Hmmm, is the mic working properly? Are you sure, like really sure? Because it doesn't seem to m- Ok, never mind. I've just noticed that I had accidentally unpluged it hahaha. Ok, everything's ready! One, two, three...

Mwahahahaha! You thought that it would have been that boring idiot of a writer to take this spot as usual, didn't you? But today it will be me, the Demon King of Sixth Heaven Demon Archer, to present the new chapter. The time has arrived at last. Let's go on the journey that will unify this nation by force!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail nor Fate/Stay Night.


Arc 1

Chapter 11: What lies beyond revenge


"So, let's see if I understand it clearly. Erza and Mystogun went to the Château d'if to destroy the facility. Natsu, Gray and Lucy followed. And Nightingale went after them to bring them back on Laxus's order. Right?"

Everyone in the room nodded simultaneously, all slightly mortified to have made the old man worry so much.

The air was a bit stifling inside the office, probably due to the high numeber of people currently present. While not small by any means, with seven presences the space definitely seemed a little cramped.

Erza and Jellal were in front of Makarov's desk, their eyes full of guilt like those of criminals waiting to be judged in a court. Both were covered in bandages and on wheelchair as a result of the many wounds received, forbidden to accept any new quest before full recovery. It was sort of unbelievable for the two most level-headed mages of the guild to attempt such craziness, but not so hard to understand why they did so.

The other members of the team Natsu were mostly fine, Lucy and Happy due to the fact they played a more supportive role while Natsu and Gray thanks to their peculiar Magic, all their gazes fixed on the old man in anxious wait for his next few words.

Makarov could hardly contain his headache. He had been gone just for a few days to attend to a meeting and looked forward to relax a bit, maybe by drinking some good sake, once finally at home again. Never in his wildest imagination he would have thought that something like that would happen in his absence. He was already used to the fact that tha kids constantly brought home troubles, but this was the first time such an absurd situation happened without him know it.

"The Council is probably going to complain a lot for this unauthorized mission. They always do even at the slighest breach of the rules... But you know what, you kids did great and don't need to worry for your actions. Who cares about the higher-ups, it's not like we did anything bad anyway." ended the Master with a cheerful grin.

The kids had done good, and it would be disrespectful to think otherwise. Sure the Council would send complains, but one more on top of dozen of others was no big deal.

"Master!"

"Old man!"

"But a transgression is still a transgression. Erza and Mystogan, your injuries are more than enough of a punishment. As for the three of you, I'll let Muramasa and Nightingale decide for me later on."

Three thumbing sounds followed one another. The trio whose fate was in the hands of the head nurse were now sweating nervously, their eyes going white at the terrible news.

"Also, you know that you can stop waiting outside of the door and come join us in this discussion if you want to."

At first it seemed like the old man was talking to nobody, but then from the shadows emerged Avenger.

"Eh, perspicacious as ever. Long time no see old man, I passed to say hello before leaving."

"It sure has been. So I guess you're still wandering alone, aren't you? Don't you think its time to settle down? My offer still stands, Fairy Tail's doors are always open for you."

At that the silver haired man's expression shifted drastically, turning into one of incredulity. Being asked not once, but twice the same, futile question was probably the most stupid thing to ever happen to him. Unconceivable.

"Hmph, you trust too much other people. How can you be so sure that I'll not bring ruin to you or your guild one day? Let's be clear, I'm not a good person. My hands are already deep red…"

Silence. Nobody in the room dared to speak, everyone for their own reasons. Either because they were terribly shocked from such reveal or were filled with uneasiness.

"...Hmmm, I guess you must have killed a lot on your journey. But from what I have heard the ones you killed were nefarious individuals of the worst kind, each one with a list of crimes that can't be counted with both hands..."

As a parent of many children, Makarov felt like it was his duty to try alleviate some of Avenger's burden. While obviously not forcing him to listen or showing pity, he believed that giving him a bit of guidance would surely help the youngster to find a meaning in his life.

"Sooner or later judgement would have fallen on them even if you did nothing. Not trying to justify your actions or anything, just that at the very least you prevented more innocents from suffering by their hands."

