EARTH-LANDERS
The "Fuhrer" stepped forward and placed his right thumb on the thumbprint scanner, then his eyes at the visor scanner. The thumbprint and visor scanners then started their scan, and stopped after nine seconds. The "Fuhrer" then backed off the door.
"Did it work?" Erza inquired. The "Fuhrer" raised his shoulders in confusion.
BEEP
The beep startled the group. Then a computerized voice was heard:
"Zugriff gewährt." the voice said. Everyone then stared at the panel for nine seconds, waiting for something to happen, until...
"What?" Natsu said, breaking the silence.
"Willkommen zurück, Führer Weißkopf." the voice continued. The door then disengaged its locks, and opened slowly...
...before it short-circuited halfway.
"Are. You. Serious?" Sting irritatedly complained.
"Well, Sting, since it stopped moving, yes, its serious." Rogue deadpanned.
"Ughhh... Rooogue." Sting then gave Rogue a "half-awake glare" to which Rogue just rolled his eyes at.
"We're gonna have to push it, then." Gray stated. Gajeel then made his way up front.
"Pushing? Who needs pushing when you can just do..." then Gajeel attacked the door.
"This!" Gajeel attacked the door with Iron Dragon's Claw, the door was then sent flying to wherever. "Good, that barrier-thing is gone" he thought.
"So-strong-it-could-withstand-Acnologia's-attacks my ass!" Gray complained.
"Who said it could"? Lucy and Erza inquired in unison, glaring at the Ice-Mage.
"NOBODY! Nobody..." Gray then looked away from the two while playing with his necklace, since he just realized that he broke the fourth wall.
After that little debacle, everyone then proceeded to go through where the door once was. What they saw is a massive hallway teeming with people, and said hallway is littered with red banners containing white Sabertooth logos. The hallway looked very ornate with its marble structure, fancy chandeliers, and paintings in its ceilings. It looked like a palace's hallway, but then as they ventured further, and were able to observe the place in more vivid detail, they could now tell that the place looked kinda dirty, the paintings were fading in most places, and the chandeliers were rusting, some already fell off, apparently. The group counted nine hanging chandeliers out of... many that fell already.
As the group ventured further down into this "hallway city", the citizens then started to look at them with mixed expressions, murmuring as well.
"Is that the Fuhrer?" a kid murmured while playing with his soccer ball.
"What's the Fuhrer doing with those Fairy Tail rascals?" a soldier murmured, clutching his rifle.
"Is Fuhrer Weißkopf in league with Fairy Tail, now?" a middle-aged woman murmured while selecting fruits from a market stand.
"Schau dir das an, mehr Gefangene." another soldier murmured, snickering afterwards.
"Die neue Aufmachung des Führers ist zu freizügig, meint ihr nicht auch?" a young man asked his chatmates, to which they just nodded in agreement.
"Did his uniform get stuffy or something?" another middle-aged woman murmured while doing the laundry.
"Was für ein heißer Körper, Führer!" a group of teenaged boys and girls hollered at the "Fuhrer", accompanied by stares, which led to an elderly lady chastising them with a broom. The "Fuhrer" just laughed at the sight.
"We should get going, fast." Gray told the "Fuhrer".
"Yeah, we should. How about through there?" the "Fuhrer" then pointed to a narrow hallway.
As they walked down a rather narrow hallway with a telephone mast on a side, two soldiers, both dressed in all-black fatigues with a red armband on the left with the Sabertooth logo in white along with all-black steel helmets and balaclavas with goggles to mask their faces. They have rifles with wooden stocks, a slightly curvy magazine, and a huge scope of sorts that's connected by wire to a big, rectangular "backpack" each soldier is carrying.
As the two soldiers blocked the path in front of the group, two more soldiers, same appearance, blocked them from behind.
"What the hell is this?! Let us through!" Natsu yelled, trying to get through the frontal blockade to no avail as his face met the rear-end of the soldier's rifle.
BAM
Natsu fell to the floor, the soldier now aiming his rifle at Natsu.
