Hey, everyone! I hope you've all had a nice summer, and are now looking forward to progressing in the current season- Autumn.
I apologize for not updating since, like, last month or so, but I have been really busy with school, and some other stuff. This part would of been updated quicker, but I accidentally deleted it. I was trying to make more space on my laptop and I was just deleting random stuff. I apologize.
Has anyone enjoyed the battles on the Tartarus arc so far? Lucy kicked butt, hard! She successfully defeated Jackal with Aquarius's powers added to the Urano Metria spell. Mard was.. frozen? I can't really describe it. I'm guessing that the current fight, Erza versus Neo Minerva, leads up to Gray versus Silver or whatever. Something Gray says makes me believe that..
Anyway! So I've been thinking, since I haven't really shown an creativity in these parts, I'm going to be editing most things. If there is anything that you wish to be changed, let me know, and I'll try to do something about it. This part is a bit like, lacking energy, sorry, but that is purely because I have had writers block for a while so it is somewhat rushed, I guess.
And as well, my story "changes" or the changes, can't remember, each part will only be a few lines long. It's going to have a lot of parts but be like.. not so in depth. Sorry. Furthermore, I think I might be changing that. But, anyway, I hope you enjoy this part. Jellal versus Onami, and Gildarts versus Oath.
Now: Jellal versus Onami & Gildarts versus Oath!
Next: Iroshiya versus Mirou!
After: Lucy versus Atsuko!
Jellal Versus Onami!
(Jellal's POV):
As I watched Erza fight, and successfully defeat the little brat, I knew that Fairy Tail would not fail. The love we held for one another- it was unbeatable. Indestructible. Bladed Hearts should prepare themselves.. because our hearts have hardened for this moment. If it comes to it; we will kill. Without hesitation.
Carefully taking my eyes off of her, I narrow my eyes as the feeling of demise wavers dangerously through the air- gaining my attention.
"You are Jellal Fernandes, are you not?"
Turning around, I came face to face with a purple haired boy, who looked far too young to be in such a fight. Straightening my posture, I unclasped my Cloak, and let it drop to the ground. His lilac purple hair, and ebony-black eyes, seemed very familiar.. and matched the boy who could destroy spirits- description.
"Correct. And I assume that you are Onami Yuujin, right?" I responded.
"Correct~!" He said, flipping his long hair over his shoulder. Weird, I thought. "But how many lives will it cost?- our battle will be legendary. A celestial mage against a Heavenly Embodiment mage.. Their both very similar.. maybe yours? We took them two scum bags out.. and Zeta, was it? It definitely won't be our last kill.. I'll be collecting them with every spell I cast."
Frowning, I shot him an infuriated glare. "You say that like you're proud of your sins. I'm speaking from experience, you know. I've killed too, and I've hurt so many people close to me, but I was never proud of what I did. How can you live knowing that you did that?"
"This is all for my master. All for him.." Onami said to himself, with a look of love in his eyes.
"Your Guild master?" I asked.
"Of course not. Master Zianna is nothing but spit underneath my shoe." He replied, eyes narrowed. "My true master. The one who created me."
Onami is clearly a part of Destiny's clan, I thought. She should have battled him, instead of me. I have little knowledge on the two reigning types.
"Open; Gate of Fox! Vulpecula!" Onami chanted, as he swiped a Platinum key in the air.
A young woman appeared, in a swirl of Gold smoke, and seemed surprised yet aware of the situation at hand. She had crimson-red hair, held together in a high ponytail, with a fringe that was swept to the side. Her hazel-brown eyes, held nothing but mischief and excitement, which complimented her alluring look. She was wearing a tight hot red strapless top, leather black leggings, a black corset, and knee-high blood-red combat boots.
"What do you want, baka?!" She roared to Onami, a lethal aura gathering around her. "I've told you more than once! I will never help you! My life is in debt to Lucielle, who treats all of her spirits with love. Something you are incapable of doing!"
"Vera." Onami said, in a calm, yet threatening tone. "I, as your owner, order you to defeat this man. Is that clear?"
"C-Crystal." She responded, recoiling in fear at his tone. Another Karen, I labelled. "Flaming Fist!"
Before I could even blink, she punched me in the stomach, and spun around with a Roundhouse kick that came into contact with my body- just as fast as the smack. Leaning over a bit, I stared at her in anger.
I don't have a wide variety of Offensive spells.. But my Combat skills are quite impressive, I thought. Then again, I do,
Awaiting her next move, I effectively dodged another kick.
"Infer- Ah!" Suddenly, she was fading, holes forming in her body. Onami was cracking the Key; resulting in her disappearance. "Don't you dare! Onami, stop! Don't-!"
And with the finishing crack, she was gone, and the boy carelessly threw her key to the side. I had never been so angry in my life!
Clenching my fists, I grit my teeth, and shot him a glare full of detest. "Vulpecula was your friend, your spirit friend. And you so mercilessly destroyed her?! Have you any idea- just how wrong that is? Becoming a Celestial Mage.. or being born as one, forming contracts- it means you promise to battle alongside them and become their friend. Not fight against them!" I said, veins throbbing in my head, feeling Livid.
"Blah blah blah, I don't care, blah blah. Spirits are tools. They were created to be used and sacrificed instead of having the owner of the keys, being hurt. They are nothing but useless, pitiful tools." Onami retorted. "Impenetrable Darkness!"
Shocked by his ability to use Caster-magic, which I was not informed of, I accidentally let my Guard down. I was quickly encased in a Pitch-black bubbled, a glass one, that seemed to be levitating.
I furiously smashed my fists against the case, attempting to break out. Though sadly, the attempts were in vain.
"What is this?!" I asked.
