: Well I can't really do a NaLi pairing with there being no Lisanna in my story now could I? Yes, she is, and yes there is an Edolas.

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crimson11116: Yes, Sasuke will still have his Sharingan. He just won't be able to use it, as...well I can't tell you right now.

It's My Turn Now

Mito Uzumaki sat against her throne with a smug look on her face. She couldn't help the look, along with the radiance that seemed to flow off of her. She had sealed the deal. She had won. Not only were the biggest threats to her plans effectively nullified, and no one in this world had the ability to negate a seal that she had created. She was to proficient at it.

The woman stood from her chair, deciding to stretch her legs a bit. She walked out of her throne room, a down the dark, gray hallway. She saw a door at the end of the hall, the door she was headed towards, and opened it, a smirk on her face. She gently tapped the door, not for reasons one would assume. Everything in her base was hers, and she needed no permission from anyone to open the door. No, she tapped the door out of love.

A sick, twisted love.

She opened the door to see seven lacrima lying in capsules. She walked up to the one labelled, 'Sanbi,' and smiled. However, she was not in the mood for patients, and instead launched a punch that shattered the protective lacrima that surrounded it, before grabbing it. She laughed, before she walked out of the room. She then looked at the teen who sat before the door, already knowing what he was about to be asked.

Mito smiled at the teen, ruffling his hair.

"Akira…head to Daphne and guard her from Isobu. She said that she wanted to have a test subject so let her. Knowing her, her prisoner is not going to give in from the reports she gave. She wants Isobu to reveal the information, but the Bijuu will not likely be cooperative. You are to guard her until she has extracted all information, and then you are to bring Isobu back to base. Meanwhile, I'm going to the meeting with Grimoire Heart, Oracion Seis, and Tartarus. When you get back you are in charge.

The teen raised his head, nodding. His silver hair and golden eyes did nothing to hide the serious nature of him. The young teen who had previously fought with Natsu and Gray had been broken down and built back up again, all in honor of serving Mito. Mito smiled at his silence, looking at his shoulder.

The scar there was quite visible, as the sleeveless dark blue shirt and black pants did nothing to hide it. The scar was grotesque, being a dark, hard, purple, although the burn did nothing to hide the thriving cut marks there. Akira didn't even seem like he felt pain from it.

Akira tenderly grabbed the crystal before he opened a nearby window. With that, he vanished, a sonic boom being the only thing resembling him even existing there in the first place. Mito smiled as she heard the noise.

"Like music to my ears. That boy, he is rather special. To be able to fight with Shukaku for five minutes despite not having any special training to do so. Yes, he is gifted, truly the embodiment of what a mage who has lost everything has the capabilities to be."

Mito shrugged. "It does not matter."

She walked down the hallway, flaring her magic power at two doors. The two doors slowly opened before Shukaku and Matatabi respectively came out, both glowering at her. Mito frowned.

"Drop the glare. We don't have time for your shit. We're headed to a meeting with Oracion Seis, Grimoire Heart, and Tartarus, and insubordination will not be tolerated," she said, pouring a bit of pour into her words.

The Bijuu nodded, before she smiled. "Good. Then, let us get going."

She clasped a hand onto each of their shoulders before they vanished.

XxX

Mito and her two servants reappeared in the middle of a desert, their eyes slightly wide. Matatabi was just surprised, while Shukaku was shaking uncontrollably.

"Are you attempting to mock me, woman," he sneered, his power beginning to radiate. Mito simply smirked. "I'd cut the power if I were you. You wouldn't want to make a bad impression," she said, before walking down a sand dune. Matatabi and Shukaku followed, although the Mito and Matatabi felt the constant shift of the sand.

Shukaku was debating whether or not to kill them.

However, the sand suddenly stopped moving, making Shukaku raise his head and narrow his eyes. For a mere mortal to upset his control over sand…it was humiliating…no…infuriating.

As the trio reached the base of the sand dune they were greeted by two other groups.

"Hello Hades…Brain."

Hades was a tall, elderly man with long, slicked back, silvery white hair. He sported a mustache, and a long, yet mildly thin and curly beard that reached his lower chest. He had a muscular figure and was well defined, despite his age, which was seen from the wrinkles on his face. His right eye was covered by an eye-patch.

The man wore a dark shirt paired with armored shoulder pads and shiny gauntlets, as well as chain mail covering the part of his arms that would have been exposed. He sported simply light pants with flames near the edges, held by what looked like a light belt composed of two straps with the relative buttons. Dark, simple boots looked to be almost to snug on his feet. He wore a large, dark cape which bore his guild symbol. The cape sported a mantle with a high collar, lighter-colored borders and jagged lower edges.

Brain had neat silver hair that reached his shoulders. He had dark eyes, which seemed to radiate a sense of death, and dark skin. He had unique markings on his face that took the shape of straight black lines, however Mito knew the signs of Organic Link Magic when she saw it.

"Mito Uzumaki…the 'Last Uzumaki,' as you yourself dubbed, even though Naruto Uzumaki still exists," Brain said.

The woman chuckled, shaking her head. "No. He is but an enigma. He is not Uzumaki, at least…not anymore."

"I presume you killed him."

"That is none of your business.

Mito glared at the snake behind him, which had hissed at her. The snake was large, with violet scales and a light colored underside. Its eyes were green with black pupils that were slits. Mito was about to scare the snake with some power when he eyes rested on the man who tensed when she had just begun the smallest process of building up her magic. She raised an eyebrow, interested in the man who could read her so well.

