Alex soon landed to a crowd forming up in front of the guild hall and he got off as he spoke, handing a million Jewels to Ur as he spoke. "Freefall, take Ur shopping until she is back to casual clothes before we try to get her into the Guild."

'Can do, Alex.' The drake headed off with Ur waving goodbye, Alex returning the gesture before he headed for the crowd, pushing and shoving into the center.

"Out of the way, out of the way, people!" His voice carried as some of the people started to get out of the way as he spoke with clearing them. "Now someone better tell me..." He stopped, eyes meeting the vision of a towering figure, unfamiliar from head to toe in a cloak of white, a scabbard of a cutlass on his waist, monochromatic eyes that gleamed with radiant red and solidifying brown, with a height that dwarfed many adults, except Elfman. Yet there was some unspoken bond between them, a bond that connected them as family, a bond that connected them...

As brothers...

Alex grit his teeth as he growled, his hand reaching for one of his more venerable weapons. "Kenith Arcturus, where the hell did you come from...!"

"I don't know, Alex Arcturus..." Kenith returned as he reached down for his weapon, the other starting to change into a claw. "...You tell me why I read about your death and now find you alive and breathing in Magnolia...!" The tension thickened and the people started to fall back some as Alex drew his blade, a rifle fixed into the handle and a cylinder fixed to the base, and let its blade slash into the ground, barely even touching Kenith as Alex retorted.

"I know for a fact that I perished, no need dredging up something unexpected and turning the conversation on me when I want to know what YOU are doing here first?!"

"I don't answer to you..." Kenith's response was not the one as Alex growled louder as he planted his blade and twisted, the blade roaring to life in flames as everyone quickly backed off to the sound of a engine, Kenith growled back at the provoking sound as his pupils dilated like a dragon's as he stomped forward, the ground shaking to it as Alex pulled free the blazing sword and got ready to fight as his brother pulled free his cutlass and both swung...

A clap rang out and both stopped, inches from their shoulders, as Makarov stepped over in exclaiming. "Enough! I know that you didn't return, just to pick a fight, Alex!" Alex glanced to the short old man before he breathed, the flames going out as he pulled back and sheathed the weapon into his jerkin.

"I apologize, Master..." Alex spoke as he glanced back to Kenith. "I just wasn't expecting... him... to be in Ishgar, let alone Fiore, I thought that he was a bit... further out, like Guiltina." He hinted and Kenith narrowed his brow before he played along.

"I was, but my wanderlust got the best of me and I decided to head for Ishgar for a brief tour of the place." He glared back at Alex as he spoke. "Though this is turning out to be MUCH worse of a tour, the last thing I heard of Alex was that he was killed, saving a small village market from a rampaging behemoth, his wounds couldn't be treated in time...!" Alex snarled back as he exclaimed back.

"Were you expecting me to NOT save several people from injury or even death!? Something had clearly gone wrong and I was the only one on the scene to handle it!"

"You were not licensed to rescue anyone, you were a unregistered Wizard and I would have liked it to have you OUT of prison than IN a cell, and definitely ALIVE." He poked Alex and scoffed as he spoke. "So you even had the nerve to fake your own death to slip away!?"

"Hey, it was a new experience for me, I completely thought that I was mauled to pieces, no coming back from it!" Alex huffed in folding his arms. "Besides, this is going nowhere fast, what the heck are you even doing here?"

"Oh, sure, just..." Alex growled and Kenith paused before he sighed. "Well, I WAS walking about to clear my head when I found myself here and this..." Kenith reached down in turning to lift up a battered Gajeel Redfox, blood dripping from his blistering wounds as he was clearly busted up with blunt force and some intense heat. "...rabid reptile thought I was some guard or a passerby and tried to take care of me, he blasted iron and tried to club me with iron pillars for his arms!" Alex tilted his jaw to look him over before he breathed in letting the face drop as he spoke.

"I have heard of him, never actually seen him before, this is Gajeel Redfox, also known as 'Black-Steel Gajeel', he is one of the elites of the Phantom Lord guild." Alex hummed as he rubbed his jaw. "My question is why he was here, there is no Phantom Lord bases close by and the only place he would be found would be the main guild hall in Oak, but to attack on this scale..." He shook his head as he spoke. "Master, I need to check the request boards for something that could be an issue here." Makarov nodded as he spoke.

"Of course, Alex, you have my..."

"ALL of them, Master..." Makarov paused and he wanted to reject the idea, but Alex has been forthcoming and he could tell that he wanted to check it out over reuniting with his brother properly right now, it was not a good idea, but he may be more willing to converse later as he spoke.

"I can't let you up there alone, Alex."

"That's okay, Mirajane owns me a favor anyway." Alex answered as he marched into the Guild Hall while Kenith hoisted Gajeel onto his shoulder and followed Makarov in as Alex recruited Mira and they started to sort through the requests, the others finding the two there before they returned, no request whatsoever as Alex groaned as he spoke. "Okay, no headway here, so I have to establish the most apparent aspect of this whole mess." He huffed before he spoke again, an edge to his voice. "Kenith, bring out Gajeel." The large youth nodded as he brought out the Iron-Dragon Slayer, the both of them binding him down to the guild's unease before they finished and Alex breathed as he inquired. "Why are you here, Redfox?"

"Like you need to know, trash." Alex huffed through his nostrils before he pulled out a pair of garden shears as Gajeel raised a brow. "The heck is that meant to be, looking to cut up some of your miserable plants?"

