like state, she was starting to feel more nervous about the surrounding area and the sudden stop of conversation was one of those reasons. It felt like they were staring her.

She looked through her short bangs, expecting them to stare at her and perhaps mock her as every person would a prisoner. However, they didn't. They weren't even paying attention.

They were both staring at the window, and it seemed so peaceful. It was almost absurd. Here she was, worrying about everything, as tense as ever. And then there they were enjoying the scenery all the sudden.

It didn't make any sense. How come even Titania didn't seem concerned, she looked like she was daydreaming if anything else. Did they see this as a sort of picnic trip?

The train rocked a bit side to side, and the silence that captivated the area was quickly broken. What usually relaxed her was actually making her tenser.

She wanted to ask why, but it felt like she was not in any sort of position to do so. However, gulping down her rock like saliva, she calmed her senses and asked them.

"I have a question if you don't mind me asking."

Titania was the one who turned her gaze first.

"Yes, Councilmen Milkovich?"

"How can you be so relaxed? You do realize that this is Lullaby that we are going after?"

Irene answered, however.

"Councilmen, I don't think it is Lullaby you should be worried about."

Erza shout-whispered.

"Sister, you don't possibly-!"

Irene held out her hands, stopping her sister from commenting any further. She stared at Ultear without bad intention, but something about her smile was extremely disturbing to Ultear's senses. However, she simply closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

"I understand."

She was sure that Belserion was threatening her life, and there was nothing she could do to fix that, so she accepted it. Yet Belserion seemed to have different agenda.

"What do you mean, you understand?"

Ultear lifter her head and opened her eyes once more.

"What do you mean? Surely, I am your prisoner, someone valuable as me would have a lot of uses.

Irene let out an amused laugh which confused both women. At the end of the laugh, she responded.

"I believe you are mistaken. We have everything under control. Even if the demon goes out of control, it is still not a difficult task. So, no. I am not worried about it, nor should you be. After all, capturing it and putting it under your command failed miserably before you started thinking about it."

Ultear flinched visibly at Irene's word, and Erza was no different, confused and agitated from what she just heard. She wanted the truth.

"Sister! Councilmen. Ju-just what the heck is going on?! Why there are so many things I am blind too?!"

Ultear shouted also while maintaining the volume,

"How do… When did you figure that out!"

Irene pointed out, before giving a certain eye to Erza. She backed down knowing exactly what that meant. She did say she was going to find out soon enough.

"Please, I can see through your plan quite easily. However, you had everyone fooled so I suppose I can applaud you for that and I won't even tell. That aside, you should be more worried about what follows after."

Ultear questioned.

"What would that be?"

And Irene responded to her.

"The war is coming."

Silence. Once again, everything became so still. Erza and Ultear breathed in quickly, yet they couldn't let it out. It was suffocating, but there was nothing they could do about it. Not only that, they understood the situation but doubted it with their own ears and mind.

It was so devoid of sound that one could hear the AIR moving around the cabin.

The train rocked once again, and that sound of metal wheel rushing over a small lump on the track filled the atmosphere, but it was quickly replaced by silence all over again.

That was until Erza finally whispered.

"Irene? Sister?"

Irene didn't respond, only stared at her sister with her arms crossed. Ultear was just about to speak but a sudden announcement woke them up from the deafening void.

[Clover Town Station. Anyone who is going to Clover Town Station should get off the train at this stop, now!]

Then the message repeated several more times before shutting itself off. Silence filled the cabin again.

Irene was the first to stand up. Grabbing the staff that stood next to her, she adjusted her cloak and her leather jeans.

"This is our stop now. Come on."

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'Is it a bit too early?'

Erigor thought to himself as he looked down at the guild master's building, a place where all the guild masters would meet on a regular basis. From the air, the town was filled with people, houses to houses, and allies to allies. They were all useless to him. They served no purpose in his revenge plan. He had to kill those who had powers. He then gazed to the flute and a smile formed on his elongated face as all the joy rushed into his head.

"But soon, very soon, the act of revenge will be mine to commit. I will kill everyone who defies me with this flute! I shall hold the ultimate power!"

Grabbing the flute a little tighter in anticipation of what's to come, he roared in laughter.

It was a simple joy, and the idea that he will have such sweet revenge really allowed him to do anything. If that was the case, he was willing to wait until they all arrived. He wasn't very far away, and he could see the carriages. He could even make out people's faces from this distance.

There was no problem. He knew when to blow the flute and when not to. He just had to see those fuckers crawl into the building and that was all he needed for his final agenda to take action.

A second passed.

Then it became minute, and then it turned into an hour.

Erigor was trying to be patient and he had the reason and time to be. However, he didn't want too. He was the one who had the God's scythe after all. He could kill them anytime with the item that he was holding. He would kill them all at once.

He wondered what kind of face they would make as they died.

Then his eyes flashed at the scene that played out in front of him. An ordinary carriage parked in front of the building was opened. But it wasn't the carriage that interested him. No. It was the middle aged man stepping out of the carriage. That was his prime goal. His aged hands lifted the curtains and door, clearing any speculation the reaper had left. There he was, and he was absolutely sure now. That short man was so short, and that unmistakable spiky white hair that stuck out in tufts. It had to be the master of the flies' guild.