"Silence, Fairy!" the soldier shouted through his mask. Natsu just stared angrily at the soldier, resisting the urge to Fire Dragon Iron Fist his face. Small flames started to emit from his hands.
"It'll be best for you to listen to a Tiger, Fairy bastards." a soldier at the back told the group. Sting then stepped in front of the soldier.
"Hey! I'm not part of Fairy Tail!" Sting stated. "He's not!" he pointed to Rogue, "She's not!" he pointed to Yukino, "And they're not!" he pointed at Frosch and Lector. Sting then showed his Sabertooth symbol to the soldier.
Team Fairy Tail then gave Sting questioning looks that appeared to be saying "What the fuck are you doing?!", but he continued nonetheless.
"Do you see this? This means that I'm part of Sabertooth!" Sting stated, getting angry. He then motioned his right hand to the rest of Team Sabertooth.
"And so are they!" he says, angrily. "So what gives?!" Sting yells at the soldier.
"Hmph, you Fairy Tail bastards never give up, do you?" the soldier says, a smug look on his face.
"What?!" Sting yells.
"In der Nähe des Telefonmasts!" a voice yelled from a not-so-far distance.
The sound of footsteps can then be heard, which prompted the two frontal guards to make way for whoever that is. The man, wearing what looks like an all-black officer's uniform along with a medal with the Sabertooth logo in the middle of a cross pinned on the uniform's left side, an all-black officer's cap with the Sabertooth logo on the front, and a balaclava. He then starts walking slowly towards Sting, and stops just a few inches from Sting's face.
"Do you know who I am?" the officer asks in a low voice. There was an intense pause for nine seconds...
"Uhh, no, sorry. Nope" Sting flatly replies, breaking the intense silence. The officer then glares at him for a solid nine seconds until...
"NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! NEIN!" the officer shouts while simultaneously pounding his clenched right fist on the wall.
Everyone, even the soldiers (except his "chaperon", though, he was probably used to it), jumped at the sudden outburst. The officer then breathed-in, then breathed-out, before shouting one final time.
"NEIN!" the officer yelled, punching a hatch by accident.
"You. Need. A chill pill" Sting remarked mockingly, a smug grin forming on his face.
"Do you see this hatch?" the officer asks threateningly while motioning at the punched hatch.
"Uhh, yeah?" Sting mockingly replies again, his grin getting bigger.
"I will slam your fucking fingers in this hatch. REPEATEDLY." the officer threatened.
"Who's gonna slam my fucking fingers in that hatch, repeatedly?" Sting replied playfully. Sting is really getting into the officer's nerves now, it's showing on the officer's dilated eyes. The officer then took off his cap, gave it to his "chaperone" and simply threw his balaclava to the ground beneath him. Sting's playful grin, turned into a face of horror, along with everyone else's (except the soldiers, they're just grinning like little kids now, if they're faces could be seen). The officer then glared at Sting.
"H-holy shit it's the F-Fuhrer!" Sting stuttered, all shocked and wide-eyed at the person in front of him.
"I'm not just the Fuhrer, mein kamerad..." the Officer/Fuhrer stated, his voice containing a hint of cockiness...
EDOLASIANS
Dragion and Surge apparently fell asleep in the car. As Dragion woke up, it was already night-time, and the car is parked in front of a huge, white building. Dragonov and Morozov were nowhere to be found.
Dragion nudged Surge repeatedly to wake him up.
"Five more minutes..." Surge replied sleepily.
"Gray! Now!" Dragion then nudged Surge faster to hopefully wake him up. It worked.
"What, Natsu?" Surge asked, then yawned, still sleepy.
"This doesn't look like a police station, does it?" Dragion asked worriedly.
"No." Surge replied. He then looked around the window to find a sign or something. He found one, right in front of the car.
"White Aperture Research Facility." Surge read the sign.
"Why are we in a research facility?" Surge wondered. Little did he know that Dragion is already trembling at his own thoughts.
