Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, that honor goes to Hiro Mashima. If I did, I would have changed the whole damn story so it would make a bit sense to me. Hopefully, I won't get sued by him because of this *laughs nervously*

Chapter 4: Visit to the Tower: part 2.

If a person would look at the shimmering night's sky at this moment, they would see a black comet race across the clouds at breakneck speed. It resembled something like a black star falling from the heavens. Said star was actually the flying form of a mage with a mind set on a goal. And said mage was none other than the Fire God Slayer Natsu Hirokami.

The pinkette flew at incredible speed towards northwest like those slavedrivers instructed him. He already was flying for hours and he still didn't see any kind of tower pointing at the sky. The pinkette unconsciously let out a growl as he added more speed. If those raiders dared lying to him then he would personally bring them back to life before sending them back to hell, this time inflicting pain a hundred fold worse than before. Not that they felt anything the first of it as they were instantly reduced to nothing the moment Natsu's ball of fire burned them to a crisp. But this time, he'll savor the moment...

The rose-haired kid shook his head in order to get those thoughts out of his head. They only brought out his 'darker, more sinister side' out and he couldn't use that right now.

"Damn it, where is that godforsaken tower!" I swear, if those fools tricked me..." Natsu's eyes suddenly widened as he stopped in his tracks while staring at the horizon. There, maybe ten or fifteen kilometres away stood a long, narrow built structure on a lone island, dominating the ocean as it stuck into the air. The pink-haired fire mage narrowed his eyes as he stared at the building.

"That must be the Tower..." Natsu muttered to himself as he continued hovering in the air as black flames were roaring beneath his feet. The pinkette noticed a ship was heading towards the island. The kid yet again narrowed his eyes as he tried to discern who were on board the ship. He could faintly see people shackled as armed men were shouting or threatening them while swinging with their whips. Natsu growled in restrained anger as he continued looking at them. He contemplated about whether he should attack them or not. With a shrug and a loud 'meh', he set his body ablaze before he flashed a grin to himself.

"This is going to be fun." The pinkette told himself as he headed to the ship while he increased his speed. Natsu was on collision course with the ship as he flew towards it.

They were in for a good time, at least... Natsu was...

"Filthy slaves, listen up! In a matter of moments, you will be presented to those fools at the Tower of Heaven. From there, you will enjoy a life full of joy and happiness as you work for a demented cause; reviving Zeref himself!" A large built man barked jovially as he eyed the slaves with disgust. The man wore a black tight fitting sleeveless shirt showing his muscled arms as scars were adorning it, red pants with multiple pockets here and there and brown boots with the noses made of iron. He had white hair tide in a short ponytail, a scar that went down his dirtied and rough face and two black earrings in his left ear. The white-haired man smoked a cigarette as he puffed the smoke in a slave's face who coughed because of the smoke. He grinned maliciously showing his yellow teeth as he walked around the ship.

"Boss! Something is falling from the sky!" A crewman shouted as he pointed upwards. The snow-haired man raised his head look up as his face sported an unintelligent look. His eyes widened in shock as stared at a black ball of fire coming down on his ship. More precisely, coming down on him...

The man dashed out of the way as the black meteor crashed onto his ship. He turned his headed around so he could look at the slowly rising form of a human being whose body was still sporting traces of black flames. The captain rose to his feet before he glared daggers at the black form of rising flames.

"Who dares to just wreck my ship!" The captain of the ship yelled furiously. He, however, received no answer.

The flames died down and a black-clad kid stood there motionless as his robes were wavering by the winds. His face was obscured by a hood but the man could feel his eyes were concentrating on him. The white-haired captain grinned darkly before he approached Natsu. He stopped inches away from Natsu and brought his face closer to that of the pinkette. Natsu could smell the disgusting scent of cigarettes lingering around the man's breath.

"So... What do you think ya doin, kid?" The white-haired slavedriver asked. No answer...

"Don't tell me ya lost or somethin, cuz if that's the case we'll take care of ya." Natsu remained quiet and it started to agitate the man. The captain started to scowl as his patience started to run thin making him growl in the process. He raised a hand with the intention to slap Natsu. He brought his hand down and it was about to hit the pinkette on the cheek.

Natsu however had other plans...