"Fairy Tail."

He had no doubt.

If that man was here, that meant all the other guild masters were also here.

Once again, a feral grin formed across his lips.

"Oh? Looks like all my plans have fruited now."

He gazed at the odd skull of the flute and asked. No. It was really more of a declaration.

"The time has finally come! Do you lust the end? I shall grant it to you."

"Let them hear the beautiful song of death."

He lifted the flute to his lips, putting it in a position to play. Just as he was about to exhale the wind, he was rudely interrupted.

"Cease this at once!"

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"Don't we have to hurry?"

Erza asked while looking at the magical car that was parked on the street. Irene and Ultear followed it as well.

"Why so, sister?"

Irene questioned back. It almost felt like she was testing her. Annoyed by her antics she furrowed her eyebrows and pouted.

"Isn't it obvious? Even though Randi and Mari took care of the guild, someone must have escaped to start their final plan, and I assume they let one go intentionally or else there wouldn't be a reason for them to hand over Lullaby. After all, you told all of us to play the fool. Then that would mean someone is ready to summon Lullaby at Clover town!"

Irene smiled and petted her hair adorably while rubbing her cat ears as well. Erza blushed at the sensation all the sudden. Cringing from the sudden mesmerizing pleasure, she complained.

"Sister! Stop doing that!"

Irene however insisted.

"Erza, you are right, but still. Trust me. Time is on our side."

Then she turned to Ultear.

"Now councilmen. Why don't we take a little walk?"

Ultear didn't respond, only staring daggers at Irene, yet all she returned was smile.

"I can feel the demonic presence not too far away from here. Whoever is carrying it must be near."

Irene announced to all, and Erza replied.

"I see, what should we do with him?"

Irene tapped her chin with her finger for a moment, before snapping her fingers.

"How about you fight him, Erza?"

The knightess pointed to herself.

"Eh? Me? Not a problem sister…"

Erza seemed little shocked by Irene's sudden decision. Ultear followed,

"I think what your sister meant was your plan on taking him down."

Irene responded with a bright and confident smile.

"My plan is to make Erza take him down!"

Veins throbbed on both women's head as they shouted out in unison.

"That is not a plan!"

Irene seemed oblivious to their reasoning. Then an idea clicked in her head. Smiling menacingly, she suggested.

"Erza, how about I give you a piece of Strawberry cake as a reward?"

The knightess cat ears perked up at those words. Her eyes flashing, she wiggled her tail in joy despite it being a cat tail. Her eyes flashed brilliantly, and her chocolate iris glistened like amber in the sunlight.

"Strawberry cake!"

Irene clicked her tongue.

"Uh, uh. Not yet. I'll give you one after you defeat him."

The cat knight gave her sister a big salute before dashing faster than light.

Erza ran and ran, faster than she could imagine, and the armor she wore felt like feathers. She felt like she could fly by simply imagining taking a bite of such a delicious cake. Not only that, the thought of scaling up her cake came into view.

No one could resist that.

Suddenly, a dust storm formed behind, yet she didn't care. Her eyes were fixated on the man floating in the air. She pushed away people and objects blocking her path. She needed to get to the hill, where the man was.

Then something flashed. It was enough for her to cease the thought of her cake.

That man in the air, she was sure that she had seen him somewhere else before. That dark and oversized scythe, silver hair and terrible posture. After she observed his features, her eyes traveled to his hand.

Then she finally understood. The whole reason why the dark guild was trying to get a hold of Zeref's demon so badly. Why would they pick the Clover Town as their target? Why not Magnolia, why not Era? Why not Oshibana? That was because Clover Town had one thing that others did not. It was a place where all the legal guild masters gathered to discuss the latest issues.

From what she recalled from her master's agenda, today was the day her master was participating in the meeting.

That man was planning to kill all the guild masters.

That was something that she could not accept.

All the thoughts of cake dissipated, and she bit her teeth tightly as she summoned a spear before throwing it at him, catching his attention. She roared out in fury.

"Cease this at once!"

The man immediately stopped his actions and turned around to face her. Erza continued.

"I know you. You are the Ace of Eisenwald! So called "Grim Reaper", the death god."

Titania shouted out from her newly sprung stance, her tail straightened in full alert. Then she stepped forward to charge at him. Erigor spoke back, still in his own defensive stance. His one eye covered by his silver hair, he stared at her menacingly.

"I see that my fame precedes me, Queen of Fairies. The pleasure is all mine, but no matter, you will die by my hand."

"What is your plan with Lullaby?! Are you trying to unleash it here, where the masters of legal guilds are?!"

Erza shouted back, but the Grim Reaper only became more agitated by her constant yelling. Blood seemed to boil underneath his pale skin, and the tattoos that littered his skin seemed to glow brighter although it was merely a trick of the mind. He gritted his teeth, but that quickly turned into full fledged laughter.

He screamed out his thoughts.

"Would it matter if I talk to the corpse to be? Probably not. If you are here to stop me Titania, then try with all your might, but know that I will get my revenge."

"That's enough!"

Erza roared, then with a flash of light around her body. The armor disappeared and replaced itself with different armor, the name of which she chanted out loud.

