Chapter 5! Glad you are all enjoying this story! Anyway I'm also going to be introducing other Etherious that are not part of the Demon Lords but are still equal in strength of them too. But besides that on with the story! Be sure to review!
(Fairy Tail Guild Hall)
Gildarts Clive hadn't really been planning on coming back to the guild so soon. After all he still had a job to complete. But some sixth sense stirred up inside of him, like something big was going to happen and he needed to get back to Magnolia. But when he arrived he saw the town in flames and from what he could tell, demons, or to be precise members of Tartarus, were attacking Magnolia. So moving with great speed of an S-class mages, Gildarts made his way towards the guild, bashing through demons and helping civilians whenever he could. When he finally did make it to the guild he saw it was set a flames and people were trying to get out and help the wounded. But what caught Gildart's attention was that a powerful demon was holding his daughter by the wrist and was preparing to kill her, and that is where we find ourselves now.
"A father…?" Homoru in the present asked as he picked up his severed arm. Without even blinking the demon reattached it back to his body, much to the shock of the Fairy Tail Mages. "Such foolishness." He commented while flexing his fingers to make sure the nerves were connected.
Gildarts fixed the demon a glare. "Kinana, get yourself and Cana out of here." Gildarts said to the assistant barmaid girl. The girl looked like she wanted to argue but the reality hit her that she couldn't be of any help at all, what with having no magic whatsoever. So with a silent nod Kinana draped Cana's left arm over her shoulder before the buxom purple hair girl escaped the burning guild.
With the girls now safely away Gildarts could concentrate fully on Homoru. Not wasting anytime the Crash Mage took off at incredible speed towards the Etherious. Said demon raised his right pointer finger towards Gildarts. "Dark Light Curse. Dark Beam!" Homoru yelled as he fired a dark yellowish beam towards Gildarts. The Crash Mage dodged the beam and ignored the explosion caused by it. Homoru fired more of them but Gildarts dodged every single one, getting closer to the demon.
"Dark Flare!" Homoru shouted as he fired a larger beam from the palm of his right hand. But Gildarts raised his right hand and deflected the beam with his Crash magic. "What?" Homoru wondered out loud just as Gildarts reached him. The S-class mage starting throwing punches at the demon, who avoided the punches. Just as Homoru was about to retaliate, Gildart grabbed his right shoulder with his left prosthetic hand.
"Guwah!" Homoru grunted as Gildarts landed a strong punch into Homoru's stomach with his right fist. The Etherious managed to kick the mage back but Gildarts just rushed back in, left hand thrust forward to land another punch. But Homoru was quicker, wrapping his right arm around Gildart's extended left arm, holding it in place.
"Orange hair and a prosthetic left arm…" Homoru commented as he tightened his hold on Gildart's arm. The Crash Mage tried to free himself but to no avail, the demon had a strong grip. "I see, you're Gildarts Clive…the human whom encountered Acnologia and live to tell the tale." The demon said before his eyes glowed and with a quick mutter, "Dark Vision" Homoru shot beams from his eyes that tore Gildart's prosthetic arm in half. Despite it being a fake limb, the sudden destruction of it and the jolt to the nerves caused Gildarts to scream in pain. The man was now on his knees and crutching the remains of his left arm.
"However that is nothing compared to killing the beast. And only our Master can accomplish such a feat." Homoru said as he raised his right hand. Extending only his middle finger and pointer finger, Homoru pointed the appendages at Gildart's head. "Dark Arrow" The demon muttered as he fired a beam from the tips of his fingers.
An explosion soon consumed the entire guild building.
Makarov watched from his position in the air as his guild's building was destroyed. The Sixth Guild Master grinded his teeth and clenched his hands in rage, but not for the building itself but out of concern for the people inside of it. 'If any of my children were in there…' He thought grimly. However he had to push such thoughts out as he turned to look back down at Niebla. Said Demon Lord stared back up at him, an impassive look in her eyes.
The demon was a difficult opponent, even for a Ten Wizard Saint like himself. Her curse, Law as he recalled what Silver said, kept repelling any of Makarov's attacks with a strong gravitational force. She was also capable of pulling objects or people towards her to attack directly or merely send it flying back as a projectile. Makarov himself had been pulled in several times to be delivered a powerful punch or kick from the female demon. Clearly these demons were more then a match for some of their strongest mages, something that didn't bold well if they had to face E.N.D, the strongest Etherious.