"That doesn't change the fact that I am a murderer. I can't be forgiven, not after having taken so many lives."

Dantès showed no emotions, but it wasn't like he felt nothing. Rather the bit of humanity left inside him was skillfully hidden behind the cold, apathetic demeanor of his which refused to show any sign of weakness or uncertainty. He could not afford to, nor he did want to. He alone was going to walk the path of vengeance, despised by the whole world if needed so.

"I am not saying that you are not. A murderer is a murderer at the end of the day, and that will not change no matter what. Regardless of the reasons, the act of taking another's life is wrong on principle. But let me ask you, did you enjoy do it?"

A look of surprise and discomfort. Something was wrong, for his inside was burning. He felt strange, and confusion overwhelmed him. So unsettling, but why? Why the words of an old fool were having so much effect on him? He should just ignore them and leave, like his usual. But something was stopping him.

"No, you clearly not. You are conscious that you're wrong, yet keep following this path knowing this. You're still not in peace even when the object of your revenge has been achieved. That tells me you're not doing it for yourself only. You are doing it with the well-being of others in your mind. As such a person like you, who shoulder such burden alone, cannot possibly ever be bad."

From discomfort to disgust. Such foolishness. Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable. Had the old man gone senile? Thinking he could understand him of all the people? Showing concern? Unneeded! There was no reason for him or anyone to carry for a wanted criminal! He wanted to laugh at this absurdity, at this farce. Why was he so kind to a murderer? Just why? He simply had no answer, his mind unable to comprehend it.

Yet despite all those negative thoughts and self-loathing, Dantès felt a lingering bit of warmth in those words, like a single beam of light reaching the deep of the abyss for the first time in years. His eyes, for a single moment, returned back to those of his younger years, full of humanity and nobility.

"...Tsk, you sure have a way with words. I still remain on my stance of not associating myself too much with others. My quest has not ended yet, but…"

A small grin formed as he returned to his usual self. He was not sure of the future, but perhaps there was something that lied beyond his quest. An answer different to the one he reached, but still possible. An end he could truly be happy with, that Rob would be proud of.

"...I guess a little break will do good. I'll stick around here for the time being. And who knows, perhaps I'll have a change of mind in the future and really end up join your guild. Wait and hope. Attendre et espérer."

"S-So you'll stay with us, Dantés-niisan? This isn't a dream right? But do you have a place to s-stay? If not, then w-would you like to move in my apartment? I have a lot of empty rooms and-"

"Wait a moment, Erza. If I remember correctly, aren't you living in the girl's dormitory of the guild? If so a man like Dantés can't enter there, much less live there. But don't worry, I'll let him lodge on my place, which just happens to have also a lot of free rooms."

"H-Hey, Jellal, that's not fair! T-Then I'll just buy a new house!"

"Hahahahaha."


-The next day-

Fairy Tail main building, inside the office of the guild master.

The morning light shone brightly through the window, celebrating the start of yet another day. As usual Makarov spent most of the time filling papers, most of which were apology letters meant to be sent to the Council for the many troubles caused by his guild.

As he took a deserved break while sipping some warm tea prepared by Mirajane, a sudden call arrived.

On the other side of the lacrima was a woman. Black, long hair with fiery red eyes. Wearing a military uniform with a red mantle on top of it, and a hat with a golden, flower themed decoration in its middle. Two swords were by the sides of her seat, one of normal size inside a yellow sheath and one really large inside a black sheath with chains around it. A self-centered, hot headed mage with great tactical mind and powerful combat prowess, her name Oda Nobunaga.

A long discussion then followed.

"Mhwhahahaha. I dare those fools of the Council to lie a finger on the guild. Should they attempt anything, I'll fill their empty heads with my magical bullets."

"I see you're cheerful as usual, Nobu. Well, how are things going on your end?"

"About that, old man Tajima has heard of the plan to assault the base of that dark guild which name is too difficult to remember so I'll not say it. We should see each other soon since me and the man-slayer have been dispatched to give a helping hand in the operation."

But before she could say anything else, one of her underlings came to inform her of something.

"E-Ehm Oda-san, you're needed in the main hall."

"Fool! Don't you see I'm having a discussion here? Just say to Hijikata that I'm not here. That pickle-eater will never suspect anything."

