Hey, guys! I hope you're all okay. I haven't updated in a while, and for that, I apologize. However, right now, I hope that this part makes up for the lateness.

We will be going straight into battle, Iroshiya against Mirou, Fairy Tail versus Bladed Hearts.

Obviously, I think that you all deserve at least a brief description of who this Mirou is. If you have or haven't heard of my wattpad, it's name is MostLikelyNalu, one of my stories includes the past of how Iroshiya and Mirou know each other. Please feel free to read them.

Basically, Mirou was Iroshiya's childhood friend, but he killed her younger brother Haru and attacked her after an outburst of Jealousy- which triggered her unbreakable desire to train so much. Her hate for Mirou basically fueled her need to avenge Haru.

Mirou has dark blue hair, like Navy/Cobalt blue, with dark-black eyes, onyx/charcoal black.

ANYWAY, I hope you enjoy. The second to last fight of the First strike, second strike, and third strike (out) series. Thank you for all of the reviews so far, though some are a bit negative.. still, thanks.

Here we are.

Now: Iroshiya versus Mirou!

Finally, next: Lucy versus Master Zianna!

(Iroshiya's POV):

Everyone was fighting, beams and lasers of magic flying through the air, each attacked filled with the need to avenge.

Much like how my magic had been used during my youth.

My eyes lingered on the injured, watching them struggle to crawl away from battle brought a sense of discomfort to my stomach. If Bladed Hearts had rendered them to this.. to being unable to reach out for help, let alone move, then who exactly were Fairy Tail facing?

Though I do not doubt my Guilds ability, it's just- I doubt our ability to keep calm. If we go on a rampage, we will use up all of our energy, and will most likely collapse.

And they are counting on us! The wounded.. the weak.. they have put their faith in us. And as Fairy Tail mages, we must prove to them that we are reliable.

Distracted by overthinking, It took me at least five minutes to notice that I was being approached by Mirou himself. A smug, arrogant smirk on his face, a hand on his hip.

"Mirou." I spat, swallowing the bile that bubbled up in my throat, as his name left my mouth. "What do you want?"

"My dear, dear Iroshiya. Is that how you should talk to someone who killed your comrades?" He taunted, cackling evilly as he watched me clench my fists. "No, it is not. What do you want, you asked? I want to finish my goal, that I never completed.. many years ago."

"Oh? And what was that goal, may I ask?" I said, fury burning through my eyes. If he's going to say what I think he is..

"To kill you, of course." He retorted, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Though I do not regret murdering that pest, Haru, he was never my true target. Since the day we met, I loved how pure you were, and I couldn't wait to taint you.. I couldn't wait to spill your blood!"

"You was at least seven.. maybe eight years old when we became close," I deadpanned, giving him a blank stare. "You didn't know what spilling blood truly meant. To us, it meant getting a papercut, or a small blister."

"I implanted a Death/Chaos Dragons magic into my body, Iroshiya. Of course I would of known what it meant!" He yelled, pointing to the scar that was running from his elbow, to his wrist. "But the goal still must be reached. Bladed Hearts won't surrender until our main objectives are completed."

"We have reduced your Guild to nothingness," I said, gesturing to the heaps of limp bodies that lay upon each other. "The only ones left are you and your master. Soon, Lucy-san will take out the Master, and you will fall underneath my hands."

"What makes you so sure that you'll beat me, huh?!" Mirou growled, lunging forward, throwing a poorly aimed punch my way. "They died, who cares, I was the strongest! THEY MEANT NOTHING TO ME!"

Pausing in my tracks, I was almost sure that I stopped breathing for a second.

"..What?" I slowly said, feeling an urge to slaughter the person right in front of me. "WHAT?! WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?! A COMRADE IS A COMRADE! NOTHING CAN CHANGE THAT!"

Grabbing my throat, Mirou lifted me off of the ground, his eyes narrowed to an almost intimidating size. "I'll make you regret talking to me in that way, Iroshiya."

Ripping apart the eyepatch that covered my left eye, I froze, struggling to pry away his hand that was squeezing my throat.

No..

"If I touch this artificial eye, it will reveal your past to just about everyone in this room.." He said. "It will replay Haru's death, over and over again.. until there is no sanity left in your body. Your fear will be feeding Bladed Hearts urge, need to see you suffer!"

Tearing off my eyepatch, I was thrust into the past, before I could scream out, and I instantly succumbed to the darkness that washed away my consciousness.

(Flashback)(Normal POV from then):

It was a bright, warm afternoon on the Third of July, and the sun was high in the skies, releasing rays of light down upon Magnolia.

Currently, it was quarter past nine in the morning, and an important day for a special mage of Fairy Tail.

Iroshiya Isis Heartfilia was turning five, and her younger brother Haru Levin Heartfilia, was turning two.

Playing together, in the Gardens of the Heartfilia Mansion, they were oh so unaware of the dangers that would soon hit them. So innocent, and pure, and naive..

Giggling, they chased after each other, playing a fair game of tag.

Pausing for a second, they look ahead of themselves, as Mirou approached, stomping his feet across the ground.

"Mirou-kun!" Iroshiya whistled, waving her hands energetically in the air, beckoning him over. "Mirou-kun, it's my birthday!"

