The Demon Eyes of Fairy Tail

by Michael Shadow

Itachi is given a second chance at life for an unknown reason. He is sent to Earthland where he ends up in the tower of heaven, meeting a certain little red haired girl that becomes his little sister. Join them on their adventures with the Fairy Tail guild. Rated M just in case. I don't own Naruto or Fairy Tail.

56. Brothers in Arms!

Chapter 55: Brothers in Arms!

Two friends, two rivals, hot and cold. The icy stare of Gray Fullbuster stared down his longtime childhood friend and rival, Natsu Dragneel who's eyes burned with fiery anger. Gray's body unleashed a chilling cold aura, along with icy blue flames from his sheer aura, the fiery aura taking shape of horns at the top of Gray's head. Gray's third Demon eye pulsated with great power as he stared down Natsu.

Natsu with his demonic claws of darkness, and the dragon scales growing across his body. Natsu's right eye having turned black, with his pupil blood red as he growled like a feral beast. Both their bodies, covered in black demonic markings. Gray with his Devil Force form, and Natsu with his Partially transformed E.N.D state.

Gray took in a deep breath, as the conflicting emotions within him were bubbling up. First thing Gray did, was not to address Natsu, no, instead he addressed his girlfriend Juvia who stood behind him. "Juvia… Stay back. This is going to get dangerous."

"B-But Gray-sama… Natsu-san is-" Knowing what she was about to say, that Natsu was their friend and needed their help. Gray quickly silenced her.

"I know… I will handle it." With his newly acquired form, Gray felt like he could do anything. Even put down Natsu if it was to come to it.

"Get out of my way…!" Natsu snarled, his eyes focused solely on the guildhall resting atop of a spiky rock formation that looked like a tower in the distance. "Zeref! I will kill Zeref! Must! Kill Zeref!"

"…" Gray clenched his fists, remembering what Invel had said. What would he do? Would he let Natsu run loose with the danger of E.N.D taking fully over? Or would he kill his friend out of mercy? Gray also recalled how all of Zeref's Demon's had a strong urge to return to Zeref, in order to kill their creator. That was all Etherious Demons one singular purpose in life. And Natsu, fully showed killing intent towards the Black Wizard. "Shut up…" Gray mumbled out to Natsu, shaking and clenching his fists hard enough to draw out blood. As Natsu only continued to ramble on about killing Zeref.

"Kill Zeref! I will kill Zeref! Zeref!" Natsu fully ignored Gray's words and presence, almost like he was possessed.

"Shut up!" Gray grinded his teeth, feeling his eyes grow watery as a pained expression struck his face.

"Kill Zeref! I am E.N.D! Master of Tartaros! I will kill Zeref!" Natsu roared out like a wild feral beast, throwing his fiery claws back to cut down Gray who was standing in the way of his one true purpose in life.

"Shut the hell up!" Gray shouted as tears streamed down his face, as he threw his arm back and jumped to attack Natsu with a powerful cold blast. The clash of blackened fire, and a blast of violet colored ice exploded into a giant tower of frozen fire.

Both combatants were knocked back, and both let out a battle cry as they rushed at each other. Throwing heavy hits into each other, Natsu and Gray slugged each other across the face. Gray's punch chipped Natsu's tooth, and Natsu's punch burnt and busted Gray's lip. Natsu spat out a piece of his tooth, as it also grew back. And Gray healed from his injuries.

A blazing surge of heat gathered at Natsu's fist, as he reeled his dominant arm back to launch a destructive wave of black fire. "Hellfire Cannon Arm!" Natsu threw his fiery coated punch, unleashing a giant blast wave of black flames.

"Ice Devil: Rampart!" Forming a protective barrier of ice, the colliding flames hit it like a freight train, as the flames went around the barrier and Gray. "Ice Devil: Devil King's Spear!" Thrusting his arm forward, Gray created a giant pitchfork made out of ice that clashed into Natsu and dragged him high into the heavens. Gray grabbed onto the giant pitchfork, and lifted it up as he proceeded to smack Natsu crashing into the ground with it. With Natsu pinned down, Gray inhaled his breath. "Ice Devil: Rage!" Unleashing a destructive ice breath attack, the blast hit Natsu dead center and created a large explosion of ice storm.

