A Dragon Father Chapter 7, a fairy tail fanfic

A/N: Good day my readers. Today's bios are Chelia and Iroas. I included two simply because Chelia's is shorter, sort of, and Iroas' back story involves multiple arcs as its one of the most fascinating I've come up with. Therefore, there are few details in it.

Chelia

History- Birth year 776, the exact date is unknown. If necessary, I will make something up. As a young girl, she was a natural born prodigy. In canon, she skipped a grade in school and surpassed her cousin Sherry's power at a young age. She was so impressive with her academics that the magic council gave her a book on Sky God Slayer magic- surprising them, even more, when she began to master it. Similar in this story, she receives her power in magic schooling from the magic council. However, how I came up with the tournament idea when I read this (from the wiki and cover page on chapter 353) and the U.A. Sports arc in Boku no hero academia as a way to input many young wizards in Fairytail at once, including her. In this story, with the collapse of a united Ishgar, Fiore's magic council offered her lost magic along with four others, to the highest rated contestants of a magic tournament from the different schools across the nation.

Appearance- She has pale blue eyes with pink hair tied into two ponytails (typically). She has a very soft and cute face. She wears a pale blue mini-skirt with a sleeveless pink top, which holds a dark blue center. She wears white gloves with pink fabric matching her shirt going up her arms. She wears black stockings with white leg warmers on top of black boots. (Her anime outfit). However, since she hasn't hit puberty she has no bust.

Likes- Love, although not necessarily romantic love. She loves sweets, such as strawberry cake, similar to Erza and Wendy.

Dislikes- Spicy food.

Demeanor- positive, outgoing, loving, although very shy and clumsy at times. She lacks inner strength unless it is for the sake of someone else.

Magic- Sky God Slayer and basic wind magic (since her other magic isn't described).

Goals- No particular goals at the moment, other than befriending Boaz and helping regrow Fairytail. More than anything she wishes to grow in love.

Crush- Boaz. She's admired him for nearly the duration of going to school with him, although only recently developing a crush. Not many noticed nor cared, but a year before the tournament Boaz was 100 pounds, or 45 kg, above what he was on that day. Seeing his progressing change slowly created an attraction to him.

Guild Mark- Green and on her right calf.

Iroas

History- He is born of the nomadic Kataigida clan, a tribe of warriors with a unique elemental mixture of magic. They hold deep religious with polytheistic theology, with their head god ruling over storms. Around the age of 8 Iroas was dropped off in Fiore by his clan to learn from a magic school. Since then he progressed in water magic proficiently. Boaz and Iroas have been friends since the first meeting, although Boaz first statement to him was, "Who the hell are you?"

Appearance- Casual T-shirts and jeans. With missions, he will often wear a long white robe over it. He will also wear a lighter fabric of pants instead to keep to balance the robe's weight.

Likes- Manga, magic vehicles, adventuring, being lazy, being perverted

Dislikes- work, assholes, hypocrites, spicy food

Demeanor- He is similar to Boaz, but lacks his overall bluntness. He carries himself more reserved and calm. Without Boaz and his few other friends, he would be a scene very similar to Mystogan. Thanks to Boaz blunt and ridiculous nature, he enjoys throwing new opponents off by acting insane, something Boaz did with him during play fights when first becoming friends. Also due to Boaz influence, he has slowly begun to say whatever he thinks, with the right timing.

Magic- Sea Dragon Slayer and water magic. His Seadragon lacrima allows him to take on all the properties of a dragon and a sea dragon. In other words, he can breathe underwater and swim at high speeds.

Goals- Like many young men, he wishes to become the most powerful wizard in the world. Unlike others, he desires to create as many peculiar and creative spells he possibly can. With the power of a Sea Dragon, he is inching closer to both goals.

Crush- Chelia. He's been very confused since she hugged him.

Guild Mark- Black and on his left arm

Chapter 7- The Basics, November 787.

For the last time, Boaz woke up in the morning of a hotel room with Een, Cyrus, and Esau. It was six o'clock on November 18th. Each quickly got ready and headed for the guild, meeting their comrades on the way. Over the past twenty-five, they had made significant progress on rebuilding every day. Yesterday it had finally been finished, and starting tonight everyone would sleep in the guild hall. Now they had to build dorm rooms for both the girls and guys. Upon arriving at Fairytail, Master Natsu had everyone wait until the entire guild had gathered before starting work.

After two weeks in a row, Boaz was among the few who had gotten used to getting up early and working all day. Around 6:30 the final members, Sakura and Namiyari, arrived. Natsu was sitting on top of the bar. Next to Natsu stood those with experience in wizard work, while those who lacked sat in the guild's dining room.

"No construction today", Natsu said. No one was talking, not even a whisper of excitement left anyone's mouth.

"Well, that's disappointing", he continued. "Today is all of your first jobs as wizards. Each of you was pre-picked by me to join a team with others your age and an experienced wizard to lead you. No one complains. I picked everyone with good reason. Jenny opted to sit this out."

"You said you would lie!" Jenny said. Her eyes were filled with the rage of failed social expectations.

"I lied to you", he said. "Any questions?"

"How difficult will our jobs be?" Chloe asked.

"They will vary depending on your leader", he said. "Not to mention how you define 'difficult'. Wendy's mission will be the greatest distance to travel. Mystogan's will be the most physically demanding. Link's, Brandish's, and Weiss' groups will all have more mentally taxing jobs. However, a job can instantly become more difficult. Stronger wizards and bad information aren't uncommon to happen. Remember you're Fairytail wizards! You don't give up and do your best. Each time you undertake a mission with Fairytail's mark you must carry it with pride."

"What do you mean by 'mentally taxing', Master?" asked Priscilla.

"You will either be annoyed, frustrated or confused by the end", he said. "Any others?" Boaz raised his hand.

"What about building the dorms?" he asked.