The Fire God Slayer ducked under the hand before he dealt a swinging kick at the man's legs, causing the man to fall. Natsu wasn't done yet as he crouched on one knee before he punched the man in the guts with a fist clad in black flames. The white-haired captain was sent flying off the ship as a loud splash could be heard from where he landed. All the while onlookers where around them.

"GET HIM!"

The rest of the crew who were busy dealing with the slaves were now actively trying to get the pinkette. Natsu turned around and growled like an enraged demon at them as his eyes flashed a bright red for a moment, effectively stopping them in their tracks. The Fire God Slayer made a fist with his right hand and placed it on top of his other hand. Dark flames danced around his united hands as he stared at the now cowering bunch before him. He suddenly separated his hands and created a black scythe of fire in the process. He swung with it a couple of times before he brought it behind his back with one hand while he made a 'come at me' sign made of fire with his other, grinning confidently under his hood. The crewmen didn't take the invitation and Natsu sighed because of their lack of balls.

"Oh well, I did gave them the chance to attack first." The rose-haired kid mused as he made a dash for it before he swung with his black scythe. The pinkette parried every slash that came his way perfectly as he fought off the crewmen in a deadly dance. Natsu was in a disadvantage as it was 1 to 10, but seeing what kind of person the pinkette was he had little to no problem defending himself.

A raider tried to stab him in the chest with the tip of his sword as he recklessly charged at the pink-haired God Slayer. Natsu simply took a step to his right dodging the sluggish attack before he cut off the man's hand holding the sword. The man screamed in horror as he saw his hand cut off, clutching his wrist as he slumped down to his knees. The wound itself was closed off because of the fire made scythe, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt losing his hand. The pinkette swung his scythe once more and chopped the man's head off clean, effectively ending his suffering as the lifeless body slumped to the ground. The rose-haired kid then outstretched his unoccupied hand and a geyser of black fire erupted out his hand, burning down the dead slavedriver to ashes.

"It is best if there are no traces left..." Natsu thought to himself while staring at the burning body. He looked over his shoulder with an emotionless mask plastered on his young face, his eyes still faintly glowing red. The crewmen surrounding him were openly trembling in their shoes as they witnessed how Natsu ruthlessly killed off one of their mates without a single thought. They all had the same thought rage through their minds.

The devil had come and it was time to pay for their sins...

Natsu vanished in a burst of fire before reappearing behind one of the slavedrivers. Said slavedriver suddenly didn't felt his upper arm any longer, like it became numb or something. He looked to his side and to his complete horror, his arm was cut of unto his elbow. The man had no time for screaming as the pinkette spewed a large amount of fire out of his mouth, completely engulfing the man as he too joined his friends along the dead. By now, every single slavedriver had it as their being was filled with fear, anguish and despair. Their eyes betrayed what they were feeling at the moment as they unconsciously started to cry in terror. The pink-haired God Slayer held his scythe tightly in his hand as he started walking calmly in the direction of the trembling bunch. His eyes were filled with resentment as he stared at the pathetic state they were in. Natsu was only bringing to justice like they deserved. Their cries for help fell on deaf ears as the pinkette punished them with the flames of a God who was bringing down divine judgement on sinners.

After the God Slayer was done with the last crewman, he stared at the open sky while small flames were lingering around his body, indicating that he had used his flames minutes ago. He shook his head tiredly before he walked to the edge of the ship. After he was done with the last slavedriver on board the ship he freed the captured people present inside the floating boat. He told them that he had taken care of the raiders and that they had their freedom back. He would never forget the looks of gratitude sent his way as he listened to their cheers of joy, yelling that God finally heard their prayer in the form of Natsu. It brought a small smile to the pinkette's face as he wondered about it.

"Moments like these actually makes it worth it to be like this..." The rose-haired God Slayer mused as stared at the Tower of Paradise. The Fire God Slayer narrowed his eyes as his mind went through ideas as how he would enter that cursed place without being noticed.

"Sir...?"

Natsu looked over his shoulder as he heard a girl call out to him. She was wearing some dirty old rags, barely covering her up as her long white-silver hair was waving through the wind. The pinkette fully turned around and stood face to face with the girl as he stared at her with an emotionless look.