The man was slim and of average height with tanned skin and spiky, upward-styled crimson hair that reminded her of her own. However, his upwards look was slightly ruined the hair that covered his forehead and two bangs that framed his face. He had snake-like features, with slanted eyes and a rather flat nose, and she could have sworn she saw the barest hints of canine teeth sticking out of his mouth. He sported a simple circular earring on his ears.

He sported an elaborated, whitish coat with purple inner lining and cuffs intricately decorated by silver-colored motifs, and many studs lined up the chest, the high collar, and the sleeves, which had armbands seemingly made of metal around them above his elbows. He wore a dark shirt below it. Crimson leather pants clung to his legs. The pants were held up by a studded belt, with similar ones circling diagonally the upper parts of his legs and simple brown shoes.

Her gaze left him to Brain's last bodyguard who…was sleeping. He was a lean young man with short, spiky black hair at the top and longer, straight, white hair at the bottom with long white hair framing his face. The right side was adorned by five maroon beads. He wore a black leather vest with white fur trimming and a white armlet around his right bicep. A black choker bound his neck. He wore a pair of yellow pants with black designs on them and burgundy boots. Spiked bracelets adorned his wrists and skull earring his ears. He wore dark eyeliner and plum-colored lipstick.

"Who are your guards, Brain?" Brain frowned, but knew he couldn't keep their identities a secret. Even he couldn't defeat the two other dark guilds, at least, not yet.

"Cobra and Cubellios, the man and snake respectively, and Midnight, the one asleep."

"Nice to meet you."

Cobra was silent and Cubellios curled around him. Mito chuckled at the action before she glanced at Midnight, who sat there, unmoving except for the steady rise and fall of his chest to signify he was alive.

'I wonder what he's like…with his chest still?'

Shukaku couldn't help the thought. He wanted to kill, he wanted to kill so badly. He was on his home turf too, he could see everything for miles, even the massive place underneath the sand. Nothing could beat him here…except a damn mortal…infuriating mortals.

"Who are your guards? I don't believe I've seen them before."

Mito smiled at Hades. "You might have heard of them. 'Shukkaku of the Desert,' or Yui Nii, the 'Monster Cat.'"

Hades nodded. "Yes…one's a criminal and the other is an S-class mage belonging to your fake guild." Mito nodded, "Yes, both do belong to my guild. Now, where are your bodyguards?"

Hades snorted. From above him two shades appeared before they landed, revealing an attractive woman and a man.

The woman was pale-skinned with dark purple hair and brown eyes. She has a rather voluptuous figure, and she wore a long revealing dress, sporting a striped pattern. It was Ultear.

'Interesting…so she is a spy…Hades is either very confident…or very foolhardy.'

However, the man Mito did not know. He was tall, and muscular and looked to be middle aged, with extremely long dark hair, which was gathered on the back of his head, leaving his forehead exposed, and tied in a clothed ponytail, reaching down below his waist, adorned by thin, dark strips crossing its whole length, and having his hair sprout from its end in a large tuft. He had a large, mildly hooked nose, and prominent bags under his eyes. He had very thin eyebrows and a very thin upper lip, as well as an upper lip, and possessed bushy triangular sideburns angled upwards, and some stubble around his chin and lower face. On the back of his left wrist is a dark tattoo with an open rhomboidal shape, resembling a large arrow bent in two angles to point towards its back.

He wore a light-colored, sleeveless cloth, reaching down to his knees both on the front and, larger, on the back, which was open on the sides, but held closed around the waist by a light sash. On the front, the part of the cloth covering his legs was adorned by a large, stylized dark-colored sun, and its lower chest had a pair of dark wings, with their stylized feathers extending sideways, over it. The cloth's edges were decorated by four stripes, with the dark two being the central ones, and the other, light-colored ones flanking them on both sides. Below such cloth, he wore a dark-colored shirt with a high, round collar adorned on the front by a small metal plate, with its shape resembling a rounded, capsized pyramid, and sleeves reaching down below his elbows. His legs were covered by a pair of dark baggy pants, with a light stripe going down each leg's side, which were tucked inside a pair of bright-colored boots. Over his entire outfit, he wore a large, bright-colored overcoat draped over his shoulders like a cape, with his arms out of its sleeves. The coat had a high collar and edges sided by a line of small, dark triangles pointing sideways. On its back is a large kanji, meaning "Blue" and both of its sleeves are also emblazoned with a larger version of the same symbol.

"Bluenote," the man said, a smirk playing across his face. Mito winked at him, a sultry smirk on her face. "Mito," she cooed. Bluenote rolled his eyes. "Sorry, you aren't my type." Mito pouted, as if she was actually cute, playing the innocent woman look very well.

'Disgusting,' was a though shared by Brain, Shukaku, and Matatabi.

"So you are all here…"

The three groups looked up to see two men standing above them, serious looks plastered onto both of their faces.

"Ah, Poseidon, Hades, it's nice to see you two," Mito said, a cheery smile on her face.

Poseidon looked blankly at the woman, his emotions unreadable, even to her.

Poseidon had a muscular frame, along with shaggy black hair that hung loosely over his tanned skin, reaching his feet. He wore pinstriped dark blue and white pants, with a tight blue vest. Under the vest was a skin tight, black, pinstriped, long-sleeved shirt. Above that was a black overcoat that hung to his ankles, which was unbuttoned, and reached his wrists in terms of arm-length. There were dark blue, nearly black, gloves on his hands. Over that he wore a coat that looked similar to a military officer's coat, which was snug on his heavily cloaked body, with a belt looped around him. There was a small opening at the top that allowed the collar of the trench coat to be visible. He wore a black hat, and lastly, had a glowing, blue trident in his hands.