Ice shards flying all around as Gray stared into the giant cloud of snow before him, with powerful surges of wind from the explosion blowing his silver snow colored hair in the wind. The cloud of snow was blown away, as Natsu flew out like a rocket. His body covered in wounds, with his skin pretty much torn apart leaving patchy pieces of his flesh exposed. Natsu's wounds however healed, as the demonic darkness of E.N.D washed over his body.

With a feral roar, Natsu unleashed a breath attack of black fire mixed with regular fire into Gray. The fire clashed into Gray, who attempted to hold it off with his bare hands. Gray grunted, as the flames pushed him back, causing his feet to drag up the ground beneath him. Gray with a war cry, dispelled Natsu's breath attack with a twist of his arms barehanded.

Natsu however came in like a fiery missile, his entire body coated in black fire as he flew at Gray. Gray and Natsu locked their hands together trying to push the other back, and glared daggers into each other's eyes. Both unleashing a mighty battle cry, as the battlefield around them was frozen over and burnt a hundred times over.

The battle roar of two friends, turned into the loud frightening roar of a dragon. As Acnologia and Madara descended down onto the battlefield. Immediately striking terror in the hearts of anyone that saw. Madara cackled from on top of Acnologia's head, with a maddening smirk on his face he called out. "Bring me Fairy Heart!" Acnologia's body was then coated with the blue fiery armor of Madara's Perfect Susano'o, and the Dragon King roared once more. It's roar tearing through the landscape, blowing away any surrounding knight or mage.

The arrival of the Dragon King had all the mages petrified. "A-Acnologia! R-Run away!" Mages quickly began scattering away from the scene, not wanting the Dragon King to erase them on the spot. Not to mention, the man who was riding atop of the Dragon King, treating him like a dog on a leash, struck both wonder and fear into their hearts. The maddening smirk of Madara Uchiha left everyone with a sense of dread.

"Do not run!" A booming strong voice came from the crowd, and rising out from the crowd was the golden glowing back of Makarov Dreyar. Growing into his giant form to match the monstrous Acnologia in size. "Even if all you can do is throw a stone, you must fight back! Don't give up!"

Madara gave a taunting smirk at the old man. "Heh, such bravado for an old man with a foot in the grave." Madara's senses were suddenly on high alert, as thunder began striking down around them even though there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. Looking up, Madara saw a lightning bolt coming raining down at him, and within the bolt was Laxus Dreyar. The grandson of Makarov dealt a lightning enhanced drop kick onto the Ghost of the Uchiha.

"Where do you get off calling gramps an old man? You are older than him, aren't you? Super geezer." Laxus glared down on Madara, his yellow flickering lightning turning blood red, yellow dragon scales growing around Laxus' face and torso, his eyes turning bright lime green. His blond hair growing in length looking wilder, growing down around his neck and chops, looking like a majestic mane. With dragon horns growing out from the top of his head. "Red Lightning Dragon King Mode." Laxus vanished in a red flash, as he dealt a second spin kick into the top of Acnologia's head, cracking the blue Susano'o armor cloaking the Dragon King.

"Dragon… Slayer…" Acnologia growled, his blood lust increasing with Laxus' presence. The fact that Laxus' kick had not only cracked the Susano'o armor on Acnologia, but also made the Dragon King slightly buckle under pressure. Was enough for Acnologia to acknowledge Laxus as an opponent worthy of slaying.

"Yeah, that's right." Laxus frowned down on Acnologia, lightning flickering around his dominant hand as he bawled it into a fist. "Raging Blood Bolt!" A red lightning bolt came crashing down, breaking through the Susano'o armor and electrocuting Acnologia as it burnt through his black scales.

"Ho? That's some impressive fire power." Madara stood there calmly with his arms crossed, looking at Laxus with mild interest. "Is that it? You won't be able to kill Acnologia with that alone, you know?" Laxus turned to glare at Madara with his eyes glowing like that of a fierce beast. Madara only chuckled at the sight. "Nice, I like that wild look in your eye. You are stronger than the average Spriggan Twelve, but still… I can tell you are not as strong as August, Irene or Larcade. But I guess you might be a fun dance partner… at least for a little while."

"Heh, if you are trying to mock me that won't work… After all I know already…" Laxus stood tall, his muscles swelling with great power as red lightning exploded around his aura. "… that I am weak. But I won't let you mess with my family."

Seeing the sudden burst of Laxus' aura, Madara looked with slightly more interest. "Hmm, maybe you are as strong as Larcade after all? Still, such a naïve and pure heart you have… if you think yourself to be weak, you must be very humble. Still… such naivety is a weakness… I disgust weakness. Only thing I disgust more is a weak Senju."