"S-Sorry, but its an order from Tajima-sama himself."

At the mention of Shinsengumi's current Commander, Nobunaga's heart stopped for a second.

"What, the old man!? Why didn't you say it sooner, maggot! I better hurry, before he starts to look me with that frightening gaze of his. Seems like duty calls, Master. Lets see each other soon. Bye."

With that the transmission suddenly interrupted without Makarov even being able to properly say a goodbye.

"Sigh. That damn brat hasn't changed a bit in those years. Always a hot head. But that's why everyone in the guild seem to get along very well with her. I recall Natsu used to idolize her. Maybe that's why their way of doing things are so similar... Well time to take a look at this month's financial situation of the guild…"

A scream then echoed through the entirety of the building, nearly smashing all the windows.


In the workshop of a certain red headed blacksmith, sounds of hammering were rhythmically repeated. Or so it happened for a while, before suddenly shutting down.

"Ughhh, damn it. It's so boring."

With those words Natsu collapsed on the ground, the fire of the furnace in front of him burned out as he stopped feeding it. The dragon slayer had an exhausted look, his will practically nonexistent after hours spent doing the same thing over and over agin.

Putting aside his tools, Muramasa sighed in disbelief at the boy's complain.

"Stop complaining kid. Makarov went easy on your punishment for following Erza without authorization. At least you ended up here helping with my work. Or do you prefer to give a hand to Florence?"

"Hihihi. Oh look, Natsu, I have just seen Nightingale from this window." added jokingly Happy, hands covering his mouth as to prevent a loud laugh to escape.

At the drop of said name, Dragneel immediately rose from the ground with a fearful expression. Turning his head left and right, he made sure to confirm her presence before realizing it had been a lie. Then he returned once again to his helping role as the blacksmith restarted his work.

"Good. Now if it isn't asking too much, please increase the heat of your flames."

"Ok, here it comes!"

Beside the blue Exceed were the old geezer's two adopted grandchildres, Onui and Tasuke, both watching with taste the boy's display of Magic. While not rare, it had always been intriguing to observe the many different forms of Magic that existed in the world, especially since they were still young and not allowed to venture outside of Magnolia.

"Go go Natsu-san."

"Gaga go."


"Gray-sama, Juvia here has came to have a little check up."

As Juvia made her presence known to those present in the infirmary, Nightingale turned around and welcomed her while preparing a seat.

"So what are the symptons?"

"I-I feel very hot eveytime I gaze at Gray-sama. Even a single glance of his can make me burn like crazy and melt away like pudding. And when I'm near him my heart pounds so fast that it seems it could explode at any second…"

For any person with a bit of knowledge in the field of love, the natural answer would be that the girl was clearly in love. Unfortunately Nightingale did not have such understanding of human emotions, and as such reached another conclusion.

"Fast heart beatings. Heat caused probably by fast blood pumping. Gray, is our x-ray lacrima still functioning?"

"Unfortunately no. We ordered a new one, but it will arrive tomorrow."

One second later a cold chill run through Gray's back as the head nurse stood up and went to a corner of the room. He didn't know why, but his instinct was telling him it was better to leave the room as soon as possible.

"Then I'll have to resort to the old methods and open up your chest to see if your heart is still healthy or you need a new one. Now stay still while I'll go take the needed instruments for the operation." stated Nightingale as she returned with a tray full of surgery tools.

"G-Gyaaaaa! Gray-sama, please help me!" screamed Juvia, hiding behind the helpless devil slayer who could not escape in time.

"H-Hey, Juvia, what are you doing hiding behind me?...W-Wait Nightingale-san, let's calm down and discus-"

Too late, as Gray could not finish his sentence and was already flying in air.

"Argh. Such headache. Hey, you lot, there is someone trying to sleep here. If you want to scream, do it out of here." shouted a girl from behind the curtain of one of the beds in the place, her head hurting like crazy from all the sounds around.

Curled inside the sheet and with the pillow covering her head was Cana Alberona, a member of Fairy Tail with the bad habit of drinking wine at any hour of the day.