"Grand Pull!" Niebla drone as she raised her left hand. Suddenly Makarov was being pulled in by a powerful force of gravity, straight towards the demon who was preparing another attack.
"Not this time!" Makarov cried as he managed to form a triangle with his hands. Suddenly a large beam of light shot out from the center right towards Niebla. However far from being concern Niebla merely countered it by saying, "Grand Push!" And a wave of gravity shot out from Niebla. It dispersed the beam of light and sent Makarov flying.
But the Guild Master recovered quickly and shot forward, enlarging his right arm and thrust forward towards Niebla. But the demon managed to evade the massive fist before releasing another gravity blast. This time however Makarov was prepapred as he erected a magical barrier to repel the attack. While it was slightly successful, the gravitational force caused the barrier to shatter from the impact.
"I had expected more from a human who holds the title of Wizard Saint." Niebla said as she walked calmly towards Makarov. Said mage was still floating in the air but was painting heavily. "But it seems like with all humans, you're powerless against demons." She added.
Makarov winced as he heard the comment. But he hardened himself, Fairy Tail had faced doom and destruction many times in the past and always come out on top. All that he could do now was have faith in his family.
(With Laxus and the Raijinshu)
"Incoming!" Freed yelled as he managed to summon a rune barrier to repel the attack. Said attack was a large mass of what looked like jet black ink. While the barrier managed to hold back the large mass, it still shattered and caused Freed to stagger backwards. Looking up Freed watched as Laxus clashed with the demon who called himself Petram. Around him his teammates were focus on protecting the civilians as well as the demon's target: Former councilmember Michello.
Laxus and company had arrived half an hour ago and just barely managed to save Michello and his granddaughter, Michella, from being killed by the demon. Soon the battle escalated and involved the entire town forcing the Fairy Tail mages to divide in order to protect the civilians and fight Petram. Surprisingly the demon was holding his own against Laxus, an S-class mage, and the Raijinshu, one of Fairy Tail's strongest teams. According to Silver, Petram's curse was called Mantra, and was involved in the manipulation of in a blackish ink aura that Petram could summon.
Back in the present, Laxus, body covered in lightning, charged towards Petram. However Petram just summoned a sphere of blackish ink around his arms and hands to deflect Laxus's lighting-empowered punches. "Mantra: Torrens!" Petram cried as he fired a blast of Mantra from his right hand. The result was a line of blackish ink hitting Laxus right in the chest, sending him back several feet.
Laxus managed to free himself of the assault. Aiming at Petram, he cried, "Lightning Dragon's Roar!" And fired a large roar of lightning straight towards the demon. But Petram merely summoned a wall of Mantra and blocked the attack. "Damn it!" Laxus cursed
"Ha Ha Ha! Is this all that an S-Class Mage can do! Is this all you humans are capable of?!" Petram asked mockingly as he clasped his hands together into a fist. "Nigrantem!" Petram cried and with his hands glowing black, he fired a barrage of small black dot-like projectiles. The projectiles went very fast and showed that they were strong as they pierced through stone buildings. Several were heading towards fleeing civilians, Michello and Laxus all at once.
"Damn it!" Laxus cursed as he covered himself in lightning again. Thanks to that he was able to easily dodge the barrage. "Freed!" Laxus shouted.
"I'm on it!" Freed shouted back as he got in front of Michello, Michella and the few remaining civilians. "Dark Ecriture: Reflect!" Freed cried as he swiped his sword, causing runes to appear in thin air. When the black bullets struck, they were instead reflected and flew back towards Petram, said demon mildly surprise by that. But he merely waved his hands and the bullets turned into black liquid and flew harmlessly past him. But Petram spun his hands again causing the ink splashes to swirl together into a large ball. Spotting Laxus Petram pointed his hand towards him. "Nigrum Bomb!" Petram said as he launched the black sphere towards the Lightning Mage.
