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Chapter Twenty-Two

The Dragon Slayer

The past seven years have been long for Rave. Every day he would wake up around the crack of dawn along with the old man, who to the young man`s annoyance, always seems to be annoyingly cheerful.

True to his word, Old Man Harry as Rave started to call him, first started to teach him about the history of Crystal Magic. Rave was really surprised to learn about the two major type of the Crystal Magic.

Flashback

"T...Two different types?" Rave said, raising an eyebrow.

The old man was seating across him as he munched on his food. Harry looked up at him giving him a smirk.

"Yes Crystal Magic has two different branches," he said, "One his called Capture Crystal Magic while the other is commonly known as Crystal Making Magic. It is mandatory for every person who ever touched this branch of magic to learn both types. It was a legend among my people that if you only learn one side of what Crystal Magic is about, then you will upset the balance within yourself and your body will be forever trapped inside a crystal coffin."

Rave feels himself shiver.

"That`s sound…bad," he said.

Harry chuckled.

"Yep, it`s a dangerous magic that I can tell you," he said, "So you`re still going to do it."

"Yes sir," Rave answered him, "I have made my choice, and I am not turning back."

Harry chuckled.

"That`s good boy," he said.

"Then tell me about the two branches of Crystal Magic," Rave told him.

"Eager are you," Harry said, "Well it will be best if I show you."

The old man raised his hand and suddenly a magic circle appeared upon his hand. The air around the palm started to twist upon itself until a perfectly shaped Crystal ball was seating on his palm, looking entirely white.

"A crystal ball?" Rave repeated.

"What you just saw is Crystal Making," Harry told him, "As you can see it`s quite a simple thing to do, here."

He extended it toward Rave who took it from him.

"Hold it, and let the magic happen," he said, laughing.

Rave raised a skeptical eyebrow until a deep glow appeared from within the ball, drawing his attention. The glow continued to grow until the entire Crystal ball was now a glowing pink in his palm.

"W…What the hell?" he said.

Then in front of his very eyes, the crystal started to grow upon his hands sticking it to the ball causing him to widen his eyes in surprise and then before anything else could happen, the Crystal ball popped into thousand shards.

"W…What just happened?" Rave asked looking at his hands which were now back to normal.

"That was part the second type of the crystal Magic," Harry told him, "Capture Crystal Magic. Any leaving thing that the Crystal Making Magic comes in contact with got their magical essence `Captured` into the Crystal, increasing your own power. My Crystal Magic can`t hurt me because I have balance within myself and have learned to control both types of magic."

"T…Then the legend you spoke of…,"

"It`s all true boy," Harry told him looking at him straight in the eyes, "Now knowing how dangerous that type of Magic is, do you still think you can learn it?"

Rave stayed silent for a few seconds before looking up toward the old man.

"Yes," he said.

Harry let out a barking laughter.

"You`ve got guts kid, I give you that," he said, "Let`s see how far that got you."

End of flashback

Rave had worked hard since then. He put his entire mind into what he was doing, learning the Crystal Magic. It was hard work but after all these years, result had finally bloomed. These past seven years, he had become a Master at the Crystal Arts, thought he still couldn't beat Old Man Harry in a fight.

The nineteen year old glanced up toward the night sky above him. It will be seven years since he lost his Village and his family in that Dragon attack. He still thinks about Mother and Zeref, thinking of what life could have been if the dragons had never come to the village. His brother would have been twenty now, and probably have a girlfriend or even married…

Rave had grown a lot these past years. The training had put some muscle upon his body as his physique had changed a lot since he was thirteen. His black hair was still as messy as ever, thought long enough to reach his eyes now. He was dressed in a black shirt along with knee lengths pants, wearing sandals. The news of the Dragon Civil war had ended for at least a year now based on what the rumors had been. People had been rebuilding their destroyed cities and life was now starting to move forward again after many years of fighting and lives lost.

He also had heard about the Dragon Slayers had been disbanded, thought rumors couldn`t be clear of why that happened but based on what Igneel had told them on his last visit before disappearing to god knows where, one of the Dragon Slayers had started to turn on them, killing a lot of dragons on both side of the ongoing war.

Rave remembered Harry`s words from that night well.

"Even thought it was a risky move training humans in Dragon Magic, but you must know well Igneel, even Humans can turn upon their benefactors. It had been a fact throughout our entire History."

The young man sighed to himself before standing up from his spot. He best get some sleep considering how late it was. The young man walked back up toward the wooden house that had become his second home over the past seven years.