"Re-eqiup! Heaven's wheel armor!"

A set of revealing armor enveloped her skin, and metal formed like a large flower on her center. From her chest to her shoulder was left unarmored, but then pauldrons shaped like a wing appeared from both sides. Wearing a gauntlet and wielding a twin silver sword, she elegantly stretched out her seraphim like wings from her back. Her skirt flowered down from her waist before being covered by silver plates which decorated the armor with light edges. Before the death god, she stood like a queen.

"Ready to be punished by the light of the Fairy!? Blumenblatt!"

She lifted herself into the air, matching the altitude with her enemy, and charged at him with her swords. As she dashed multiple swords appeared from behind her. However, Erigor responded by creating a purple circle, pushing his wind towards her swords.

Due to strong wind, Erza quickly lost control and her spell was cancelled. Yet expertly maneuvering, she landed without a crash. She narrowed her eyes, and whispered.

"A wind mage?"

The shinigami looked down at the knight with venom in his smile. It was obvious that he was enjoying seeing the queen of fairies struggling to get close to him. He mocked.

"What's the matter, Titania? You seem scared, and shocked."

Erza grinned back.

"You think I am scared? You amuse me. I've fought wind magic user recently. Besides…"

She took control of her swords again, and the fallen swords rose back up, beginning to form a circle behind her.

"He was much stronger than you! Dance my blades, Circle sword!"

By her command, swords flew directly at the scythe wielder. Deepening his eyebrows, he screamed out,

"Strom Bringer!"

With a gesture of his hand, he created a powerful tornado, cutting up Erza's armor. However, to her, it was only small dents and scratches. There was nothing serious. However, she was losing control of her ground once again, and found it immensely difficult to cast any spells.

Crossing her arms in X, she tried with all her might to hold her ground, and through the thick walls of wind, she narrowed her eyes to see the target. Her swords floating in circle, wobbled. The more powerful the wind became, the less control the Knight had over her swords.

She gritted her teeth, but through the wind, she saw the human figure behind. Smiling at her own luck, she discharged her magic, and her swords soared through the wind, cutting through the wall before landing on Erigor.

"Hmph. Looks like I have underestimated you."

Once again, a purple circle appeared, summoning up the wind to blow away the charging swords. However, just like the wall, they cut through the wind. Erigor cursed at them. A sword flew near to his side, barely dodging it he flew away. Then flying side to side, jumping and completing a series of acrobatic moves, he had managed to dodge them all, even the one that had separated.

Scratches and slices appeared on his skin but otherwise no larger wounds appeared. He still seemed fit for battle.

"Why you stupid fly!"

Erza wasn't done yet. A powerful light erupted in his tornado, and from it, she rocketed out like a bullet, faster than one could normally perceive. Holding two daggers at each hand and wearing leopard armor, she closed in before he could properly react. She shouted,

"Sonic Claw!"

Hundreds of afterimages were left behind as each of the swords spun and slashed at the man's body. Erza crouched behind him with her daggers stretched to each side. Her hair danced in the air.

Erigor responded with a large thud. He groaned out in pain.

"You…"

Punching the ground with his one hand, he tried to stand up. Erza walked towards him and pushed him down with her foot.

"Stand down, Erigor of the Eisenwald. If you surrender peacefully, no more harm will come to you."

"You think I would EVER surrender to fly like you?!"

He roared out, and a powerful shield began to emanate from his body Before Erza could realize, it was too late. Gnawing winds engulfed him, and those powerful winds sliced and slammed at her bare skin, throwing her out several meters.

Landing like a feline, she muttered out.

"What was that?"

There was a throbbing pain in her leg. Her body pumped blood to her leg trying desperately to repair the damage she had just been dealt. Hundreds of nerve endings fired off, indicating the pain. It was manageable but a wound on her leg was no way to fight another properly.

The ace of Eisenwald lifted himself and flew into the air once again, maniacal laugh following suite.

"Behold little fly! This is my Wind Mail! Nothing, not even your blade will penetrate my armor!"

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Ultear pointed out to the fight happening in front of her.

"That doesn't look very good. Aren't you concerned as her sister?"

Irene simply waved her hand nonchalantly and sat down on a blanket that came from nowhere.

"That's fine. She can take care of it herself. It's Erza for god's sake."

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Erza stared at Erigor with fiery eyes, like an eagle before it plunges into the jungle, snapping up unwilling and unknowing prey. The same could be said for Erigor. He had no idea what he was getting himself into. She jumped up to the man with her powerful kick before quickly reversing her grip on the dagger and plunging them down like a fang. However, just like before, she was thrown down like a ragdoll. Before she landed, she chanted once more.

"If that's the case, I have something just for you!"

"Wind god Armor!"

Light shinned before quickly dissipating, beholding Erza with tribe like clothing. Swinging her curved sword, the air that surrounded Erigor began to shift a little. The reaper could feel it.

Gritting his teeth, he poured more magic into his armor to keep it from being disturbed. However, the current that Erza generated became stronger and stronger, creating a low pressure between the two mages.

Erigor shouted out from his armor,

"You can control wind?! No matter! My wind is stronger you fly!"

However, Erza wasn't interested in his little game of strength. She was more interested in something else.