"We will start going on jobs for now. The money we bring in will be used to pay for an actual construction company, who will not only build the dorms but also fix and improve the current guild hall. We don't want any fatal mistakes since none of us are professionals. After they return, Mystogan and Brandish will go on S-class leveled jobs in to help supplement our income in the short run."

"How long will the jobs take?" Beidaggar asked.

"All jobs vary."

"What is the reward?" Een asked.

"Your leaders will tell you. However, being on a team means the reward is split depending on everyone sees fit. If you solo a job, then you will get all of it. Each of your leaders has happily offered to split it evenly. Depending on damages during the quest and monthly bills, there will be a tax. Most of you will be covered with a small rent fee for living in the dorms. Any other questions?" Thankfully, no one raised their hand. Natsu sighed a breath of relief. Acting serious and thinking mature was taxing. Ultear stepped forward.

"Hiskanna, Beidaggar, and Esau stand up", Ultear said. They obeyed her command. "You are on Team Weiss. I will give you the details of the mission. Head outside."

"Cyrus, Chloe, Priscilla, and Ilium are on my team", Jellal said. He headed outside without giving any directions, to which they followed confusedly. Most girls glared at Priscilla and Chloe in spiteful jealousy. Of the girls who team up with the hottest guy, why is it the two who don't care?

"My team is next", Meredy said. "On Team Link is Een, Diaten, and Kokea. Follow me, guys!"

"Good luck, Link!" Wendy shouted.

"Back at you!" she replied.

"I'm next", Brandish said. Dread fell over the remaining wizards. Who would suffer her wrath? Although likely everyone's imagination, most swore to hear her start saying, "Those who will suffer are…"

"I have an all-girl team", she said. Despite perceiving wrath in her, Brandish smiled to the young wizards. "No annoying guys on our mission. Sakura, Kelsea, and Nami are with me." They had begun getting up.

"Which means the remaining and strongest wizards are on my team", Wendy said. The four remaining wizards looked at each other. All who was left were four slayers: Boaz, Iroas, Asaras, and Chelia.

"Our train leaves in two hours", she continued. "Gather everything you have and bring it back here. Prepare a bag with what supplies you think you'll need. Meet at the train station at 8:30."

"What should we bring?" Asaras asked.

"I could give you an idea, but I've come to know the best way to learn is by experience", Wendy said. "Only by going on jobs will you understand what you should and shouldn't bring." After being dismissed, they all left. Wendy, Natsu, Jenny, and Kinana were all who remained in the guild hall.

"Natsu, what do you want to do while everyone is away?" Jenny asked.

"When did you get formal with, Master?" Kinana asked.

"We had a wild night", Jenny said. Kinana looked at her in semi-awe. Did her friend finally succeed in her endeavor? Natsu remained silent.

"I know you're trying to get a rise out of me", Wendy said. "Natsu spent the night in my room."

"Our room", Natsu declared. Jenny stepped back in terror.

"H-h-h-how did I lose to a fifteen-year-old girl?" she asked herself. She began crying out in terror.

"What's wrong with her?" Natsu asked. Wendy shrugged her shoulders. Natsu and Wendy went and sat down in one of the booths and talked for the next hour and a half before having to leave. In motherly fashion, she was already fully prepared. Jenny and Kinana talked and cleaned during that time.

"Hey Kinana, do you want to hang out today?" Natsu asked. "We haven't talked much personally. I would like to know you better." Kinana smiled and agreed.

Jenny was now sulking on the floor. Her heart had smashed into tiny bits. Were Natsu and Wendy having sex? Did their relationship go unnoticed this entire time? Did she have any chance with the master of Fairytail? Despite all of her fear of failure, she decided to press on. She refused to turn back now. Everyone had forgotten what happened in her darkest moment. Natsu was the fire which illuminated the pathway to freedom to her pain. The "demon" of Fairytail was her savior. Since that moment, the very thought of him made her feel safe. Therapy was difficult at first but was something she went through in order to overcome her self-despair. What oddly worked better than anything was the thought of his presence. Holding her in his arms flashed before her eyes every day. Excitement and wonder filled her heart when she heard the news of his return. Sadly, emotions are hard to express adequately. More than anything, she yearned to be important to him. No wish filled her heart more than the hopeful expectation for him to desire to know her. Twistedly, she was happy at the thought Natsu ended up with Wendy. He deserves much more than human trash.

"Jenny, are you coming?" a voice said. The voice was distant, yet it kept repeating itself until Natsu appeared at her feet looking strangely at the girl who lied on the ground.

"What are you talking about?" she asked. He noticed her bloodshot eyes. She was forcefully holding back tears.\

"Aren't you coming to spend the day with Kinana and me?" he asked. "I said I want to get to know you guys better. I figured you understood since you've been almost constantly at my side since you've joined." A smile lit up her face as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. She wrapped her arms around Natsu's neck and pulled him to the ground on top of her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You'll know soon enough", she said.

Over at the train station, Wendy's team had finally gathered together fully prepared and was riding to their destination. Iroas and Boaz under packed, while Chelia over packed. Asaras seemed to be the only who was prepared in the right way, which Wendy commended her for. Boaz and Iroas were both slightly annoyed, as only four seats could sit by each other at a time. Refusing to let anyone be alone, Wendy sat with Asaras and Chelia while Boaz and Iroas sat next to each other and a newlywed couple. Rather than stare at Asaras, having the love of others rubbed in his face depressed the demon slayer. He decided to look at the outside, while Iroas engaged the girls in conversation and eventually moved by them and left his friend alone.

Boaz meditated on the mission at hand. Wendy told them the train ride would last an entire day. After a train ride, they would walk to the next town over unable to afford a ride. The money saved from a ride there would pay for a boat ride to a large island off the coast of Fiore. From there, they would be taken on a small boat to a smaller island for their job and contact their village chief immediately.