Dark Impel

Fiore Criminal Prison

The forbidding building stood out like a sore thumb out of the darkness as the rider of the carriage approached. With torches lighting up in the shadow, Dark Impel holds the country's worst criminals, and now was home to one of the most dangerous living being alive that Fiore ever known.

The Dragon Slayer known as Acnologia.

Once a respected General in the Dragon Civil wars, Acnologia`s fall from grace began when he turned his back upon a small village on the country side of Fiore. His hatred of dragons caused him to turn into a beast upon the battlefield and since then, bathed in their bloods, killing every dragon that crossed his path of destruction no matter whether it was friends or foe.

It took nearly 50 Dragon Slayers to subdue him and the King of Fiore had no choice but to throw him in jail for his crimes against his duty as a Dragon Slayer. Whispers of rumors had said spoken that he was no longer a man…but a monster in human form, but most have been afraid of the man and his very name sends shiver of fears in the heart of soldiers and Dragon Slayers alike.

Fearing that another one like him could be born again, The King of Fiore had disbanded the Dragon Slayer forces now that the Dragon Civil War had come to an end, and since then, peace was the only thing that this world had know for the past two years.

Now, the prisoner carriage was approaching the door of the prison fast, with only one person seating at the front of the carriage while a prisoner was inside. The two guards halted the carriage and one of them approached.

"What do you bring here stranger?" he said.

"A prisoner," the driver answered, his face hidden by his hood, "The one known as the Reaper."

The other guard had approached with a torch, looking at the prisoner seating inside.

"Well, I`ll be," he said, "The Reaper is finally caught."

The prisoner within the carriage smirked at them, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He leaned forward so that his face could be visible in the torches light.

"When I get out of here," he said, "I`ll kill you first."

The guard chuckled.

"Not on your life," he said, "Welcome to Dark Impel, Reaper."

"Open the Gates," the other guard yelled.

The order was echoed from within the prison courtyard before the two heavy wooden door groaned open giving way into the courtyard. The driver of the carriage give the reigns a swing before the horse moved forward again and soon enough, they arrived inside as the door closed behind them.

"Not a single wizard in sight," Reaper said glancing around.

The hooded figure didn't say anything before he descended from his seat as two other guards approached followed by a group of ten.

"We will take the prisoner from here," the leader told him.

The figure removed his hood showing the young man`s face as his black eyes stared at the man coldly.

"The one who you call Acnologia," he said, "Where is he?"

The man stared at him in shock.

"What?" he said, "Why would you ask about that monster?"

Suddenly the boy`s eyes started to glow red as a dark aura appeared around his body causing the group to step back in shock. The dark waves started to surround him before one of them sneaked forward going through the man that had spoken to him. The man stayed frozen for at least a second before falling forward unto the ground unmoving.

"T…The Warden," one of the soldiers yelled.

"Kill him," another soldier said.

The young man simply narrowed his eyes before a whisper escape from his lips.

"Death Wave,"

The black waves grew suddenly going through the soldiers as all of them fell dead on the ground around his feet. The noise of something opening causes the young man to turn around as Reaper walked out of the carriage massing his wrists.

"You know Zeref, if you kill them, then you`ll never find this guy you`re looking for," he said.

"One of them will talk eventually," Zeref said turning his attention forward.

Then a bell started to ring somewhere drawing the duo`s attention. They can hear the clunking of armored boots echoing everywhere in the prison as soldiers started to appear from the sidelines.

"Well, this is starting to get fun," Reaper grinned, noticing the soldiers arriving.

Zeref simply scoffed.

"I`ll leave this to you," he said, "I`ll have to find Acnologia."

"Sure, go find him," Reaper said, "Just leave the butchering and massacring to me…"

"Don`t fail me," Zeref said before disappearing through a door.

Reaper rubbed his head.

"Sheesh this guy seriously need to lighten up," he said to himself.

His attention was drawn toward the oncoming soldiers who had shield and swords as they approached him.

"Did…Did you kill those soldiers?" one asked him.

He grinned.

"No," he said, "But all of you…I will."

He put his hand upon his stomach as a magic circle appeared there before his hand entered inside his stomach. Then he started to pull something out.

"Because, every human being knows that when you cross a Reaper," he said, "It can only mean one thing."

The object he was pulling out of his stomach turned out to be a weapon, a Scythe to be precise. The weapon was large, the arched blade at the end of the staff gleaming in the moonlight, as he put the weapon upon his shoulder, a demented grin crossing his face.

"Your time is up,"

Inside the Prison

"Not this one either," Zeref mumbled letting down the dead guard.

Behind him, a row of dead people were line up as he continued to walk through the halls of the building. His soft footsteps echoed in the torch light hallway until he turned the corner finding a young man there, dressed in his armor but not looking a day older sixteen, with short blond hair.