"Ignoring me, Titania?! Have this!"

The death god swung his arm, and multiple projectiles of air shot towards Erza and from her stance, there was no way she'd be able to avoid them. She had to control her sword to gather more air.

Slashes of immensely concentrated air sliced her skin and the fabric of her armor. Yet, no blood came out. She did not groan nor huff from pain. Her Wind god armor was providing all the necessities to protect her from the attack. She just stood there standing like a tank, taking every shot Erigor threw at her.

Erigor visibly shocked by the Titania's resistance, raged and screamed out loud.

"What?!"

"Erigor! Don't you know that same type of magic cancels out each other? You are a fool if you haven't realized it."

Veins throbbed on Erigor's forehead at smart-ass response.

"I won't be lectured by a fly like you!"

The wind around him became stronger and stronger, until the figure became unrecognizable. Then he placed his both index fingers in an X-shape and summoned a single dark violet circle. Then from it, more branched out, and began to circle around the magical core.

He then released an immense torrent of wind, soaring rigorously, striking and tearing apart everything in front of it. The wind became so thick that it became clearly visible and the rocks and sharp debris flew along with the current, making the attack even deadlier like some sort of natural unison raid.

The ground trembled at its power and it approached Erza like a torpedo, however she stood there, her eyes narrowing at her large amount of concentration. She muttered to herself.

"Just a bit more…"

It was getting closer, and she could feel herself being vibrated by the force of the wind as well, and just as it was about to strike, she inhaled as much as air she could before shouting to herself internally,

'NOW!'

She plunged her sword into the ground, and a paramount of force burst out from it, its fury even stronger than Erigor's. It clashed against it for a second before quickly prevailing over it. Its aggressive force vigorously pushing away his trump card. A breeze compared to a hurricane.

Like a massive detonation, it rushed outward in a sphere, the ground cracking at sheer pressure. The air heated around by its monstrous velocity, and then little by little, it ate away the ground and the rocks that were imbedded beneath. Erza's hair flew everywhere, and even the armor that she wore began to tear into shreds. Her legs wobbled a bit but she was sure that she'd still be able to fight.

Then it engulfed Erigor, tearing apart his clothing. That wasn't all. It clashed against him so strongly that it knocked air out of him, and even fractured few ribs. Blood came rushing out from his mouth, and gagging by the force, he fell from the air before being blown away. His scythe shattered into bits, and was reduced to nothing more than hundreds of sliver shreds. He could even feel his hair being ripped apart by the roots.

He couldn't even scream. The only thought that repeated over and over in his head was denial. He still denied Titania's strength despite her current actions.

It wasn't long until he was thrown on the ground like a bag of sand. Bruises covered his body and his vision became blurry.

Feeling the rush of air passing away from his body, he felt impact no longer. However, something was wrong. He wasn't able to breathe.

Just as he tried to stand up, the knightess rushed towards him with a flash of light, changing into a darker colored armor. Her hair covered her face like a stream of blood, and her eyes shinned like the core of hell. Multiple sharp spikes adorned the rest of the armor, and her legs carried her like a savage beast while both her hands carried an unnecessarily large mace.

Raising up her giant weapon, she screamed internally like a caveman.

'OOOOOOOOOOAHHHHHHHHH!'

Erigor quickly tried to summon his magic, but quickly realized that it was impossible. That was when he finally understood that there was no air around him. It was too late for him to do anything when he saw the pitch black mace plunged down on his head.

A burst of energy pulverized everything in proximity, and the ground shattered into bits, eventually creating a massive crater. Air rushed back in immediately. Dust and debris flowed in, blocking the sky.

That was when a powerful sound of an explosion shocked the whole of Clover town.

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"What did she just do?"

Ultear, disoriented by the whole event, asked Irene. Irene responded while chewing her favorite strawberry cake, that once again, appeared out of nowhere. Ultear couldn't help but sweat by perhaps the most powerful being's mundane reaction.

"Ah, I see that my sister is just as smart as me. You see, councilmen, in order to disarm her enemy, she created a vacuum by blowing out all the air in proximity, and when he was left defenseless, she simply struck him with her most powerful armor."

Ultear watched Titania with a new found look. So it was indeed true. The famed Titania wasn't only destructive, but also intelligent. Again, that was perhaps why she is called the Queen of Fairies.

Irene spoke to the time mage.

"Now, isn't it your time to shine, councilman?"

Dark haired girl stared at her dumbly, before finally realizing what she meant.

"Oh. I see…"

However, it did not take long to realize that she didn't know how. She lifted her finger.

"Uh… You see, I don't believe I know how to summon its demonic form."

Irene twitched her eyebrow. She replied, crushing the fork by its handle.

"What exactly does that mean, councilman, Milkovich?"

Ultear lifted her hands in her defense.

"You see, I mean… uh… I was actually expecting the dark guilds to summon it for me…"

Irene furrowed her eyes at her, and stared intensely. Fire erupted in her eyes, and she stared at her as if she wanted to absolutely murder her, a kind that Ultear rarely saw from her enraged master, yet even that didn't compare to hers. She gulped down her saliva and began to sweat profusely. Thankfully for Ultear that was short-lived as the enchantress hollered out to her sister.