"Yes?" Natsu's voice was calm and collected as he answered the girl. She fidgeted under the strong gaze of Natsu as she started to stare at her feet. The young God Slayer raised an eyebrow at the girl's odd behavior but remained quiet and impassive.

"I-I would like to t-thank you for s-saving us all. If you were not around, our lives would be forever doomed to work as slaves." The girl explained, some of her gratitude evident on her face, She then took something out of her rag's pocket before she showed it to the rose-haired God Slayer.

It was a coin, a black and gold coin to be more precise. The head was black while a gold cross was carved in it. The tail was gold and engraved with a similar cross, only this one was black instead of gold.

The girl then gently took Natsu by the wrist as she placed the coin in his palm before closing it with her hand. The pink-haired boy stared at his clenched fist, feeling the cold metal in his hand as his obscured face was sprayed with mild surprise. He then raised his head and looked at the snowwhite-haired girl who simply smiled at him before walking away. The rose-haired kid opened his palm before he took the coin out of his hand while examining it.

It was a beautiful piece of metal Natsu thought. He flipped it several times before he placed it in his pocket, a small smile plastered on his face as he fingered with the coin in his pocket.

"That is one way of showing your gratitude. Well, that is enough hanging around here, I need to go to that Tower..." Black flames suddenly burst out of the rose-haired God Slayer as his form was kindled in it. He jumped into the air with a graceful leap before he took off towards the Tower.

Time for Paradise to meet the devil...

Some time later...

Jellal was running through the many halls of the Tower of Paradise as his mind went wild at what he witnessed moments ago. During the night, their little group tried to ask escape the Tower as Sho came up with a plan. The tanned boy managed to steal their cell key without being caught or noticed and with that piece of metal in their hands, hope started to fill them as they thought about the possibility of escaping this cursed place and grasping the freedom they longed for. Everything went according to plan as. The plan was actually very simple. Wait until midnight, open the cell with the stolen key and then sneak through the place until they came at the docks. From there, they would steal a small boat before leaving the place for good. Jellal tried to convince Grandpa Rob to come along with them, but he refused. He said that he would only delay them and that his life was as good as over. The blue-haired kid tried several times to make Rob reconsider, but the old Fairy wouldn't budge about the matter. The azure-haired boy finally relented with a heavy heart before he bid his farewell with the old man. As they approached the docks, Wally accidentally tripped over a rock, letting out a scream of pain.

That was their doom...

In a matter of seconds, the group of kids were surrounded by guards and the kids feared the worst.

Punishment...

However, instead of punishing them, the guards gave them a choice. A choice that weighted heavily on the blue-haired kid's conscience.

Telling the guards who the mastermind was behind all this...

Seeing no other option, Jellal decided to take the blame for Sho as he knew that the kid wasn't as strong as he was. So the azure-haired boy stepped forward and told them that he was responsible for all of this. Jellal first thought that the guards believed him. Until they, to his utter horror, grinned at him with a face filled with malice as they shook their head. As they pushed Jellal out of the way, they took Erza by her hair before dragging her off to wherever those guards brought her to, stating that this girl was the one who would be blamed for their little escape.

It still brought him guilt.

"Erza! ERZA!" The blue-haired boy yelled as he continued running through the corridor while he wielded a large bloodied sword in his hands. He ran deeper and deeper inside the cave, trying to find the scarlet-haired girl as he did so. Jellal searched for what seemed like hours before he ultimately found a cell farther away. Nodding to himself, the azure-haired kid started to run faster at the cell door. As he approached the cell bars, Jellal heard some weird noises come out of the cell while faint rays of light illuminated it. The blue-haired kid could only describe it as a faint humming. The kid's eyes widened before his face glared dangerously at the figure crouching next to a girl, probably his red-haired friend. He placed his sword on the ground quietly before picking up a nearby rock. Jellal swung with his wrist a couple of times before he threw the rock at lightning speed at the black robed figure. Said black cloaked figure raised his hand in the nick of time, preventing the rock to hit the side of his head. The cloaked form expertly caught the rock in his hand before crushing it, not even bothering to look at Jellal as he shook his hand to get rid of the pebbles.

The azure-haired boy growled in anger as he picked up his sword before charging like a madman at the stranger. With a battle cry, the bluenette swung his sword down at the cloaked stranger who dodged the attack by leaning to his side before jumping away. The stranger clicked with his tongue in annoyance as he stood tall before Jellal. The bluenette was about to attack again, but was stopped by said stranger who decided to talk to him.