"THEY'RE GONNA RESEARCH ON US! WE'RE GONNA BECOME TEST SUBJECTS! IS IT BECAUSE OF WHAT I SAID?! I'M GONNA DIE!" Dragion panickedly thought.
Surge then rocked Dragion violently to snap him out of his thoughts.
"Natsu! Natsu! Calm down, Natsu!" Surge yelled to Dragion. Then his door opened, they both yelped at the sudden action.
"You two, out" Dragonov then motioned at them to get out of the car, which they both complied. Dragonov uncuffed them, then glared at the two.
"You forget a lot of things everyday, make sure this is one of them." Dragonov threatened the two about their uncuffing, who then nodded furiously and proceeded to hide behind the car, shaking. Dragonov then proceeded to walk back into the building, sighing in disgust. Morozov then caught on with the situation.
"You two, come on, follow me" Morozov instructed in a calm voice, which prompted a feeling of safety to the two Edolasians; they then proceeded to follow the officer.
They walked down an all-white hallway lit by white lights littered with doors with names of people. They passed by the offices of "Rashkovsky", "Johnson", "Breen", "Freeman", "Tringham", "Elric" ,"Tucker", "Birkin", "Belikova", "Alad" and "Regor". After some time walking, Dragion then decided to break the rather creepy silence that's been creeping up on them.
"Officer Morozov?" Dragion politely asked. Morozov looked to his direction.
"Just Morozov is fine, Natsu" Morozov replied. "I'd say Gray but you have him here", referring to Gray Surge. Morozov then gave a short laugh to Dragion, who reciprocated it with short, confused laughter.
"He's not so bad. He's kind of friendly, actually" Dragion thought to himself. Surge caught on the gestures and thought the same thing as Dragion.
He then wanted to ask Morozov some questions.
"Hey, Gray?" Surge asked playfully yet worriedly. Morozov looked at him.
"Yes, Gray?" Morozov replied, smirking. "Okay, I'm safe" Surge thought, calming down a bit.
"Um, I'd like to ask some questions, if that's okay?" Surge asked shyly.
"Shoot." Morozov replied. Dragion and Surge looked scared as he made that comment. Morozov put on a confused face, then he realized why.
"Don't worry, I won't shoot you." Morozov assured. "I meant, ask away." he added. This seemed to put the two at ease.
"Okay. Just two questions, actually. First, why are we here, and not at the police station? Second, why does Natsu Dragonov seem to hate us
so much?" Surge asked. Dragion nodded in approval of his questions.
Morozov suddenly stopped walking, and the two followed suit. Morozov then looked at the two, a smile forced on his face.
"He doesn't hate you." Morozov explained, sadness in his voice. "Just bear with him, alright?" he added, and then he continued to walk forward.
Confused, the two Edolasians looked at each other, trying to see if any of them found the reason why. Desperate for answers, Dragion then ran up to Morozov, then tugging at Morozov's shoulders.
"Why? Please, Gray, tell us!" Dragion pleaded, tears forming in his eyes. Morozov eyed him with pity, considering if he should tell or not.
"If someone hates us, we'd like to know why, at least" Surge stated.
Morozov then continued to look at the two for nine seconds, then he gave out a really long sigh.
"Don't tell him I told you this, alright?" Morozov said sternly. The two nodded in furious succession. Morozov just sighed again.
Morozov then started telling about his and Dragonov's experience days ago...
FLASHBACK
Dragonov and Morozov were just doing their usual routine of patrolling the streets of Capital City, and ending it at either the donut shop on Liberty Ave, or the ramen house along Fiore Road. It was already night-time, and they were at the ramen house, about to call it a day until the police scanner sprung to life.
"All units in the vicinity, we have a 10-71 at Section 7 of the abandoned district along the De Santa Freeway, units please respond." a male voice over the police scanner stated.
"We'll take it." Dragonov abruptly stated to Morozov.
"Ughh, come on, Natsu. Our shift's ended. Besides, Gajeel's car is like a few feet from the place." Morozov whined, looking at a GPS device in the car.