"ERZA!"

Erza responded.

"IRENE! STRAWBERRY CAKE!"

The elder screamed back.

"I'LL GIVE YOU WHEN YOU MANAGE TO SUMMON LULLABY!"

The younger sibling didn't seem to be very satisfied to hear that.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT YOU PROMISED!"

Irene answered.

"WHAT DID I PROMISE THEN?!"

The younger's reply echoed back.

"YOU PROMISED ME TO GIVE ME A STRAWBERRY CAKE WHEN I DEFEATED THIS MAN!"

Irene was silent.

Then she shouted back.

"NO I DIDN'T!"

Erza's frustration was clearly visible.

"YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE, SISTER! GIVE ME MY STRAWBERRY CAKE!"

"I SWEAR I'LL GIVE IT TO YOU IF YOU SUMMON LULLABY! I PROMISE, DEFINITELY THIS TIME!"

Erza screamed out.

"UUUGHHHHHHH!"

Irene shrugged at Ultear, giving her a smug.

"See, everything works out."

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Erza narrowed her eyes at the unconscious man. Reaching out towards his clothes, she began searching for said flute. Then finally touching something wooden, she pulled it out without hesitation.

There it was, Lullaby, staring back at her with its ominous three eyed sockets. She felt nothing by staring back at it. If there was something, it was anger. Veins pumping on her head, she gritted her teeth as she began to choke the flute.

"Transform you savage! You will give me my beloved cake!"

Lullaby seemed to look frightened by Erza's raging face, but it still didn't transform. She began throwing the flute around from rock to rock, abusing and eventually grinding it with her teeth, muttering all kinds of curses to the flute.

Yet still, nothing happened. Erza began to feel hopeless.

She looked up at the view from where she crouched.

The sun was already going down, and she was basked by its orange sunset, yet she felt nothing but dread. She realized much time had passed.

Depression filled her system, and all the energy drained out of her body.

She remained crouched, but she gathered her limbs to tighten up herself into a small ball. Picking up Lullaby, she began to doodle around on the ground.

She was on a verge of crying. A sliver of tears formed in each corner of her eyes. Just as she was about to shed her tears, a loud voice growled out from the flute.

"AAAAGGHHH! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!"

Erza's expression immediately lifted. She called out her sister, throwing away Lullaby to the other side unintentionally as she lifted her both arms in triumph.

"Irene! Look! Look! I just summoned the Lullaby!"

There was no reply of her sister, but only thing that she received was a roar of a demon from behind.

A dark purple circle formed on the sky, and a wooden demon descended from the heaven, stumping its massive foot to the ground, it made its presence known to the world by giving an enraged scream.

Erza immediately turned to face Zeref's demon, but she stepped back a bit at the size of it. It was simply huge. Its size towering over anything she had seen, with its split body it stared at her venomously, each eye watching her closely.

The demon roared out once more.

"I grow tired of this childish play! I shall consume all of you, and I will start with you, woman!"

Erza gritted at her luck. There was no one, not even her sister replied back. It was her verse the demon no doubt.

It opened its mouth, and once again that familiar demonic circle appeared before blasting off a massive beam of yellow energy. The Fairy queen snapped her eyes open, and screamed out,

"Re-equip! Adamantine Armor!"

She wasted no time on gathering both shields and putting them forward, casting her most powerful defense magic possible.

The blast struck her head on, and the streaks of energy split into multiple pieces as it collided with the shield. The knight could feel the impact literally vibrating her core. Yet she steeled her stance, she stood like a titan, still but powerful. The blast melted the ground around, but she still did not move. She only grinned at the power of the demon.

As soon as the blast dissipated, Erza soared through the air as she re-equipped into Heaven's Wheel Armor, shouting.

"Dance my blades, Circle swords!"

Multiple swords materialized from behind, creating a circle, before all of them launched rapidly at Lullaby. The demon hurled its body to dodge them, but being too slow and large, all of the hit the marks, slicing through its wooden surface. The giant demon screamed in pain, but Erza had no intention of stopping there.

Using her wings, she advanced herself closer, and right in front of its face, she shouted again,

"Trinity Sword!"

In a split second, she slashed its face in a triangle, and the demon stumbled back. It tried to grab the flying knight, but to no avail, she was just too quick to catch. Dodging its hand quite easily, she replaced her armor, and her eyes never left her target.

"Re-equip! Black Wing Armor!"

Her holy look changed into that of a more demonic one. She roared out as she shot through the empty area of the demon's stomach. Looking up the giant's body, she ascended with her violet sword prepared.

"HYAAAAAAAAAA!"

Her sword sheared through the wooden flesh, and entered the demon's body. Breaking everything inside, she thrusted herself further and further inside until she saw the other end's opening.

With a powerful explosion, she escaped the demon through its mouth. The demon screamed in pain, and began to react more chaotically. While it was struggling, Erza landed on the hill to calm her breath.

She cursed at her situation.

"I haven't had my cake and now this? Where is Onii-chan anyways?"

Lullaby seemed to regain its stableness, and it veered at her with death reeking all over it. Its body now glowing in dark purple, it opened its mouth once more, screaming,

"DIE YOU PESKY HUMAN!"

