Sorry for the wait I said I'd put more out quicker. This chapter is fun by the way.
Hawk and the Crew (I call them the Crew by the way.) begin their assault on Grand Necropolis! But what magic does their strongest member possess?
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Hawk's Story: Fairy Tail
Chapter 53
Hawk, Marcus and the Fairy Tail Wizards stood in the courtyard of Black Market. "Are you ready to go?" Tai asked.
"Just send us." Hawk ordered.
"I won't be able to bring you back."
"I know. I'll bring back your Star, so I won't have to worry about killing you when I kick your ass." Hawk told him, earning a smile from Tai.
"Good luck. Temporal Displacement!" Tai slammed his hands down and the group was out in front of an eerie building. It was three storied tall, with grey bricks and looked like it was falling apart.
"This is it. It's nicer on the inside." Marcus said.
"Good, I'm fired up now!" Natsu shouted, charging in.
"Oi Natsu wait! We need a plan!" Laxus shouted after him.
"The plan is we kill them all." Hawk said, walking towards the guild hall.
Laxus grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around. "Will you get a hold of yourself! If you go in like an idiot, you'll die!"
Hawk sighed. "You're right. Gajeel, Lily go with Natsu." Gajeel grumbled under his breath before following Natsu. "The only way we can really do this is to split into pairs and go in." Hawk said.
"Are you sure that will work?" Laxus asked.
"It should." Marcus chimed in. "We have to remember they're a Dark Guild. There are only a few prominent members. Going in strong and in pairs is our best chance."
"Fine. Marcus, you're with me. Mystogan go with Hawk. Elfman and Gray you two are together."
"Let's go then." Hawk told them.
...
"Damn it Salamander!" Gajeel shouted running beside Natsu.
"Why are you mad? I'm the one who should be mad having to be stuck with you!" Natsu shouted back.
"Now you're going to get it!" Gajeel said, swinging for Natsu.
"So, you wanna a little warm up huh?" Natsu growled.
A chuckle could be heard from a few feet away. "Are all First-Generation Dragon Slayers so funny?" Zeru questioned.
"You, you're a Dragon Slayer." Gajeel said.
"Second Generation. Remember that." Zeru told him.
"The weakest generation." Natsu said.
"Excuse me?"
"You're the weakest generation of Dragon Slayers."
"How about free punch to test that theory?"
"You don't have to ask twice. Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" Natsu smashed his fist against Zeru's face. Natsu could see a smirk on Zeru's face, then realized there was sharp pain going through his fist. Natus jumped back clutching his fist.
"That looks like it hurt." Zeru chuckled. "I'd be surprised if it didn't, I am the Diamond Dragon Slayer after all."
...
Hawk and Mystogan were almost immediately surrounded by minor members of Grand Necropolis. "God damn it, we don't have time for this." Hawk growled.
"Just relax. If you keep your emotions in check, we'll get through them with plenty of magic." Mystogan told him.
"Yeah, yeah. Let's just get this over with."
They couldn't see the man watching them from the ceiling.
...
"So, what's the deal with your brother?" Laxus asked.
"He died when I was young. That's why I joined Fairy Tail." Marcus answered.
"You never did open up about it."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"Don't apologize. I wasn't the type of guy you could go to with that stuff then."
Marcus chuckled. "You got that right."
"You two are cute. Are you best friends?" They heard from nowhere.
"It's him." Laxus said.
"I know." Marcus said back. "You can come out now."
Tyson emerged from the shadows with a grin on his face. "It's been sometime Little Brother. Well that's not entirely true. I did see you about an hour ago."
"Is this where you've been the whole time?" Marcus asked.
"The whole time." Tyson answered.
"Then you really did die back then. So, I have no problem exorcising a ghost."
...
Gray and Elfman had gone through a large door and were confronted by a white-haired wizard. Actually, they were confronting him because he was sleeping in a chair, surrounded by bottles of booze. Sweat dripped from their foreheads. "Oi, oi, is that the guy?" Gray asked with a hint of fear in his voice.
"I'm not sure." Elfman answered with an equal amount of fear.
They heard the man start grumbling before he lifted his head. He flickered his eyes for a moment before laying his eyes on Gray and Elfman. He stared at them before letting out a yawn. They gave him a questioning look before Gray spoke up. "This can't be the guy. He's way too laid back."
"Oi you two, what time is it?" The man asked.
They looked at each other debating whether they should answer. "Um, I think it's a little after noon." Gray answered.
The man let out a sigh and stood up. "Then you must be from Fairy Tail."
"H-how'd you know that?" Gray asked nervously.
"My Little Brother said you'd be here around now." He answered.
"Little Brother?" Elfman questioned.
"Yeah. Didn't they tell you Ghiller was my Little Brother?"
"Wait if you're not Ghiller then that means you're Basilisk." Gray said in fear.
"Oh, so you do know my name? Thank you for recognizing me. Ghiller likes to steal the spotlight after all." Basilisk chuckled.
"The Master of Black Market says you're just as dangerous." Gray said.
"Maybe, I'm sure." Basilisk shrugged. He looked back and forth between the two and sighed at their scared expressions. "Neither of you are the Dragon Slayers, are you?"
"No." Gray answered.
Basilisk pointed at Gray and squinted his eyes. "You use ice, right?"
"Yeah." He answered cautiously.
"Thought so. You smell like that woman."
"Wait, you mean Ur?"
"I think that was her name. Ran into her a while ago. I heard she'd passed on. You have my condolences."
"Th-thank you." Gray said cautiously. "What's with this guy? Is he really a Dark Wizard?"
Basilisk then turned his attention to Elfman. "What about you? What is your magic?"
"I use Take-Over Magic." Elfman answered trying to act composed.
Basilisk's face lit up with excitement. "Really? Me too! How many can you do?"
"Ten, maybe."
"Wow, that's pretty impressive. I really only use one now." That's when his composure began to change and the aura he gave off was very, very dark. "Do you wanna see?"
A black and crimson magic circle appeared above him and he began his transformation. Gray and Elfman's slight fear quickly turned to immense terror. "No way." Gray muttered.
"Im-impossible...he's...he's..." Elfman muttered as well. Sweat poured from his face and his hands were trembling.
With his transformation complete Basilisk let out a chuckle. His tongue grazed across his new sharp teeth. "Take-Over: Dragon's Soul."