Two figures leapt up to the sky, and came crashing down onto Acnologia's back, one of them swinging down a giant black steeled saw-like blade onto Madara. Madara caught the blade with one hand, and snapped it in half. "Weakness disgusts you? Well, when we're done with you, I will show your weakness in the reflection of my iron." Gajeel and Wendy had arrived at the scene. Being the only other present Dragon Slayers, they had to jump in and attack Acnologia and Madara.

Gajeel's body covered in black steel cladded armor, his arms and legs covered in rough sharp iron scales. And his body emitting shadows and a greenish aura. "Black Steel Dragon King Mode."

Then there was Wendy, her blue hair turning pink and rising into the air as her body was surrounded with intense wind. Her grown eyes turning pinkish red. "Dragon Force!"

"…" Madara looked with a stoic face, eyeing both Gajeel and Wendy briefly. Gajeel's will was like the steel surrounding his body, firm and strong. Despite having barley surpassed Bloodman, and reached the level of someone like Invel. Gajeel seemed to believe he had a fighting chance in this fight, which baffled Madara. Then there was Wendy, despite that cute brave face of hers, her legs were shaking. A proper response for a child standing before the Ghost of the Uchiha. "Well, I will at least give you all this… Standing here facing me and Acnologia like this. You will die braver than most."

"I'm not out of this fight either!" Makarov's booming voice reached Madara's ears, as he stood face to face with Acnologia. "Alright you brats! Let us show these clowns the spirit of Fairy Tail!"

A swift explosive shockwave rang through the battlefield, several imperial Knights cried out in pain as they were blown away by the might of Titania Erza Scarlet. "No matter who stands in my way! I will carve our path towards our guild!"

"Hmm, very well. Acnologia here is already riled up enough to fight, with all these Dragon Slayers around his bloodlust is reaching its peak here. If you add my taunting voice which I know he hates…" Madara playfully tapped his foot onto Acnologia's back, causing the Dragon to snarl in anger. "I guess we'll dance with you lot for a bit." Madara finished as his eyes flashed purple with the glow of his Rinnegan.

The combatants all stared each other down, while unleashing a lot of pressure from their auras. Gajeel glowing dark green, Laxus radiating blood red and gold, Makarov radiating a pure golden aura, Wendy glowing in a light shade of blue, and Erza's aura vibrating in an intense scarlet red.

"Hmm, this aura… feels like that woman…" Acnologia snarled as he was reminded on the Spriggan Twelve member, Irene. Acnologia snarled as his aura was black and twisted with traces of dark blue. Madara radiated the color of his dark blue chakra, giving a taunting smirk at his dance partners.

As a pebble fell from a rocky mountain, and hit the ground, the battle started. Laxus quickly backflipping towards the top of Acnologia's head, as he dealt a swift red lightning infused dropkick. "Stay down you oversized lizard!" Laxus snarled, he wouldn't be as helpless as he was back on Tenrou Island.

"Attaboy Laxus!" Makarov used his giant size to grab Acnologia in a headlock, wrestling with the giant black Dragon as Laxus continued to deal a series of attacks to the Dragon's back. Acnologia with a ferocious roar shook Makarov to his core, almost forcing the old man to ease up his hold. Then Acnologia by merely opening up his jaw dealt a devastating blow to Makarov's solar plexus and hoisted the old man high up into the air.

It wasn't long until Makarov was the one pinned down by Acnologia, the black Dragon roared in the old man's face as his claws sunk in and dug into Makarov's chest drawing out blood. Makarov screamed back into Acnologia's face. It wouldn't be long until the black Dragon would have his claws around Makarov's still beating heart. "Hang on gramps!" Laxus jumped down to the ground before Acnologia and Makarov, charging an intense amount of red lightning around his legs causing his muscles to swell up. "Red Lightning Dragon King: Sonic Strike!" Vanishing with a sonic boom, Laxus shot up at light speed and dealt a powerful upper cut to Acnologia's jaw pushing the black Dragon off of Makarov.

Makarov panted out of breath already, as he shrunk back down. His chest nearly caved in, and his flesh dug up by Acnologia's claw. "Laxus…" Makarov mumbled as he watched Laxus deal a series of light speed sonic booming strikes into Acnologia, actually forcing the Dragon back a few steps. The roaring thunder, topped with Acnologia's dragon roar actually made this resemble a battle between two beasts.