They received a pseudo-emergency request, as it took over a day before the information reached Fiore's and another estimated three days for Wendy's team to arrive. The inhabiting tribe of the island lives fairly primitively, disliking city life. However, a large group of forest Vulcans appeared abruptly. If their team fights their enemies too exhausted it risks the chance of being taken over. In addition, Vulcans kidnapped all of their women and took over several of the men, increasing their numbers. Wendy gave directions on how to handle them, saying it is impossible to communicate successfully with them. Violence was the only answer. Quick knock-out blows would work best. Wendy offered to handle the majority, stating for everyone else to only handle one at a time. Worst of all, Boaz was ordered to refrain from using his devil slayer magic. How could he fight them?

Then there was Asaras. She regularly asked questions, making sure everything was right in her thought process. Poise and confidence in herself seemed to come easy, as she declared the job would be easy and wished everyone good luck. She is a fire dragon slayer after all. Boaz thought through most of the journey wondering how he would speak to her. What would he say? How would he express his thoughts and feelings? If she was put at risk, would he freeze in the moment? Sadly, for Boaz, most of the journey to was spent thinking about what to say and ended saying nothing at all.

Other than Asaras, a cruel thought coming from Master Natsu wouldn't leave his mind alone.

"Listen up everyone", Natsu commanded everyone. "I decided to rank everyone by total ability and magic prowess. Come and see your rankings and feel free to ask any questions."

Boaz walked over to the laminated paper, reminiscent of ranking the students in a high school class.

Een

Esau

Sakura

Iroas

Hiskanna

Chelia

Diaten

Asaras

Priscilla

Beidaggar

Ilium

Kokea

Namiyari

Cyrus

Kelsea

Chloe

Boaz

Master considered Boaz to be the weakest member in Fairytail.

"Why am I sixth? Didn't I win?" Chelia asked.

"You would get your butt kicked by anyone above you", Natsu said. "If it wasn't for your new magic, I would rate you even lower."

"I beat Esau and Sakura and I'm even stronger than before", Iroas said. "How are they ahead of me?"

"You had two bull shit fights that should have gone the other way both times", Master said. "It's a miracle you made it to the finals facing both of them."

"What about Asaras?" Boaz asked. "Didn't she beat Hiskanna?"

"You already know the answer to that Boaz", he replied. "That specific Satan soul was weak to fire magic, yet the fight was very close. She is a league ahead of Asaras." Then Een finally decided to walk up.

"Huh", he said. "I expected to be near the bottom. I'm surprised you noticed my power."

"You were borderline asleep", Master said. "That's hard to miss."

"Wait. Why the hell am I the weakest?" Boaz said.

"Don't be a bitch", Esau said.

"Damn it! Will you stop saying that?" Boaz asked.

"So you want me to assume you are a bitch?" Esau replied.

"Yes. Fine. Wonderful." Boaz said.

"You are constantly forced to use last resorts to simply have a chance at the fight. You have a high intelligence, but with little to no magic power, you will lose every time. Limit Breaker is powerful, but you use it casually. If not for a merciful Chloe, a break between fights after the first round, or me encouraging your use of your fire demon magic you would have lost easily. Even though immensely stronger and arguably in the top five since you're the only one who could defeat Een with your fire demon slayer magic, you have no control. You put everyone at risk, including yourself, every time you use it."

"You said you would help me control it!"

"I will", he said. "Mystogan will spend some time with you every day to help you as well. Right now, in a serious fight, you can beat one opponent and then are as good as dead. If you manage to survive it's because your slayer magic went out of control and you put your friends in greater harm than before." Boaz ground his teeth at every syllable.

"I'm trying to be realistic", he said.

"You're being a dick", Boaz said. He stormed off. Boaz and Natsu barely spoke since. Rather, they spoke, but Boaz continued to hold back his heart from actually interacting.

Boaz dreaded the truth. He wanted to deny his heart that Natsu has faith in his abilities. However, he cares for his other children too, and their safety takes priority over his pride as a wizard. Boaz knew Natsu had faith and looked to the future, but it still ached his heart. For practical reasons, no one could have faith in him. All he could think to himself was how great of a failure he was.

Occasionally looking over to his teammates, he found them smiling and laughing within their perfect worlds. Everyone has troubles and scars they carry in their hearts, but diving into his addiction to self-deprecation forced his mind to ignore this basic truth. Who was he? What was his purpose? Were the dreams he experienced as a child a lie? Were all of his actions vain? What does it mean to be alive? What does it mean to choose? Is choice a concept or a reality? Can he escape his endless drowning in self-darkness or would he suffocate? What is the darkness that lies deep within his soul?

Thinking about his to the past, he remembered the moment he woke up from his fit and killed the Wizard Saint. Chloe never looked at him the same after. When he was a child he remembered witnessing one of the priests burn alive before him. The very man who entrusted him with devil slayer magic and told him of the priests' betrayal, died excruciating in pain. He was born to dead parents. Nearly everything in his life pointed to reasons to be worthless. All he had was a single dream he remembered as a child. He lived years of his life the way he would have wanted. He found his parents, realized he had two brothers, he got married, and became a god of Ishgar. Yet everything collapsed on itself. He came face to face with death. His wife cheated on him. His family was murdered in front of his eyes. A demon killed everyone, and he was helpless to do anything. He was average height and took on the appearance of a man covered in spikes and chains with leather clothes. His eyes were red and filled deep malice. Boaz still remembered the demon's words.

"Do you know why I use my hands?" the demon asked. He snapped his last brother's neck. "Any weapon… knives, guns, magic are all too impersonal. There is nothing as personal or intimate as choking the life out of someone. You see all their fear and regret. It's a pleasure like nothing else." But Boaz couldn't respond. He was paralyzed with fear. Every attack he launched was halted. Soon enough the demon had pinned Boaz down while he ran outside to escape. All there was left to do was wait to die.

