A/N: Please remember, if you haven't voted in the current poll about my next story, please do! At the moment, here is the score:
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3- Freed (joint third with Bix)
4- Gajeel
5- Cobra
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No-one's POV
Lahar stormed into Fairy Tail, glaring at every mage he passed as he stalked up towards Master Makarov's office, disregarding Mirajane's friendly hello, and not noticing the depressing aura that kept Fairy Tail from its usual levels of rowdiness.
Doranbolt scurried after Lahar, frowning as he definitely noticed the quiet guild, which from his own experience was usually rowdier than a festival every day.
'MAKAROV!' Lahar shouted as he burst through Master's office door, making the little man jump in his seat as he smiled widely at the council member. Laxus, who was sitting at his own desk in Makarov's office, merely jerked his head upwards in acknowledgment of the council member's arrival before focusing on the music blaring from his sound pod.
'Makarov... what is the meaning of this?' Lahar growled, slamming onto Makarov's desk a collection of pictures, before jerking his hand back and folding his arms across his chest, glaring down at the man irately.
Master picked up the photographs and frowned, before placing them softly back on the desk.
'It appears to be a person, very badly beaten I must say, but I don't see what relevance this has to your storming into my office in this manner.' Makarov folded his own arms, staring down the man who stood a head or two taller than him, even while the small old man stood on his desk.
Lahar wasn't intimidated despite the great reputation of the Wizard Saint before him, as the intimidating effect of his glare was lessened by the orange and blue Jester's hat that had little gold bells on the ends.
'This man was dropped off outside the council yesterday by a certain spirit who is an ex-member of Fairy Tail, and who now belongs to one of your mages. This man was begging for us to kill him; which leads me to question the sanity of your celestial mage and the reason for such brutality!'
3 Months Earlier Earthland Time- One Day Spirit World Time
Loke appeared in the realm with the pathetic excuse for a human being, immediately finding himself surrounded by the majority of the Zodiac and some of Lucy's Silver keys.
The mage whimpered as he looked around him, one eye completely closed from a black eye, and the rest of his body covered in cuts, scratches and bruises that seems to obliterate his pale skin.
His hair in some places was stained red from his own blood, and his nose had been broken several times.
'Nick!' Loke snapped, throwing the mage on the ground as Nick appeared, smirking evilly before kneeling at the mages side and healing him quickly.
'W-what are you doing?' The mage asked, feeling the pain from his injuries fade before disappearing. Nick chuckled darkly.
'How are we supposed to hurt you if you're already in pain?' The mage paled before fighting against the restraints that had appeared on his wrists upon entry to the celestial realm.
'Old Friends. It is a crime to bring a human unconnected to our realm here.' The spirit king's voice seemed to echo in the air as he appeared in his gigantic form, his arms folded as he looked down at the spirits seriously.
'Your Highness.' Loke bowed, before grinning up at the man, communicating with their eyes, before the spirit king's gaze hardened as he turned to face the human who lay on the ground being healed by Nick.
Xavier himself was trembling from fear, though he felt a smirk itch its way up to his face; he knew how serious it was to break a celestial law, he'd been keeping track of Lucy during the whole crisis, and their guild was far too loud to keep secrets.
'I believe I have a celestial council to distract for a day. I shall talk to you later, old friends. They are on their way. Give my best to my dear friend when she returns from her slumber.' The king grinned, his giant moustache lifting to reveal a set of huge teeth that bared themselves aggressively down at the human, before he turned and disappeared.
Xavier felt his blood freeze as the last ache that plagued him disappeared.
'He's all better now guys. Lt's have some fun before they arrive.' Nick stepped away, grinning with a fiery evil glint in his eyes.
Loke grabbed Xavier by his shirt collar and threw him towards the spirits that were assembled.
'Ebi-'
'Moshi-moshi!'
'We are!'
'Tch!'
'Lucy-sama...'
Loke smirked as the zodiac spirits present stepped forwards to deal their own personal vengeance against the person who'd caused their master such pain; not only physically, but he'd betrayed her trust as well.
'I knew there was something wrong with this guy.' He muttered to himself as he stared on emotionlessly as the man cried out from receiving the punches and hits the spirits laid on him.
'You were just upset cause he had a pretty face Lucy liked.' Nick teased slightly, glaring at the now screaming "pretty face" who by the end of this wouldn't have that title any longer.
'Hurry up, you should get in your turn before they get here, moshi-moshi.' Sagittarius had finished his own form of revenge; the mage now had a few arrows implanted around his nerve points, causing the most unimaginable pain when the arrows shifted slightly to cut off the nerves and give him momentary relief, only to receive the same pain again when the arrows shifted again.
'I'll wait till Aquarius is down. I don't want to get in the way of her at the moment...' Nick muttered, looking at the mermaid spirit who was repeatedly slamming her jug against the humans face over and over again before blasting high powered jest of water in a region most men do not want high powered jets of water to go...