However, it was too good to be true, as Laxus was smashed down to the ground by a downward swing from Acnologia's tail swatting him away like an annoying fly. Laxus however, would not yield. Even as blood started pouring down from fresh cuts on his body. "Not yet! I am not done yet!" The skies turned cloudy, as blood red lightning actually rained down from the heavens, and Laxus inhaled all of the red lightning into his mouth. "Red Lightning Dragon King: Sonic Thundering Roar!"

A loud BOOM! Went off like gunfire, as Laxus unleashed a powerful wave of red lightning blasting into the shape of a beam into Acnologia. The Dragon King roared as he was pushed back by the beam. The beam from Laxus alone, was three times more powerful than any blast the likes of Gildarts could produce. And it was enough to make Acnologia bend the knee, if even for a short while.

The Dragon King suddenly swallowed up the force of Laxus's blast, much to the Dragon Slayer's shock. "Strong… Had I been that fire Dragon, you might have stood a chance! Too bad for you, I am the Dragon King! And I will slay you Dragon Slayers!" Acnologia unleashed a pure Dragon roar, tearing up the entire landscape, as well as blowing Laxus down to be buried underneath rubble. It became painfully clear, Acnologia was holding back against Laxus. Laxus still shot out from the rubble, rotating his sore neck around as he went back into the attack on Acnologia.

"Laxus! Ugh!" Makarov tried to stand up and support his grandson, but was quickly brought back down by a sharp shooting pain in his chest.

"Lay still, fool." Looming over Makarov, was the sour face of the guild's healer, Porlyusica. She had put some healing ointment on Makarov's chest, as well as some medicinal leaves to act as a bandage.

"Porlyusica…" Makarov gasped, and did as he was told. He laid still while Porlyusica held a magic item to utilize her healing powers. "Just like the old days, huh?" Makarov lightly cracked a smile, as he reminisced of his younger days with his own team. Yajima, Rob, Bob, Goldmine, and of course Porlyusica. "Come to think of it… we're all that's left of our old team, aren't we?"

"…" Porlyusica didn't say anything back, she merely furrowed her brow in remorse. She didn't openly admit it, but she missed everyone of their old team. But Makarov could tell, as he smiled.

"Let's not get teary eyed now… We still have a job to do. To protect these kids." Makarov chuckled, it was like he and Porlyusica were the parental figures of the guild. "We're quite the dysfunctional parents, huh?"

"Oh, shut it. I never could stand your sense of humor." Porlyusica glared down at Makarov, who only lightly chuckled.

"Well, I suppose that is the reason we didn't get hitched in the end… But those few times we had, we're magical." Makarov dryly chuckled, but was quickly smacked upside the head by Porlyusica.

"Trust me… those times it was mostly all the ale we drank." Porlyusica lightly smiled back at Makarov. "Besides… these kids don't need an old geezer like you protecting them anymore. They are far stronger than our generation ever was." Porlyusica pointed out, as she looked to Makarov's grandson Laxus fighting Acnologia. And little Wendy who along with Gajeel and Erza faced down Madara.

"Heh, I suppose that is true… Laxus, reminds me so much of myself when I was his age… It makes me wonder, was Ivan like that as well? Makes this old man wish he could go back in time, and smack his younger self and tell him to pay more attention to his own son. Makes me wish, that I knew and understood Ivan more… Maybe, I could have saved him from the path he ended up on. Maybe he would still be alive to see how strong Laxus has become. But I left things too late…" Makarov sighed at the memory of his deceased son.

"… You certainly could have been a better father to Ivan. There is no question there. And you might not have been the best… but you certainly have been a great role model for young Laxus and the rest of the kids in the guild. You are right, Laxus is a lot like you… A strong hotheaded fool." Porlyusica while looking at Laxus, was brought back to a time in their younger days when Makarov would face monsters with equal enthusiasm. Porlyusica grew a gentle smile on her face. "But I can tell… Laxus is also far humbler than you were at his age. He won't make the same mistakes you did."

Makarov chuckled in agreement. "For his sake, he better. Or I will haunt that boy from the grave." Makarov got back up to his feet, ready to continue fighting. This war had brought him a lot, a reunion with his own father who he had hardly known. Given him time to reflect on his own failed parenting to Ivan. And view his success in parenting Laxus, Itachi, Erza, Natsu and the rest of the guild.