Laxus spotted the oncoming projectile coming towards him. "Lightning Dragon's Breakdown Fist!" He cried as he fired a large fist made of lightning. The two spells made contact and the result was the lighting dispersing as the black sphere turned into a large splash of black ink. The large mass of blackish ink blocked Laxus's view, that he didn't see Petram's smirk. Suddenly the wave of black ink splashes began to shift and swarm Laxus, surprising the man. "What the hell?!"
"Caveam Atamento" Petram said as the black liquid surrounded Laxus's figure and trapped him within a solid black-colored figure of the lightning mage. "My Curse, Mantra, doesn't focus on thing such as vaporizing like lightning or burning like fire. Instead it impales, slashes and crushes anything in my path, changing the density from solid to liquid. That's why I can deflect things like your lightning magic and still control its shape whenever I want." Petram explained to a trapped Laxus. Petram smirked at his work "You know I was expecting more from the human who forced Tempesta to use his Magical Barrier Particles but it seems like you're nothing but a disappointment." He added.
"How dare you say that about Laxus!" Evergreen roared as she flew above Petram. She waved her fan and suddenly dust particles began to gather around Petram. The demon eyed them curiously before Evergreen shouted, "Fairy Bomb: Gremlin!" And soon the dust ignited and exploded, consuming Petram in a large explosion. But Petram revealed to be okay, surrounded by a barrier of black ink splashes, a bored look on his face.
"Is that all?" Petram asked the floating woman. But his attention shifted when a shadow fell over him. Looking up again Petram saw Bickslow's five dolls circling above him, with said man standing on a rooftop nearby. "Baryon Formation!" Bickslow yelled as the dolls released a powerful beam of energy towards Petram.
"Wow that was actually impressive." A voice said from behind Bickslow. The Seith Mage spun around only to receive a strong kick to the face from Petram. Bickslow was sent flying backwards, crashing into the ground below.
"Bickslow!" Freed shouted.
"How the hell did he get there so fast?!" Evergreen cried as she looked from Petram on the roof towards where he was originally. As the smoke cleared she was shocked to see a second Petram. "A clone!" Evergreen exclaimed.
"Correct" The real Petram replied as he snapped his finger. Suddenly the Petram clone turned back into black ink and shot upwards like water shooting out of a geyser. It went straight towards Evergreen who didn't even have time to dodge it, only yell out in pain as the mass of black ink substance collided with her and she soon joined Bickslow on the ground, unconscious.
"Bickslow! Evergreen!" Freed shouted as he saw his friends fall one by one. He turned his attention back to Petram who just had an innocent look on his face. Behind Freed were Michelo and Michela, inside a rune barrier with the former shaking in his boots.
"Now then why don't you just step aside and let me complete my mission? Since its obvious that you can't beat me." Petram said calmly as he walked forward. "I know that keeping that barrier up takes a toll on you. You don't have enough power to take me on, not like you did in the first place." Petram said with a chuckle.
"Never!" Freed said strongly. "As a mage of Fairy Tail I will not allow you to succeed with your plan!" He shouted bravely but he knew that the chances of defeating Petram were slim. The green-haired mage had already used much of his magic to protect the citizens as well as hold the barrier guarding the former councilor and his granddaughter. If he took the barrier down then maybe Freed's chances would increase but then that would leave the citizens in danger.
Petram sighed. "Well if you insist." He said before raising his hand towards Freed. Black ink splashes began to gather around his hand, forming into a swirl that was gradually glowing bigger. Freed prepared himself for the attack as he stood in between the demon and the ex-council member. However before Petram could perform his attack a noise caught his attention. "Huh?" Petram said before he was suddenly punched in the face by a lightning enhanced fist. Petram was stunned at first but managed to recover as he did a flip and regained his footing. Looking up the demon was surprised at who it was. "You!"
Standing before him, right hand raised, was Laxus. The Lightning Dragon Slayer was painting heavily as electricity sparked around his body. "How did you get free from my cage? You're skin should've been fused to that dense Mantra and suffocated you!" Petram exclaimed in shock. Then he noticed how the lightning covered Laxus like a second skin, that's when realization hit him. 'He covered himself with a layer of lightning in order to protect him from my spell.'
