Gray noticed Juvia stop abruptly during their walk through the tunnel, and he turned to face her.

"Something wrong?" He asked. Juvia scrunched up her face.

"Juvia gets the feeling that Ultear-sama is in trouble." Juvia replied, which made Gray slightly tense. He worried about his daughter, but not even half as much as Juvia did. "Juvia thinks we should go help her" Gray sighed.

"You do realize you smother her, right?" Gray asked tentatively. Juvia turned to face him, looking slightly irritated.

"It isn't smothering for Juvia to worry about her daughter, Gray" Gray still wasn't accustomed to hearing her say his name without an honorific, even after all these years.

"She'll be fine." Gray told his wife. "She has Simon and Winter with her, and they're more than capable. Have faith in her"

"Juvia does have faith in her" Juvia replied. "Juvia is just worried." Gray sighed.

"Me too,"

Ultear watched as Damien stood up straight, his black cloak still flowing from the breeze he'd created by busting in the roof. He chuckled.

"You look good, Ul" He said. "You doing something new with your hair?" Ultear laughed quietly.

"Maybe" She replied. Damien laughed. He's so... different. Ultear, as with everyone else, hadn't seen Damien since he was twelve, but the man was recognizable none of the less. He was 18 now.

"How'd you get here?" Simon asked somewhere behind Ultear. Damien turned to smirk at them. Ultear took note of the scar across his left eye. That hadn't changed.

"What, your worried I'm here?" He demanded. "That hurts, Simon."

"I'm glad your here" Winter called out.

"Winter! Been too long girl." Damien replied. Eoin sighed.

"Who the hell are you?" He demanded, which made Damien sigh.

"Who am I?" Damien asked. "I figured everyone already knew. Damien Dreyar."

"Never heard of you"

"You won't have too. My defeated opponents don't usually remember my name, anyway." Ultear had never seen Damien fight, he'd always been uptight about his magic after his little sister died. Him causing it might have been the problem. Eoin charged up another blast.

'Alright, Damien Dreyar, let's see you stop this!" The beam charged up ten times bigger than it had been before, and charged straight towards Damien, who was engulfed in the darkness.

"Damien!" Simon shouted. His figure wasn't visible through the pitch black. Eoin laughed, right until the beam exploded in place. The figure that stood in Damien's place was not Damien.

Or rather, it was, but he was different. Damien's usually shaggy mane was standing straight up. he had a reptilian tail. The armor he was wearing was blood red and had spiked shoulders. He had black horns jutting out of his head. When he opened his eyes, Ultear shivered. Instead of the calming white she usually saw, she saw a piercing red.

"Takeover, huh?" Eoin asked curiously. "And It appears Demons are your thing. interesting opponent to be sure." Damien didn't reply, he just stared straight ahead. Eoin disappeared into the darkness. "Let's see you fight what you can't see, kid!" Damien stood solitary until he suddenly looked to the right and threw a punch at the wall, completely demolishing it. When his hand reappeared, it was clasped onto Eoin's collar.

"How did he do that?" Winter hissed. Ultear wished she knew, but Damien was on another level completely. Damien threw Eoin at the wall, and they collided, destroying it entirely. Eoin disappeared once again, but Damien took flight, quite literally, by spreading his wings and tackling the wall, once again reappearing dragging Eoin. Damien threw him straight up and raised his left hand. Ultear watched in shock as a beam of purple energy erupted from his hand. It was at least thirty feet across. Eoin, reappeared behind Damien, looking battered.

"That power," Eoin hissed. "Just what the hell are you?!" Damien whirled and caught him by the throat.

"I'm a Fairy Tail wizard," Damien's demonic voice whispered. "Not only that , but one who's dear friends have been tortured, beaten, and left to die in a rotting cell. Now, you see what happens." Damien threw Eoin up once more, raising his hand again. "Soul Extinctor!" A blast erupted from Damien's hand, at least 3 times wider than the previous. Ultear felt her face heating up from the pure magical energy being exuded in front of her.

"Holy fuck" She whispered. As the blast faded, Damien stood still, once again with flat hair and a black cloak.

Eoin did not reappear. Damien sighed as he kicked the rubble of his foot.

"Pathetic," He mumbled. "How can you call yourself an elite when you got thrashed so easily? It's beyond my understanding." Ultear couldn't believe it. All three of them, Simon included, couldn't beat Eoin. Damien did it without breaking a sweat. Just how powerful was he? He is a Dreyar. Ultear reminded herself. Damien came from a long line of bad asses. Except Ivan, but nobody talked about him. Damien offered her a hand, and she took it, unsteadily standing up.

"That was incredible." She told him as he helped Winter and Simon up as well. Damien shrugged.

"It's a gift" He replied casually, as if he hadn't just eradicated somebody. Simon stared at him with an eyebrow raised.

"I still want to know how you found us" Simon replied. "I mean, we had no idea you were even on your way back." Damien sighed as he sat down on a peice of the wall he'd thrown Eoin through earlier.

"Well," He began. "I get back to the guild, all ready to drink and celebrate my return, and I get there, and nobodies around. and I'm like 'what the fuck?!'. So I asked Lucy, who was there, and said everyone was gone to go kick a dark guilds ass, so I'm like 'shit, sign me up! She told where you guys went and I just looked around, and found this guild hall. I heard you guys in trouble, so I decided to drop in." Ultear grinned. Damien had always been so such like his mother. Upbeat, happy, and a joker. He could be like Laxus too, but that was rare.

Unless he was fighting, in which case he was a madman. Winter chuckled.

"Well, I'm glad you did, we we're about to be done for." She told him. Damien nodded, suddenly growing serious.

"What happened to Nashi?" He asked in a deathly low tone. There was silence.

"Why do you think we're here?" Simon replied. Damien nodded slowly, before he got up and made towards the door that led them there. They all followed, obviously. What better things did they have to do?

Gray and Juvia had finally reached a chamber, and it was rather bland. Just a white room, and no windows or anything.

"Juvia is unimpressed." He heard Juvia say. "Juvia was expecting more."

"Than perhaps I am the entertainment you seek, rain woman" Gray looked overhead to see a man standing on a balcony, watching them wearily.

"Lennix, I presume?"

Drake looked up as the figures approached, and turned to find Ultear's group returning. looking completely battered. What he wasn't expecting, was Damien walking out behind them.

"Damien?" Laxus asked. Damien nodded towards his father.

"Hey, pops, what with starting wars without me?" He asked with a grin, which made Drake chuckle. Same old Damien. Drake noted he had debris in his hair. He must've helped them out. Drake thought.

"Did you guys handle Eoin?" Jura asked. Ultear sighed, nudging Damien.

"Let's just say he isn't a problem anymore" She told Jura, who nodded. An explosion racked the guildhall again, and Drake perked up.

"Gray and Juvia" He spoke up. "And it appears Lennix doesn't play around.

"Are they okay?" Ultear asked worriedly.

"They sure as hell won't be after that"

Little shorter than I would've liked, but still, bit by bit, right? Remember to leave a review!