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Chapter 21: Really FUCKING Violent
The Fanatasia was fast approaching tonight. The citizens were already in extra spirits hanging decorations in the streets, opening gift shops, and preparing the streets for the parade. So much goodness and cheer filled the air it makes a baby laugh all day. That kind of cheer is not meant for a certain Cynthia. It wasn't like she hated it; it just didn't fit her own sort of pleasure.
So what does Cynthia do in these times? Why of course only one thing. Chilling back in her apartment made with no new renovations from her lottery money. Most notably the giant TV on the wall right in front of the woman sitting on a green chair like it was a throne. In Cynthia's mind, there was nothing better to relax than watching cartoons on a good TV with a bottle of rum beside her.
Unknown to her, the Thunder Legion have sprung their trap on her guild and made the whole of Magnolia a battle zone. She didn't pay notice to the runes that came to life around her for a moment only to disappear in thin air. Barriers were erect around her apartment and runes showing two names like an announcement.
(Kardia Cathedral)
Laxus has just begun and he was already smiling. Not because the guild's numbers were rapidly dropping, but because of the new match that came up.
Cynthia vs. Bixlow.
Yeah, Laxus was in a really good mood. Ever since he met that shrimp, she had a mouth that just painted "Kill me!" all over her. It didn't help that she showed no fear to the aura of power that put the guild in place. The only exception was Natsu, so he figured that she was just an idiot. He wished he could see what Bixlow would do to the little trouble-maker.
(Cynthia's Apartment)
Cynthia was silently enjoying a cartoon of a dog laughing from a joke. Her chin rested lazily on the knuckles of her right hand, and she softly spun a cup of rum in her left hand. There was an expression of pure bliss on her face. Nothing could ruin her relaxation. Absolutely no-
BOOM!
The laughing of the dog stopped abruptly as the wall and the TV turned into rubble from the explosion. Cynthia didn't even bat an eye, but her motions stopped like stone. A figure stood in the light of day, dressed in a striped purple jumpsuit and wearing a metal helm. At his side floated four idols that were surging with magic. Cynthia didn't need to see his eyes that he was the eccentric type.
"That was a seventy inch," Cynthia said in a monotone voice, "100,000 J...Lacrima wide-screen TV."
Cynthia bit back a sharp breath of rage that was boiling just beneath the surface of her skin. If she was made of glass, her insides would look like magma. It was taking all her willpower to not show any hint of being pissed off.
Seriously, Cynthia was really enjoying that show.
"So how can I help you?" Cynthia 'asked'.
"You're the brat that's been bad-mouthing at Laxus, huh?" said Bixlow.
"Yyyep~." replied Cynthia, taking a drink from her glass, "And you are?"
"The name's Bixlow of the Thunder Legion," said Bixlow, sticking his tongue out, "and I'm here to put you in your place."
Cynthia chuckled. "And I'm the queen of Fiore. Guess where I am?"
Behind his mask, Bixlow's eyes were twitching at Cynthia's nonchalant manner. "I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you."
"So am I." said Cynthia with a blank look, "And I'm failing. And I'm sorry for that. It's just that I'm slightly agitated that this purple shit-stain crashed into my apartment, destroyed my 70-inch, Lacrima screen TV, and is trying to impress me like I'm his alcoholic father."
Bixlow's smile dropped and his fists clenched at his sides. "I am going to put your pretty little head on the front door of the guild."
That was it for Cynthia. Taking a sharp breath, her left hand suddenly crushed the glass in hand and grabbed hold of a shard. She proceeded to slash a deep cut into her right wrist to Bixlow's confusion. The blood seemed to defy gravity itself never hitting the floor but instead flowed around Cynthia. An array of purple, crimson, and black magic circles appeared on her right arm. She raised her head to give Bixlow the stare of a pair of blood red eyes that looked like they burned with hellish fire.
"Release Restraint Level 1."
(A few seconds later...)
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
The scream of terror and agonizing pain rang through all of Fiore from Kardia Cathedral to the Fairy Tail guild hall. Natsu and Gajeel stopped fighting with themselves and stood paralyzed on the spot. At the cathedral, Laxus was having a cold sweat as he stared at the names of Cynthia and Bixlow in disbelief. Everyone knew that was Bixlow's scream, but it only made them question what horror did the seemingly 'charmful and innocent' Cynthia unleash.