"Heh, guess your Mantra or whatever isn't as tough as you think it is." Laxus said with a smirk. However that was just a cover up for how exhausted he was after breaking out of that bind.
Petram seemed annoyed by that comment and was getting ready to attack when suddenly a voice spoke in his head. 'Petram what is your status?'
'M-Master E.N.D!' Petram replied back in his head. He must've had a surprised look on his face because Laxus raised an eyebrow at the demon's expression. 'M-my apologies Master, I was just about to execute the ex-councilmember.' Petram reported.
'There is no need Petram.' E.N.D replied, surprising the demon. 'Sayla has already killed the councilmember for the second seal…and required us an asset too. And we know whom the third seal is and are making preparations. For now all Tartarus forces are to withdraw and return to Cube.' The Dark Guild Master ordered.
Petram just nodded in understanding. He knew not to question his Master's commands. He surprised Laxus when he turned around before Petram began to surround himself with Mantra. Soon splotches of black ink began to converge around his back before finally turning solid into the form of wings. "Oh where the hell are you off to?" Laxus asked.
"You're lucky" Petram said but didn't turn to face Laxus. "Apparently we've already unlocked the second seal. Now real hell will begin." Petram said, saying the last part menacingly. Then he took off, leaving behind two disturbed Fairy Tail mages, two more just regaining conscious, and a frightened ex-councilor and his granddaughter.
(20 Minutes Earlier: Elfman and Lisanna)
The two youngest members of the Strauss siblings had just arrived to the home of the ex-councilor Leiji. The duo had gone to protect the man from Tartarus assassins but sadly they had arrived to late. The scene now was Elfman holding the still body of Leiji in his arms, Lisanna looking over his shoulder. After checking the man's pulse, Elfman gave a grim shake of the head.
"It's no use, he isn't breathing." Elfman said to Lisanna.
"Oh my…" Lisanna muttered, horrified.
"Set up the transmission Lacrima. We need to report this to the guild." Elfman stated.
"You're right." Lisanna replied as she began opening up the bag hanging from her shoulder in order to get said device. While she was doing that Elfman looked back at the frozen form of Leiji.
"How as he even killed?" Elfman muttered to himself. From what he could tell there were no signs of a struggle or even wounds on Leiji's person. "There isn't a single scratch on him."
Just has Elfman finished his sentence, Leiji's eyes popped wide open. "The hell!" Elfman exclaimed, startling Lisanna. Leiji robotically sat up straight, an empty look in his eyes. "Leiji-roshi you're-"
Before Elfman could finish his sentence, Leiji pointed a finger towards Lisanna, or more precise her bag. In just a second the bag and the lacrima within shattered into pieces, causing Lisana to shriek.
"The transmission Lacrima!" Lisanna exclaimed as she looked at the remains.
"Hey Leiji-roshi! Why the hell did you that?!" Elfman demanded, only to see Leiji's form fall to the ground again, dead once more.
There was a moment of silence as Elfman and Lisanna stared the unmoving body, as if expecting it to move again. However after seeing the corpse perfectly still, the two relaxed. But that didn't mean that they were still a bit shaken up a bit from that little show.
"What the hell…?" Elfman pondered.
"Just what on earth happened just now?" Lisanna said.
"I guess you can't expect a Corpse Macro to function properly as a live one." A feminine voice from behind commented.
Startled, Elfman and Lisanna spun around and found themselves looking at Sayla. Said demon was calmly sitting on a chair in the library, reading a book. She had a bored look in her eyes, as if the book she was reading wasn't interesting.
"Who the hell are you? What did you do to Leiji-roshi?!" Elfman and Lisanna demanded at the same time.
"I showed him to the gates of hell." Sayla said calmly as she flipped a page.
"Gates of hell…" Elfman muttered before realization hit him. "Then you're from Tartarus!" The Take Over Mage exclaimed while Sayla calmly turned another page in the book.
"The stories human write are really boring." Sayla commented, completely ignoring Elfman's exclamation. She placed the book down and stood up. "I'll just spin my own tale. A story fit for a demon."
"Get ready Lisanna!" Elfman said as he got into a fighting stance.