The wind started blowing, yet nothing moved. An invisible wind where not even its effects could be seen. He heard the wind whisper to him words of power. A new tattoo appeared on his left wrist, and with this new magic, he managed to slay the demon. Everyone else was dead. Not knowing what to do, he ran. He continued to run until a greater demon in the shape of a whirlwind consumed his being. The essence of his soul was being castrated and sucked into a darkness he had never felt or imagined before. The malice and raw hatred before him… It was unimaginable. Whoever this was, Boaz knew it was the king of all demons. On the verge of being completely destroyed, he yearned for the same words of power he heard before. He yearned for the hope of life welled up inside.

When he woke up, Boaz remembered every detail and repeated them himself again and again. He only couldn't remember the words which the wind spoke. The most impacting memory was the feelings before his demise. When push comes to shove, he wants hope. A life can be lived in its entirety with no value to it. He can attain everything he ever wanted, but lose it in a moment. On the moment of death, only then did realize the vanity of life without hope. Only by looking to the future could he gain strength after this moment. He had to find the answer to his purpose, and then he realized his purpose. Without hope, all life is vanity.

"So I became determined to create hope", he thought to himself. "But it's hard when I don't have any reason to hope myself. How can I keep telling myself it will get better when I don't know?"

"We're here!" Wendy shouted.

Two days had passed and it was nightfall on the third day. They were at the gate of the village. It was at least forty feet tall and made out of wood, with a bordering wall of the same height. Rather, it was. There were holes around twice the size of a person surrounding covering the wall. Blood filled the village. Only around thirty men were left. Half of them were under eighteen. After a few minutes of a wandering search, they met the village elder, Darius Marigold.

Darius was middle-aged, bald, and had brown eyes. He wore white robe pants and was shirtless. His skin was pale, and he was constantly slouched. Bags under his eyes had other bags. Most people in the village had barely slept in the last week. They sat down in his hut as he told everyone what happened. The attack happened exactly over six days ago.

Vulcans attacked every day at differing times. The smell of rusted iron, blood and ashes filled the village. All but two of their wizards had been killed. Every woman was gone like mentioned in the job request. Before the out of the nowhere attack, the village had well over 300 people and half of them were wizards for their religious rituals. Only female shamans were allowed to practice wizardry. Before the Vulcans, a disease had wiped out four of the five female shamans. They were sick. One morning they woke up and their bodies weren't found. The only remaining shaman was the chief's daughter, Laurel, who had only begun training a week before.

"These people have shitty luck", Boaz thought. "It's like some fucked up guy is doing this for kicks." The chief prostrated himself before the Fairytail wizards.

"Will you please save the women of this village?" He asked. "Will you save my daughter?"

"Don't worry", Wendy said. "We will save everyone we can." Boaz got up.

"We will save everyone", he said. He left the hut and his team followed after him. Nearing the center of the village, Asaras grabbed Boaz by his shirt.

"What the hell?" Asaras asked. "Don't fill him with false hope! For all, we know all the women are already dead."

"They feel the same despair either way", Boaz said. "Hope is the better option. We will look to the future. That is the power of life." Asaras let go of him.

"How can you be so arrogant?!" she asked. "You always act without thinking of the consequences!"

"She's right, Boaz", Wendy said. "You went too far with making a promise you might not be able to keep."

"Are you going to let them stay mad, Boaz?" Chelia asked. "Or are you going to mention your plan already?"

"Where's the fun in that?" Boaz said. Villagers had begun gathering around the wizards. A scene was being made.

"Apologize, Boaz!" Asaras said. He turned to the villagers surrounding them. "You're insulting them!"

"Why would I do that?!" he yelled. "Why would I say I'm sorry to warriors I have made a promise to?! I will bring everyone back that isn't already dead! What they lack isn't the future which will be produced, but the strength to hope they reach it."

"BOAZ!" Wendy screamed. Glaring eyes and a frown reared their frightful appearance.

"I WILL NOT LET ANYONE ELSE DIE!" Tears streamed down his face. Rain began pouring down. Darkness covered the island. "I will bring hope to this village. I promise. I promise everyone!" Iroas stood next to Boaz, eyeing him in confusion.

"I make the same promise!" Iroas yelled. "We will bring everyone back!"

"Don't worry about fighting", Boaz said. "We will defeat the Vulcans." Most of the villagers looked disgusted at the young boys. What did the two boys know?

"You don't think I know what it's like to have no hope?!" Boaz screamed. "You think I don't know what it's like to witness people I love die in front of my eyes?! I do not want any of you to witness that ever again. I promise on my life; I will save everyone! And if none of you will hope, then I will hope enough for everyone!" Iroas started with a calm anger at the villagers. He understood.

In recent days, Boaz had been more honest and upfront with his past to Iroas and Beidaggar. Iroas drew closer in their friendship but never knew what to say. Beidaggar only grew angrier. Lie after lie had been uncovered. As far as he was concerned, they were barely friends. Iroas didn't care about the lies as long as there was the reason. Diaten seemed to be there too, but stayed silent and listened with an earnest compassion. Boaz trusted them with his life, but before long Diaten was distracted by others, Beidaggar grew too angry, and Iroas didn't feel the need to hear any more. His story went unfinished, but Iroas knew enough.

"Have you come up with the same plan I have?" Iroas asked. The three female wizards calmed their emotions and began to listen.

"I wouldn't call it a plan", Boaz said. "Using Asaras as bait to lure the Vulcans here is obvious since all types of Vulcans are renowned perverts."

"Why am I the bait?" Asaras asked.

"I forget about a race of perverts", Wendy said.

"I was thinking we use Wendy since she's older", Iroas said.

"Asaras is more beautiful though", Boaz said. "Her red hair will get their attention. Besides, Vulcans don't care about age too much." Asaras cringed slightly, although with a blush, at the left-field compliment.

"Why not use all three of them? They should stay together since they'll all be targets."

"It's settled", Asaras said. "The three of us will be bait to gather the Vulcans. What else is part of your plan?"

"We kick the shit out of them", Boaz said. No one was impressed.

"You don't have an actual plan?" Chelia asked. "You always have one."

