I did not like how the last chapter ended, so the beginning of this chapter will give you more of an idea of what happened there. Enjoy, and please vote!
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Harry mounted his broom again, making sure that this time he doesn't get caught in any of the runes. He is surprisingly doing a decent job since he's thinking of what Erza said before he started his search back up.
{Harry, I'm going to try and see if I can make Laxus see reason about the Thunder Palace. I might not be able to do it; therefore, I'm going to need your help. He might listen to you,} she told him, but how was he going to get Laxus to listen to him? He doesn't like him that much, does he? Harry shook those thought out of his mind for the time being. He will see if it works when – if – he finds him.
{Bank right!} Harry quickly did as told and made a sharp turn to the right, just missing the trap, but also jarring his dislocated arm. He hissed in pain, but decided to ignore it and peer down at the runes for a second before he swept his gaze over to his familiar.
"Thanks Fawkes," he said, getting a nod in return from the phoenix. Harry turned forward again, and sped off.
He found another barrier of runes, but this time there were already fighters inside. He could make out the green head of hair that belongs to Freed and the white hair of…Mira?!
"Mira's going to fight Freed?" Harry asked with his eye wide enough to almost fall out of his skull.
{It seemed there is someone else down there, but they are out cold. Hang on…is that Elfman?} said Fawkes.
{It would seem so.} Harry and Fawkes continue to watch what is going on. Mira looks to be ready to beat Freed into the ground to the point that it will make tattoos of his face all over Magnolia. 'Not sure if I want to see his face everywhere.'
{If it happens, at least we'll be stepping on them,} Fawkes added with a chirp that sounded like a chuckle. Harry grinned evilly in return, but that changed when he felt pure killing intent. He and his familiar snap their eyes back toward Mira and Freed and saw the scariest expression on Mira's face. It was the face of death.
Not a second later, Mira cried out loudly followed by on explosion of magic energy. Once the smoke cleared, Harry and Fawkes were able to see Mira in a full body takeover of a demon.
{Fawkes, remind me to never anger her,} said Harry.
{As long as you do the same for me,} replied Fawkes as the two looked on in both awe and fear.
Mira attacked first, getting ready to claw at Freed, who created wings out of dark magic. He dodged her attack, which resulted in the bridge that was already partly destroyed become even more bits of rubble. Mira looked up to Freed with a death glare and sprouted bat-like wings of her own.
This time as she attacked she landed the blow. Her fist roughly kissed Freed's head, sending him spiraling backwards. Mira seemed to have said something, but Harry and Fawkes were still too far away to hear, but it would seem that she did notice them.
"Harry, stay out of this!" Mira shouted, making Harry almost fall off his broom.
Once he recovered, he replied loudly back, "Don't worry, he's all yours! I'll just be over here in case you need me!" After that, Mira returned her gaze back to Freed, who attacked her with his sword, but she dodged it and kicked him in the back. Harry winced, knowing that Freed must have just missed his spin from being broken.
Freed turned around, only to be kicked in the gut by a high-heel covered foot. Harry and Fawkes were starting to feel sympathy pains for the idiot. Fawkes had to land on Harry's broom thanks to almost falling out of the air due to his flinch, and Harry laid a hand on his stomach while making a face that appeared he had swallowed something sour.
Freed flew under the bridge, but did something Harry did not expect; he turned into a demon himself. He had heard that Mira had Satan Soul, but he did not know that Freed had something like it.
{How much are you willing to bet that that isn't going to help him much?} Fawkes asked Harry, who just shook his head.
{No bet; she's going to win this.}
Mira and Freed met with fists, and then Mira kneed Freed in the jaw. The two of them took their fight higher in the sky, appearing to be on more equal footing. Freed kicked her out of the sky, sending her into the river. This did not seem to faze Mira much, for she came back out with the water around her.