Too late! We aree-!' Scorpio smirked as he walked past them, gesturing to the group who had finally arrived...
'Su-miii-maaa-seeennnn...'
'Punishment?'
'Heheheheee!'
'Pun-puuunnnn...'
'It's always the quiet ones, correct Leo-sama?' Capricorn muttered, flexing his hands under the metal spiked, bloodied gloves he rarely ever used in battle.
Loke shuddered as he turned to face the four spirits you did not want to anger...
Scorpio had already peeled a fuming and screaming Aquarius off of the mage, who had found himself chained to a wall all of a sudden, looking down at the leader of the zodiacs, who casually pushed his sunglasses up his nose and smirked at the human.
'You know, all magic granted to humans comes as a blessing from the stars? No? Well, not only have you angered us, but you've also angered the Spirit King, who does love our Lucy-sama. Now, here's where you're incredibly unlucky, because you've also angered the spirit whose sign you were blessed under, and she is the one and only spirit you reeeally don't want to piss off. You saw how painful it was for our Lucy-sama to have magic forced into her, well, I'll tell you right now, scumbag, it is a thousand times worse to have it ripped away...' Loke stepped back grinning as he registered the utter terror that had slammed into Xavier's face as he looked up to see four spirits step towards him.
Xavier recognised the maid spirit the blonde had used to set up camp, but her eyes were now pure red and she carried and swung a lead pipe from her manacled wrists, muttering over and over under her breath: "Punishment... punishment..."
Beside her, floated a couple of alien like creatures, who's bug eyes were also blood red, and they seemed to combine into one floating thing before changing into himself, and he looked at his face as it laughed at him.
Next came a small snowman like creature, it's black emotionless eyes making it seem manic as it skipped about holding two extremely large butchers knives...
Finally, came the scariest creature Xavier had seen.
What looked like a ram stepped forwards, its wool blacker than night and it's eyes completely red, it's horns reaching far back from its head and reaching a sharp, lethal point. Her skin was pale white, and she seemed to stagger forward as her head hung to one side, lengthening out her words in a low, quiet voice.
'Suuuu-miiii-maaa-seeennnn!' Xavier felt his body trembling as he suffered through the pain the three spirits put him through, his gaze not leaving the sheep zodiac that stood stock still, staring straight into his dark, evil soul with her terrifying gaze, her voice curdling his blood within his body as she repeated that one word once again.
'Suuuu-miiiii-maaaaa-seeennnnnn!' Finally, the Lion held up a hand and stopped the other three, before nodding once.
'You may begin, Aries.' The woman stopped mid-word, before grinning manically and cackling before lunging forwards, making the humans screams echo throughout their realm as she destroyed every ounce of magic inside of him, ripping it out particle by dreaded particle as she sliced her long, sharp nails across his already bleeding and bloodied skin.
It seemed like it took forever before Xavier's screams ended, his voice box breaking under the immense strain, leaving his screams silent as his body allowed his pain to be expressed through thrashing against this restraints. His neck muscles stretched as he ground his head against the wall behind him, his mouth elongated into a permanent scream that had no sound, the only sound being the dripping of his blood and the cackles of Aries, who had entered a mindless state of anger and pure unadulterated fury at the harm this man had lead her honest, kind master into. He was the lure that trapped her, the reason she had been taken; despite the kindness she had bestowed upon his unworthy self, despite the smiles she had gifted him with, he betrayed her and harmed her in a way no-one could ever understand. Aries felt it though.
She felt that betrayal deep within her heart, and had been teetering on the edge, before jumping off when she saw his disgraceful face.
She was ashamed he had been born under her sign; ashamed that he had been blessed with magic under her zodiac.
'I'm taking it back; you are no longer a mage, you are nothing but scum.' Aries whispered into Xavier's ear, before violently tearing out the final speck of magic that hid itself within his mangled body, causing his voice to finally rip free of its own restraints and tear through the air.
Aries grinned before turning and walking away, past the other zodiacs who looked on emotionlessly. Aquarius somehow managed to get in one final attack of salt water over the fresh wounds, causing the human to whimper desperately.
'Take out the trash brother.' Aries muttered to Loke before storming away, Virgo, Gemini and Plue following her close behind.
'Damn, I never want to make them angry.' Nick whispered, looking after the trio as they walked away to put away their torturous implements they'd cracked out for the occasion.
'Come on scumbag, you have a date with the magic council prisons for the next, oh, forever.' Loke chuckled before he disappeared and dropped the human off outside the doors of the magic council, shocking Lahar and Doranbolt who were just coming off duty after a long day of paperwork and pointless meetings. Loke smirked up at their shocked faces.
'Have fun with this one.' He said, before returning back to the celestial realm to let the spirit king know he no longer had to entertain the celestial council, and that one less evil monster roamed the earth with magic.