Hades had a lean frame, with pitch black hair that hung loosely to his shoulders. He wore white armor that depicted screaming, ghastly people all over it, all with looks of terror on their faces. His sclera were a blank purple, and his eyes pitch black. A large blade was strapped over his back, made of obsidian. Lastly, there were two, large, jagged scars over his eyes, leaving no room for his eyes, and leaving him without eyebrows. His skin was deathly pale. Lastly, there was a shiny, black helmet on his head, with three horns sticking out from the sides and front.

"Now that we're all here, let us go." Poseidon said, before he stabbed his trident into the ground. Shukaku couldn't help the wide eyes on his face.

The sand slowly began to part, before it opened into a deep, dark, cavern. He couldn't believe someone with the name based of the deity of water could control sand.

"Surprised Shukaku? My name holds weight after all."

Shukaku frowned.

"It seems you don't know. Allow me to enlighten you. Poseideon did not just control the waters, but also the earth. You would do well to remember that…earthquakes are at high chance of happening this year after all," the man said, before he jumped into the cavern. Hades was quick to follow. As the others followed them in Shukaku's eyes twitched.

"Did he just threaten me?"

Mito nodded. "Be careful you two. When we go into this meeting we aren't dealing with your average mages. No, these guys are strong enough to match, and possibly even defeat some of you. Well, at least the mages from Tartarus. The rest I highly doubt. I also feel I should inform you, that Poseidon, to my knowledge of Greek mythology, isn't the strongest God, and neither is Hades. That likely means there are stronger ones, and if it's completely based of Greek mythology, Titans and Primordials are down there as well. Be careful. We are going into the Tartarus den."

Mito jumped.

Matatabi and Shukaku looked at each other before looking down into the hole.

"Fuck." The two said simultaneously before jumping.

XxX

Akira appeared in front of the door to the building with a frown on his face. He didn't particularly care for the person he was about to see, yet she did good business so he had no real reason to dislike her. Maybe it was because of the fact that she was sadist who enjoyed other peoples pain more than Mito did, or maybe because she was just plain creepy.

It didn't matter.

The teen walked up to the seemingly empty space before he raised his arm. He seemed to knock on the air, however a form rippled and revealed a large, storage-house-like building. Akira frowned, waiting for the woman to realize.

The door opened, revealing a severely irritated woman glaring at him. Daphne was a relatively tall (roughly the height of Gray) woman. She was thin and bespectacled woman with shoulder length black hair, brown eyes, and large breasts.

Daphne wore a pale green halter top with forest green trimmings (exposing a small portion of her midriff), over the top of which she sported a white, knee length lab coat. The lab coat itself was decorated with hot pink buttons, and behind each sleeve cuff were two, pale pink loops, which, on either side, also featured hot pink buttons. Daphne sported a pale, pink-ish mini skirt, which was fastened around her waist with a small, bright yellow button. She wore white flip flops. Daphne completed her look by wearing a white, Boss of the Plains hat, upon which the strap was a pale pink and, like much of her other attire, and was decorated with hot pink buttons. The hat itself sported an intriguing design; rather than a normal crown, the crown of the hat was shaped rather similar to a cat's ears.

"Akira…" the woman mumbled. "Well…I guess I can't refuse you. It'd be bad for business. Come on in."

Akira nodded walking into the building as she closed the door. She sighed, rubbing a hand through a strand of her thick hair before she glanced around her white room. She ignored the chairs and tables, preferring the many books, tomes, and scrolls across the walls, all featuring descriptions with dragons.

"I still fail to see how you would need a Bijuu when you contain the ability to make dragons."

Daphne rolled her eyes, walking into a room with a trapdoor. She pulled open the trapdoor before beginning her descent downwards. Akira followed closely. As they reached the ground they were in a dark basement filled with many cages and robotic parts.

"I don't think you understand the difficulty it requires to make a dragon. It's much more complex than a simple, construct of magic like the Bijuu. No, a dragon is too great for a simple, mundane mind like yourself to ever be able to comprehend."

Akira didn't react at the jab, instead keeping his cool. Daphne frowned.

"You know, that's why I hate you. You're emotionless…the exact opposite of anything useful."

Silence.

The woman frowned, her second attempt at getting a rise from him failing. She simply walked towards the one cage that contained a human being. A woman to be specific. The woman was chained to the floor of the cage, he red hair sprawled out against the ground. Her curvaceous body did nothing to hide the fact that she seemed unfit and completely unhealthy.

"So…this is the one you found?"

Daphne nodded. "She refuses to give me any information. So…with the Bijuu I'll be able to abstract the information I need and possibly use it to dissect the creature she came in on."

Akira frowned, handing the lacrima to Daphne. The woman nodded, walking into the cage and glowering at the woman.

"Erza…"

The woman's eyes blearily opened, before she recognized who was above her.

Her tormentor.

"It's time to go to sleep Erza," Daphne began, jabbing the lacrima into the short-haired red heads chest, directly through her large breasts, "permanently."

XxX

Mito landed on the ground, her eyes searching the dark cavern instantly. She stood when she recognized that there were threats…all around her. Just what she was expecting.

She walked forwards, her eyes glowing with radiating crimson power. "Hades…take these shadows away…now!"

Her voice was too sickly sweet.

