It tired him out and he used that to sleep away the strain and let the memories settle away from his mind. He breathed in finally settling it all to rest for now as Freefall spoke with him recovering enough. "Are you now better to converse?"

"Still recovering with some mild Magic Exhaustion, but doing much better." Alex answered as he slowly got up before he ran a hand over the scaled muzzle. "I should tell the guild what happened, can you lift me up for this...?" Freefall nodded as Alex held onto the neck in his shift, his feet touching the ground before they headed off, Kenith moving from the wall as the thing with Love and Lucky had passed while he was on bedrest, he joining the pair in their walk as they entered the guild, the chatter coming to an end in seeing Alex again, his face wearing a small frown as he was placed on a stool by the bar as he spoke. "Thank you, Freefall." He breathed to a tankard of juice arriving to his side and he paying for it, taking a sip as he calmed his thoughts. "Better, now I can talk..."

"What is on your mind, young man?" Makarov spoke in sitting on the counter near him as Alex cast a glance to the Master before he breathed in speaking.

"Coming clean on what happened, the first round of teleporting, to be honest." He hummed with drinking, the rest of the guild listening, even Laxus who was on the second floor, but with ears unblocked from his music for the moment, and his Thunder Legion Tribe. "When I was answering the reason of Loke's being, I unwittingly started to use Teleportation Magic and it was randomized from the start." He shook his head as he continued. "The first stop was somewhere like a mountain or the like, but I had filed that away as that didn't seem like it was all that important, no." He huffed as he continued. "No, it was not as important as reflexes kicking in with pulling one of my heavy-caliber revolvers, enchanting it, and punching a hole right through the chest... of Acnologia." Spit takes overtook the guild as Alex chuckled a bit. "I know, I thought it was crazy too, but there was no denying the black and blue scaling of that behemoth, how his presence filled me with a sense of danger, and how after the fact, I spied a red-haired man, wounded up and missing an arm and a leg, possibly from the battle that I interrupted." He cast a glance to the nervously-drinking Cana before he resumed.

"I got out of there with another teleport, only to end up in a forest, during what must have been a 'only the strongest prevail while the weak are killed' type of training and blasted that trainer in self-defense, he not coming back with a taint of demon in his veins, I have hopes for his daughter, Minerva I believe her name was, I am not sure." He rolled his wrist to Makarov nodding a bit before he finished up. "I then ended up in the Tower of Heaven, during a meeting I think and, at that point, enough was enough as I just dashed and backhanded a guy, the aura of something corrupted coming right out of him from where I am guessing it the right eye, like it was seeding itself there." He hummed in scratching his cheek on it. "That's all there was to it, my second trip was a bit more taxing, but that one is kept under lock and key."

He turned in his seat as he continued. "If any were wondering Acnologia's size, think Titan Makarov, just more dragon, blue, black, and a heck of fury and arrogance." He answered as he breathed with centering his thoughts on what happens next.

Technically, it would be the Oracion Seis Arc, where they were hunting down the legend known as 'Nirvana', where the concepts of good and bad are just as easily swiped around with the wavering of a heart or border lining the idea of good and evil. this was the mission where the Council wanted it handled, so sent the Guilds of Fairy Tail, Lamia Scale, Blue Pegasus, and Cait Shelter to stop them and prevent Nirvana from falling into the wrong hands.

But it was a problem now, without Oracion leading the search, the Council may not be inclined to send members to handle it, leaving Cait Shelter on their own and this was bad as, in his mind, there was no doubt of how long the old man had been holding together in watching over the once-great city, and that would leave one little girl all alone with only her Exceed there to be with her, that was not life.

He paused in that thought before he spoke with turning in his seat. "Natsu, Gajeel, come here a moment..." Both looked at the other in confusion before accepting to approach him as he fully faced them in speaking. "I just want to be sure about this, how old are you?" The face fault was real as all of the guild toppled in surprise to such a question, even the Dragon Slayers, as they fell and yelped in getting back up.

"What the hell, man, I'm seventeen/nineteen!" Both exclaimed as Alex nodded as Makarov just laughed at the simple question, but knew that he wouldn't have asked if it wasn't important in some way.

"Okay, and what was the first thing you thought upon looking at the other?"

"Rival..." Both growled as the guild tensed for a fight as Alex deadpanned before he puffed in exhaust.

