Gotta get them chapters out. I've been slowly down production of this story every year. First year was like 150 some chapters, next year was 100 give or take, but we're almost halfway through 2017 and I've posted like twenty. Then again I do feel as though the quality is much better. Is it?

Enjoy!

Once Nashi left her room, she made her way to the door nearest to her and pried it open. She rushed inside, only to find that it was frowned and whirled around in a circle a few times, making sure she wasn't losing her mind.

"What the hell's going on?" Nashi asked aloud. "Where is everyone?"

"My guess? We were moved in our sleep. The Olympians know we're stronger together, so they separated everyone."

END's guess sounded spot on. The other were probably somewhere else in Mount Olympus, and know they all had to fight their way out.

Or up.

Nashi lowered her gaze slightly as she left the room and walked down the hallway. She and END had decided that running was not an option. They had to stop The Olympians, and they had to do it now. If they ran they'd just be putting their friends and family in danger again, and Nashi wasn't willing to do that. So that left defeating The Olympians here and now.

Nashi wasn't a fool, either. She knew from basic math that if the others were to help her, they'd still be five people short of an even match. Even then she wasn't sure that they held up against The Olympians. Their magic was powerful sure, but Nashi couldn't shake the weird feeling she'd gotten from them. Was it because she wasn't accustomed to feeling magic power so high, or did they have some kind of secret Nashi didn't know about?

Her train of that was cut short as she heard the sound of feet slamming against the hard floor, running in her direction. It was way to many people to be any of her friends, so she tensed up and waited. Soon enough, a group of fifteen or so men dressed in what appeared to be darkened steel armour not blocked her path.

"Stop where you are!" The one in front shouted. "Don't make this any harder for yourself!"

"Huh?" Nashi asked. "Odd. I was about to tell you guys the same thing." This seemed to confuse the group of underlings, so much so that a few lowered their weapons slightly.

"What?" The front one asked. Nashi held up a hand, and a fireball danced across her fingers.

"That metal you're wearing may protect you from physical attacks," Nashi said, glowering at them. "But will it withstand the heat of my flames? I don't think it will." Her words seemed to scare the men slightly, as a few began to back up. "What would be better? Running and surviving, or being encased in that flimsy metal as my fire cooks you alive?"

Nashi felt pretty bad threatening to kill them, but she wasn't in the mood to be playing around with underlings. Despite her threats, the man smirked.

"I don't think so," he said. "This armour was crafted my Hephaestus himself. Your pathetic flames can't melt this armour!" Nashi smirked back.

"Who said I was trying to melt it?" She asked. "I said I'd cook you. And I guarantee I'm hot enough to do that." A lot of the soldiers still seemed unsure, but others seemed ready to fight her, which would only slow her down. She didn't want to waste her magic power on these nameless grunts, but if they refused to get out of her way she really didn't feel as though she had an option.

And that point came to pass as a group of three of them rushed her, weapons drawn. Nashi rolled her eyes and raised a hand, preparing to blast them. As she charged up her blast, Nashi remembered that her power was currently unchecked because of her Second Origin.

She jumped in surprise as a massive gout of flames erupted from her palm, engulfing the ones who'd rushed at her. She stopped herself fairly early on, and she watched the flames die away with the soldiers who'd stayed back. Soon enough the three soldiers appeared as they writhed in pain, armour glowing bright red.

"Told you," Nashi said, doing her best to not look at the three men. She felt bad even hearing them cry out. "Now, who wants to cooperate and tell me where I can find Zeus?" The men remained silent, but they were clearly being defensive. Eventually the lead one sighed.

"His office is at the peak of the mountain he said. You can find a way up behind us a ways."

"Thank you," Nashi replied. "Was that hard?" She got no response, so she decided to move on and keep going down the hallway. She ignored the group of men who backed away from her, and made her way towards where they'd come from.

She hadn't gotten more than twenty feet from them when another set of feet began to walk towards her. She paused and watched as a large man walked towards her, glass of wine in hand. He was wearing what looked like a toga, with more modern clothes beneath it. It looked like a bad mishmash of different eras.

"I suppose you really can't trust the underlings with menial tasks, huh?" He asked, taking a sip from the glass. Nashi tensed up as he did so. She'd seen him in the meeting the day before, so she was preparing to fight.

"Which Olympian are you?" She demanded. He took a deep sip from his cup and regarded her slowly.

"I go by Dionysus," He said. "The God of Wine." Nashi knew that he was an Olympian and probably strong, but she honestly had no idea what God of Wine was supposed to mean for her. Was it good or bad?

"So what's your magic, then?" Nashi demanded. "Are you gonna drink me under the table or something?" Dionysus seemed to think this was funny, as he chuckled before taking another sip.

"I suppose that would defeat you as well," he said. "You appear to be a lightweight." Nashi already knew that. Reyna had out drank her enough times for her to know that. "But no, that is not what I'm known for."

"Than how about you stop wasting my time?" Nashi demanded. She wasn't in the mood for jokes. Dionysus sighed.

"Fine," he said. "I apologise, but your story will end here."

Drake pressed himself up into the corner of his room, and waited as he heard soldiers piling up outside. He hadn't been able to bust his way out before getting surrounded, so he decided he'd lay in wait rather than go head to head with the enemy.

Drake watched as the door finally opened, and about fifteen or so men bunched inside. He grinned at this.

Perfect.