"Tell me," he said, "Do you know where Acnologia is held?"

The young man raised his sword at him, but Zeref didn`t even blink as his red gaze pierced the young man`s blue eyes. The Dark Mage approached toward him as the young man stepped back.

The aura around Zeref continued to grow even higher as the young soldier dropped his blade unto the ground with a clatter. He was staring at Zeref, terrified out of his mind as his body couldn`t stop shaking.

"Speak," Zeref said coldly.

"I…I…He is…held in the Rune Magic Cell," the young man stuttered, "Two floors below…"

Zeref took a step forward and the young man fell upon his knees.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"J…Jonas H…Heartfillia," the young man stuttered out.

Zeref walked past his fallen, trembling form before coming to a stop.

"Run," he said not turning around, "Run back to your Master…the King of Fiore. Speak of what happened here. If he asks who is responsible, tell him that Zeref will come…and that I will take this world into a pit of darkness."

The young man turned his head slightly toward the soldier.

"Now go," he growled.

Jonas Heartfillia didn`t need to be told twice. He ran like the very devil was behind him until he disappeared. Zeref then turned back forward approaching the location that the young man had pointed out to him and soon enough he was standing in front of a prison cell and can see the glowing runes on the ground.

"Acnologia," he spoke.

Two glowing eyes appeared in the darkness.

"You`re not the Warden," a voice floated from the darkness, "Nor you are a soldier here, meaning you are the one that`s causing this chaos out there. What do you want?"

"I have come to free you," Zeref spoke.

A growl echoed from within the darkness.

"Free me?" Acnologia said, "Don`t make me laugh kid. No one in this world can give me freedom. You think If you let me out of these bars that I will be free. No, even in the outside, I will still be trapped within this shell…this weakling."

Zeref blinked as he heard footsteps echoing from within the darkened cell until a hand appeared upon the bars. It was scales, dragon scales from the look of it and the claws that were at the end clicked softly against the metal bars.

"See this," Acnologia told him, "This is my freedom. This is who I am now."

"So the rumors were true," Zeref spoke, "You are no longer human."

Acnologia actually snarled at him as the hand upon the bars tightened.

"The blood of a dragon holds many mysteries," Zeref continued, "The bloods of the Dragons you have slain had cursed you into this demonic form you have now. Even so, I can still make a bargain with you."

"Bargain? What do you have to offer that could possibly interest me boy?" Acnologia growled.

"Freedom," Zeref answered him, "Freedom of this shell you are living in right now."

There was a silence as the two glowing eyes from the darkness observed him carefully.

"Say I believe you boy," Acnologia said, "What is in it for you?"

"You will serve me," Zeref said simply.

Acnologia slammed his fist against the metal bars so hard that the room actually shook and he even added a large roar behind that.

"I SERVE NO ONE," he snarled at him, "Let alone a boy."

At that, a dark aura started to appear around Zeref as his eyes glowed red. He simply raised his hand as an Orb of blackness took shape in his hand.

"Then I will have no choice but to kill you right now," he said, "After all, it was because of you that I lost everything. You Dragon Slayers abandoned my Village to their deaths and you`ve killed my mother and my little brother. Even thought your death will not bring them back, I shall consider it as retribution."

Acnologia chuckled in the darkness.

"I am impressed by your magic," he said, "I can feel the chills in the air…thanks to my dragon scales. I must say, I am curious as to how you survived?"

"I killed the Dragons," he said.

"Impossible," Acnologia said, "Only a Dragon Slayer can kill a Dragon…Just who are you?"

"I am Zeref," the young man said staring straight at him, "I am the darkness that will throw the world into chaos...the chaos that you have started Acnologia, I will finish."

"Well well," Acnologia said, "I am interested in your bargain. If you free me from this Dragon Seal, I will make those who imprison me here feel my wrath."

The duo arrived at the courtyard finding a bunch of mummified bodies piled on top of another with Reaper seating upon the top with his Scythe upon his shoulder. He looked up at their entrance, a smirk crossing his face.

"What took you so long?" he asked.

Zeref ignored him.

"I have what I came here for," he said, "Now all that there is to be done…is to prepare for our arrival into the world."

Zeref starts to make his move...a dark force growing in the wind.

Nex time: Reunion

AN: Anyone read the lastest chapter of the manga. Erza, Minerva and Kaguya i think that chick with the sword is called meeting head to head. Natsu meeting that mysterious hooded figure? Man on man, I can`t wait for what the next chapter is going to hold for us.

Well, that`s all for now.

Jacques0 out.

R&R.