Erza rushed at Madara from the front, while both Gajeel and Wendy flanked Madara at his sides. "Heh…" Madara welcomed the challenge with a confident grin, as he quickly leapt over the slash of Erza's sword and dealt a kick to her chin that launched her off her feet. Placing his dominant hand onto the ground, Madara spun around with his legs stretched out to the side to deal spinning kicks onto Gajeel and Wendy. "All brawn, no skill or technique. You wizards are a disappointing bunch."

"Requip! Flight Armor!" Erza changed into a light parted armor with cheetah like patterns, and her speed grew tenfold as she rushed at Madara with dual wielded blades. Aiming low at his legs, Erza hacked and slashed her blades at the Ghost of the Uchiha.

Madara kept his eyes fully focused, dodging and weaving each strike with minimal effort. Like he could feel them coming a mile away. "You have speed… and great swordsmanship. Hmm, unlike most wizards. You might actually be fun to dance with." Madara stomped his boot down, locking one of Erza's blades against the ground, as with his other foot he kicked Erza across the face.

Both Wendy and Gajeel leapt back up their feet, Gajeel standing at Madara's right and Wendy at his left. Both puffed their cheeks as they unleashed a mighty breath attack. "Sky Dragon: Roar!" "Black Steel Dragon King: Shredding Roar!" Madara looked at the incoming storm wind twister, and the twisting waves of black steel shredding blades.

Madara crossed his arms, holding his hands out to the side as he widened his eyes. Madara's long black hair flew upwards with the wind as he called out. "Shinra Tensei!" Unleashing a mighty gravitational push, Madara dissolved both breath attacks and launched both Dragon Slayers flying backwards.

Madara then quickly flashed a series of hand seals at light speed, as he puffed his own cheeks. "Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!" A large wave of fire erupted from Madara's lips, as he created a gigantic wall of charging flames coming at Erza, Gajeel and Wendy.

"Requip: Flame Empress Armor!" Erza quickly changed her armor, and used her fire blade to slash the fire wall in half. Erza's armor also lessening the damage she took from Madara's powerful fire style jutsu. Still, the entire battleground was left as a smoking charred crater, as Madara's now divided jutsu had burnt the whole area around them.

"Ho?" Madara hummed with some intrigue, as he extended his arm out. "Bansho Ten'in!" Erza was suddenly lifted up into the air, and pulled in towards Madara. Erza acted quick, and threw a scythe with a chain attached to it behind her, the blade lodged into the rocky surface as she held onto the chains for dear life. "Quite the grip strength you got there." Madara smiled as he increased the force of the gravitational pull, yanking the scythe out from the ground, as Erza flew towards Madara.

Madara quickly dealt a powerful palm strike into Erza's core. Disrupting every feeling Erza had in her body, as the air was knocked out from her body causing her to gasp and whimper. "Chibaku Tensei!" A black sphere of energy formed itself in front of Erza's stomach, as she was pushed into the heavens above. With a series of molten rocks being dragged into the air and gathering themselves around her starting to take the shape of a miniature moon.

"Erza!" Wendy quickly used her enchantment skills to boost up Erza's durability, her strength, her magic power, everything she could think off. This however, earned her a look from Madara.

"I see…" Madara then quickly formed the upper body version of his blue Susano'o, the spectral warrior forming a series of belts filled with rotating Yasaka beads. "Yasaka Magatama Belts!" Madara's Susano'o threw them like shuriken projectiles at the growing miniature moon that was forming around Erza, and once they hit it created a powerful bright flash bomb. The shockwave rocked the battlefield, as the explosion tore through nearly everything, even pushing Acnologia down to the ground for a bit.

As the light died down, Wendy gasped in shock seeing no sign of the miniature moon that surrounded Erza. In fact, there was no sign of Erza herself anywhere. "Erza!" Wendy called out in terror. But then Wendy flinched as she saw Madara coming into view.

Madara's cold Rinnegan eye turned to look at Wendy from the side, causing her blood to run cold. "And now for you… Enchanter." Madara knew that Wendy could possibly turn into a problem, if she continued to boost up everyone's power and bodies. So, logically he had to eliminate her.

"The hell you are!" Gajeel jumped in, his dominant arm turning into a long black steeled blade. "Dragon Slayer Secret Art! Black Steel Dragon King's Heavenly Sword!" The move Gajeel had used to kill Bloodman, the blade was coated in his bright green aura as he aimed to cut Madara and any attack he had down.