Back at the apartment, Bixlow was desperately trying to crawl away to safety. His legs were broken and bloody, and trail of his own blood was behind him. His clothes were torn where gashes took place and half of his mask was fractured. Complete horror riddled his face.
Behind him, the room was darkened in writhing black crimson shadows that stretched out like limbs. In the center of it all was Cynthia, though in the darkness he could only see her devil eyes and maniacal smile showing sharp teeth.
"THEY SAY THAT TV MAKES YOU VIOLENT." said Cynthia in a demonic voice, "BUT I SAY NOT HAVING MY TV IS MAKING ME PRETTY FUCKING VIOLENT!"
"Wha-You," croaked Bixlow, "WHAT THE FUCK!?"
"C'MON!" said Cynthia, reaching forward, "YOU WERE SAYING ALL THAT GOOD SHIT A SECOND AGO! WHERE IS IT NOW, HUH?!"
In desperation, Bixlow summoned his now broken dolls to surge with the last of his magic and ram into Cynthia to hopefully destroy her in one blast. The dolls took a Baryon formation and fired a yellow magical blast at point-blank range. A second after, a flat hand split the beam in two, destroyed the dolls permanently, and reached for Bixlow's face. He was unable to resist the pull back to the darkness and closer to Cynthia's look who took on a more serene face highlighting the youthful look in her pale skin and burning red eyes.
"Hey ass-for-brains." said Cynthia.
Bixlow could only grunt in response.
"You lost."
Bixlow gave an agreeing grunt.
"Now I'm going to find out where Laxus is..."
A grunt of confusion.
"...by drinking some of your blood." said Cynthia flatly, "Don't worry, you'll live. Maybe."
Bixlow couldn't fight it. Cynthia's maw opened revealing the array of fangs that put a shark to shame and widened on his bare shoulder.
"OM NOM NOM!"
The apartment filled with agonizing screams drowning the sickening squelch of ripping flesh. Blood did not spill but sucked down Cynthia's throat. She released Bixlow once he passed out.
'The fuck is this!?' thought Cynthia as...something was going on in her mind. 'The fuck is that!? The fuck are those?!'
Cynthia's smile widened once she figured out where Laxus was. Cynthia giggled sadistically, and the shadows back to her but before manifesting a large red shade hat to darken her face. The wizard made her way to Kardia Cathedral, softly singing, "How to kill a blonde cunt."
(Kardia Cathedral)
(Que "Get Ready To Die")
The whole town was suddenly hearing this song. It was made possible by Cynthia casting Mirror Flower, Water Moon to manipulate everyone's hearing to sense her favorite "murder" tune. She was on a street staring down Kardia Cathedral. She suddenly took off at a blinding sprint and smashed open the doors by kicking it with her knee. Cynthia gently floated down to the floor. Laxus sat at the end of the Cathedral with an annoyed scowl.
"Well, well." said Cynthia, not bothering to hide her sharp teeth, "I leave the guild for a day and already some blonde fucker is invading it."
"Hello brat." Laxus said with a smug look not even acknowledging her existence.
Cynthia breathed in sharply to contain her rage. She wanted this to last. Wanted to make him suffer.
"You know," said Cynthia, the red folds of her skirt picking up a little wind as she accosted to Laxus, "I'm a very open person. Like seriously, my boss is Erza, a woman; my great-grandauntie was transgender, I hate and love everybody equally, and there's no one alive who can comprehend my sexual preference. But you...You - ha-ha-ha - take the title of literal 'Dick Bag' because you are the first person in history who I actually want to kill on the spot. But I have to ask. Just what the fuck are you doing?"
Laxus smirked. "A little game that will put me in the top as Fairy Tail's guild master."
"You cheeky fuck-waffle." laughed Cynthia, "So what, are we playing 52 Pickup?"
"How about 52 blow up!?" Laxus roared as he sent a wide wave of bolts to decimate Cynthia on the spot.