"Hold you horses, blueberry. I am not here to hurt you. Neither am I planning to hurt the girl..." The stranger explained as he raised his hands before him. Jellal made a noise of surprise as he held his broadsword in mid-air before slightly lowering it, his gaze never decreasing in intensity as he looked at the cloaked person. He noticed that the black robed person who was standing before him sounded rather young, for someone who could dodge like that.

The stranger took this as a sign to continue. He brought his hands to his hood before clasping them at the edges. The stranger then lowered it slowly, revealing his dark-rose colored hair, stoic green eyes and a face devoid of emotion as he eyed Jellal. The bluenette slightly gasped as his stare faltered, his eyes never leaving the face of who he was looking at.

A fellow child...

Natsu stared at Jellal with an unreadable look as he gazed straight into the brown eyes of the bluenette. Jellal placed the sword on the ground before he approached the scarlet-haired girl who was laying on the ground.

"What did you do to her...?" Natsu didn't miss Jellal's undertone as he asked him what he did to Erza while examining her. The rose-haired God Slayer remained silent as he walked up to Jellal before he crouched at the other side of the red-head.

"I...healed her eye. Were it not for me, she would have lost it." Jellal raised his head and stared intensely at Natsu, demanding an explanation. The pinkette nodded and started to explain what he saw before Jellal arrived.

30 minutes before...

Natsu was flying around the tower, his flames protecting him like a coat as he was looking for an opening to enter through. Because it was night, his flames camouflaged him and in the process making him almost invisible for most people. The young God Slayer was getting tired of looking around. But before the child could do something reckless, like blowing a hole in the tower, he heard screams coming out of one of the windows. The pinkette instantly sharpened his hearing, trying to make out where it came from. Another scream soon followed after the latter one and it was enough for the Fire God Slayer to discern where it came from.

He vanished in a burst of fire, taking off towards the screaming until he stopped at a nearby window. The rose-haired kid glanced through it and what he saw made his blood boil in rage as he clenched the bars with restrained fury, almost breaking the bars with his strength.

Three men were currently torturing a young girl, not older than himself, with hair painted a fiery red color. She continuously got electrified by spears with their tips clad in lightning. The slavedrivers were laughing their hearts out at the cruel scene while poking the poor girl with their weapons. It fueled the pinkette's rage to no heights as his hands threatened to break the metal bars. After minutes of agonizing torture, the guard then brought out a knife out of his pocket as he sported a grin full of malice while he walked to the scarlet-haired girl. Natsu held his breath in, already fearing what the guard was planning to do.

The guard took a hand of the girl's hair before roughly yanking her upwards, causing her to scream in pain. The guard shone the knife before her eyes, making her tremble in fear at what the man was planning to do.

"Let's make an example of you, girl. When they see what we have done to you, slaves will think twice before trying to escape our little resort..." What happened next snapped something in Natsu's mind...

The guard brought the knife forward before thrusting it right in the girl's right eye. The screams of pure agony were indescribable as it broke Natsu's heart while he listened to them. The girl trashed violently in the man's arms while the guards, who were present, were laughing like they enjoyed a show as they looked at the girl. The man holding the redhead violently dropped the girl as she fell to the ground with a loud thud. The scarlet-haired girl lost her conscience the moment that knife cut off her eye as she succumbed to the pain she felt.

Natsu was openly trembling as flames started to rage violently around his body. Only one thought ran through the pinkette's mind before he smashed the window with one of his blazing fists.

"They will pay..."

A loud crash was heard by the guards as they lazily turned around at the disturbance. They saw a large hole in wall while a standing figure clad in black flames was staring at them with a face contorted in pure rage. It brought a chill down their spine as they continued to look onward. What stood before them suddenly vanished in a black blur. One of the guardsmen abruptly heard a scream as he looked over his shoulder to glance at his fellow guard. What he saw almost made his eyes bulge out of his sockets.