"The use of a pair of garden shears is usually for garden maintenance, cutting bad branches off the tree or thicket, and can provide a nice cut." Alex spoke as he glanced back to the Dragon Slayer. "However, the more... unsettled of individuals have used shears for more horrifying ways, one of which can be done right now..." In a dash, he planted the shears under Gajeel's posture and activated the rune on them, the blades glowing red hot to Gajeel's surprise and fear of where those blades met. "Said method is to remove the male organ of reproduction, doing so will cripple the male and in imbuing them with intense heat, it will shear through iron and metal, making it... messy." Gajeel gaped as Alex spoke with a deadpan look. "A bounty hunter will do a great deal of damage to get what they seek, what I want is information, who sent you and for what reason did you drop by in Magnolia?"

"L-Like you can scare me, whelp!" Alex tilted his head and closed the shears a bit and Gajeel screamed as the heat cut through the pants easily, the guild a bit more uneased to the treatment as Alex spoke.

"Run that by me again, Redfox, i don't need to scare you, I only need to scar you." Makarov nearly walked over to stop this, but Kenith shook his head in holding the Master back as Alex spoke. "My theory here is that you were making a statement, make the Fairy Tail Guild upset enough to pick a fight with Phantom Lord, thus opening up the guilds to start a war with each other, it is no secret that both guilds have a rivalry going on, especially with the Phantom Lord guild formed in the wake of the Blue Skull's loss to the budding founders of Fairy Tail Mavis Vermillion, Warrod Sequen, Yuri Dreyar, and Precht Gaebolg."

The guild flinched at the sound of the First and Second Master, one of the Council, and the father of Makarov mentioned in the same sentence as Alex pushed it further. "You tell me that this is just for the fun of it, this wouldn't have happened IF you weren't doing something of a request, I checked and there was no request issued for a specific member or object that would request Phantom Lord to make the first move, so you better tell me WHO or WHAT is the target here, else I close it shut." Gajeel glanced before he breathed with a slight shake.

"J-Jose sent me to rough you up, provoke you so that we can turn up Lucy Heartfilla and take her back to the guild to ship back to her dad, we are getting paid for it, but Jose wants more, more money and the chance to eliminate Fairy Tail, to take it all away from Makarov. You can't possibly win!"

"In normal guild terms, no, we wouldn't..." Alex answered as he then smiled and a chill ran down everyone's spine as Alex spoke. "After all, all we would have is a guild of capable members, an S-Rank Wizard of Titania, Makarov of the Ten Wizard Saints, and Salamander while you would have the Element Four, branches of Phantom Lord guilds, the Jupiter Cannon, and Jose Porla, a Wizard Saint himself, we would be at a sheer disadvantage... if we were normal." He pulled the shears free and quickly slid them into the back of the seat, the blades barely nicking Gajeel's throat. "We are not normal, we chew up impossibility and spit it in the face of our enemies, we don't cower to paltry threats, we snap arms and legs right off for every single wound inflicted on our members, we are not the number one guild for our fame, for our fortune, we are number one because we treat every single member as family and we defend family." He got right close with a growl as he spoke. "You wouldn't know the first thing about family, Redfox, you are arrogant, you don't care about anyone beyond a fight, and you strut around like you own the place, just like a human-hating dragon...!" He removed the shears and stored them as he walked away. "Do what you want with him, Master Makarov, I am taking a moment to get some air before I actually manhandle a Dragon Slayer like a bear and a cub, a bitter relationship..."

He stepped away and out of the guild before Natsu raised his hand with tears in his eyes.

"Master, I messed up in stealing the Galuna S-Rank, can we be punished now, please?"

"Yeah, Master, I don't want to agree with Natsu, but I am, we messed up with going against your rules, we screwed up."

"Can we not get punished by him, though? I really don't want to know what his ideas of punishment will be, Master!"

"A-Aye!" Erza didn't say anything, but she too was terrified on how Alex handled one of the toughest Wizards in Phantom Lord without even a blink of pause or emotion beyond his threatening stances in dominating the interrogation. Makarov breathed, taking in the knowledge that Phantom Lord was picking a fight for Lucy and that he would ask her what that entailed in her family matters, as he turned to them as he spoke.

"In normal circumstances, I would be very upset with you four for disobeying the rules, I would be also pleased that you succeeded in doing the quest and returned to us in one piece, but I am currently processing the sheer foolishness of Jose in trying to provoke us in this way, you will be punished by cleaning up the guild for the next two weeks, it may seem small, but you know how our fights and messes can get by now."

"Yes, Master..." Makarov left the detail to Erza to handle while he pondered on the reckless nature of Phantom Lord, he also felt that what Alex had done... was cost Phantom Lord their own lives if they tried again...

Jose Porla growled at the message sent to him from Magnolia, telling a single line that condemned him in rage.

'We know.' And beside it was the mark of Fairy Tail as he snarled in ripping to shreds as he bellowed.

"I want the Element Four retrieving that blasted girl and I want the Headquarters marching right for Magnolia so that we may annihilate those damn fairies!"

"Yes, Master!" The building shifted to tower on six mechanical legs before plowing forward for Magnolia, the guild ready to massacre all of those fairies, heedless of the fact that while the main branch marched for war, the rest were not so fortunate.

Mystagon hummed to the marching machine before he shrugged in heading off. 'Their pyre, I guess. I suppose even the crown weighs too heavily on the brow and dulls the senses to all but their own ego...' Another came to mind and he mused. 'If this Fairy Tail is being taught by that young man, a bounty hunter to his appearance, then even he would feared the power of being human far above the desire of Magic...'

Now was not the time to focus on that, he did have some other branches to cut, rotten roots from the looks of them and a good thing he was the gardener for today and the next few days...