"Fists and clash of wills will send the message clearer", he said.

"We're screwed", Iroas said. Boaz walked over to the village chief, who was standing outside his hut. His nostrils were flaring and his eyes were watery.

"Can I ask you few questions?" Boaz asked.

"Will it help you save my daughter?" he replied.

"Yes", Boaz said. The chief nodded. "How many Vulcans are there?"

"We don't know", he said. "The most here at once was thirty, but if they can take over every male they kidnapped, it would be around fifty."

"Were all the other men killed?" Boaz asked.

"Yes", he said. "All the wizards were killed in battle. None were taken, hostage."

"How many wizards did you have before today's battle?" Boaz asked.

"We had fifteen", he said.

"Which direction do they usually come from?" Boaz asked.

"All directions", he said.

"How do they launch their attacks?" Boaz asked.

"What do you mean?" he replied.

"No worries, that answers all my questions," Boaz said.

Boaz walked around the village and examined the different holes. Walking back, he had formulated a basic plan.

"We will set up the three girls in tribal clothing at the south entrance, luring the Vulcans in", Boaz said. "Iroas and I will be waiting on the west wall, where the Vulcans will try a surprise attack. All the villagers will stay inside, as to not get captured. A handful of Vulcans will try to stay behind and take us over."

"Won't the Vulcans try to kill you?" Wendy asked.

"No", Boaz said. "They won't have anyone to kidnap. Before today they still had a substantial threat. They will focus on increasing their numbers now."

"How do you know?" Asaras asked.

"Gorians are of higher intelligence than other Vulcans", he said. "They can also use their take over magic without entering the person like a parasite."

"What if they have taken over the women?" Chelia asked.

"Women are more attractive than Gorians", Boaz said/ "They wouldn't compromise that. Although deemed highly intelligent as an animal, their total intelligence is lacking. They are overestimated constantly."

"What's next?" Iroas asked.

"The girls will let themselves be kidnapped", he said. "We will fight the Vulcans who attacked us. After we kick their ass, we will follow the girls smell to the Vulcans hideout. Then we will defeat the remaining Vulcans."

"It's a good plan", Iroas said. "But how will we follow their smell?"

"You're a dragon slayer now", he replied. "You have an enhanced smell. Sniff each of them."

"Not necessary", he said. "I remember what Chelia smells like."

"Wait. What?" she asked.

"Boaz…" Wendy said. Her face looked frightened. "Can you defeat the Vulcans without your devil slaying magic or limit breaker?"

Boaz grinned. His eyes were filled with fury. Rage coursed through every ounce of blood in his veins. Wendy saw it in body language. She let go of her question.

"Don't do anything brash", she said.

Dawn finally appeared after hours of preparation. Everyone was in position, although the girls were annoyed by their outfits. Village women didn't wear typical shirts, rather only a material used in a bra-like fashion. Boaz and Iroas were resting near the western wall. The villagers were inside. All was going according to plan.

Sprinting footprints began approaching the western wall. Crashing through the previously made holes, five Vulcans appeared. Another fifteen crashed on top of the girls, quickly "defeating" them and ran off. Now the two friends were surrounded.

"Sea Dragon's Roar!" Piled up water shot through Iroas mouth onto three different Vulcans.

"Fall", Boaz said. His two Vulcans were slowed. With success in this battle, Iroas and Boaz would surpass Wendy's expectations. They had to win.

A Vulcan crashed into Boaz, sending his body like a ragdoll through the air.

"Shit!" Iroas said. His Vulcans got up and began to attack. "Sea Dragon's Brining Fist!" Surrounding his fist with water, he jumped into a Vulcan's face and landed a blow. The Vulcan was down and transformed back into a villager. Two more enemies to go.

"Fuck this!" Boaz said. One nearly crippled him as he got up slowly. "Iroas, do you trust me?" Iroas started to dodge attacks, unable to land another blow.

"What are you going to do?"

"I won't lose control", Boaz said.

"I don't trust you, but I also don't care! Kick their ass!" Iroas said. "I can't do this by myself." Two Vulcans walked over to Boaz, who had barely moved an inch.

"Where is a woman?" one asked.

"You took them all", Boaz said.

"W-what?! Woman all gone?!"

"And I will make you disappear!" Boaz said. His body ignited in blue flames, and his eyes turned green.

"Fire Demon's Temptation!" All four remaining Vulcans charged at Boaz but were unable to move close to the aura of fire surrounding his body.

"Fire bad", one said.

"I will slay you all", Boaz said. "Iroas!"

"Sea Dragon's Roar!"

"Fire Demon's Perverse Flame!"

Sandwiched between the two attacks, all four enemies lost consciousness and turned back to villagers. All five appeared to have bad injuries, but none were lethal.

"What the hell was that?" Iroas asked.

"You like games, right?" Boaz replied.

"Yes."

"Think of it as a tank move", Boaz said. "It forces enemies to attack me. It's a temptation they cannot resist."

"That seems overpowered", Iroas said.

"I take on the properties of a demon", Boaz said. "Did you expect fairness? Now, sniff out Chelia." Iroas sighed at his demands. He hunched slightly over and sniffed the ground until Chelia's perfume entered his nostrils. After a while of searching, it eventually led them to a cave at the foot of a large mountain. Groaning could be heard in the distance.

Upon entering the cave, smells of perfume and soggy clothes heightened. The floor was damp and no light could be seen in the nearby. They walked until Iroas and Boaz ran into the wall at the end of the cave. Groaning was louder. Boaz placed his ear against the wall and tapped.

"Stop!" Wendy screamed. "I will not let you undress me! Sky Dragon's Wing Attack!" But before any attack went off, a hole in the mountain appeared. Boaz and Iroas walked out of it. They seemed tired, but unspoken rage filled their eyes.

The gorians lived in a hollowed out mountain filled with grass. All the women were inside and stripped naked, even young girls. There were holes all on the sides of the walls, showing the frequency for even them to get lost.