Harry would have laughed at Freed's look of terror if he wasn't shocked, but also filled with pride for Mira showing off the kind of power she wields, and of course for the reason of why she wields it. Harry can see that her anger is subsiding, allowing her to have more control of herself. She's not looking for revenge, but to teach Freed a lesson of what happens to those who hurt her family.
Mira threw the water up at Freed, making him scream in pain and what Harry is sure is fear of drowning. She flew up higher to meet him, set her hands to form an energy ball between them, and then fired it at her opponent, causing a big enough explosion that Harry had to block his face from the brightness, and cast Protego to block the heat.
Harry flew down closer to where Freed crash landed and Mira holding him place by the throat. She was getting ready to punch Freed in the face, but stopped just an inch away. She released her Satan form, turning back to the sweet woman that Harry has come to know well.
Now that Harry was closer he was able to hear what is being said. "This battle…it's meaningless, don't you think?" Mira asked Freed.
"Just finish it," Freed said through gritted teeth.
"We're friends, you know… Fellow members of the same guild… Smiling together, laughing together, and walking together."
"Sh…shut up! I only have one friend; Laxus!"
"That's not true though, is it? I'm sure you have realized." Harry saw Freed's eyes widen just a bit. "I don't think it's completely such a bad thing to cling to one single person, but you have a number of people around you. People are always connected to one another." Freed's body is quaking as if he's trying to hold back his emotions. Mira took his hand into her own. "You see? Just reach out your hand, and there's someone right here. It's when people realize how lonely it is being on their own that they start to become kind."
Harry is trying to hold back his own tears, but seeing Mira start to cry is making it harder for him. His own body is shaking just as bad as Freed at the moment.
"You know, don't you?" Mira asked Freed, who could no longer hold it in. Tears formed at the corner of his eyes and flowed down his cheeks. He laid a hand over his eyes all the while sobbing and sniffing.
"I never… wanted… to do all this," he said in between cries.
"I know…" Mira said before smiling warmly. "Let's all enjoy the Harvest Festival together next year, okay?"
"You just can't beat that girl," Kana's voice made Harry jump in fright, and he will deny it to his dying breath that he yelled like a girl. "Wow Harry, you make such a cute scream."
"I did NOT scream," Harry started his denial.
Mira got up and walked over to Harry, Kana, Elfman, and Juvia, the latter still being out. After checking the last three, she grabs Harry and starts to drag him off somewhere where the others don't hear them, but he yelped because she pulled on his dislocated arm. Mira asked him what happened, he told her about his fight with Alzack, and she set his arm back into place, causing him to grit his teeth in pain, but not shout. After that she pulled him along again by his right arm.
"What's up, Mira?" asked Harry in concern the moment the two stopped walking. He looked to see how far they had gotten from the other three, and yeah, they aren't going to be heard.
"It's about the master," said Mira. Harry waited for her to continue. "He has fallen ill after we learned about the Thunder Palace. I don't know if he'll make it."
Harry was in shock at the news. Makarov could die? He is going to send Laxus flying across all of Magnolia, going through all the houses – he'll have to apologize to the owners – and then hit him with a Bombarda Maxima point blank. He's sure Laxus will survive it.
"Harry?" Harry snapped out of his musing thanks to Mira's voice. "Don't kill him, even though he deserves a good beat down."
Harry laughed, "Don't worry, Mira, I'm not going to kill him. However, if I see him, he's going to regret it."
Mira threw him a glare. "Don't fight him, you're not strong enough to take him on," she said firmly.
Harry sighed in defeat. "I know… I already promised Master that I wouldn't fight him."
"You better keep that promise, especially now."
"Yeah, yeah…I'll just ask either Natsu or Erza to beat him up extra for me," said Harry quietly. "I need to get going. I still need to find him and try to talk him out of using the Thunder Palace."
Mira nodded in understanding. "Be careful, Harry," she said softly.
Harry showed that he acknowledged her, and then jumped on his broom again. He took to the skies with Fawkes following closely behind; glad now that his arm is better because he can hold onto his broom better.