Madara smirked at Gajeel and his giant steel blade. "Futile." Madara charged back at Gajeel, despite the intense speed of Gajeel's attack Madara easily saw it coming and dodged. Madara pushed Gajeel's dominant blade arm to the side, and thrusted his open palm into Gajeel's chest. "Shinra Tensei!" With a heavy open palm strike dealt to Gajeel's chest, Madara broke through the blackened iron steel armor. Following a mighty gravitational push that tore off Gajeel's Dragon scaled iron armor, whilst launching Gajeel flying. Shards of the blackened steel flying around them, Madara's own face reflecting in them as he gleamed with a vicious smirk. Gajeel was knocked off his feet and flew several feet, rolling into the scorched earth left by Madara's fire jutsu.

Madara grabbed onto one of the black steel iron shards, and stomped his foot onto Gajeel's chest. "Arghhh!" Gajeel cried out as blood erupted from his lips. Gajeel was like a trapped animal, trying to wiggle out from underneath Madara's foot.

"I'm confused… What were you going to show me reflected through your iron?" Madara removed his foot from Gajeel's chest, and reached down to grab him by the throat. Madara lifted Gajeel up into the air, strangling the life out of the Iron Dragon Slayer while holding the piece of iron shard close to Gajeel's face. "Was it my weakness you said? Because from where I am standing… you should do some reflecting on your weakness." Madara slightly turned the iron shard so that Gajeel could see his own reflection in it.

With a deep chuckle, Madara dragged the iron shard down across Gajeel's face. Gajeel groaned and held back his cries, as the blade cut into his skin. Madara having infused it with his own chakra for good measure. "That's going to leave a scar… If you somehow survive all this. It can serve as a permeant reminder. Of just how weak you are." Gajeel grinded his teeth, as he glared at Madara. "Heh, but I shall do you a favor and save you from that embarrassment…" Madara reeled his arm back, about to punch a hole through Gajeel's chest to end his life.

"Sky Dragon: Roar!" Mighty wind currents swopped down, catching Madara dead center. Gajeel fell to the ground, coughing as he tried to regain his breath. Little Wendy had jumped in to save him, her little nimble body moving along with the strong wind current in flashes. The little Dragon Slayer threw a heavy punch with her tiny fist, tearing through the storming wind current, but was nothing before Madara.

Madara had hardly moved three feet from Wendy's attack, and caught her fist with ease. "Such a brave child." Madara complimented as he swung Wendy into the air like a ragdoll before body slamming her hard against the ground causing it to sink into a small crater.

Wendy cried out in pain, as blood erupted out from her mouth as a result of a punctured lung. "Wendy!" Gajeel cried out, forcing himself to his feet he reeled his fist back and transformed it into an iron pillar. The iron pillar was thrown at Madara, but the Ghost of the Uchiha merely dealt and upwards kick to the iron pillar hoisting it high into the air and beyond the skies. Whilst also causing Gajeel to fall over backwards.

Wendy tried to stand, only for Madara to kick her back down. "Wendy!" Carla tried to fly in to assist her best friend, only for Madara's aura itself creating a powerful push that launched Carla far back.

"Carla!" Wendy reached out towards her best friend, but her arm was quickly pinned down as Madara stepped on it. Wendy cried out in pain, the bone in her arm broke in a loud snap.

"This is the price of war… Even children are not free from its brutality. It truly is a shame, for you to go through such hell child." Madara said as a black rod grew out from the palm of his hand. "You have such a ferocious resolve. An admirable quality in a warrior. Pity your story ends here…"

Wendy didn't give up, as she let out a mighty war cry causing a giant tornado twister to form around them. Madara grunted with mild annoyance, as the wind lifted him off his feet. "Sky Dragon: Roar!" Wendy went in for a second breath attack. The blast hit Madara dead center and launched him further into the air.

Wendy groaned as she tried to stand up, her body slowly healing as she used the powers of her Dragon Force. She couldn't heal fast enough though, as the giant wind tornado twister caught ablaze as Madara launched another fire jutsu. The flames burnt strong and swallowed up little Wendy who cried out in agony.

"Wendy…" Carla whispered as she was being healed by Porlyusica. The guild's healer looking with a frustrated look on her face, as she glanced over in the direction of the giant fire twister.

"Miss Grandeeney!" The memory of a happy and chipper little Wendy thanking her, after learning Porlyusica was the Edolas version of her Dragon foster parent. The old hermit woman grinded her teeth in frustration.