Outside of Fairy Tail's guild building, right beside the training ground, Erza looked at the wood in the distance, wind blowing her scarlet hair and warm rays of light falling on her patched cheeks. A quite and peaceful atmosphere surrounded the place, something she was not used to since there was rarely a moment such as that at Fairy Tail. But it was really enjoyable, especially in days in which she wanted a bit of space only for herself.

Then the sound of foot steps started to be heard, meaning that someone was coming and that her private time was over. As she rotated her wheel chair of ninety degree, her eyes met those of Jellal who was walking toward her.

"Hm? Heilà Jellal. Already on crutches? I thought it would have taken longer for you to leave the wheelchair."

"Yeah, other than a few broken bones and some burns there were no major wounds. You?"

"Less lucky than you. I got my stomach gutted after all. If it was not for Nii-san I wouldn't be here now. Once again I got saved by him. Sigh. I thought I got stronger in those years, but guess it was not enough."

The near death experience made them realize once again just how harsh reality was. They had been too naive in believing that only two people would have been enough, even if they were S ranked mages.

"We were really reckless, weren't we?" said Fernandez while scratching his cheek, obviously regretting his not so good idea after all that happened.

"Maybe we should have planned better the mission before heading out like two reckless idiots." replied Erza, pulling out her tongue clumsily as to acknowledge the grave mistake they did.

After that few moments of silence followed. Awkward as it was, they both didn't know of what to talk exactly.

"...You know, I always wonder what would have happened if we never had met Dantès and Rob. Perhaps we would have died in that cursed place, but maybe Rob would be still alive…" murmured then Jellal, a melancholic look on his face as he did so.

"...We can't change the past. What has happened can't be undone. I would gladly exchange this life of mine for his, but you know well that he would certainly refuse saying that we are more important than him. We can only walk toward the future and live in his stead, as he wished for us. This is our duty as survivor of that hellish island."

Some wounds usually take awhile to fully heal, such as the ones beneath the bandages on her. Some others may take years to do so, or maybe will never recover at all, like the scars that she beard inside her heart. Cuts that weren't real yet hurt as if they were so, carved so deeply that no amount of time passed would ever erase them. But that didn't mean that it was impossible to easy down the pain, and win over the despair. Rather it was precisely because it was possible that they should persevere through difficulties and keep hoping.

"You have always been the strong willed one between us. Guess it was stupid of me to think that way. And at least we ended up here in Fairy Tail, which is probably the most fortunate thing that could have happened to us."

A grin formed on the boy's lips, fondness brimming from his words.

Stretching her arm toward the vast sky, Erza closed her hand in a fist. As a flock of birds flew by, and a second of silence passed, she turned to Jellal with a bright smile which made the blue headed mage blush a little.

"Fairy Tail is part of us. Our home, where our family is. I can't possibly imagine a life without you, Natsu, Gray, Lucy or anyone else. I love this place, and will do anything in my power to protect it."

"Same here."


The orange colored light of the sunset reflected upon the crystal clear water of the river signaled the end of a long, tiring day for Lucy as she made her way toward home.

"Ahhhh, I'm so tired. Today sure has been a busy day. I helped out Nightingale-san all day and now my shoulders feel so stiff. Sigh, at least I'm home now. There shouldn't be anyone here since everyone are also busy with their own things…" murmured the sleepy girl between herself, as she let out a loud yawn while unlocking the door of her apartment. She hopped that at least for once a quite evening would pass.

But unfortunately for the blonde mage, her hopes were destined to remain such. Upon entering inside what was supposed to be an empty living room, she found a familiar face, sat down on the armchair, waiting for her with a small smirk on the side of his closed lips.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh! Y-You!?"

Greeting her was the fedora wearer that she had met the previous day, the one Erza had called brother.

What was Avenger doing there of all places he could have been!? Having uninvited guests enter without previous notice was certainly no news to Lucy since she was already used to that sort of situations thanks to her friends's numerous attempts, but for someone she barely knew to do so was quite a shock. Especially since the man in question didn't really seemed the type to socialize much.

"Kuhahahaha. Indeed it is me. So I heard that you were a writer and decided to pay you a visit. Since I found nobody at home, I took the liberty of preparing some coffee. Here, take some."