At the literal last second the bolts would've disintegrated Cynthia, she disappeared out of sight with pure speed. The area she once stood went up in explosions and smoke. Laxus had a grin plastered on his face until he heard Cynthia's voice coming from the balcony above.
"You know what I also hate about you?" said Cynthia, landing softly back on the floor, "The setting you took. A cathedral. Really?"
"Why is that a problem?" said Laxus.
Cynthia frowned. "Let's just say the church of the Star God has never proved to save anybody. Just a bunch of exaggerated bullshit weaving in the masses like moths to a flame."
Cynthia paused and reached her hands beneath her red dress. Her hands reemerged with two Celestial keys, Cancer and Sagittarius. Her magic poured into the keys making them glow a brilliant gold.
"Enough about me." said Cynthia, "Open, Gate of the Archer, Gate of the Giant Crab; Sagittarius and Cancer."
The bells of the celestial gates rang as they opened. In a flash of light, the two spirits from the chant appeared at Cynthia's side.
Laxus smirked. "You really think those weakling summons will help you? Ha-ha-ha-ha."
"Sagittarius, impress me by using all your skill in archery." Cynthia commanded.
"Yes, madam." Sagittarius saluted and galloped a distance away.
"Cancer, think you can match the speed of lightning?" Cynthia said.
"I'll try, baby~." said Cancer, drawing out daggers instead of scissors.
"One more thing." said Cynthia, glowing in gold magic, "Star Dress: Sagittarius Form."
Cynthia's form was veiled away in bright light for just a moment, but she reemerged in a different outfit. Incorporating the powers of Sagittarius granted Cynthia her own bow. She now adorned a different dress of a twin-tailed coat and thigh-length boots. Her hair was braided into two ponytails, and a Zodiac seal was branded on her left shoulder.
Electricity crackled excitedly around Laxus' body. In his mind, this little fool was getting herself killed. She can bring all the help she wants. They will all turn to dust before him.
"Let's go then, litt-"
Two arrows of light zipped through the air and exploded on impact with Laxus' chest. The force sent him careening slowly into a pillar. The dust cleared with a roar from the lightning mage. His shirt now sported singed holes on each pectoral, but the skin underneath was unharmed. He looked back to his attackers with murder in his eyes, only to find an even worse eyes staring right back at him coldly.
"Don't - ever - call - me - short." hissed Cynthia, pulling back a string loaded with ten arrows glowing red, "I JUST HAVE SMALL BONES!"
The arrows Cynthia released were packed with Cynthia's rage. They scorched the very air as they got closer to Laxus. His smirk faltered the closer they got by the second, and he only moved in a bolt of lightning when his instincts screamed hard enough in his head.
"DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, IDIOT!" Cynthia roared in a rage, releasing a storm of thousands of arrows no human should be able to do.
No matter how many Cynthia fired, Laxus was too fast to get hit. Unfortunately for him, he did not take in account of Sagittarius behind him firing off his own volley of arrows. Even as he dodged those, there was Cancer that was running at him at speeds that were catching up to himself. Laxus grit his teeth in frustration since Cynthia was slowly getting him into a corner with this limited space.
Eventually, Cancer pinned him down and held him up to be a perfect target for Cynthia and Sagittarius. The lines of light arrows trailing through the air like comets exploded onto Laxus. Cancer appeared by Cynthia's side just before Laxus was engulfed in the explosion. A smile spread on Cynthia's face in victory. She totally showed that blonde that she wasn't short at all.
Instead of the groans of defeat, Cynthia heard the snarl of rage from the dust cloud. She could feel the air become more electrified, and sparks danced on the ground.
"I AM NOT TAKING THIS FROM SOME LITTLE MIDGET AND HER PETS!"
Before Cynthia could say a word, two lightning bolts shot from the dust cloud and smite down Sagittarius and Cancer. The spirits were laying on the ground with holes right through their bodies. If they were human, they would be bleeding in pools of blood instead of fading back to the celestial realm.
"... not cool..."
"Forgive me... milady."
"It's okay." said Cynthia, trying to hold in sobs. They may be immortal, but it didn't help Cynthia cry for their pain. "Just take a good rest. I'll takeover from here."