However, the shadows suddenly retreated, being sucked into Hades' armor through his feet. He nodded. "You pass." Mito frowned. "I dislike tests."

Hades didn't answer, instead turning and walking towards a door. He opened it gently before he vanished into its confines. The door disappeared. Poseidon slammed his trident on the ground. The opening above Mito and her two bodyguards closed, creating darkness, this time naturally, all around.

"Matatabi."

Blue flames flickered off the Bijuu, creating a light source for everyone.

"Oh yes, you humans are rather unaccustomed to living and breathing in the dark. It will be weird to see what the master thinks about that…you mortals."

Shukaku and Matatabi were silent, despite the judging tone in their voice. However, Ultear seemed to take clear offence to this.

"Are you calling yourself not mortal?"

"I just said I wasn't didn't I? Are you deaf?"

Ultear snarled, but Hades put a hand on her shoulder. She bowed to her master, who glared at Poseidon. Poseidon simply shrugged before walking. The groups followed. Poseidon led the three groups deep into the rocky chasm, before he sat down on a rock. The others watched him, a curious look in their eyes.

"This is as far as you go," he said.

They all tensed, preparing for a fight. Poseidon shook his hands, his eyes shooting passed them and trailing what they assumed to be a person in the darkness.

"I'm not here to fight, only as a bodyguard. Master Erebus and Master Tartarus will see you soon. That is why I am the only bodyguard…because we have two masters."

Mito seemed to frown at that. "Poseidon…is everyone in this guild named after a Greek deity?"

Poseidon looked at her and said nothing. He simply shook his head. "We do have others, like Sayla, Keith, Silver, Torafusa, and Jackal. However, the ones that are higher on the food chain are. Contrary to what you might believe, Tartarus isn't as mystical as you thought. We aren't even all that secretive."

Hades raised an eyebrow. "Why? After all, you seem to be very secretive, what with the deep dark cave? Plus, revealing your goals to your enemies is awfully foolhardy."

Brain nodded. "I agree with Hades. You all are open with your information…too open. I don't trust you."

Poseidon smirked, rolling his eyes. "I personally don't care what you think of me. The reason we tell you all of this information is because we have nothing to hide. It's not like you could stop us."

The guilds bristled at his words, all of them gathering their magic power, however a crushing weight settled upon all of them.

"Enough Poseidon…let them be."

Poseidon bowed, nodding to the two figures that seemed to be cloaked in darkness walking towards them.

The taller, less imposing, one had shaggy black hair that hung to his waist, with purple, glowing eyes. His skin was a deep tan, and a form of armor. It had spikes jutting from its shoulders, and was black in color. It left his chest and stomach open, although it covered his legs and arms with heavy armor. Obsidian chains shot from the waist and arms of the armor, trailing on the ground. He had a neutral look on his face, even though his black wings trailed on the ground, leaving a small trail of dust.

The shorter one had gravity deifying, spiky hair. Large, thick sideburns trailed down his face and he had a large, thick, black goatee, with the hair of his beard and the hair of his mustache connecting. His skin was a sickly purplish-black color, and he held no pupils. Instead, he held glowing, yellow sclera, like an incoming storm of righteous anger.

It was not righteous.

The man wore baggy purple pants, and armored shoulder pads with spikes jutting from the edges. He wore gauntlets that had spikes jutting out at all sides and a seemingly flimsy, yet everyone could see the armor underneath, purple shirt with black flames in the center of it. A waist-guard was put slightly above his waist, guarding his waist and part of his abdomen, with a chain tied around it. He wore baggy purple pants that were tucked into purple military boots. Lastly, he was radiating a black, powerful aura.

Poseidon rose quickly, bowing to the two.

"Master Erebus, Master Tartarus."

The taller one nodded, walking over to Poseidon and standing in front of him, to the right. The shorter one stood at the left, also in front of Poseidon.

"So…you two are the ones we've heard so much about huh?" Shukaku said, an annoyed and condescending tone in his voice. The guild masters made no visible reaction, instead talking to Brain.

"Mito Uzumaki…we are not here to talk with your pets," Shukaku growled. "We are simply here for the meeting and the test," said the taller one.

Mito nodded, a delicate smile playing across her features. "Yes, I understand Erebus. The two are already prepared for the matches, as for the meeting, the two have been dealt with. Not only that, but the Bijuufication project is going swimmingly. Soon, all nine, not including the Kyuubi, will be revived. Our plan is being set in motion. You will have your dragon in chains, and I will have my Bijuu."

Erebus nodded, turning to the shorter one, and presumably, Tartarus. Tartarus nodded, looking at Brain. "What of you Brain? Have you found the Nirvit device you were looking for?" Brain shook his head. "No. We have not. However, several new dark guilds have arisen and have come to us for protection. As we speak my men are scouring the most probable areas in search of any trace of the device."

Tartarus nodded. Hades didn't miss a beat.

"Grimoire Heart has found the most probable location of Zeref," he began, speaking slowly as to test Tartarus' reaction. There was none.

"However, the location of him makes him…difficult…to reach."

"Difficult how?" Erebus asked.

Hades frowned. "He is on…Tenrou Island."

Tartarus and Erebus frowned, deep thought coming over there face. Poseidon flared his power quickly, getting the others to look at him.

"What?" Tartarus asked, clearly irritated.

Poseidon couldn't restrain his confusion. "I'm afraid I don't know what this Tenrou Island is. However, I fail to see how an island is a difficult place to reach. You clearly know the location of it, so why not go there and retrieve Zeref-sama?"