The black robed figure who was standing in front of them not seconds ago now held a guard by his face. He kindled is hand in flames all of a sudden, burning the man's face as he did so. The guard screamed as he clutched his burned face which was by now unrecognizable. Natsu then raised his arm before bringing it down at breakneck speed as he dealt a deadly elbow on top of the guard's, sending him to the ground. The rose-haired kid then stuck out his hand and a stream of fire surged out of his hand, completely burning the guard to cinders. Natsu wasn't done yet as he instantly turned around before he outstretched his hand to the other guards.

"Let's see if choosing another magic power next to 'God Slayer Magic' was a good idea."

"Gravity Magic: Zero Manipulation..."

The two guards both let out a yell of surprise as they were lifted of the ground. Natsu smirked proudly to himself while he toyed with the guards by swaying his hands back and forward, left and right and all the other directions the pinkette could come up with. Shaking his head, the Fire God Slayer was done playing around is he slowly closed his hand.

The effects were immediate.

The guards were sporting uncomfortable looks as Natsu was adding pressure on their bodies. The pinkette suddenly flickered his hand tot the right, sending the two guards into a nearby wall, effectively breaking it as rubble collapsed on top of them.

"Scum like them do not deserve to be burned by divine flames..." The pink-haired fire mage muttered to himself before he turned around and ran up to the scarlet-haired girl. He knelt before her as he gently lifted her head while gazing at the girl's wound. Natsu shook his head as he sighed in sympathy.

The wound was deep, too deep to heal in a natural way. The knife left a nasty wound behind when it stabbed the scarlet-haired girl. The rose-haired God Slayer grabbed something inside his robe. He took a red-orange potion out of his cloak's inside pocket before he stared at the liquor.

"It is a good thing that I decided to bring this with me. Oh well, she needs it more than I do..." The pink-haired boy bit on the cork as he pulled at it before spitting it out. He opened the red-haired girl's mouth before slipping the potion's content into her mouth. Natsu then tore some of his robe off before he bandaged the scarlet-haired girl's injured eye with it. That would do the trick, Natsu mused.

Natsu's head shot up as his senses alarmed him that something came rushing at him, aimed for his head. He raised his hand and...

"I see..." Jellal exclaimed as he eyed Erza's bandaged eye. The bluenette stared at the Fire God Slayer with an intense look before he sighed in tiredness. The azure-haired kid nodded at Natsu.

"Thank you for taking care of Erza."

"Erza...?"

"That is her name. Erza Scarlet." The rose-haired kid tilted his head so he could look at the red-head. He nodded before he straightened himself as he pulled his hood on.

"What is your name, blueberry. Or do you want me to call you like that?" Jellal glared in annoyance at Natsu for mocking his hair color as the pinkette snickered for a moment.

"Your hair color is nothing better either, pinky!" That shocked the God Slayer in silence as his face was having a surprised look. It was quite for a moment before the laughs of Natsu broke the tension hanging over the place.

"I like your bravery. You got some guts, blueberry. Nobody dared to mock my hair. You are the first..." Natsu stuck out his hand as he sported a friendly smile at Jellal.

"The name is Natsu, Natsu Hirokami..." The azure-haired kid stared at the outstretched hand for a moment before clasping it as he smiled back.

"Jellal Fernandez, it's nice to meet you too."

So, Natsu met Jellal, eehh? Event after event, what can I say... it's all part of a bigger purpose.

*sighs* Well, I finished reading the last chapter of FT. I've got to say, it's not exciting me as it did before, like a couple of months ago.

I mean, Lullaby Ark was oke, Galuna was cool, Phantom was awesome, ToH was beast (really, Jellal had to stay as a villian. It suits the guy much better than a brooding emo who wants to kill himself, thinking that's the only way of repaying for what he did. Or he had to change to a complete badass because CanonJellal is just a fag, Hiro is screwing with his own characters if you ask me. Same goes for CanonNatsu, CanonGajeel and CanonErza.) Fantasia was beast as well, OS was less beast, Tenrou was...meh and GMG? It had his moments, but aside from that... meh as well. Also, Mashima gets a bit predictable if you ask me. I mean, Time Traveling and 10000 dragons? Everyone could come up with something like that. *sighs* I guess that's why this awesome site exists...

Another thing, I've decided to make my chapter not so damn long. I think 4000/7000 words is enough, don't you think. I can write more than that, but I'm too lazy and I quickly lose my drift if I write that much.

Well, that's enough of me folks, till next time.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!

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Fafnir hissing out)