"Right!" Lisanna responded. The siblings were both in fighting stances as the demon walked towards them casually. She had her eyes closed and her left arm wrapped around her waist. The Fairy Tail mages were now about to use their Take Over Magic…
…When Elfman's hand gripped Lisanna's neck and head due to the hand's size.
"What…?" Elfman whispered, completely stunned by this event.
"Elf-niichan?" Lisanna asked as she felt her brother's strong grip around her head.
That's when Elfman's hand began squeezing Lisanna. Said girl was now gasping in pain and lack of air. Elfman looked in horror at what he was doing. He tried to release his grip but realized that he had no control over himself.
"Elf…can't…breathe…" Lisanna muttered as she tried to free herself to no avail.
"N-no it isn't me!" Elfman shouted before realizing what was going on. "W-what the hell did you do?! Stop it!" Elfman yelled at Sayla.
The demon said nothing, just calmly stood there as if the scene playing before her was nothing of importance.
"Damn it!" Elfman cursed as he once again tried to free himself. "Lisanna! Lisanna, hang on!" Elfman was now at the point of tears in horror and desperation. "Please I beg of you, stop it!" Elfman yelled again at Sayla.
"In a demon's story, there is no such thing as mercy." Sayla finally said, her eyes opened a bit as she stared at the siblings. "Nor is there mercy for those whom harm my beloved E.N.D." Sayla said the last sentence with a hint of malice while keeping her calm façade.
'Sayla' A voice from within the Etherious' head said. 'Did you kill your target?'
"M-m-master E.N.D!" Sayla exclaimed, momentarily losing her focus on holding Elfman. Both he and Lisanna dropped to the ground; the former panting from relief while the latter was taking in short breaths of air. However neither could move as Sayla managed to regain their bodies back under her Macro. But the she-demon seemed more focus on her Master's voice. "Yes Master I have neutralized the target, I am currently ending the stories of two Fairies." Sayla said in a tone that was filled with admiration towards her Master.
"There will be no need for that." E.N.D said causing Sayla's eyes to widen for a moment. 'We've confirmed that your target was one of the two remaining keys. One of the seals on FACE has been released. Return to Cube and Sayla…well done."
Those two words made Sayla feel like she had gone to heaven. The demon's entire face went beat red at the compliment as Sayla put her hands to her cheek. "M-Master…" She said while panting heavily. "Y-you honor me with those kind words." She said lovingly.
If it weren't for their current situation Elfman and Lisanna would've sweat dropped at how Sayla was acting before them, going from compose to love stricken. Said demon managed to regain her composure, returning to her neutral look as she stared down at the Strauss siblings. "It appears as though my Master is in a merciful mood today. Your story shall continue…for now." Sayla said darkly before leaving. Several minutes later Elfman and Lisanna finally regained control over their body, both of them panting heavily. They shared a worried look with one another, wondering what else could go wrong.
(Back at Magnolia)
Ezel looked around at the destruction his last spell caused, a satisfied cruel smile on his face. His attack did much damage to the surrounding area; many buildings were barely recognizable now, completely shredded by the numerous slashes. Surprisingly, Azlack and Bisca were still alive though injured the former's left leg buried underneath rubble while the latter had a large slash on her stomach that was bleeding.
"Well, this is a surprise. I have to give you credit for still breathing after taking my Mikazuki head on." Ezel said mockingly as he made his ways towards them.
"B-Bisca." Azlack said to his wife. "Get out of here…I'll hold him off."
Bisca looked at her husband in shock. "What?! No! I'm not leaving you!" She said hotly.
"Bisca, I can't move my leg. You can still escape. If he get's both of us then, who will be there for Asuka?" Azlack commented, trying to make Bisca see reason. But the green haired woman shook her head defiantly; refusing to leave the man she loved. With what little strength she could muster she intertwined her right hand with Azlack's left while her left hand gripped her gun.
"What the hell makes you think that I'm going to give you shits a chance to get away?" Ezel asked as he neared them. He raised his right arm, preparing to deliver the final blow. "Be appreciative that I'm letting you bugs die together!" Ezel exclaimed as he brought down his arm towards the couple. The two guns mages closed their eyes, waiting for the end. Their only regret was leaving Asuka, their pride and joy, alone. However the end never came. Instead the couple opened their eyes to the demon gasping.