"Holding the trapped mages in an endless darkness.. an endless nightmare; Impenetrable Darkness is it's title. A case, a cell of Darkness, that even the lightest of mages would never be able to break through.." Onami replied.
With a simple flick of the wrist, I dropped out, crouched low. Standing up again, I brushed off an almost non-existent dirt that rested on my shoulders, and clothes, slowly turning my gaze to Onami. He was clearly shocked, lips slightly parted, eyebrows arched, and eyes as wide as saucers.
"Unfortunately for you, I am not the lightest mage.." I told him, in a calm tone. "So now, I'll show you, just how scary the tainted may be! Grand Chariot!"
Forming the spell, I grinned as a rain of golden magic painfully came upon the little git. He let out a loud roar of pain, kneeling on the floor. In a fit of rage, he got up, and started throwing lazy, uncontrolled punches at me, all at reckless timings.
"Is that the best you've got?!" I roared. "Altairis!"
As the skies turned dark, and an uncomfortable feeling of danger lurked in the air. A swirling, rolling, charcoal grey vortex formed in the room. Slowly, it sucked in Onami, who had a look of fear on his face. Altairis rips you apart, throwing you to and fro, until there is nothing left.. but a lost soul. In a world of battle, it was either kill, or get killed.
And I had chosen the first.
(Normal POV):
Crashing into Fairy Tail, their ace, Gildarts Clive, appeared. Bearing a sadistic grin, narrowed eyes, and flaring aura;
Many had a reason to fear this man.
"So, what fucktard decided to cause trouble with my nakama, huh?" He asked, angrily. "If you own up now, maybe I can make your death less painful, maybe I can't.."
"Finally, someone who matches my taste!" Oath roared, as he stalked forward, pushing his way through the crowd.
Oath Whitely was a handsome young man. He had rugged, unkempt, mid-neck length chestnut-brown hair, and blood red eyes. In his questionable outfit that happened to be a bright red bodysuit, with black padding, the muscularity pulsed through his clothing. Though seeming only, somewhat around seventeen, possibly eighteen, he was in fact over one hundred years old.
"Go back home and do your homework, son, I don't think that this is the right place you're meant to be at." Gildarts whispered lowly, in a serious tone. "It's dangerous here."
"Suck my ass, old man!" Oath growled, stomping his feet with a pout on his face. "I hate people like you! Look, I'm one hundred and eighty-two years old, so don't go telling me ta' go do my homework!"
"WATCH YOUR MOUTH, SON!" Gildarts growled back, throwing the boy a terrifying glare. "Respect your elders!"
"I'm older than you, old man! Get your facts right!" Oath yelled, veins throbbing in his head, showing his fury. "R-E-S-P-E-C-T your elders!"
"I hate you already." Gildarts grumbled. "What's your name?"
"Mine? My name is Oath Whitely.. and you're Gildarts Clive, Fairy Tail's ace, Cana Alberona's father.." Oath replied.
"Cana-tan, my baby~!" Gildarts cooed, immediately searching high and low, for his daughter. "It seems that she is not here. Perhaps, Cana-tan was saved?! A prince came and swept her off of her feet?!"
"You're deluded," Oath deadpanned. "However, I guess we can change that. Can't have the enemies sharing traits, can we?"
Watching Oath carefully, Gildarts prepared for the boys strike. It was most likely that he would use Satan Soul, Halphas, Sitri, or Yama..
If there was some things Gildarts knew, it was about the different forms of a Satan Shifter mage, and that he was incredibly irresistible.
"Sector: Makao Konboruto!" Changing, a fierce, odd-looking Macao replaced Oath's body.
The forty-three year old man, Macao, was a lot different.. he looked younger, mysterious, and feral. The look in his eyes- one of a crazed killer! His short, indigo coloured hair, was now violet, and longer, almost reaching his shoulders. His previously, mildly muscular form, was changed into an extremely burly man, with rippling muscles.
"Purple Flame: Buster!" Shooting a beam of purple light at Gildarts, said mage grunted in irritation, as the attack hit his prosthetic arm, unfortunately making it fall off.
"Disassembly." Gildarts said, As the net formed on Oath, and effectively hurt the boy.
Mini, midget Oath's burst out of him, and bounced around the Ace of Fairy Tail. Jumping up and down, they scratched at his face, creating a distraction for the real Oath.
"Sector: Eruza Sukāretto!" Transforming again, Gildarts was suddenly fighting a Demonic version of his fellow S-Class friend: Erza. "Requip: Heaven's wheel armour!"
As quickly as he requipped, the quicker he sent out his attacks, mainly using Blumenbatt and Circle Sword.
Dodging with ease, Gildarts side-stepped each spell, and even went so far as to stopping the attack- a flying sword- with his Prosthetic arm which he managed to secure back on to his arm.
"I didn't know a Mage like you could exist. But now that I do, I'm disappointed. You're literally stealing a fellow mages identity.." Gildarts said. "Honestly, If I could use one word to explain the thoughts on your kind, I'd say pitiful."
"EHHHHHHHHHHHHH?! YOU WANNA SAY THAT AGAIN, OLD MAN?!" Oath roared, his eyes ablaze with fury. "I AM SO NOT PITIFUL!"
"You can't be serious," Gildarts tsked.
"You don't know me.. you don't know what I can do!" Oath warned. "Stage: Kana Aruberōna!"
Sealing his Fate,
Gildarts murdered Oath before he could take over his beloved daughters body. Blood seeping through his Fingers, Gildarts Clive stared pitifully at the boy, lifting his hand to his mouth. Licking away the thick, metallic liquid, the almond-haired man quietly uttered an apology:
"If you chose your words carefully.. you would of lived longer. Yet you threatened us Fairies and stupidly underestimated us all..
so for that,
have an agonizingly painful afterlife in Hell."