Harry and Fawkes have been looking for about seven minutes, but still could not find the lightning mage. He hopes that Natsu or someone else had already found the guy, because he doesn't know how much time he would have left until Laxus though it great idea to set the bomb off.
Faintly, Harry heard an explosion coming from his right. He turned to look and saw smoke by the Cathedral. {Hey Fawkes, do you think that's where Laxus is?}
{Well, that is a place we hadn't looked yet,} replied Fawkes.
{I guess that's where we're going,} said Harry while turning his broom to head in that direction.
Harry lands a few blocks away from the Cathedral, not wanting to be shot down by a bolt of lightning just because Laxus saw him coming. He dismounted his broom and was just about to start running, but he froze when he heard Fawkes squawk and saw a man dressed like Mystogan with his mask off and proudly showing his bright blue hair.
Harry had to do a double take at what he was seeing. The man in front of him looks just like Jellal, but that can't be since he remembers Erza telling him that Jellal died. He's wearing Mystogan's clothing, so does that mean this is Mystogan? Harry had to find out.
"Are you Mystogan or Jellal?" he asked with his wand at the ready in his hand.
The Jellal look-a-like stopped in his tracks in front of Harry, and said, "I'm both. I'm Mystogan in this world, but the world I come from – Edolas – I am Jellal."
"Edolas? I have never heard of it," said Harry confusedly.
"I'm not surprised, Harry. No one really knows much about my world."
"So, why are you in a different world?"
"I came here to stop my father from taking the magic from it. You see, my world doesn't have a lot of it, so he steals it from Earth Land – this world."
{A world without magic… I know that people can live without it. Muggles didn't even know magic existed 500 years ago,} said Fawkes, and Harry repeated it to Mystogan.
"I'm glad that it is possible, because I have been toying with the idea of getting rid of all the magic in Edolas, because I don't know if I can truly stop my father from this end," said Mystogan.
"Well," Harry shrugged his shoulders, "if you need any help, I'm sure the rest of Fairy Tail would be more than happy to."
Mystogan looked surprised at this, but smiled nonetheless. "Thank you, but right now you have your own problems with Laxus. I won't be able to return to Edolas without the anima, sadly. Oh, that is what my father uses to take the magic from this world."
Harry nodded in understanding. "Right, well if you need our help, don't hesitate to ask," he said. Mystogan thanked him before walking away. Harry watched him go for just a moment before taking off toward the Cathedral again.
Harry makes it to where the explosion came from. He was about to go in, but the sight of Erza stopped him.
"Sorry Harry, but Natsu is fighting Laxus so you won't be able to talk to him like I was hoping. That is beside the point, however. We no longer have time; the Thunder Palace is about to go off at any minute now." Harry was shocked that Laxus is really going to go through with this after Erza was done speaking.
"I'm going to hex him," Harry muttered under his breath. He read the Book of Spells and found a bat-bogey hex. That sounds like a good hex to use on Laxus right about now.
Harry was brought back from his daydreaming by Erza's voice. "Let's go, Harry!" He turned and followed her toward the center of town. When they got there, Erza equipped her Heaven's wheel armor and started summoning swords. "You better start getting ready," she told him.
{Get ready guys!} Fawkes grabbed hold of Warren's telepathy magic to send out the message to the rest of the guild. Harry started to feel a buildup of magic all around town. He turned to his familiar.
"Fawkes, get me up close to the Lacrimas," ordered Harry. Fawkes wrapped his talons into Harry's shirt around the shoulders and carried him up to them. He thought of what spell to use to destroy more than one and got an idea. He waited for Erza to give the go ahead.
Harry looked back down to see Erza and almost a hundred swords forming around her. He couldn't help but flinch knowing that she is going to be in the most pain. "Fawkes, when she and I fire, I want you to dive me down toward her."