Sticking out of Ezel's chest was what appeared to be a large curved blade. Behind the demon a shadowy figure could be seen with glowing red eyes. The four-armed demon had a look of shock, pain and anger. After several seconds of silence Ezel gripped the blade with all four hands and with tremendous strength managed to pull it out of him. With the blade out he swung his arms violently, trying to hit his attacker. Said person jumped backs a fair distance giving Ezel and the Connells a clear view of them.
The person was male. He had a robust build and was just a few inches taller then Ezel. He wore a black ankle-length double breasted trench coat, which was worn out at the bottom, and a hood sticking out from the inside of the collar and currently over his head. Over his face was a mask, which displayed a pair of carved slits over his eyes, glowing an eerie red. The man also black gloves and grey gauntlets could be seen other the sleeves. The legs were covered by black trousers and black boots with matching grey greaves. The coat was held by a black belt around the waist. Despite wearing a mask over his face, you could tell that the newcomer was gazing at Ezel with an expressionless look.
Azlack was about to comment on the newcomer when he noticed something. Ezel had a surprised, and if you looked closely, frightful, look on his face. "I-it can't be!" The four-armed demon exclaimed as he stared at the newcomer. "You should've died decades ago! How are you here…Strafe!" Ezel demanded.
The now identified Strafe did not reply. Instead he raised his right arm, with the limb beginning to shift into a black mass. After a few seconds it stopped and took on the form of a black arm with reddish lines, with an elongated double ended blade formed from the base of the right elbow, turning the arm into a giant razor-sharp cutting weapon. With that done Strafe charged forward, moving at an incredible speed despite his mass. He managed to catch Ezel off guard momentarily, the demon jumping back at the last second. He received a slash to the chest from Strafe's blade.
"Bastard!" Ezel cursed out loud as his tentacles gripped the remains of a rooftop. Crossing his arms across each other he yelled. "Onimaru!" And fired a wide X-shaped shockwave towards Strafe. But instead of worrying Strafe merely raised his own sword arm and brought it downward. The impact shattered the shockwave and left Grim unharmed. "What?!" Ezel shouted in shock as he witnessed this.
But Strafe didn't stop there. Next both his armored arms transformed and changed into black, bulky arms with only two large fingers and a thumb. Before anyone could react Strafe fired a barrage of tendrils from his hands right towards Ezel. The four-armed demon managed to deflect some of them but the rest managed to either wrap around his form or pierce his body. With a single tug Strafe brought Ezel down to ground level, causing dust to fly everywhere.
Azlack and Bisca, who were watching from afar, were wondering if it was over when suddenly debris began flying everywhere from where Ezel crashed. Strafe withdrew his tendrils as Ezel jumped into the air, this time in a different form. He wore some kind of demonic samurai armor, with an Oni mask now covering his face. However the biggest change were his four arms, which now resembled large black blades with light edges. Ezel was now laughing madly as he landed across from Grim.
"Now you're done for you shithead! No one has faced my Slash Attack Mode and live to tell the tale!" Ezel declared as he raised all four of his bladed arms. "Feel the my demonic swords at their finest!" Ezel shouted before firing a barrage of extremely larger energy slashes towards Strafe. They were cutting through anything in their path, leaving clean marks as they did so.
Still retaining his calm composure, Strafe merely took the attacks head on, not effected in the slightest by the impacts. However he soon morphed his arms again, this time having them take the form of blackish arms with three-fingered, one-thumbed talon-like appendages. Without wavering Strafe plunged his right hand into the ground. In a few seconds multiple large black spikes erupted out of the ground right underneath Ezel.
"GAAAAAHHHH!" Ezel roared in pain as the spikes impaled his body. The spikes destroyed two of his bladed arms while several of his tentacles were torn off too. Soon after the spikes retreated back into the ground as Strafe pulled his hands out, allowing a defeated Ezel to fall to the ground, back first. With the demon unmoving, Strafe, whose arms reverted back to normal, began to approach the down Demon Lord.
"Incredible…" Azlack murmured, whom finally freed his leg from the rubble and was being supported by his wife. The two watched as Strafe approached Ezel's fall form before kneeling down. The armored silent man had his back to them so the Gun Mages could not see what he was doing. "He defeated that demon so easily."
