FanFictionHunter: Who the fuck knows, maybe Aizen became him and realized that it was basically only a title that gave him no real power over the domains whatsoever. Like school board president in High School.

Really only one review? *sad airhorn meme* Eh, well then I'll just make this one better then the other! *ring-ring* Hello? Oh, I got another review after I already made the previous sentence and half this chapter… well I'm keeping the bit so put the reply below this.

Godzilla327: Good god man, barricade yourself in your room for a week and watch it. After looking up the filler episodes and avoiding them that is.

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Despair.

Of all the emotions that were coursing through her head, despair was at the forefront.

This day started off fine. Wake up, make breakfast for her family, go to the guild and have fun, but then they received an emergency quest where the closest S-class mage was called in to evacuate the town that was in the collision course of a monster dubbed the 'Beast King'.

The beast arrived mere minutes after they exited their train. The town was in shambles as the people were still hastily evacuating from the order given by the Magic Counsel mere hours ago.

Instantly she and her younger brother went to stall the monster as their little sister took care of all civilians in the town.

The fighting had lasted nearly five hours. The longest time she ever needed to maintain her powers. Even so, the beast only had small scratches and slight bruising to show that their attempts did nothing. No wonder the request only talked about evacuation.

When a particularly nasty backhand lodged her into the side of a mountain, her brother did something stupid to save her life from a direct hit.

He grappled the beast and went within its body as an attempt to take hold of its mind. On a monster with low intellect it would have worked perfectly. But with his strength being that of a B-class mage and the Beast King having been smart enough to figure out her flight pattern to land a solid blow at her in high speeds. He stood no chance.

As the beast staggered for half a second she was able to remove herself from the wall.

From that point on she avoided direct hits to the beast. Not wanting to cause more harm to her brother then was already done.

Yet she forgot to take something into account.

Well, no, that's unfair to say. She never was on the end of someone she knew being taken over, and hadn't taken over more then one being herself. So she couldn't have known that the knowledge the being subjugated carried still resided in the captor. Meaning that the Beast King knew everything about her take-over that her brother did.

Which allowed him to know her max flight speed, evasive maneuvers, and attacks. Planning accordingly, the beast was able to manipulate her to fly where he wanted and trap her. Landing a solid blow that broke her arm. The instant she crashed to the floor her take-over dissipated.

If that wasn't bad enough, her little sister arrived to help fight. Only to learn about the fate that befell their brother.

Trying to trigger the memories of family within the beast's mind, she walked to the monster unarmed, ignoring the pleas of her elder sister. When the beast stalked closer, she continued to try to reach him. When the beast raised its arm, she stayed still, not showing the smallest amount of fear.

It happened instantly. She was there, and then her body was flying clear through the sky. Hit full force from the monster's powerful swing.

Mira couldn't help but scream her sister's name. It happened so fast that she wasn't even able to tell if Lisanna could transform to help her fall.

'They're dead.' Her eyes were unblinking, tears flowing freely as the beast slowly lumbered towards her. As if mocking her.

'I asked them to come with me. To help me fight this behemoth. It was my job and I asked them when I couldn't even land a cut on it.' It was above her. Staring at the possible morsel.

'Yes, it is all your fault. Your brother willingly let himself get absorbed to protect you. And your sister died trying to fix your mistake. You're nothing more than a putrid waste of space.' The voice was all she could hear. It seemed to come from the air around her.

"Waste of space." Mira muttered. The Beast King raised his giant arm.

'Just a piece of trash that doesn't deserve to breath.' The words rang true to her emotions.

"Trash." It's arm reached as high as it could.

'It'd be better for everyone if you just died.'

"If I just died." The beast's arm rocketed down. Creating a cloud of dust on impact.

His fist was shoved back, covered in deep burns.

"Well if you want to die, I'm sure you won't mind me taking your body." Mirajane no longer was in control, yet neither was her Satan Soul. It was different then anything the beast and Mira had witnessed before. It was an evolution to her demon soul brought upon by her broken will.

She was taller and more bulky in general. Her expressions seemed to always hold sinister air to them, but in this form it was taken a step further. A fair amount of thin markings on her arms and her hair became longer and scruffier, jutting outwards in many spiky, rounded tufts. Her torso and part of her lower body were covered by a revealing dark overcoat with light edges, that was torn at the bottom, revealing a fair amount of her cleavage. The coat came with squared short sleeves, with their outer parts extending on her arms in a spiky protrusion. The open coat was kept together by a light belt passing just below her breasts, closed by a simple buckle, while a similar though mildly larger belt circling her waist held up a light garment, covering the back and side parts of her coat.

She also gained a large dark cape, possessing torn lower edges just as her coat did. Armor plating seemed to cover her neck, forming three spikes on her chin and extending to cover her ears, flanking her face, with two large, armored horn-like protrusions jutting outwards at its sides. Her forearms transformed into armored gauntlets compared to the naturally tough skin her Satan Soul possessed. Her legs appeared to become covered in large, dark tattoos, resembling the shape of thigh-high boots, long, skin-tight pants, doubling to cover her groin from sight. Though her feet appeared to only be fire. Her aura created a fire, enveloping the ground in the immediate area around her, with its wisps reaching her upper back.

"Since you don't know me. I guess introductions are in order." She took a grandiose bow. "I am Sitri, and must I say. It is not a pleasure to meet your acquaintance."