"No wonder I smelled moldy clothes", Iroas said.

"How are we going to fight this distracted?" Boaz said. "Then again, they have the same issue."

A gorian, three times the size, with a grassy crown ordered a handful of others to attack the two boys. He began undress Chelia, causing her to squeal.

"Sky Dragon's Roar!" Wendy began to unleash hell on the gorians, forcing their boss to divert his attention.

"Sea Dragon's Roar!" Iroas launched himself at the leader.

"Sky God's Bellow!" Chelia managed to break free.

"I hate peer pressure", Boaz said. "Fire Demon's Rage!" A gorian came running out of a side cave on fire. Suddenly, Asaras and two other women came out with wedding dresses on.

"I told you Asaras is prettier, Iroas!" Boaz said. "They wanted to even marry her."

"This isn't a joke! Those things saw me naked because I was waiting for you!"

"How could I know you wanted to wait for me naked?"

"I hate you", she mumbled. Chelia retreated to aid Wendy. The leader punched Iroas in the stomach, effectively slamming him into the mountain. He ran over to Asaras.

"You and I get married!" the gorian said.

"I will not marry you!" The gorian slammed Asaras repeatedly into the ground, covering her in bruises. Boaz ran over to his comrade, charging through dozens of gorians, unleashing a Fire Demon's Raging Fist on their leader before taking Asaras back in his arms. He laid her on the ground.

Boaz was horrified.

"I couldn't protect you, Asaras", he said. "I'm sorry. I wanted to impress you, but my plan put you in harm's way." Boaz got up and faced the leader. Asaras forced herself beside him.

"We're comrades", she said. "We will fight him together."

"A demon and a dragon", he said.

"Fire Demon's Temptation." The leader locked eyes with Boaz and charged. Slamming his fist into the ground, Boaz dodged by jumping up.

"You know Boaz", she said. He looked at her and pummeled by the gorian's fist. "I've never liked you. You're arrogant. You're perverted. You're selfish. You act like you're better than everyone else."

"But?" he asked.

"But nothing", she said. "That's all I have to say." The gorian continued to launch attack after attack at Boaz, each hitting him.

"That's funny", he said. "I think you're one most wonderful wizards in our guild." The gorian launched another fish, which was caught by Boaz.

"I know there's nothing I can do to win your approval", he said. "I'm sorry you think less of me. I will still fight to protect you!" He charged his fists with fire.

"I don't need protecting!" she yelled. "I need a friend. I need someone to help me carry my burden!" Boaz stopped mid-flight to be attacked again, slammed into the ground. After getting up, they both continually dodged his attacks.

"Asaras, we are friends", he said. "At least, I will trust you as one. We're both a part of Fairytail. I don't want anyone in Fairytail to dislike me because I'm dangerous or arrogant, nor do I want to put you in danger with rash thinking like I did. It's my fault your hurt."

"You're an idiot", she said. "It's not your fault they attacked me. You blame yourself too much! You're self-deprecating! This is why you're arrogant. You act like the world rests on your shoulders. Not everything is your fault!"

"Then I will stop", he said. "I only wish to bring hope to the broken." Finally, both wizards were backed against the wall. The leader blocked their path.

"Boaz, do you trust me?" she asked and extended her hand. He grabbed her hand. It was covered in sweat and warm. The moment they locked eyes, he remembered the first time he noticed her. Words insulted the emotions and beauty which filled them. Rage, doubt, fear, love, gentleness and a similar self-hatred Boaz held in himself. Above all, a spark of faith in the future. It was like staring into the sun. No one could take in all of their majesties.

"With my life", he said.

"Fire Dragon's Roar!"

"Fire Demon's Rage!" Swirling around each other, the breath attacks combined into a divine purple. The leader had a hole pierced through his abdomen. Vulcans all around began to shiver in fear.

"Shattering Light: Sky Drill!" The powerful tornado shaped drill cut through dozens of Vulcans at a time. While Asaras and Boaz dealt with each other and their leader, Wendy had defeated nearly all the enemies. Iroas had gotten up and teamed up with Chelia. The ground was covered in unconscious men, with no Vulcans left to take care of. Asaras turned to Boaz with a kind smile and high fived him.

"We did it!" she shouted. Looking down, she noticed her wedding dress was nearly see through with its wet material. She ran into the cave shouting about changing.

Around three hours passed before everyone made it back to the village. According to them, none of the other gorians were out save the five already beaten. All of them were gathered for the wedding. After arriving, the village chief rejoiced when hugging his daughter again. Most of the men were in awe of Boaz, who fulfilled his promise. People were in tears across the village, either in mourning or rejoicing over what transpired.

Many of the young women of marriageable age were giving Boaz and Iroas constant attention as if they could lure them into a false sense of security and entrap them there as their future husbands. Odd details, such as the normality of polygamy and sexual drives constructed by the need to reproduce kept being brought up. A girl after girl hugged them, with one rarely not being at their side. Iroas was getting annoyed. Although he enjoyed the attention, he could see Chelia be disgusted, along with Wendy and Asaras. Rather than see their comrades be flirted with, they discussed the reward with the village leader.

Wendy walked out annoyed and flustered, while the other two were both sighing. Approaching Boaz and Iroas while they were being fed grapes, Wendy interrupted the phenomenon.

"We aren't getting a reward", Wendy said. The girls began rustling and whispering, taking their hands of the two boys.

"How are we being compensated?" Iroas asked. The village elder appeared behind her and walked up to the two boys.

"You two are being given the option of receiving a female slave of your choice", he said. "You can do whatever you wish with them, even marry them if you desire." Both boys began to turn red.

"I'll pass", Iroas said. He met eyes with Chelia before turning back to the chief. "There is someone else."

"That's fine young man", he said. "What about you Boaz?"

"I'm honored", Boaz said. "Wendy is the strongest warrior here. She deserves the option of any reward."