As soon as they disappeared, another lightning bolt thundered through the cathedral and Cynthia. A gaping chest wound spilled copious amounts of blood on the ground, and Cynthia coughed out mouthfuls to not choke on her own blood.
Cynthia ignored the pain; it would heal soon. She focused on her opponent, who had his shirt blown away from her attacks, but there was not a scratch on his physical body. He had a feral grin as he saw the wound he knew would be fatal.
"End of the line, midget." said Laxus, "It's been fun shoving a lightning bolt through a weakling."
"I kinda agree." Cynthia groaned, forcing out a smile. "Not used to seeing this much of my blood."
Laxus added. "Compared to all of you kids, I am a demigod."
"Really?" asked Cynthia dryly.
"Really." said Laxus.
"REALLY?!" Cynthia screamed with a mad look plastered on her face that froze Laxus on the spot. Her left hand's nails lengthened and sharpened like claws. In a swift motion, Cynthia cut into her right wrist, but the blood orbited around her. Five magic circles appeared on her arm, the red one furthest from the hand breaking.
"Release Restraint: Level One."
Laxus' eyes widened when Cynthia was shadowed away in a geyser of magic that looked like dark blood oozing onto the floor and into the air. To his horror, multiple red eyes appeared staring back at him with a vile nature he had never before seen. If he was a lesser man, Laxus would've lost his lunch.
When the blood magic cleared, Cynthia was far different than before. Under the hat, crimson eyes and white sharp teeth stared back at Laxus. Her red dress was replaced with a red trench coat, and her hair was raven black with a few locks of red. Her hands now wielded two steel revolvers of a cartridge feed. One was pure white in her right hand while the other was raven black in her right hand.
And her magic was unbelievably massive.
"Getting real tired of this shit." cursed Laxus.
"You and me both." said Cynthia, her voice slightly hoarse, "I would like to meet my two little babies, Dawn and Dusk. They are going to be ones to beat the shit out of you."
A shot rang out from the white pistol, gold in color and faster than Laxus thought possible from a bullet. When it hit his stomach, it felt like a hot iron was pressed onto him. Where the projectile landed there as now a scorch mark. Another rang out, only this time Laxus was a more prepared to move out of the way, but the bullet, purple this time from the black pistol, hit him in then shoulder and left an aching, black bruise.
'They don't have ammo.' thought Laxus, 'Those things run on the midget's magic. One shoots light magic while the dark one shoots dark magic. And they hurt real bad, but still this pipsqueak is nothing to me.'
Laxus flashed away in a bolt of lightning and appeared behind Cynthia with a fist over her head. The lightning fist never caved into her head. Without sparing a glance, Cynthia blocked the blow with the black gun. A crater formed on the ground, but the gun didn't even have a crack on it. Laxus was too caught off by it that he didn't prepare getting shot in the stomach by the white gun followed by a dark bullet to his pectoral.
"You damn bitch." cursed Laxus.
His form grew bigger as his magic rose higher. Fangs became more visible in the back of his jaw and scales grew on his arms.
"You're a Dragon Slayer?" said Cynthia, quirking a curious eyebrow.
"Let me show you." roared Laxus, "Lightning Dragon's Roar."
A huge thunderbolt blasted out of Laxus' mouth straight toward Cynthia. At the last minute, she disappeared in a swirl of blood-like wisps and reappeared leaning against one of the pillars. The roar kept on going till it made contact with the back of the cathedral in a violent explosion. When the dust cleared, the whole back of the cathedral was gone, eliciting a whistle of approval from Cynthia.
"I like the change of scenery." noted Cynthia.
"Lightning Dragon's Iron Fist."
Cynthia comically sidestepped out of Laxus crashing down from the air. The Dragon Slayer glanced to the mage with a curled snarl in his throat.
"Stay still!" Laxus roared, throwing a lightning bolt that Cynthia deflected with a swing of one of her guns.
"How about no~?" Cynthia replied.