Then a blast struck the ground, which Erza barely managed to dodge. The explosion was stronger than before, and the ground was all gone, leaving only dark burnt marks and flames that burned brightly.

Just when the knight reached safety, she was mercilessly struck by the giant beast's arm, and she was slammed into the ground, not putting up any resistance.

She screamed out in pain, groaning and heaving. She grabbed its massive hand to free herself, but the pressure was simply out of her league.

"Gahhhhh!"

She struggled. She tried everything she could, but there was nothing she could do. The pressure got stronger, and the ground around her shattered as she sank deeper and deeper into the earth. It felt like her lungs were being squashed and her heart pulverized. Then the forced drilled her senses over and over and over.

Gritting through her teeth, she tried her best to hold in the pain, but billions of jolts electrocuted her mind restlessly. Her mind was almost blanking, and her consciousness drifted in and out. she could not think, nor she was able to do anything coherent. Only thing she was doing was screaming through her teeth.

She bit down her white teeth so hard, and her muscles moved besides them as it got more pronounced. Then she coughed out her non-existent breath, but liquid followed with it. Salty, and the familiar taste of iron draped over her tongue, and she knew what it was. It took less than a second for her perfect teeth to go red. Then it genuinely burnt her insides. Just when she thought the pain was simply unbearable, Lullaby's other hand joined in, pressing her to the ground with all its strength.

The effect was immediate. Like a meteor striking the earth, she was drilled into the ground even deeper. She could even feel some of her ribs shattering at the simple force. Her lungs and heart squeezed, her limbs grew still and she screamed in pain.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Tears squeezed and fell from her eyes. Then an image formed in her head.

Fire.

She imagined a fire.

Her heart beat drummed in her ears.

A light flashed around her, re-equipping faster than she had ever before. She roared top of her throat.

"BURN TO HELL YOU DEMON!"

Her eyes dilated into specks, the size of a dot, bloody veins appearing all over her pearl white cornea. Fire exploded and it spread from the demon's hand, igniting to its arm, then everywhere like an enraged dragon breathing its flames upon a city.

The wooden demon immediately released her as it roared out in pain. It stumbled and fell to the ground trying to clear out the fire burning its body.

Erza weakly lifted herself from the crater, blood seeping out from all over her body. The pain throbbed everywhere but she could still stand. Yet, she couldn't tell how much longer she had.

Using her sword as a staff, she staggered forward. She let out a satisfied smile at the scene. She escaped, and the Lullaby was burning. The fire spread on the ground, then from tree to tree. Soon it covered all the area around her in circle.

It was supposed to feel like it was burning. It was odd. She felt so cold. It was literally freezing and her fingers felt nothing.

She wondered why.

From afar, she watched a large streak of scarlet, rising to the heaven, and little she knew that the Demon was healing itself.

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Irene warned Ultear, she dropped her cake and started paying attention.

"Councilmen Ultear Milkovich, I warn you, do not use your book until Natsu-sama arrives. That book is not what you think it is."

The Scarlet Despair never looked more frightening. Her eyes narrowing, staring at Ultear like those of a dragon, she spoke and her voice shook with authority. Ultear could only nod at her words. Ultear tugged the book deeper into her sleeves. Quickly avoiding the other woman's deathly gaze. She looked back at the demon.

She was in awe. She whispered.

"So, that's the Lullaby in the flesh."

The more she watched, the more tempting it was to use her book. That demon was everything that she hoped. A demon of death! For a moment, she cared little about herself and the Spriggan standing beside her. All her attention was on the giant demon.

She watched it tearing through the ground, attacking Titania. It was slow, but that was to be expected from a demon like it. However, the destructive power it had was close to that of the Jupiter cannon, albeit weaker. She could feel its black magic resonating in the air around her.

She gazed back at Irene, who was looking at her sister as well as the sky. She looked more tense than before. She could sense the woman's distress, but it was fortunate for Ultear.

She grabbed the book.

Lullaby was right there, in the flesh, waiting to be captured by her and to be enslaved to serve its purpose once more. Irene was distracted. This perhaps maybe the only time left. She eyed the Spriggan once more, her gaze remaining strong.

At this point, Ultear was fighting her inner turmoil. Her original plan or the compromise? What was more important? Her mission or her life?

A massive explosion occurred in the distance, and she could see that the demon was struggling slightly. Ultear's eye dilated and she cursed at her and everything else.

It was tearing her apart from the inside. Then followed explosion after explosion to the point where it was unbearable. Ultear veered at the Scarlet Despair once again, and she could make out a whisper.

"Why is Natsu-sama not coming?"

Then a terrifying scream vibrated all around Ultear. She quickly fixed her gaze at Lullaby. She could not believe what she was seeing.

Lullaby was burning! She shouted to herself in desperation.

She did not think, and from the sheer emotion, she pulled out her book and opened it, hoping to control the demon and complete her mission. When Irene realized what Ultear had done, it was too late.

Her eyes snapped wide and she roared at Ultear, throwing the woman to the floor.

"YOU FOOL!"

Ultear gagged and coughed out blood from sudden force. She screamed out in defense.

"I-I'm trying to control the demon, can't you see?! Your sister won't be harmed if I place it under my control!"