Back in Makarov's Office, Present Day
Lahar glared down at Makarov, his face flushed with anger and his eyes glinting with outrage at the torture the man had suffered through.
Makarov had turned darkly serious at the mention of Lucy, and Laxus had yanked off his sound pod to glare and growl at the council member, cracking his knuckles dangerously and making Doranbolt shudder slightly in fear. He knew of the old, crazy Laxus, and this guy who was glaring at them right now, looked an awful lot like him.
Lahar however didn't notice the deadly aura that had settled over the office.
'I would appreciate it, councilman if you did not speak of one of my children in such a tone, and advise you to sit and listen to what I have to say.' Finally, Lahar sensed the murderous aura that pulsed off of Laxus and slowly sat down, warily watching the lightning dragon slayer from the corner of his eye and making sure Doranbolt had a hold on his cloak so they could teleport at a moment's notice.
Master Makarov then regaled Lahar and Doranbolt with the kidnapping and magical torture Lucy had suffered through, making Lahar's face look like he was sucking on a lemon as his frown deepened.
'So the barely alive man that Loke dropped off for us, was a dark mage who had participated in illicit activities?' He asked Makarov, flicking through the pictures that had been taken of the mangled excuse of a human that sat in an ever growing pool of blood and dripping salt water.
'Yes.' Makarov answered, his tone tired and serious as he rubbed a hand over his face, the jester's hat he favoured now removed from his head and his large bald patch glowing slightly under the light of the room.
'I would still like to speak to Miss Heartfilia in order to gain an understanding over the treatment of criminals.' Lahar sensed he'd touched on a sensitive subject when Makarov turned away, ensuring his eyes were in shadow and Laxus's constant low growls were cut off.
'Blondie didn't tell 'em to do anything to him. She's been in a coma ever since. The spirits took it into their own hands, shame they left him alive.' Laxus muttered, glaring at the photographs with disdain and pure hatred, making both Lahar and Doranbolt feel as though they were in a small room with a rabid, wild beast.
It was clear he was very protective over the Heartfilia woman.
'Hmm.. though I cannot agree with the methods used by Fairy tail and the spirits in question, we have no jurisdiction over other realms or worlds, so no punishment can be meted out. However, Miss Heartfilia will need to ensure her spirits understand the severity of the incidence, and that should it occur again, Miss Heartfilia will be banned from participating in magic.' This statement earned a loud growl from Laxus, which was cut off with a raised hand from Makarov.
'I sense you have more to say, Lahar?' Makarov said, turning to face the council members with his serious expression once more in place, though it was clear he had wiped away a few tears at the thought of one of his children still in a condition he had no control over.
Yes. I wish to know why you didn't report this to the council immediately after it had occurred.' Makarov suddenly felt a sweat form on his brow and itched at his head before answering.
'I should have informed the council, however I was far too worried about one of my brats to concern myself with paperwork.' Lahar nodded his head in understanding before crossing his arms and feeling an evil smirk want to make its way up to his face.
'Well, Makarov, it seems you have come off rather easy from this. We cannot give punishment to a girl in a coma, nor beings from another world. Gildarts is nowhere to be found either. Did I forget to mention an entire mountain was virtually removed from the landscape during Fairy Tail's attack on this dark guild?' Makarov paled considerably at Lahar's words, and sweat seemed to pour down his face as he stared at the smiling council member.
'Yes, it's true. Also, that mountain was a historical site that was under the protection of the Zentopian Church as a site of ancient religious worship; the tunnels and caverns of the mountain contained old scriptures and drawings, all of which have been destroyed by flames, cracked by ice expanding in the cracks, or obliterated into dust by crash magic. I hope you realise how much paperwork is involved in not only the notification of and redrawing of Fiore's maps, but also the paperwork that must be made out for the Zentopian Archbishop and historical research society for this destruction of our lands great history?' Makarov by now had fallen back and was sitting on his desk and staring at Lahar in horror with an underlying hatred.
He spluttered desperately, before groaning and slumping back to lie down and stare at his ceiling, tears running down the sides of his face as Lahar continued talking,.
'I see that pile of finally completed work behind you Makarov. Let me just say, the amount coming your way for this one incident will make that amount look like a child's homework. Take this as our punishment, and our warning; don't let Gildarts run rampant without his seal again, please.' Lahar had stood and was now at the door his hand on the handle with Doranbolt behind him, desperate to escape the wrath of Laxus and the depressing aura that cloyed to his clothes from Makarov.
'Please, give my regards to Miss Heartfilia. We at the council greatly respect and admire her, for various reasons. I hope she returns to us soon.' Lahar's voice cracked slightly, before he stormed out, Doranbolt at his heels as he shouted back at Makarov.
'Enjoy your paperwork, Master of Fairy Tail!'