{Why, if I may ask?} asked Fawkes confusedly.
"I need to be close to her to use a shielding spell. I don't want her to die from this just because she destroyed a lot more than the rest of us." Fawkes nodded in understanding after that, and the two continued to wait. They didn't have to wait long.
{Now!} Erza's voice cried out through the guild's minds. Harry aimed at a handful of Lacrimas.
"Causa Satani!" Small balls of red light flowed out of the tip of Harry's wand and neared seven of the Lacrimas. Harry flicked his wrist and the balls of light brightened and exploded. Just before he flicked his wrist, Fawkes dived down directly for Erza, who sent out all the swords that she owned at the Thunder Palace.
Just as they got to her, the Thunder Palace was destroyed. Harry is going to have to work fast if he wants to save them both. Most of the rest of the guild got about one or two of those things after all, so they will be fine.
"Scutum Mortis!" A triangle with a circle and vertical line through it formed around him and Erza. It didn't stop the first lightning bolts from electrocuting them, but it did shield Harry from the last one, and stopped about 50 of them from hitting Erza.
Harry, while in twitching pain, remembered being in a graveyard with people around him as well as a snake-face looking man with red eyes who he knows is Voldemort casting a spell called Crucio on him. Is that what that spell feels like; being hit by lightning bolts? He guessed so. Why else would this jog his memories?
He looked over to Erza and saw that she is in worse shape than him. They were both on the ground covered in burns. Erza had about third-degree burns while he had second-degree. Fawkes cried on Erza first and then him to heal the worst of their burns before carrying them back to the guild.
{Fawkes, when we get there…go and get the other members of our guild as well as Natsu. He's going to need help getting back once he's done fighting Laxus,} Harry said before he allowed darkness to clam him, faintly hearing Fawkes' reply of that he will do as he is told.
TBC
I had to copy that speech of Mira's, because I forgot it completely and I would not know what to say to make Freed cry.
Yes, Harry did not see Mystogan's face. If Makarov was having a hard time staying awake, then Harry doesn't stand a chance. Speaking of not standing a chance, I'm going to have to teach Harry Dark Magic. I'm sorry; he's not going to last long without it. Let me explain why he would be willing to do so.
Harry would be willing to learn Dark Magic, because one: he doesn't remember the whole light is good and dark is evil thing. Two: Mira and Freed – as shown in this chapter – can turn into demons, which are creatures of pure evil, and yet they themselves are not. Three: Bickslow also uses dark magic and he is not really evil himself. Harry knows these things, and would understand that just because he could use Dark Magic doesn't mean that he's evil. Plus he's the Master of Death! So in the end, Harry is learning Dark Magic so he doesn't get killed while fighting in the next arc. You're going to want to throw your own killing curses yourselves if someone is doing the same thing right back at you. You are not going to want to throw stunners, are you?
Harry: You forgot something.
Natsu: What did she forget?
Harry: Before I lost my memories, I did use Dark Magic; two of them being Unforgivable curses.
Enj/Dark: Oh yeah, you did, didn't you? :D
Voldy: Potter using Dark Magic? This I got to see. I guess you did take my words to heart?
Harry: No, if you haven't noticed, Tom, I don't even remember your words about good and evil in this story.
Enj/Dark: Not only that, but good and evil are a thing, it's just that it doesn't exist in light and dark.
Voldy: That's what I meant. There is no good and evil. It's just power and those too weak to seek it.
Enj/Dark: Light and dark are neither good nor evil. It's just power and those that decide what to do with it.
Zeref: Those are the same thing, aren't they?
Harry&Natsu: They sound it.
Enj/Dark: Before I even heard of Voldemort's line, I said that first. So imagine my surprise when I read that line from the book. I couldn't believe I agreed with Voldemort on something. :(
Zeref: This is starting to get a little long. Voldemort, it's your turn.
Voldy: Review…please…
Enj/Dark: Wow, that looked like it hurt. -_-;