"Okay, bad question to ask, it's just..." He glanced between the two fuming fighters before he spoke. "What was going through your heads when you looked at the other, besides the rival thing." Gajeel huffed as he spoke.

"Like a overly-rowdy runt."

"Better than looking like a hedgehog, metalhead!"

"You picking a fight, Salamander?!"

"Bring it!" Both froze to Alex's hands touching the sides of their heads as he spoke.

"Good enough..." Alex answered and he pulsed, the violet energies surging from his body and lighting up both of the Dragon Slayers as he sought out the closest memories that could...

Nevermind, he found them, the scene hazy to the both of them, due to the mental block, but it was clear that they were more than happy taunting the other and rough housing, like brothers would do, while a smaller, blue-haired girl worried on their fights while a pair of toddlers watched with awe from the side of their host, her attire matching that of the older time period that Zeref's own clothes seemed to mimic.

Through that memory, he traced the lines to the blocks and grabbed them, the blocks cracking to the touch before shattering to some grip that he exhibited on them and then they were back in the Guild, Alex removing his hands carefully to the stunned stature of both of them before both flopped on the ground, Levy rushing over with Happy trying to get Natsu to wake up.

"What did you do?"

"Mental block, both of them were carrying an abnormal memory block in their minds and it was set on the same day as their dragons disappearing, but that is where things get a tad weird." He frowning with folded arms as he spoke. "The month and day were lining up, but the year was different, not being the triple sevens, rather it was set as three seven seven, this could have caused their bodies to be trapped or held back by a set rune or something restricting based on age as it functions as a part of their bodies." The guild looked to Freed as he lightly coughed a bit in looking away, Kenith having also filled Alex in on that rune trap while Freed was cleaning up for the festival to undergo and Laxus apologizing for what he had done wrong.

Makarov was light on him for that, instead having him work a bit in a trade program with Blue Pegasus as he didn't want his grandson to be serving drinks and smiles in Fairy Tail, Blue Pegasus was a far better place for learning that, despite their weirdly off Guild Master. He accepted this as he also let slip something else, a monkey man taunting him before the Guild Pummeling he got, a notion that neither of the brothers missed as, Love and Lucky was attacked by a band of monkey men with Gun Magic which added weight to something bad.

Alex hummed as he continued. "It was ancient, so a light travel through their minds and finding it was a bit harder, but it was aged and had decayed, despite still being the same in body and spirit, so it just shattered to pieces when I got my hands on them, it was really weird and I don't think it answers why they were there in the first place." Kenith shared a glance with him and he conveyed the idea that they shouldn't be involved with the possible upset of the Dragon King Festival; without any of the Dragons, the Festival, bloody and horrid, had no room left to exist anymore. He looked at the Slayers before a sweat dropped formed on his brow. "Did I just... break them?"

"You might have..." Gray huffed in looking to the side as he spoke. "Without Natsu, there is not going to be a team on hand to handle the remains of Oracion Seis's members." He deadpanned as he continued with a small smirk. "Well, Shadowgear and Thunder Legion are teams, but with Levy keeping to Gajeel and Laxus on the down low for now, both teams have lost their impulse controls." Jet, Droy, Bickslow, Evergreen, and Freed all exclaimed that they had control before getting a shake of the head from Levy and Laxus covering his mouth with looking the other way.

"So then, who is going to handle those Dark Guilds then?" Kenith asked with joining Alex with the bounty hunter shrugging his shoulder before a pair of gauntlet hands gripped their shoulders and they looked into the eye of Scarlet, who was exhibiting a pleasant smile, but with the undertone of pain on refusal.

"Well, you did cost us a member, Alex, so it would be fair that an eye of an eye is required and, after what your brother did after the Thunder legion defeat, he should come along too." Both nodded before both leaned to the other as he whispered.

"What did you do?"

"I... may have gotten Mirajane back up in her demon power, so and so that she pulled a Sitri on me and I pulled a standstill with her."

"...Oh, those poor Dark Wizards..." He was wondering what was causing the light glare from Mira at his brother, now he knew what and, even if it had been years since she used her Take Over power, to use Sitri and fight Kenith, so much that he had to pull her into a standstill, things were not looking that great for any Dark Guild that tries to pick a fight with them, so that was how Alex and Kenith were recruited for the job of clearing out the remains of Oracion Seis who, even now, searched for Nirvana, deep in the Worth Woodsea forest...