She watched with stunned look the silver haired mage offering her the cup on the table as he held a strangely familiar book on with his right hand, confused if it was dream or reality. But uncertain as she was of what exactly to think about the strange situation she was in, she didn't really hesitate much to sit down and take a sip of the brown drink which was emanating a really sweat and irresistible aroma. Perhaps it was due to the fact that it was Erza's older sibling, but Lucy was feeling somewhat comfortable around him.

"Hmmm. So good!"

"Right? By the way I read some of the stuff you wrote and let me say that they are really well done. You certainly have the gift of the pen."

At those words, and having finally remembered why the book in Avenger's possession looked so oddly familiar, Lucy's cheek lighted up as a Christmas three, becoming red as tomatoes. As her level of embarrassment reached levels never seen before, the liquid inside her mouth spilled out like a water jet.

"Argh! Y-you read the book that I'm writing!?"

"What's the matter, too shy to show your own work? Don't be. You should feel proud of it."

What to say? What to respond? There were no particular reasons to not let others read her works, but...but...

"N-No, it's just that I'd like to finish it first before someone read it…"

Somehow she just didn't feel like to share it with others for now. It was not like she wanted to hide it, nor she thought that it was terrible at all. But for the time being she just didn't want to show it to anyone.

"Then I'll wait eagerly for the day you'll complete it. Well, time to go. I'll pay a visit from time to time, so if you need an opinion on your writings, I'll gladly check them out."

And with that Dantès got up and disappeared in a bolt of lightning like his usual, leaving the girl speechless and more confused than ever.

While partially true that Lucy's talent in writing had picked his interest, in reality the reason for his visit was more to have a better idea of the type of people that were part of Fairy Tail and the kind of friends that the two little pipsqueaks, Erza and Jellal, had made in those years.


Someone knocked the door.

"Laxus, we're back."

It was Freed Justine. The blonde dragon slayer recognized almost immediately his voice.

"Yo, if it's not Freed. Already back from the meeting eh? Sonner then I expected. Guess nothing happened on the way, right?"

A man with long, green hair and eyes of the same color, with a beauty mark beneath the left one. Bangs were covering the right side of his face and two thunder shaped spikes were on top of his head. Behind the red coat he was wearing there was a pair of wrapped spears.

"Yes, well sort of..." replied Freed as he sheepishly scratched his left cheek while looking behind to his two teammates.

"Hmm, what's the matter Ana?"

The first was a small girl with purplish hair and eyes, her head covered by a black hood attached to her cloak of the same tint. Her name was Ana.

While her face was only partially visible, it could be see clearly that she was pouting.

"Sigh. Did Bickslow do something again to unnerve you?"

The other one was a tall man wearing a black outfit, his eyes covered by a visor and his hair by a hood with a violet crest on its top. His name was Bickslow.

"H-Hey, It was not intentional. I-" tried to explain Bickslow, but his sentence never managed to finish as it got cut by Ana.

"Cake."

"Uh?"

"Let me explain, Laxus. Last night, after dinner, Ana had saved a piece of cake to eat later on. But Bickslow, not knowing this, thought nobody wanted the last slice so ate it himself." followed Freed while casting a disappointed gaze upon his comrade in black.

"Seriously Bickslow, you should have really asked before doing what you did. Stealing sweets from a kid is just, I don't know, the worst thing you could possibly ever done?"

"Not you too, Laxus. Sigh. Imma already apologized a hundred of times and even promised to buy you a whole cake. Would you not forgive this poor Bickslow?"

The man was desperate for forgiveness, and was practically begging at that point.

"Forgive. Forgive." added the small, flying dolls around him, which were part of his Magic.

"Two. Two cakes, that's the least you can do to repay me for the missed delicious, sweet flavor of baked cream." replied Ana after a bit of reflection, her fingers in a v-pose as to cement her demand.

"T-Two cakes!? Don't'cha think its lil much? Are you sure you'll be able to eat both with that little stomach of y-"

Not a single word more. It was either two or being hated forever. The girl's eyes were piercing Bickslow's inside, making him unable to say anything further as to not incur in her ire.