Tartarus simply kept a neutral face. "Tenrou Island…it is not an easy place to breach. A barrier is set up around it. A barrier that does not allow anyone but a guild member of Fairy Tail to reach. Because of this fact few people even think it does exist. The only reason Hades knows where it is, is because he was a previous master of Fairy Tail."

Poseidon still was confused. "A mere barrier? That wouldn't be enough to stop us."

Hades snorted. "Have you heard of Mavis Vermillion?"

Poseidon nodded. "Who hasn't? The legendary 'Fairy Tactician?'"

Hades smirked. "Tenrou Island was her birthplace. I should know, I met her and created Fairy Tail with her. When she died we brought her back to the island, and with her last dying brief she blessed the island. She made it so that only a Fairy Tail mage or Zeref would be able to come onto the island of their own free will. That is why people wonder if it exists. Because no one other than Fairy Tail has been on it. In retrospect that was a bad move on my part, but since I left the guild I am unable to go on the island."

Mito snorted. "That problem can be easily fixed."

They all turned to her, all with their eyebrows raised. "And what is your proposal, Mito-dono?" Tartarus asked. Mito winked at him before she opened her mouth. What she said shocked everyone.

"You can't be serious!?" Hades asked. Mito shook her head. "It's a fairly simple solution, and it's believable. I fail to see what your problem is."

Hades stumbled, but Erebus grew a sinister smirk on his face. "I have to agree Mito. That is a rather ingenious plan. However, I want you to take one person with you when you, because you will, do it." Hades was silent, clearly recognizing the threat if he decided against it.

'Oh you will get yours Erebus…you will get yours.'

"Who do you want me to take?"

"Zeira."

Hades paused before he released his magic power in a flood. His body glowed with a dark power that set even Brain off.

"Is that supposed to be some sort of joke?"

Erebus shook his head. "No. She is 113 years old, yet she looks like she's in her 50's, plus the fact that she can still use magic. She is perfect."

"And she despises me for leaving the guild and not telling her where I went!"

"That sounds like a personal problem. You will do this." Erebus said, an even more powerful flood of magic energy pouring off of him. Hades chocked under the power, his face revealing how hard his body was straining to sort out air from magic power. Hades had never felt anything like it. A being with the power to turn even the very air into his power, even though what he was named after had nothing to do with air. To turn air into oppressive aura…it was a scary thought.

Hades simply paled, a cold sweat trailing down his face.

"Of course."

Erebus let up the pressure, taking note of Shukaku's slightly more bloodthirsty look. "Calm down, tanuki. You will get your chance to fight yet. One I think you will enjoy fighting as well."

Tartarus nodded. "Well, I guess it's our turn now. The guilds army has swelled in the last few decades. The 'Nine Demon Gates' have grown in power, and the 'False God' Division has made another fortress in Tempest. Our war with Fiore will begin in a few years. The regular dark mages are being weeded through, leaving only the completely useless fodder, or actual decent human mages left at our disposal. The 'Titan Corpse' and the 'Gigantic' have all begun even more recruitment processes in Tempest. We grow more powerful by the hour."

Mito frowned at the complete utter information she was given. She was debating whether or not she should reveal her true intentions or not. After all, while they may be in an alliance, all of them were still dark guilds, and she knew that they all had plans to stab the other in the back eventually. She, for one, had no plan on giving Tartarus their dragon, and knew that she had to make sure that neither Brain nor Hades accomplished their goals. It would be detrimental. Then again, Tartarus wasn't the only one with an army at their disposal. Still, she did not doubt that Tartarus' power grew stronger by the hour, while hers only grew stronger by the day. If it came down to it, Tartarus mages would be leagues ahead of hers by the time that she was ready to war with them. She had to improve her training facilities.

'I can't very well do quality over quantity though. Tartarus has a higher quantity of quality mages than I do. I need a healthy balance of both.'

"Well then," Tartarus said, turning around. He nodded to Poseidon who raised his trident, slamming it on the ground. The floor beneath all of them sunk into the ground, before slamming into something akin to the coliseum. They all took their seats, except for Poseidon, who flipped, landing in the arena. Torches were alit around the place to allow vision, along with floating lacrima.

"Shukaku…go down there. You will be fighting him, however, I want you to use lethal force. Any less and you will die. Death is not against the rules in these fights. You merely fight until we are satisfied, are we clear?"

Shukaku nodded, jumping and landing on the ground. However, he quickly shed his human skin, sand cloaking his body in a miniature form of his true self.

"Are you ready?" Tartarus called. He got two nods in response. He nodded. "Then fight!"

XxX

Akira watched with no emotions as Erza writhed on the ground in agony, resisting the watery confines of the Sanbi with all of her might. However, the Bijuu quickly dealt with the womans will, and let its power flood outwards. Akira couldn't help but be reminded slightly of how Matatabi was created.

(-Flashback-)

"Arise Yui," Mito called. The young girl rose. She was the best mage Mito had at her disposal. She was a master of all forms of Fire Magic and was adept in Take Over: Satan Soul, enough to match Mirajane Staruss blow for blow if she still fought. Her platinum blonde hair reached her ankles in a high ponytail, and she wore a gray, armored robe.

"You wanted me, Mito-sama?"

Mito smiled gently, lifting a lacrima. "You have shown to be a great mage, Yui-san. I would like to reward you with this lacrima. It should greatly improve your Fire Magic."

Yui's eyes widened. "Really? I thought you said I was a master?"

"Even a master can improve."