Suddenly the ground began to shake all over the town, nearly knocking the couple off their feet. "What the hell is happening now?!" Bisca shouted in distress as she tried to support herself and her husband. The only one whom didn't seem alarmed was Strafe, still busy with whatever he was doing.
Soon large tentacles popped out throughout the town, causing a large panic from the Fairy Tail Mages, townsfolk and even the demons too. However that changed when only demons remained as the ones screaming. For the tentacles were now attacking them while protecting the humans. Bisca and Azlack were so engrossed with the scene before them that they didn't notice Strafe missing, along with Ezel's body.
In another part of Magnolia, Makarov and Niebla had put a pause on their battle as they watched the giant tentacles send the forces of Tartarus running. "What in Mavis' name is going on here?" Makarov murmured. While it was clear that the tentacles weren't attacking the townsfolk or his guild members, the old Guild Master was more focus on who or what summoned them.
Niebla was also having similar thoughts but more towards another phenomenon. 'Ezel's Curse Power has vanished completely! Was he defeated?' Niebla thought. 'No it has to be more then that. I can't even feel his presence or any lingering residue from him at all.'
Her thoughts were cut off when a large tentacle shot out of the ground between her and Makarov. It then lunged at Niebla but was repelled by the she-demon's gravity curse. At that time the sound of a horn being blown could be heard across the town, a message to the demons it was time to retreat. "It appears we'll have to put this battle of ours on hold Makarov Dreyar." Niebla said calmly as she spun around and ran off.
Makarov said nothing, just watched as the Demon Lord retreated. He then turned his attention to the burning town, a sign of relief in his eyes as he noticed the flames dying down, most likely the work of his mages. The tentacles were also leaving, dissolving into thin air, leaving no traces of them at all.
"Oh darn, I was hoping to have grabbed her in time." A voice from behind said.
Surprised by the voice, Makarov spun around, prepared for a fight. But he was taken by surprised of the newcomer. Said person was female with long dark pink hair that reached her waist and onyx eyes. Physically she had a petite figure and looked like she was around the same age as Wendy and Romeo. And Makarov would've believed that if he hadn't notice the look of power and wisdom in her eyes. She wore a brownish-orange robe wrapped around her waist and nearly touched the ground. Underneath that Makarov could make out a purple nightgown that reached her knees, and black sandals on her feet. She was currently sitting on a partially destroyed bench with her feet kicking in the air, a calm look on her face.
Recomposing himself Makarov spoke to the girl. "Am I to presume that those giant tentacles were your doing ms.?" Makarov asked.
The young girl turned her eyes towards the old man and a small smile formed on her face. "Yep, I figured you people might need a hand so I gave one, well a couple actually." She said with a hint of mirth. "Also I've been meaning to talk you guys for a while so I wanted to send those demons away."
Figuring she meant no harm but not letting his guard down just yet, Makarov landed on the ground. His eyes still on the girl as he spoke, "Oh and what would you like to talk to my guild about?" He asked.
"Simple really, we both have the same goal." She said as she hopped off the bench and stood before Makarov. She was a good several inches taller then the guild master. "My name is Hestia and I want to bring forth the destruction of Zeref's demons, the demons of Tartarus."
And there we go! Chapter 5 is done! Sorry it took a while, college has had me busy and I've also been preoccupied with my other stories too. Anyway review!
Wacko12
Fanon Curses Mentioned So Far:
Hado (A curse that focuses on manipulating energy for physical augmentation to super levels as well as a healing factor and can be released for energy projectiles and concussive force)
Dark Light (A curse that uses dark-yellowish laser beams for various effects)
Law (A curse that manipulates gravitational force)
Mantra (A curse that allows the user to summon and control jet black ink-like substance that can be used as bludgeons, impalement, stick on surfaces or create armor and other objects as well as tainting whatever it touches, causing corruption and mutations while putting it under the user's control)
Translations:
Torrens: (Muddy Torrent)
Nigrantem (Black Rain)
Nigrum Bomb (Black Bomb)
Caveam Atramento (Ink Cage)