"Ok, ok. So be it. Two cakes. Are we ok now?"

"...Make sure to reflect on your action."

"Well, now that the squabble has been resolved let me tell you about your next assignment."

Laxus took out a letter from a drawer and passed it to Freed, its content a formal request from the king to all the guilds of Fiore.

"Already a new assignment? And what is it?"

"We're leaving for the Capital of Fiore, Uruk. Or was it Roma? Ah, wait maybe Crocus?...Why the hell does it have so many names anyway? What were they thinking when they decided to rename the city with the advent of each new king? Leaving aside the name, the king has ordered each of the major guilds of the Kingdom to send mages to aid in the Demonic Front. Seems like this year the amount of beasts far exceeds that of the previous years."

"Guess not even the mighty forces of the king can deal with such high number of rampaging beasts...Wait, we? Are you also going with us, Laxus!?"

A small hint of joy was in the green headed mage's voice, his excitement visibly high at the idea of fighting alongside his lord once more after so much time.

"I need to go there anyway to register the guild to this year's Grand Magic Games anyway."

"Wohooo, its been such a long time since we of the Thunder Legion have gone on a quest with Laxus. Aren't you excited Ana?"

While Bickslow's reaction was the same as Freed, just more exaggerated, Ana had a more controlled response, with a mix of happiness and indifference.

"I don't remember ever accepting of being part of this group...Whenever. Just don't get in my way during the mission, Bickslow."


Beside Magnolia's Kardial Cathedral, a prestigious religious building located in the middle of the town, there was the city graveyard filled with many tombstones. Standing before one of those was Elfman with a bouquet in hand.

"Lisanna, your big bro has been training a lot lately. I finally managed to take full control of my power and I'll make sure to show everyone Fairy Tail's worth at this year's Grand Magic Games. Please watch me from Heaven, my dear little sister, for I, Elfman Strauss, will put up a show so manly that none shall forget."

With that Elfman bid farewell to his deceased sister while delicately putting down the flowers. Slightly sad, but with renewed resolve and determination, the young Strass walked away.

A while passed, and once the large man's figure completely disappeared from sight Mirajane came out from behind a nearby three.

"Did you hear him, Lisanna? Even that crybaby of Elfman has moved on and grown to be a reliable person. Everyone has been doing their best at the guild...And yet why am I the only one unable to do so?..."

Small tears dropped on her rosy cheeks as the memories of that dreadful day flashed in her mind, the day she had killed Lisanna.


Author's note:

Ehhhhhhh!? W-Wait, that is all!? Wasn't this supposed to be my blazing debut, the glorious revelation of the hottest character of this story?!

E-Ehm, maybe next time Nobu? ...

Ok, sorry for the wait lads. Originally the chapter was supposed to come out two days ago, but I accidentally deleted the file :(

Luckily I managed to rewrite it, so no worries at all hahaha.

Doortolight47: There are already hints in this chapter, but the next one will definitely give you a clearer answer.

The Loud Person: Yup, and not only from those two hehe.

Dxhologram: Those three will appear in this story, and will definitely play a big role. As for Gilgamesh VS Enkidu, it will eventually happen and will be epic.

Gen2324: Next chapter will be Gilgamesh focused so look forward to it!

Journey to the end: Still can't say for sure. There are many characters I want to add, but I also need to give to each enough screen time to shine.

Shiroyasha Rises: Guess you guessed wrongly :)

fruitspunchsamurai-987: You can't imagine. Just wait and you'll see what I have in plan.

First, let me say that ep18 of Babylonia anime is just WOW. Literally sakuga moments left and right, with animations that were simply amazing. Can't wait for the next episode.

Second, more characters appeared. And more are going to join soon. Also a chapter full of interactions between Fairy Tail's and Fate-verse's characters. Did you like it?

Well, this is all. Be sure to leave a review if you enjoyed the chapter and see you next time!

...But not before leaving a small sneak peak of next chapter:

"Oh ho, not bad. I have slayed many of your kind, but you are the first one to survive so long. I commend you, black dragon, for your tenacity."

"Don't you dare lump me with those weaklings! I am Acnologia, the ultimate dragon of Apocalypse! None shall stand in my way!"