However, the pressure only became stronger. The girl began to choke, she heaved and coughed but it got stronger to the point where it could snap her neck. Tears squeezed through her eyes as they pooled. She opened her mouth like a fish as her tongue drooled out to the side.

Irene screamed at her face.

"DID YOU REALLY THINK TARTARUS WILL LET YOU CONTROL THEIR DEMON?! THAT WASN'T A CONTROL TOMB, IT INCREASES ITS STRENGTH!"

Ultear squeezed out her voice,

"P-please…"

Irene wanted to kill this woman, but she knew that it would mess up everything. Releasing her distastefully, she decided to switch her priority, leaving the councilmen coughing to catch her breath with a red face and blue lips.

The enchantress's eye moved as fast as she could, seeing that wasn't enough, she casted her eye magic.

A gargantuan eye emerged from the sky in search of Natsu Dragneel. Irene searched and searched, rolling her eyes everywhere. Blinking and appearing everywhere around the globe. To her surprise,

Natsu wasn't here. He wasn't on the Earthland. To Irene, that only meant one thing. She screamed out loud as she lifted her head to the moon barely visible through sunset.

"IS HE ON THE MOON?!"

Gritting her teeth, she lifted her staff and plunged it down to the ground. There was only one option left, and that was to find a way to signal him through powerful energy. Ultear questioned in a daze.

"Wha-what are you going to do?"

Irene growled out.

"Something necessary."

Then from her staff, a single circle appeared. Then another appeared on top. However, it continued to stretch as another circle appeared on top of another. It rose to the sky infinitely, climbing up to the clouds. Ultear watched Irene in admiration and fear.

'That many magic circles in a fraction of a second? What is she planning?!'

Then she screamed.

"I'm going to strike the god!"

A massive pillar of red energy discharged and expelled a ridiculous amount of force, all of them exploding at once. It ignited brighter than the falling sun. The entire sky lit up, colored a blood red and it soared through the clouds up to the stratosphere, until it reached space. It was like a cosmic flare.

It rose and rose until it completely disappeared in sight.

Irene hoped that her guess was right.

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Erza trembled at what she saw. She only saw one thing, and nothing else. Fire was still burning on the Demon, but it no longer seemed pained. It grew larger and stronger, its wounds all closing up. Dark energy glowed in its eyes, and from its limbs, purple energy seeped out.

The red fire that surrounded him turned purple and its wooden surface became completely dark. The demon seemed brainless. It roared at the Knight with frightening screech. Everything about it spoke death.

A short and helpless breath escaped from her lips. All she felt was despair and hundreds of questions swirled in her mind.

How? How did the demon suddenly grow stronger?

Then she coughed out blood. She could literally feel the demon's black magic spreading all over the place. Titania lowered her stance and grabbed the sword once more, but her legs wobbled terribly.

She was going to fight, no matter what. It seemed the fate has destined her to do so.

Enlarged, Lullaby opened its mouth and discharged an even more powerful blast. Erza had no idea if she could dodge that. However she had to do something. She screamed out loud from the middle of her heaving breaths.

"Re-re-equip! Flight armor!"

Letting her legs carry her as fast as they could, she moved to the side allowing the blast to explode next to her. The shockwave struck her back, and she was sent flying into a mountain, tumbling and rolling like a corpse. There was nothing she could do to stop it.

She was completely hopeless at this point, and the ground sunk as she was plunged into it. Her back hurt. It hurt so much that it felt like she was once again facing Natsu. Her face crumbled in a pain, she barely managed to dodge an incoming fist at the last second. Then another fist struck just next to her. She gulped. Its movement was extremely improved as well.

Erza saw the next fist flying towards her. There was no gap between her and the attack. She knew she was going to get hit this time. There was no questioning it. As she saw its massive fist flying towards her, she only hoped that it didn't kill her.

It was near.

She could feel its blazing surface closing in. She closed her eyes, and at the last moment, she cringed in fear.

Yet, it never came.

So, she waited a bit longer.

'Am I dead?'

She questioned. Confused and bewildered by the situation, she carefully opened her eyes.

Pink hair.

His muscles. His figure even more absolute than Zeus. He stood there in front of her, his back facing her.

His one arm stretched out, single hand touching Lullaby first.

He turned his head towards her, and gazed at her over his wide shoulder.

His eyes were hidden under the dark shadows that his hair casted, but she was certain that those gazes were meant for her.

He stood there, his entire figure shinning like gold and best of all, in Erza's opinion, he was naked.

Natsu then pushed the demon back with his single finger, throwing it away before opening his palm, darkly muttering.

"Elemental God's Brilliant Arrow."

Erza had never, never ever felt something with so much power. It surpassed her sister by far. It was deadly. It was crushing. It was simply obscene, outlandish and unimaginable. The blast that torpedoed towards the demon was so bright; it literally white washed every color. Erza closed her eyes immediately but she could still see the light seeping through. There were no shadows left in this word.

Then there was this powerful force that simply knocked the air out of her lungs. It was enough to make her stupid and screw her senses. Where is this gargantuan, inconceivable force coming from?

Was she scared? She didn't know. She really didn't know.

There was no sound. There was just white brilliant light. That was it.