The Beast King roared. His burned hand seemingly not having any effect on him at all, he launched another punch.

Sitri was bored as she caught it with a flaming hand. Before deciding to really retaliate. She firmly grabbed his hand, well the paltry amount her hand could hold, and spun. Dragging the behemoth along until she let go and he found himself crashed into the mountain.

"Come on, you gave the bitch such a problem seconds ago. Where'd that power go?" The taunt made her smile as the monster roared and once again attacked, but this time was different.

The magic from the beast concentrated around its mouth before releasing a shout laced with magic. Causing the roar to shatter the sound barrier and crash in Sitri in less than a second.

"That was new." The dust cleared and revealed that the attack only ruffled her hair. "Ineffective, but new." She saw a single strand of her hair fall before her. That was certainly annoying. "Let's see how you'll deal being on the receiving end of that."

Her flames started to congregate around her mouth, looking so solid she could have just been wearing lipstick. With a deep inhale the fire entered her lungs and stayed there as the beast lumbered towards her. When he was in an optimal range, Sitri disappeared and reappeared directly above the beast. "Demon's Raging Blast!" The fire had changed color within her lungs. Changing from the traditional red and orange into a more bloody burgundy with amber highlights.

The beast trampled back from the force. Shaking its head in an attempt to extinguish the fire that was lit in its mane. When it was able to see once again, the demon was gone.

"Over here, ugly." He bashed his hand where the voice was the instant he heard it.

"Please, like you could hit me. Though I do wish you could do something about your face." She put her finger in front of her mouth and made a gagging motion from on his shoulder. The look of his burned face would scar meager men, but she was a demon. Such a sight was a common thought. Didn't make it any less nasty though.

With a roar the beast spun to launch the demon from his body.

"Yoo-hoo!" Sitri waved from her position, floating in front of the beast, appearing to lie on her stomach with her firey legs kicking in the air.

This time the beast succeeded in capturing her in his grip. But the look she gave him showed that she just wasn't in the mood for cat and mouse right now.

"Oh no, you caught me, whatever can I do." Her voice was so monotone that Vigro would be jealous. Then her eyes lit up. "Oh yeah, this." With a flick of her wrist she dislocated the beast's entire arm. Free from its grasp and right in front of it, she placed two fingers on her forehead and spoke "Bye-bye, sweetheart. I hope you had as much fun as I did." As she gave him a salute, her fingers shot a condensed blast of fire making a direct hit to the Beast King's face.

As she looked over her work she nodded. "Y'know, I think it's an improvement." The monster now had a long scar running from it's right eye and down the side of its head. "Gives you that 'bad boy' look." The beast could only let out a gargled growl in response. "Oh don't be so pouty, you're not gonna be like this for long." She fell from the sky and landed next to the creature's head, landing a singular punch to the monster's temple. Lifting the monster up a few feet and launching it near a mile away.

"Still alive? Okay, I'll admit, you impressed me." She appeared next to him in seconds.

"Oh, seems like you met your limit. Bye-bye beasty." She saw the beast become engulfed in a white light as Elfman took the place of the monster. The man seemed to suffer every injury that the Beast King had, meaning multiple broken bones, 2nd degree burns covering his face and hand, a dislocated arm, and a pretty big concussion.

"Well, at least the mess will be smaller." Sitri raised her arm, poised to break through the unconscious man's skull. Her arm launched… stopping inches away from her target.

Sitri was shocked, Mirajane should have been long engulfed by her negative emotions. But there she was, stopping her attack from connecting.

'Leave!' The situation was a role reversal of what happened mere minutes ago. 'This is my body, my mind, my family. I won't let you touch any of that.'

She had to give it to her, the girl had power. She was actually forcing her to change back to normal.

But Sitri wasn't one to give up without a fight.

Their arm seemingly launched right as the muscles were torn by the conflicting magic energy. Leaving a deep gash from their forearm to just below their shoulder.

'AAAAHHHHH!' Mirajane felt the full force of her injury.

"Seems you still have much to learn." Sitri felt the pain as well, but it didn't really bother her, at least not to the same extent of the rookie S-class.

'So do you.' The demon's body turned back to human at an even faster rate. 'If your enemy's mind isn't completely focused, don't give them something that helps them.' The pain only seemed to sharpen her mind as Sitri could feel the human breathing down her neck.

Her left arm socked herself as hard as it could. Normally the hand would have been cut from the spikes on her chin, but with the demon's power being siphoned, the fist crashed through and shattered the armor.

"My siblings, my family, my friends, everyone I care about. They're waiting for all of us to come home. I won't be the one that breaks their hopes. So you piece of shit soul." Mira stared at the pool of blood her arm left, she could see the demon over her shoulder, watching her. "I will condemn you to nothingness and use your power when I need it. If I ever see myself losing faith, you will come to my mind and remind me of my weakness, so for that I'll say thanks. Now, get lost." Her punk smile came back as she saw the demon's livid face as it disappeared into the recesses of her soul.

"Never mess with someone from Fairy Tail." She spat in the blood. "Bitch."

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So, how'd you like that. They never explained how Mira was saved from Elfman after Lisanna was sent into the stratosphere. So I figured that she gained access to her Sitri soul when her negative emotions completely ruled over her being.

I don't like repeating canon, so that's why I left it off at "Bitch". Since I didn't want to show go after Lis like she did in the source material.

Well, hope this gets more reviews.

Have an awesome day: N.I.A.