"Gray, the route Gajeel takes is that trafficky avenue between Alderney and Del Perro. You know how bad the traffic is there." Natsu retaliated.
"Yeah I know, one hour and all you'll move is one foot." Morozov replied, defeated.
"So let's take it, alright bud?" Dragonov said happily. Morozov sighed then grabbed the radio lazily and proceeded to talk into it.
"Dispatch, this is car seventeen, we'll take it." Morozov said, lazily.
"Ten-Four, Gray. Try not to cause any collateral damage this time?" the dispatcher pleaded.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Leo." Morozov then hung up on the radio.
Dragonov then turned on the siren of the police car and drove at maximum speed to the destination, an abandoned part of the city full of dusty cars and weathered buildings that looked futuristic, some with cracked windows. Dragonov turned off the siren's sounds, then slowed down once entering the place.
"Why was this place abandoned again?" Dragonov asked.
"Something about weird creatures springing up at this specific district only, and nowhere else. I think this district was called 'Genos Square' before being renamed 'Sector 7'" Morozov replied.
"Oh" Dragonov flatly stated, turning left at a crashed telephone mast. Then they heard automatic gunfire nearby. Dragonov then parked the squad car near an alley.
"Leave the car! We'll proceed on foot!" Dragonov then exited the car, Morozov following suit but not before grabbing his shotgun.
They ran to the source of the gunfire, metro station "Exhibition". They approached the entrance with caution, then heard two gunshots again. They heard voices coming from the inside.
"Нет! Вы никогда не сокрушить ваш дух!/No! You will never crush our spirit!" a voice shouted.
"Wir werden sehen, über diese, Fee schweine!/We'll see about that, Fairy bastard!" another voice stated.
The police duo then mustered enough courage to go through those doors then confront whoever they were, and perhaps arrest them.
"Ready, Gray?" Dragonov asked.
"I'm always ready, pinkie" Morozov playfully replied, to which Dragonov just scoffed at.
The two then went through their own door (the metro station has 4 doors), and hastily yet silently went down the non-functioning escalator's steps. They then saw the assailants. Dragonov saw a group of soldiers, wearing uniforms that Dragonov described as "Straight from a 1940's Reich history book", surrounding two other soldiers that're on their knees, bloody and bruised, with one missing a shirt. Both of their faces were obscured by the shadows.
The police duo then continued to silently assess the situation from the shadows.
"Вы никогда не сломить нас, Саблезубого!/You'll never break us, Sabertooth!" the shirtless captive soldier yelled.
"Sabertooth? Sabertooth Division up north?" Dragonov thought.
"Oh, wir wissen, wie Sie Fee Schwanz Bastarde zu brechen./Oh, we know how to break you Fairy Tail bastards." a captor soldier stated.
"Fairy Tail?! Us?!" Morozov surprisingly thought.
The Reich soldier then went to the clothed captive, and proceeded to grab him by his shirt collar, then shoved him to the wall. The captive just grunted in pain.
"Wir wissen, wie.../We know how..." the Reich soldier then pulled out a pistol that Morozov identified as a "Luger P38" then pointed it at the shoved captive's head. The soldier then started to slowly pull the trigger.
"Никогда не говорите им, Нацу! Never tell them, Natsu!" the shoved captive yelled at his comrade. The other looked mortified.
"Natsu?" Dragonov accidentally thought out loud. Suddenly, all eyes were confusedly on them.
Then the guns of both sides were raised at each other, a kind of one-sided Mexican stand-off. (two officers versus six "Reichs" armed with MP-40s) There was silence so quiet people could hear the tumbleweed drift.
"Capital City Police. What's the Reich doing here?" Dragonov broke the silence in a deadpan manner.
"What kind of a question is that?!" Morozov thought, rolling his eyes at the statement.
"Ahhh. This is quite an interesting scenario we have here..." the Reich soldier commented. He then took out a flashlight then shined it on the captives.
"W-what the..?!" Dragonov stated, to his horror. Morozov just backed up a bit in surprise.