Laxus lost all sense as he threw lightning bolt after lightning bolt to kill the annoying little shit that persisted with the maniacal smile. Somehow, she kept disappearing and reappearing with just speed alone, shooting off a storm of light and dark magic bullets that littered the air. Each one felt like a punch from Gildarts on impact, but it only made Laxus' more furious with each hit.
Laxus kept his senses sharp on Cynthia, listening to the sound of her movements. He could see a pattern to them, and adjusted to her speed. As Laxus fired bolts from his right palm, he charged a more devastating blow in his left. Once he had enough, Laxus smirked when he got Cynthia where he wanted.
"You're done for." cried Laxus, timing perfectly with a normal lightning bolt that Cynthia just dodged, "Lightning Dragon's Heavenward Halberd."
Lightning took form into a giant glowing halberd in Laxus' left hand and was thrown directly through Cynthia. Copious amounts of blood followed the electric storm of the halberd going through the roof. Seemingly lifeless, Cynthia landed on the floor with a wet thud, and Laxus laughed like a madman.
"Oh, that was good~." Cynthia's voice cut off Laxus' moment.
He looked back at the 'limp' body of Cynthia that stood up on her legs again. The impaling wound Cynthia sported was mending itself as blood flowed back into Cynthia's body and bone cracked back into place. In just a few seconds, a definite killing blow was nowhere to be seen on her person. The only difference between before and now was that her smile was somehow wider.
"My turn." said Cynthia, aiming Dusk, "Metralleta."
The next Laxus knew, he was being pounded into the ground by a barrage of dark magic energy blasts. Laxus tried to endure through it, but his arms sported bleeding wounds and burnt spots appeared all over his body. He was only given a moment of reprieve before Cynthia fired another Metralleta at point-blank range with Dawn.
"What the FUUUCK!?" Laxus roared in rage as he was pushed into the walls of the cathedral.
Laxus pushed himself to his feet, but he was finding it hard to breath. His back was drenched in his own blood from the barrage attack, and there was a red pool from where he was pushed. Cynthia leaned down to the blood on the floor and stuck out a pointed tongue to lick it. Laxus felt bile rise up in his throat as Cynthia deepened her drink by pressing her lips to the pool and all the blood flowed to her mouth. Soon, the floor was spotless and the terrifying 'celestial' mage licked her lips in pleasure. The only signs there was blood was a little drop on the corner of her mouth.
"Oh~." Cynthia moaned, "That is so delicious~. I may just keep you around for the blood."
"No!" Laxus growled, putting his hands together, "I am not putting up with this."
In the middle of his hands, a brilliant glow came to life. Cynthia had to squint through the growing light, but she didn't look perturbed.
"I'll just take the guild with my own power." roared Laxus, the pressure of the magic increasing, "I'll turn you all into dust."
"And you're a dumbass to think I'll just stand there in shock." said Cynthia. "That's too cliche."
Cynthia holstered Dusk away and made a few flicks with her free hand. Purple magic circles surrounded Laxus from all sides. His eyes shot wide open when he recognized that spell.
"This is..." Laxus gasped.
"Amaterasu Formula #75."
Cynthia snapped her fingers and half of the cathedral was caught in a bright purple explosion. From the Fairy Tail hall, they could see a dome of purple magic lighting up the horizon. Back at the cathedral, Cynthia was looking down a crater with an unconscious Laxus at the bottom, his eyes rolled back and his mouth ajar. Cynthia surveyed the damage her spell dealt, only to sweatdrop when the whole roof crash down. There was only the front of the cathedral left.
"Oops." said Cynthia, resealing her power to bring back her eye and hair color, "Guess I really am a Fairy Tail mage."
"Cynthia."
Cynthia turned around to find Erza at the door with a slacked jaw and wide eyes. She was prepared to go to war with Laxus only to find him buried in a crater and Kardia Cathedral destroyed.
"What happened here, Cynthia?" Erza managed to ask.
"We worked things out." said Cynthia, giving an adorable smile and a side bow. What else would a concerned, innocent mage do with the rapscallion blonde?
I really did not like this arc, so I gave it just one chapter for Cynthia to shine. This is my gift to you. Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year, motherfuckers.
Up next is the beginning of the Oracion Seis in Chapter 22.
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