"You're the village hero", he replied. "You declared everyone would be saved and kept your promise. Not a single one of the women in this village would be unhappy with your choice."

"Not a single woman?" He thought to himself. He looked to his friends. "What do you guys think?" he asked.

"It's disgusting", Wendy said. "Slavery is also outlawed in Fiore."

"Be practical", Iroas said. "If you are going to, take a wizard or a hot girl." Chelia slapped him in response.

"You can't tell a girl how she feels," Chelia said. "You must let her be free to choose her own life. Asaras looked at the ground.

"Asaras?" Boaz asked. She sighed.

"If you take a slave as a reward the guild will look bad", she said. "However, the next time they need help they will offer the same reward. How do we know those other people will treat the woman as nice? At least with Fairytail, she will be free to choose and have work with any basic wizard skills." Boaz nodded. As sick as slavery was, Asaras had a point. But who could he take? Who could he free? He made a promise to leave the village with hope. A thought popped into his head. He walked over to the chief's hut and walked out with a girl with black hair and brown eyes in hand. She was average sized and around Boaz age.

"I pick her", Boaz said.

"But…" the chief said. "That's my daughter."

"Now you know how awful slavery is", he said. "Never offer it as a reward again."

"We won't be able to fulfill any of our ceremonies without her!" he shouted. "She is our shaman!"

"I know", Boaz said. "I'm being practical. I'm choosing the girl with wizardry talent."

"She took a vow of celibacy!"

"Well, you forced her into a vow of slavery", Boaz replied.

"You're a brat!" Darius said. Blue flames began to emanate from Boaz person.

"Listen here", Boaz said. "You refused to hold to hope, and I then fulfilled my promise. I tried to back down from picking anyone, and you denied me. You quickly were willing to sacrifice the lives of your villagers if it meant your future happiness."

"They all know the costs", Darius said. "Why do you think they have been entertaining you?"

"Yes", Boaz said. "They know the costs. You don't. I'm taking your daughter."

"Boaz, stop it", Wendy said. "He understands his lesson."

"No, he doesn't!" Boaz shouted. Rage filled his voice. "We're talking about lives here! Life! He has no value towards the sanctity of life except his own, his daughters, or his village. Only upon threatening everyone does life suddenly matter. If I took any random girl, he would have been fine. Only the crushed hearts of her family and friends would be destroyed."

"You're being cruel!" Chelia shouted.

"I'm a god damn demon!" He roared back and then turned back to the village. "I'm a fire demon! What do you expect? Manners? Mercy upon hypocrites? I want to give everyone hope, but you backed me into a corner and this is my choice."

"Well, shit", Iroas said. Darius calmed his breathing.

"I understand, young man", he said. "Treat my daughter well. It is time for a change in our customs it appears." The five wizards and the young girl left.

On the way home, the young girl introduced herself as Laurel Marigold, daughter of Darius and last of the shamans. However, she had only barely begun being trained in ceremonial customs and lacked any magic ability. Most of the way home Boaz wanted to talk Asaras, but managed very little. Laurel clung to his presence, and she asked questions when possible. Boaz was straightforward and gave simple answers. He spoke very little to her on his own. Catching on, she grew quiet for her master.

It took another three days to get back to the guild, although arriving in the middle of the night. Wendy offered for Laurel to spend time in her private quarters but refused. Laurel slept on a sleeping bag right next to Boaz. The following morning all the wizards waited in the main hall for Master Natsu, who was on his way and being explained the circumstances of Laurel's supposed membership. Upon arrival, Wendy joined next to Chelia. Natsu stood on the second story with Jenny, while the wizards stood by their respective teammates and leader.

"I've heard good things from everyone's leaders", Natsu said. "However, everyone has weaknesses and shortcomings. I hope you realized none of you could have done your missions on your own as well as you did. You will no longer be required to have team leaders. However, everyone must team up for now in order to take jobs." Groaning came from the crowd.

"But first", Master said, "I must congratulate Asaras and Boaz. Despite barely knowing each other they performed a unison raid, defeating a gorian leader."

"Even master said we kicked butt", Boaz said. He gave Asaras a seemingly awkward but energetic high five.

"When did you guys get chummy?" Sakura asked. "Asaras, why are you talking to that demon trash casually?"

"He did quite well", Asaras said. For the first time, she smiled while speaking of him. "He formed our plan of attack and made a critical decision none of us could have."

"What critical decision?" Sakura asked.

"Shut up, brats", Natsu said. "I was getting to that. We have a new member to our guild. Her name is Laurel Marigold. She is a shaman to the village taken over by Vulcans. Boaz brought her here. In addition, without the Vulcan job's reward money we can't afford to pay workers. If you aren't taking a job request, you are helping build our guilds dorms. Lastly, Jenny and Kinana are our main servers. They will work at the bar and cook food, but will also partially be in charge of jobs. Before you go out on a job, you must tell them. In order to go on a solo job, you must have permission from me. That is all." Everyone dispersed. Many guild wizards approached Laurel and began asking questions. Boaz looked around for Asaras or Iroas, but both had disappeared. Instead, Boaz approached Beidaggar.

"How did your mission go?" Boaz asked.

"I'm not talking to you", Beidaggar said. Boaz left the guild hall and began to explore Magnolia. He was emotionally exhausted still, and he was unsure of what to do with Laurel. With nothing in mind, he walked up and down the streets of Magnolia until lunch, spending his time thinking.

Walking back into the guild hall, Laurel ran over to him and hugged him. She hadn't changed in the three days since arriving, still wearing her tribe's clothing.

"Good afternoon, Master", she said with a tender smile. Boaz sighed and guided her to a seat.

"How was meeting everyone?" Boaz asked.

"It was wonderful", she said. "There are a lot of kind people, but I missed you. I didn't quite know what to do."

"Did you get a guild mark?" he asked.

"Yes, master", she said. Pointing to her right side, there was a pink guild mark.

"Can you stop calling me, master?" he asked. Her eyes grew sad.