Yui couldn't deny that and gently grabbed the lacrima. Mito began to speak. "These lacrima's are…different. They must be inserted physically, without the help of any other utensil. Otherwise they will not work. My work at creating them is rather crude, and for that I apologize."

Yui nodded. "Still, Mito-sama, for you to be able to create something like, to be able to create a lacirma at all. I thought only the Magic Council had that type of power."

Mito smiled. "There are many things you will learn while you are in my guild. Some you will like, some you will not."

Yui nodded, and inserted the lacrima. She felt nothing for a brief moment before she screamed in pain.

Akira watched apathetically as the girl was taken over by the Matatabi. He had no opinions. He was just a tool, he realized that now. Emotions were a hindrance, pity was weakness. There was no need to pity this girl. She would grow stronger, even if she never knew.

(-Flashback-)

Akira felt nothing, not even pity, as he saw the young redhead on the ground writhe in pain. The Bijuufication process was going to be complete soon, and there was nothing she, or he, could do to stop it. That is, if he would have done something to stop it in the first place.

Akira

Smirked as the girls previously red hair turned gray and lengthened, reaching her elbows. Her eyes changed color, her sclera turning red and her pupils turning crimson. She shrunk down in size, before a surge of power exploded off of her. She easily broke the chains that bound her, floating into the air and landing on her feet. She opened her eyes, and spoke in a gravelly voice, "Fiore, huh?"

Akira nodded. "Correct. You are in Fiore. The body you have taken over is that of a girl, a girl named Erza. Mito-sama has plans for you, but first you will obey every order Daphne, the girl in the cage, gives you."

Isobu snorted. "Give me one reason why I should do that human? My power is greater than yours could ever be."

Akira nodded. "Accepted, and acknowledged, however that means nothing." Isobu roared in outrage, balls of red and blue magic beginning to gather in front of Erza's mouth. Akira's eyes widened at the preparation of the Bijuudama, reacting quickly. He slammed a hand on his arm, and channeled pure magic into it.

"Limiter!"

Isobu howled, pain forcing him to his knees. The Bijuudama became unstable and dissipated, unlike the explosion it would usually do when it was destabilized to early. Isobu glared upwards, pain racking its body.

"What…what did you do to me?"

Akira didn't smirk, he didn't laugh nor smile. He simply watched the Bijuu apathetically. "I cut off the lacrima's power. You had enough power to maintain your existence, however any more was cut off. At that point of power, even Daphne here could defeat you. Meaning, that as long as I am around her, she is protected. And I am required to be her bodyguard until she is done with what she needs."

Daphne bristled at the slight insult Akira had put in. She knew he had not done it intentionally, unless he was told to the teen did nothing but simply stare into space, however he had insulted her. She almost flared her magic power, yet she didn't.

'I can't fight him quite yet. My spell isn't complete. I need to latch onto Mito for as long as I can. Suck all the information I can get out of her. Only then can I make my escape.'

Daphne nodded. "Yes. Now, first off, where is this girl from?"

Isobu snorted. "Why should I tell you?" Daphne glanced at Akira. Akira nodded and channeled magic into the seal on his arm, however Isobu refused to shout. He refused to allow them the privilege of hearing his pain. Akira's eyes widened.

"You have a strong will, Bijuu. That is admirable. I guess that matches with what Mito-sama told me. Your willpower is almost as strong as your physical endurance. However, not even a strong will, and not even a high endurance can help you. You will break, it is only a matter of time."

XxX

Shukaku smirked as he heard his signal to massacre his opponent. Man, dark guilds were the best. Being able to kill and not be punished for it was what he longed for in this world.

'Not like anyone could stop me anyways,' Shukaku thought before slamming his sandy palms onto the ground. "Monstrous Sand Arm Burial!"

Poseidon frowned as he sensed a slight change in the ground, his eyes widening as he noticed the dirt floor of the arena change into sand.

"Well, fuck me."

Several large, sandy arms with black claws and fuinjutsu patterns on them shot towards Poseidon, smaller ones grabbing his feet so he was unable to move. He cursed, spinning his trident in front of him. From the tips of the trident sprang a torrent of water that formed a flat circle. The sandy arms went directly through it, however they turned to mud the instant they passed through it.

Shukaku's eyes widened before they narrowed. However, he had no time to react as suddenly the ground below him began to split. Sand fell into it to reveal a bubbling lake of lava below the Bijuu.

He plummeted. Poseidon simply nodded to himself, cutting his legs free before closing his eyes.

"Is this all there is to you, supposed great tanuki."

However, when a giant arm and claw made of sand shot from the crevice Poseidon was quiet. From that sandy arm emerged Shukaku, part of him dry and cracked. He snarled, standing on all four of his limbs. He opened his mouth as he stomach bloated.

"Fuck you! Drilling Air Bullet Hail Storm!"

Several large, condensed, bullets of air shot towards Poseidon who smirked. He spun, twirling his trident above his head. He ducked under the first one, before launching out with a series of rapid jabs, destroying five air bullets that exploded on impact. He jumped, flipping in midair, avoiding ten more before spinning his trident above his head. He landed and slammed his trident onto the ground, creating a solid wall made of stone, before he spun away from it, the wall being destroyed by a bullet.

Shukaku kept firing.

Poseidon spun between attacks, the bullets not even skimming him, but coming close, yet anyone could tell that was just how he dodged. It wasn't that Shukaku was keeping him under pressure. Poseidon then spun his trident in front of him, digging his feet into the ground as several bullets connected with the trident, exploding.