Being as quiet as possible, Drake began to secrete poison through his mouth. He watched the misty substance drift down onto his enemies, and it began to affect them immediately. He watched as they collapsed one by one, succumbing to his poisons ruining their body. Once they'd all fallen victim to him, he jumped off the all and landed softly nest to them, and walked out the door. Drake closed the door behind him softly, and used his sound magic as quick as possible.

Drake mapped out the surrounding area in his head, and was quite impressed by what he saw. The entirety of the mountain had series of complex mechanisms hidden just below the surface he walked on, which was probably how The Olympians had managed to split them all up so easily. After doing a little more mapping, he found the others all wondering around. From what he could tell Nashi was the closest to him, but he'd still have to spend a fair amount of time walking to reach her.

BOOM!

Before Drake could decide what to do, an explosion rang inside his head, and he collapsed to the side in agony. His head was spinning and his vision had gone blurry.

He hadn't been attacked, he'd been listening when Nashi launched an attack. And he'd paid for it in full.

"I am so giving her an earful of her own for that..." He hissed, clutching his ears in pain. He barely even heard his own voice, which wasn't a good sign. After struggling to his feet, Drake walked down the hallways slowly, stumbling as a massive headache pounded against his head. Even thinking hurt, which made him angrier as time went on.

"...ey!" Drake made a face at this and perked up. Had someone said something to him? "H...! Hey...Hey!" The person finally yelled loud enough for Drake to hear them, so he turned in confusion to find a group of soldiers standing there, watching him.

"Where the hell do you guys keep coming from?" He demanded, still barely able to hear a thing.

"Are you gonna make this hard on yourself?" One of them asked. Drake rolled his eyes.

"If you want to fight me, I'd advise against it." He said. "I've already dispatched a group sent after me. They're currently out cold in the room you lot locked me in."

"Are orders were to take down any and all Fairy Tail members we come across!" Another one of them shouted. "And that's what we'll do! So are you going to struggle or what?"

"Oh just shut the hell up," Drake hissed, rubbing his temples. "I've got a massive headache, so stop yelling." The men didn't reply to this, but Drake didn't really care. Their shouting had caused his headache to worsen, and his temper as well.

Luckily he could still hear enough to know he was being rushed. Collapsing to the ground, Drake dodged a stab from one of them and started once again to secrete poison. He wasn't in any shape to fight these guys, so he was lucky that his poison had gotten so much deadlier from Second Origin. Watching as the soldiers began to collapse, Drake got back to his feet and rubbed his head again.

"Jeez...I don't suppose you guys have any headache meds anywhere..."

Something was wrong. That couldn't be it.

And yet, Dionysus wasn't moving a muscle after Nashi had struck him down. She watched his carefully, looking out for any trap he may be trying to lay. And yet he barely moved, glass of wine spilled all around him. Walking up slowly, Nashi looked down at the man to see if e was unconscious. She slapped his face a few times, which made his eyes flutter open and look at her.

"...So...Strong..." He hissed. Nashi glowered at him.

"Zeus," she said. "Where is he? At his office?" Dionysus took a moment, blinking at her.

"Strong..." He murmured again. Nashi rolled her eyes. She didn't have time to listen to Dionysus and his rambling, so she stood back up and looked towards the shocked soldiers, who had watched the fight, or scuffle. She wasn't sure she could classify what she'd just witnessed as a fight.

"You," she said. "You said his office was at the peak of the mountain, right?" The soldiers only nodded fearfully, so Nashi turned on her heel and began to walk away. After a few steps, she paused and looked over her shoulder at Dionysus. The man was struggling to stand, and it sounded like he was still murmuring to himself.

"I told you," END said in Nashi's head. "I said we'd be fine. Together we are strong. They are weak."

"...Yeah," Nashi agreed, turning back around and walking away. "We are."

"Now we find Zeus, correct?" Nashi nodded.

"Yeah. We're going right to the top of this mountain and cutting of the head of this whole operation."

"At this rate, it's more akin to stepping on an ant."

The soldiers watched the girl walk away in awe, unsure that they'd really just seen that happen. That in only three short and decisive blows, that guild wizard had taken down Dionysus.

"This has got to be some kind of joke..." One of them whispered. "She's a monster!" Together the men got up and walked towards Dionysus, who was still struggling.

"Master Dionysus!" One shouted. "Are you okay? What happened back there?!" The drinker stayed quiet, and trembled even more violently.

"Strong..." He hissed. "I...am Dionysus...God of...W-Wine..." The soldiers watched in confusion as Dionysus rambled. "That would...Defeat you...Light...weight..."

The men watched in horror. They'd never seen anything like it. Dionysus shook violently for a few more seconds before the light, quite literally, left his eyes. His whole body went limp, and he hunched over, still as any other corpse.

"...What the fuck was that?" One of them whispered.

"It's like his whole body shut down right in front of us..."

"These people are insane!" The soldiers collectively looked down the hall where the girl had disappeared too. None knew what they were to do now, but none of were keen on finding her again.

Hades grinned as he walked through the hallowed halls of Mount Olympus. He knew that their success was leaning on his plan being successful, but he knew it would work. He knew that they couldn't resist the bait.

"After all," he said, chuckling. "They should be getting a false wind of hope or two by now. Isn't that right, Hephaestus?" Hades turned and looked at the shorter, older man who had been tailing him. The mechanism over the mans eye zoomed in on Hades.

"This'd better work," he said. Hades crossed his arms.

"Trust me," he said. "It's all going fine. At least, little Nashi thinks it is."

One of these days I'll stop apologising for shorter chapters. not today though. Sorry. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed, leave a review! Let's try to get five!

Chapter 277: Rising Sun