"Of course", she said. "What should I call you?"

"You can call me anything you like", he said.

"Alright, master", she said. Boaz wanted to slap himself in the face. He immediately knew he should have predicted that. He remained silent, not sure of what to say next.

"Is there anything I can get for you?" she asked him. "Do you have any orders for me?"

Every boy stared in awe as a near half-naked women wanted to fulfill any request Boaz asked of her.

"Yes", he replied. "I want you to be happy. You are a beautiful young woman. It would be easy to do something immoral, but you are free to do whatever you want. I don't want you as a servant or a slave to me but as a friend. I want you to live free, with hope, and search your heart for what you want." She shrunk back in her seat.

"Do you have any questions for me?" Boaz asked.

"Do you hate me?" she asked. "You dishonor me by making me a slave, and then you tell me I'm free to do whatever I want? Why didn't you let me stay with my dad?!"

"You didn't ask to", he said. "In fact, you didn't resist at all. I was surprised. If you would have made a noise, I would have done it at the boat. Now, you don't have the pressure of your family in your decisions. You are free to do what you want." Laurel slapped him on his cheek, leaving it red. She stayed sitting though, refusing to get up.

"What do you want?" Boaz asked. She looked up at him, with tears in her eyes.

"I want a husband", she said. "I want to fall in love."

"I know", Boaz said.

"You know?" she asked. "How? Why did you ask the question?"

"I wanted to know if you were honest", he replied. "I was also assuming it was that. I could have been wrong. I'm only lucky to be right."

"How did you know?"

"Your dad lied to me", he said. Tears flowed down her cheeks softly. "They all lied. I didn't want to make a scene in front of my team. I learned through self-study about religions of the world while searching for someone. Your clan refers to themselves as Iztas. I recognized the various writing on the walls which gorians broke through. You do have five female shamans, but to claim they made vows of celibacy is a lie. Most religious rituals in the village are sexual. You are forbidden from getting married in order to prevent a husband's jealousy. In reality, you are everyone's village play toy. Lastly, your position is chosen by lots. You have no choice in the matter. If you try to escape or break your laws, it is expected your gods will punish the village unless they kill and defile your corpse."

"You destroyed our entire beliefs system", she said. He nodded and smiled.

"Gorians are the punishment for broken vows", he said. "By killing the gorian leader and taking you with me, they are forced to settle for a life without their former beliefs. There are more details to it, but that's the gist."

"I'm Fairytail", Laurel said while finally standing up. "It will be a while before I can use magic well. I can get a job serving with Jenny and Kinana." She leaned on the table in front of Boaz, giving him a peculiar and unknown stare. Her face was flush. It took all of his willpower to not look at the obvious cleavage she had.

"Do my breasts make you nervous?" she asked. "That's weird. They made men in my village happy." Boaz sighed a breath of relief. Laurel leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, stunning the teen.

"I've wanted to that since leaving the island", Laurel said. "You may also want to lose some weight; otherwise girls may not give you a chance. Although, if you're this clever each day, you will win my heart in no time." Boaz stared in wonder as he watched her walk away, noticing every sway of hips in her stride. A finger poked him on his back.

"Yeah?" he asked, turning around to be greeted by a tree with a face. He laughed.

"I'm here to eat your soul", he said. Boaz stared hard at the tree-man unafraid.

"Just kidding", the tree said. Boaz fell over.

"Who the hell are you?" Boaz asked.

"My name is Warrod Sequen", he said. "I was wondering if Master Natsu Dragneel was around." Nodding his head, Boaz walked with Warrod over to the future Fairy Hills where Natsu was building.

"Yo, dad!" Boaz shouted. "A guy named Warrod is here for you." Natsu got down and greeted the man, immediately telling Boaz to take his place in working. The two wizards walked towards the ocean's shore.

"Do you know who I am, Master Dragneel?"

"Warrod Sequen?" Natsu replied. Warrod laughed.

"I meant my position", he said, with Natsu shaking his head. "I am the fourth-ranked wizard saint and a founding member of Fairytail. I spend most of my days halting deserts and forest destruction. When I heard the guild had a new master after what happened, I came as fast as I could. Do you know of Fairytail's basement?"

"Fairytail doesn't have a basement", Natsu said.

"We do", he said. "You have to look a little harder. Thank you for taking up the mantle of Fairytail's Fifth Guildmaster. I hope you grow it well. Trust in the First's and Third's wisdom." Moments later Warrod vanished, as if into thin air.

"Thought projection", Natsu mumbled. He walked over to the main guild hall and waited until the of the day. Every nook and cranny were examined before finally noticing an oddity. They rebuilt the guild in the same format as before, with Natsu's room where Makarov's was. In the corner of the room, there was a breath of cool air coming up from stone. Further, examination revealed it to be an illusion of a door leading to a staircase.

"With all the times the guild has been destroyed, how has no one noticed this?" Natsu said. He lit a flame on his thumb and began to walk down. At the bottom of a couple hundred feet was another door. It was white with golden branches and two vertical lines on its design. Pushing the door open Natsu saw a purple lacrima holding a person. It was a small girl, barely in her teens with long blonde hair and green eyes. Behind him against the wall next to a door was a small, dusty book shelf. Different labels covered them. Natsu spent hours skimming through the notes. Nothing indicated what the women were, but Warrod seemingly knew of its existence.

"If he knew more, he would have said more", Natsu thought. Skimming through the books for hours created a realization by sifting through knowledge. Warrod knew its existence, didn't know more but thought Natsu should know. Whatever the case, not only is it only for guild masters but a darker secret of the guild. Without knowing what the lacrima sealed girl is, leaked knowledge could destroy the guild's reputation. Natsu remembered Warrod words. He grabbed several of the books on the shelf and closed the doors of the mysterious lacrima behind him and covered the entrance to the stairs. On his bed in his main quarters once again, he peered through the first book labeled, Fairy Spells, and began reading.