"Happy Birthday," Mirou said, faking a smile, as he sped up his walk to reach his best friend. "Happy birthday, to both of you."

"Arigatou~!" Iroshiya purred, winking at him. "Mirou-kun, did you wanna play? we'll play. We were playing tag!"

"No, Iroshiya," Mirou said, snappily. "I didn't come here to play such foolish games."

".. Wha-? Mirou-kun..? don't be a big meanie!" Iroshiya retorted, sticking her tongue out at him. "If you're going to be a meanie, I'll tell Gray-sama!"

"Gray-sama this, Gray-sama that.. I don't care! Why can't you just understand that you are mine, and you are to forget about that wretched boy?!" Mirou shouted furiously, pushing Iroshiya to the ground, letting his uncontrollable anger get the best of him.

Bouncing, as she crashed to the floor, Haru gasped as he rushed over to his older sister.

Sending Mirou the worst glare that he could muster, which wasn't exactly in the least bit intimidating, Haru pushed Mirou back and helped Iroshiya back up.

"That is enough!" Iroshiya said, with an exasperated sigh, as if she had given up. "You.. you've treated me so badly these past few weeks.. and I don't know why! Even Haru-chan has been given the cold shoulder by you..! But I won't stand for it any longer!"

"Un! Leave us alone!" Haru agreed, with a heavy nod of the head.

"Shut.. UP!" Mirou roared, using his dark, despicable magic, to blast Haru away.

And in fact, that is what he did. He forced his magic to completely destroy Haru, sending the young, three year old boy crashing into the Statue of an Angel, which was kept in the Gardens of their home. The sound of numerous bones cracking came to Iroshiya's sensitive, heightened hearing, due to her Dragon Slayer Magic, and she ran over to him as quickly as her little legs would allow her to.

"HARU-CHAN!" She screamed in absolute horror, seeing his body twitch, bones sticking through his skin. "Oh my.. Haru-chan! Hold on! I'll get help- just don't close your eyes!"

"I can't hold on.." Haru whispered, his eyes becoming dull, lifeless. "Onee-san.. it hurts.."

"H-Haru.." Iroshiya whimpered, sadly, as she pulled him into her lap. "Haru, please,"

"B-But.. it's okay.. right?.. because.. because I can... watch over you.." Haru said. "Oh.. onee-san.. why is it so dark?"

"Haru! HARU! Stay with me, Haru, don't you dare close your eyes!" Iroshiya yelled, tears streaming down her face, blood staining her clothes.

But he was limp, long gone.

"I love you, be a good onee-san," Haru mumbled in one breath, letting his grasp on life slip for one last time.

And he was beyond saving.

(Iroshiya's POV):

Over and over again it played, leaving my mind in a mess. Memories stuck on replay..

I had thought that after some years.. maybe, with all the training I went through- it would be a distraction from the pain that weighed my heart down..

And I still remember Haru's words to this day. He was such an intelligent toddler, even if he was just three. I didn't know how to react after the nightmares came.. but his words,

"I love you, be a good onee-san,"

His words kept me going. I hear his voice, in my times of despair, telling me to continue in life and be happy for my loved ones who unfortunately passed. It's almost as if he knows how I feel- even in heaven. But now, now that I am older.. I still hear the special words,

"It's okay.. right? Because.. because I can.. watch over you,"

And now, what is this feeling? It wasn't sadness, no. Nor was it misery..

"I'm going to be a star, one day," Haru had said one day, out of the blue, to me. "And I will be a star with Leo-san!"

I moved on.. finally.

I finally moved on. How long has it been? Almost fifteen years?! And all that I had to do.. was remember.. he is watching over me. He is helping me move on.

I just know he would say: "Don't be an idiot, onee-san! It's been fifteen years, and I would think by now you'd get over it. I'm over it. I'm up here, watching you progress, with a smile. Because you have your nakama to help you get through it. Isn't that what you kept telling me?"

I suppose that time isn't going to wait for me to move forward, if I keep looking back.

Waking up from my trance, I faced Mirou with an unbreakable sensation, a tingling sensation that sent Bravery coursing through my veins, and had my magic itching to be used.

"I will never look back and never move forward, just because of what happened in the Past, Mirou. You can't use that against, when my sole purpose.. as a Mage of Fairy Tail, is to help my Nakama move forward." I said, in quite a haughty tone. "It is now your weakness, yes? Knowing that you can't use that against me.."

"S-Shutup!" He lunged again, and with a fist covered in black flames, scorched some of my skin. "You're mine, Iroshiya! MINE!"

Leaping back, I remembered just how familiar this was. It was almost like a sense of Deja vu, hearing that Lucy was burned by flames..

But if there was one thing I hated- it was being held back..

Being told what to do..

Being used.

"NOBODY OWNS ME!" I roared, slamming my hands on the ground, Celestial Magic spreading around the perimeter as I charged my energy. "SOLAR IMPACT!"

Watching him as he was thrown back and forth, in swirl of Golden light, I felt that the Goal I had wanted to complete for years finally be achieved.

Avenge Haru..

"It's pitiful, really.. you knew nothing of a Fairies true strength..

and so you had to face your fate head on.."