Slowly, the light faded away and the world darkened changing back to its original colors. The orange sun was visible once again, but it seemed a lot darker than before. Erza opened her eyes and stared back at Natsu.

He was still standing there but this time, his hand was so close to her.

It was reaching out to her. Her eyes traveled to his head and she noticed he was smiling. He had the softest smile that she had ever seen, and it felt like she could drown in his smile. It almost made her completely forget what was happening.

Erza blushed madly, and breathed more unstably as she locked her eyes with the man she loved so much. Her heart kept on pounding, and whispered out meekly,

"O-Oni chan…"

Natsu asked.

"Are you okay?"

Erza screamed in her head.

'AM I OKAY? AM I OKAY?! I DON'T THINK I KNOW!'

Then slowly, out of reflex, she kept her eyes down. She didn't know why, but her instincts took over and her eyes continued moving down until she saw his…

His…

Fearless little dragon, Dinky, Baloni. You get it, the thing every man has.

It was huge even in its flaccid state.

At that moment, Erza lost all the blood she had in her system through her nose, before blacking out.

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The train moved side to side. They all had to make a run from the angry guild master, but nonetheless, they all made it safely. Councilman Ultear Milkovich left hours ago, and everyone was reunited once again.

The room inside was quite noisy despite how the gentle moonlight graced them, bathing their skin in a pale hue like a snow. They didn't really notice, though. So they just kept on talking through it as the constant sound of clunking filled in the empty niche, like a lullaby. Yet, from the noisy cabin, Natsu's gang found peace.

Conversations started and ended, such as

"I made sure they couldn't use Lullaby because I stuffed it with my pads."

"What kind of pads are you talking about, Mari?"

Or,

"Natsu-sama! You can't slack off like that! Do you know how dangerous it was? Erza could have died!"

"But you could have helped her until I had come along, right?"

"Tha-That's… um. I was busy!"

"I don't believe that, Irene. You were slacking just like me, weren't you?"

"I wasn't!"

That was how Erza described the sight that was drawn next to her. Her eyes closed and sometimes fluttered open from time to time as she stared outside at the passing scenery. With her chin supported by her right hand and her elbow tucked by the window frame, she just stared outside. The white moon would appear and hideaway behind the clouds as the train continued its path causing the many pieces of the outside world to blur past. However, she only concentrated on the far side of the world. The horizon where the earth and the heaven kissed.

The train shook again and her body followed along but no one cared.

Erza had many questions, yet again. She felt no chaos in it. It was what tended to calm her thoughts. Just wondering and wondering and wondering until eventually she hit a dead end. A finger tapped on her shoulder, and it broke her from her chain of thoughts and pushed her back the grim reality she called home.

She turned head, and met with a finger poking her cheek. Erza responded with confusion written all over her face.

Brandish replied with a straight face.

"I've got you."

Erza narrowed her eyes. She asked.

"What is it, Brandish?"

Brandish pointed out to the other side of the seat.

"Irene has something for you."

The knight's eye turned to her sister, who was offering a cake. Erza's narrowed her eyes and stared at the plate, contemplating what it was, until she the strawberry on top.

Her eyes flooded with joy.

"Si-sister?"

Irene replied.

"Here, you've earned it and I promise. We all agreed to keep this as a secret from the hentai (perverted) old man."

Erza observed the surrounding, and they all nodded, even Natsu was smiling at her with reassuring eyes. She blushed again. She muttered out.

"E-everyone…"

Then her sister gave her a fork, cleaned and shinning like a bright star in front of her. Erza was about to cry at everything, and her sister.

She took the fork gently from her, and slowly descended towards the most alluring cake. It stared back at her with so much seduction. Her fork got closer and closer, ready to pick up the most important part. The strawberry.

Just as she was about to pick up that glistening strawberry, Irene quickly picked it up and began to chew it in delight.

Erza's fork froze, and she stared at the cake intently.

She just stared at the cake.

It was like her whole body was paralyzed.

She was still smiling, as she stared at it.

A drop of water ran down her eye.

Then another and another.

More and more appeared but she kept smiling.

That was until she screamed out like a child through her sobs.

"IRENE, I HATE YOU! I REALLY, REALLY HATE YOU!"

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Place: Unknown

A girl stared at the moon through a high powered telescope. It was the most powerful one she could find, although she wished she could both find and afford a better one. Originally, she had brought it to inspect the moon for the ritual but today was different. It had different purpose, and oh boy, it was a good thing that she decided to bring it along with her.

A white haired man asked from behind her.

"Is everything good, Meredy? Are you sure the Moon is good for the ritual tonight?"

The girl responded, her finger twirling the short bangs that fell from her head.

"Oh yeah, it's perfect! So perfect! It's rigid, hard and so big!"

The man was oblivious.

"That's good. I'll see you at the shrine tonight."

The girl did not respond as she was fixated on the surface of the moon. She smiled perversely, a kind of smile that one would not expect from a little kid but worse. Then that smile turned into a creepy laugh, and extreme heat began to emanate from her body. She began sweating and panted, heavy breaths constantly leaving her lungs. The feeling became so intense that she ended up rubbing her thighs.

"Eh-heh-heh… Yeah, it's so perfect! Eh-heh-heh-heh!"