The two captives were another Natsu and Gray. Specifically, the shirtless one was Natsu, the one shoved to the wall was Gray. They both wore uniforms that, as Dragonov described, as "Straight from a 1940's Soviet history book".
"This must be your world, officers. But let me tell you that this isn't part of your world's affairs." the Reich soldier stated.
Dragonov and Morozov continued to look at their captive "Soviet" look-alikes in shock. "What dafuq does he mean by 'our world?" the officers thought.
"Help us! Please!" the Soviet Natsu yelled at Dragonov before getting punched in the gut by a soldier. The action angered Dragonov.
The officers then steeled themselves. "Let them go" Dragonov sternly told the soldier, his grip on the MP-443 pistol he's wielding getting tighter.
"This is none of your business." the soldier retaliated. "But let's make a deal, leave us be, and we'll let you live." the soldier stated.
"What about them?" Dragonov sternly inquired. The soldier chuckled.
"Them? What happens to them is our business, not yours." he then presses his Luger on Soviet Gray's head.
"Leave... please." Soviet Gray weakly stated. This shocked the officers.
"No! Not when we can help you!" Morozov retaliated, getting angry at the Reichs. The other soldiers then went forward, weapons aimed at the police duo.
"Our patience is running thin. Leave, or we'll just have to kill you all" the soldier stated in a very low growl.
There was an intense staring contest between Dragonov and the soldier, then Dragonov thought of the only way.
Dragonov tapped Morozov's shoulder. "Let's go." he said in a low voice.
"What?! But we can still-" Morozov was cut off as Dragonov started to walk up the escalator steps.
"Where are you-" Morozov was cut off again.
"We'll come back, Gray." Dragonov silently told Morozov, tears starting to form in his eyes. Dragonov then looked at the two Fairy Tail Soviets, and showed them his badge that has the Fairy Tail logo engraved on it, which surprised the two Soviets, the Reichs, and Morozov.
Morozov was just surprised at the sudden outburst.
"We'll be back! And there'll be more of us to put you down! This symbol proves it! We may be different Fairy Tails, but Fairy Tail nonetheless!" Dragonov yelled. He then pinned his badge back onto his shirt.
"Fairy Tail never abandons one of its own!" he yelled again. He then ran up the steps, Morozov following suit.
As they got out of the station's doors, though...
They heard three gunshots.
Dragonov attempted to run back and gun down all those "Sabertooth-Reich сволочи/bastards" in a fit of crying rage. but Morozov successfully restrained him. The pain really showed on Dragonov's face, believing the two have been actually killed.
They called it in a few minutes later, and squad cars started appearing from every street corner, sirens wailing. The two, along with the other officers, started investigating the entire station and its connected tunnels, which were unfortunately blocked by abandoned subway cars, but found no signs of the two Fairy Tail Soviets. They only found a few specks of blood that looked coughed out but not shot out, and nine shell casings.
Morozov started inquring with the other officers.
"Anything, Zhelezin?" Morozov approached an officer who has a lot of piercings.
"Nada. No bodies. Nothing" and with that, the officer just took off.
"Thanks, Gajeel!" Morozov shouted to the other, who just acknowledged it with a hand-wave. Morozov then approached another officer with a lightning-shaped scar on his right eye.
"Faustin?" Morozov anxiously inquired.
"Checked everywhere except beyond the hermetic doors, nothing. You should check on Natsu as well. He's being a crybaby right now in your car." and he took off.
"Alright, Laxus." Morozov thanked the officer, then proceeded to their squad car.
Dragonov was miserable, and just sulked in their squad car after the search yielded no results. Morozov then got in the car.
"Until a body is found, they're alive, Natsu. You just gotta believe" Morozov assured him.
"I could've helped them, ya know? I could've..." Dragonov whispered in-between sniffles. Morozov then patted his back softly.
"It's alright, Natsu. We'll find them, we'll find them..."
FLASHBACK END
"You guys just remind him of them, that's all." Morozov stated.
I attempted angst! That'll be rare, hopefully, heheh. Who's Der Fuhrer? Review?