As the storm stopped, and the smoke created by the bullets cleared Shukaku could be seen standing in the same place, a smirk on his face.

"Is that the best you have, little tanuki."

Shukaku roared in outrage, sand exploding off of him and forming smaller tanuki behind him. "Tanuki's Hell Army!"

Poseidon snorted. "You call that an army. I call that fodder."

Suddenly water began to spring from the cracks in the building, swirling around Poseidon. "Allow me to show you an army. The water began to take on a form, with the body of horses, and the tail of fish.

"Hippocampi!"

Shukaku's eyes widened. "No way…" the Bijuu mumbled. Poseidon smirked. "I outnumber you. For every soldier you have I have 50. Unless your quality is very good, your army will be slaughtered."

Shukaku roared. "Sand Drizzle!"

All the tanuki suddenly morphed into large balls of sand before being shot at Poseidon. The man, not expecting this, took a step back, yet threw his trident in the air. He waved his hands downwards, causing the hippocampi to converge upon each other, forming a massive wave. He then clenched his fists, making a giant wave of ice. The sand bullets impacted against it, however they only managed to crack it. Poseidon's eyes widened at the cracks before sand shot through them, slamming him against the wall. He cursed, feeling his body slowly begin to be squeezed.

"I'll kill you," Shukaku whispered. "Without even having to go all out." Poseidon snorted. "I'm not going all out either."

Suddenly water shot from Poseidon's body, slamming into Shukaku and sending the Bijuu flying. The creature slammed against the opposite wall and slunk to the ground, part of his body now mud.

"Enough!" Tartarus called. "I have seen enough. I deem the Shukaku 'Shukaku the Sand Spirit' worthy of joining the Ballam Alliance. This battle is over."

Shukaku snarled. "It's not over until one of us is dead!"

"And you will be soon if you aren't quiet!" Mito called, anger blazing in her eyes. She had meant what she said. She wanted zero insubordination.

Shukaku howled with outrage but slowly, and with much difficulty, went back to is seat. Matatabi got the look from Mito and reached the coliseum. Tartarus nodded.

"Poseidon, get Osiris. He's perfect for this."

Poseidon nodded and walked to one of the exits of the coliseum. He returned quickly, a man walking behind him. The man had green skin, and a beard akin to that of a pharaoh. His sclera were black and his eyes were yellow. The man had no visible hair. His legs were covered in wrappings, giving him a mummy like appearance. He wore a crown akin to that of a pharaoh, with two ostrich feathers adorning it. He wore no shirt, revealing a muscular physique. Lastly, he held a crook in his right hand, and a flail in his left.

"Everyone, meet the head of the 'False Gods,'" Erebus began. Osiris bristled, but was silent. "Osiris."

Poseidon nodded and jumped, landing next to Erebus and taking his position next to his master. Tartarus stood. "Are you ready?"

The two didn't move, they simply tensed. Tartarus smirked. "Begin!"

Osiris and Matatabi took off, to dust trails the only thing signifying that they were even there. They clashed in the middle of the arena, flaming fist against flail. Osiris frowned, spinning before he lashed out with his crook, hooking Matatabi around the throat and sending her flying. Matatabi flipped in midair however, blue flames coating her body before she vanished.

Osiris' eyes widened before he felt a punch impacted with his gut, sending him into the air. Matatabi shot forth with all the grace of a cat, her claws already going straight towards his neck. Osiris mumbled something Matatabi did not hear though, and a crack opened up in the ground. From the crack sprang two, giant, decayed arms.

"Osiris…" Mito mumbled. "The God of the underworld, afterlife, and resurrection." Tartarus smirked, nodding. "Yes."

The arms flew upwards, slamming into Matatabi before she could stop them. She hit the ceiling of the coliseum, spittle flying from her mouth before she glared at Osiris, who was standing atop the head of a giant, decaying behemoth of a man. The man, despite decaying, had an obviously muscular physique.

Matatabi cursed, opening her mouth.

"Mouse Hairball!"

From her mouth shot several fireballs, which looked like it had a mouse in it. However, the single fireball soon separated, becoming 20, all aiming for Osiris. Osiris jumped, landing on the ground with ease. Matatabi frowned as her heat-seeking attack didn't follow him.

"What the hell?"

"Those are heat seeking," Osiris said. It was not a question. "How foolish of you. My heat signature is lower than the decaying giant you see behind you."

His statement was proven as the hairballs slammed into the giant, who was now missing both of his arms. Osiris' eyes widened at the sight.

"They do seem to have some form of power though. That is vaguely interesting." Matatabi snarled, shooting towards Osiris, flames shooting from her feet to increase her speed. Osiris clasped his forearms together, causing the giant to split apart and form a dome around him. Matatabi didn't slow down in the slightest, slamming her fist into the dome and shattering it. Osiris however was already prepared, launching himself forward, his flail in motion.

Matatabi could do nothing to protect herself as she was batted away by the flail, crashing into the wall. Osiris was upon her in an instant, his crook already raised and releasing a black magical aura. He brought it down.

"Burial!"

As the crook hit the ground a gigantic explosion of black magic shot into the sky, forming the symbol of a crook.

Mito looked perfectly calm throughout the events.

Matatabi stood behind Osiris, who was relaxing. Matatabi then snarled, red and blue magic balls gathering in front of her mouth.

"Everyone, I recommend you get behind me," Mito said.

"Why would we do that?" Brain asked. Mito simply shook her head. "Okay. Die for all I care. Matatabi isn't holding back, that's all I'm saying. Once she fires that attack, this coliseum is going to collapse."

Shukaku knew the power Matatabi was about to unleash and went behind Mito, followed by Tartarus, Erebus, Poseidon, Cobra –and by connection Cubellios-, Hades, and Ultear. However, Bluenote, Brain, and Midnight remained.

Brain snorted. "I think I'll test my luck."

Bluenote simply smirked. "I want to see her power like a true warrior…not like a pansy."

Mito shrugged. "Suit yourself. Don't blame me if you die. Sealing of the Fifth Sage: Barrier of the Rinnegan!"

A massive dome with seals constructing it covered Mito and everything behind her. Matatabi would wait no longer.

"Bijuudama!"

Matatabi fired the magical blast, and it connected. An explosion of magic occurred, blanketing the entire area in oppressive, flaming magic. As the dust cleared the only area left of the coliseum was the portion behind Mito. Mito let the barrier drop, her face looking slightly fatigued.

"She got much more powerful."

The ceiling of the coliseum was gone, leaving several figures to look down at it to see what had happened. Tartarus and Erebus began to clap.

"That was very impressive."

Mito gave them a look. "You do realize he's dead right?"

Erebus snorted. "It doesn't matter." Tartarus nodded, opening his hand. Black flames appeared on it before a form appeared. The form contorted before the form of Osiris reappeared, his body having no injuries. Mito was silent.

Tartarus gave a smirk at her silence. Mito wanted to shout, scream, rip out her hair, but she didn't.

'That's why their numbers never go down and why they're so confident they can win in a war with Fiore! Tartarus can revive them to perfect health!'

Hades watched with wide eyes, before he looked over the area.

"Bluenote?"

Mito shook her head. "Don't bother looking for him. The fool is dead."

Hades frowned, seeing an arm in the rubble. He pulled it out to see Brain, his body racked with horrendous burns. Hades didn't even have to check. He knew the man was dead. His eyes were gone, burnt straight through, and when he looked lifted him he saw parts of Brain's body falling off.

He continued to look around, to see Midnight awake, looking at his father, while also looking very confused.

"Father? What happened? Cobra…what happened?"

Cobra sighed and walked over to the teen, whose carpet was destroyed. He clasped a hand on his shoulder and began to explain. Hades however wasn't satisfied. He continued to look around to see Bluenote standing against the wall, both of his arms burned beyond repair and his face disfigured.

"You're alive," Mito asked. Bluenote slowly nodded. "Explain Bluenote," Hades commanded. Bluenote nodded again, although he had a visible look of pain on his face.

"My Gravity Magic allowed me to deflect much of the power, however simply being in the same area of it did this to me. I don't know how that boy over there wasn't harmed."

Hades cursed. "You need immediate medical attention. Ultear!"

The woman nodded, rushing over and hefting the heavily damaged man onto her shoulders.

"We will be taking our leave, Erebus, Tartarus."

The two nodded, and Poseidon slammed his trident onto the ground, opening up a tunnel.

"That will take you up to the surface." Hades nodded in thanks before he walked down the tunnel, followed closely by Ultear and Bluenote.

As they left Tartarus turned to Mito. "You are right. Those two are frightening indeed. The Bijuu will capture that dragon. I have no doubt."

Mito nodded. "Are you saying you did?"

Tartarus simply pointed at Matatabi who was glaring at Osiris. Mito sighed, walking over to the Bijuu. She clasped a hand on her shoulder before she clasped on Shukaku's.

"Good day." Mito said cheerily before she disappeared.

Tartarus looked at Cobra and Midnight who were walking towards the tunnel. As they reached it Poseidon slammed the base of the trident onto the ground, earth binding the two. Cubellios managed to avoid the stone.

"Go Cubellios!" Cobra ordered. The snake hissed but shot through the tunnel before Poseidon could do anything. Cobra then glared at Tartarus and Erebus.

"What is the meaning of this?"

Tartarus smiled. "Simple. I found two potential candidates," the man said, power radiating off of him.


If I don't get the highest number of reviews for this chapter in this story I'm SO calling bullshit, whether they be good comments or bad. I literally revealed so much in this chapter, and it's by far my most favorite as of right now. Why? Because the most powerful Dark Guild in Earthland has been revealed, that's why. And unlike being a guild these guys are more like a fucking army! Now, I already know some of you are gonna complain about Shukaku and Matatabi having a hard time, well more like Shukaku getting his ass kicked, but the reason why will not be explained until a later date. Sorry. Now, yes, I used the Greek Gods for the Tartarus guilds, but I also included Egyptian ones, like Osiris, and kept the Nine Demon Gates, something I doubt you guys were expecting. Of course, this means Mard Geer won't be the leader, but I'll also make sure you guys know something. E.N.D. is still stronger than all of them. Now do you guys see the reason I need Fairy Tail to get so absurdly strong? Because craps about to go down in the final arcs. And it's not just Fairy Tail. I need ALL legal guilds to become ridiculously strong, although that won't be happening. Only select members of certain guilds other than Fairy Tail will have the stuff to stand up to them, and that's only because of what I plan on doing. This story has a massive storyline to it, and you had better be prepared. By the way, if you guys don't know who Daphne is, she's not an OC, she's a filler enemy that I quite liked. Anyways, tell me what you thought, typos, favorite, send in OCs, flame me, I don't really care, because this chapter just got me way to hyped up to care. But now I need to eat breakfast.

LATER!

PS: The Greek Gods idea I got from KitsuneDragon...