The flame twister dissolved, and Madara fully unscratched with his first stage of Demon markings out and visible in a flame like pattern on his face. Madara floated down to the ground, landing before the injured and burnt Wendy who had been knocked out from her Dragon Force form. "A valiant struggle, child. Once I obtain Fairy Heart all will be well… You can even live a normal peaceful life again. Take that as consolation on your way to the afterlife." Madara took a leap and thrusted the black chakra rod like a sword at Wendy.

Clashing metal rang, as Erza sprang into action clashing her blade against Madara's black chakra rod. Blood ran down over Erza's face, and her gaze of fury could pierce through any man's soul and terrify them beyond belief. But Madara Uchiha was no mere man. "Back for more, eh?" Madara taunted, he could tell despite Erza valiantly pushing forward. She had a few broken ribs, a fractured femur, and burns and bruises covering her arms and legs.

"I will never yield to anyone! Man, or Demon!" Erza summoned a second sword and slashed it at Madara, who narrowly avoided having his neck chopped as he leaned backwards.

"I am no mere Demon child… I am a Demonic God of War." Madara declared as he summoned a second chakra rod to parry with Erza's sword. Erza followed by summoning a third sword into her mouth, with a swing of her head she swung the blade cutting Madara across the bridge of his nose.

"And I am the Queen of the Fairies! Titania Erza!" Summoning a fourth and a fifth sword that she gripped onto using the toes on her feet. Erza danced around like warrior queen, her blades slashing and slicing through Madara's samurai armor, leaving the Ghost of the Uchiha stunned at the accuracy of Erza's swordsmanship.

Madara's eyes circled around Erza's form, eyeing her every move. Although amidst the storm of blades, Erza used requip to change into her Armadura Fairy armor. It's pink shining armor reflecting of glimmers of the surrounding fire. "Fairy Burst!" Thrusting all five blades at once, Erza unleashed a giant burst of green energy exploding into a giant beam.

"Shinra Tensei!" Madara quickly acted and held his dominant hand out, as he unleashed a gravitational push that dissolved Erza's attack whilst also launching Erza flying backwards. "Wood Style: Deep Forest Emergence!" Weaving his hand seals faster than the speed of light, Madara created an entire forest just to bind and restrict Erza's movement. "That's enough out of you." Madara turned back to look at young Wendy, who was trying to use recovery enchantments on Gajeel. "No chance." Madara rushed at full speed towards Wendy, aiming his chakra rod to pierce the young girl's heart, when in range Madara thrusted the black chakra blade forward.

The chakra rod hit its mark, as the sound of flesh getting punctured and torn through echoed around them. Gajeel looked up in panic, having heard it clearly with his Dragon senses, gasping in disbelief at what he saw. As did Makarov and Laxus, and most of all Wendy herself.

Erza stood stiff within her restraints, hardly able to even move a muscle as she suddenly cried out a blood curling. "NO!"

Wendy laid there petrified, as the tall looming shadow of Porlyusica stood between her and Madara. The black chakra rod stabbing through Porlyusica's torso, piercing even through her red coat, dripping wet with blood. "Porlyusica-san…" Wendy mumbled out in a broken voice.

"Quiet child…" The elderly guild healer groaned, as she grabbed onto the chakra rod trying to pull it out. Although as she did, Porlyusica froze, feeling the gaze of Madara's Rinnegan onto her. Those cold chilling eyes glancing back at her without any feeling. 'What is this? I've never felt anything like it… it's different from any type of injury, magic or curse. My body is going numb… feeling paralyzed.' Porlyusica collapsed to her knees, as Madara snapped the chakra rod in half, leaving a good chunk of it in Porlyusica's torso as she collapsed.

"Porlyusica-san!" Wendy hurried over to the guild healer, her breathing already ragged even as Wendy tried to heal her. "Hold on! I will fix you up in no time!"

"Pointless…" Madara's looming figure stood over them, as the broken chakra rod in his hand continued to expand. "These are chakra receivers loaded with my personal Sage chakra. It can even kill the immortal zombies that are the Edo Tensei and stop them from healing. They are beyond your levels of healing."

Wendy cried, as she could feel there was truth to Madara's words. She couldn't even begin to understand the workings of this Sage chakra in this black rod. Slowly pulling it out, careful not to cut any artery. Wendy suddenly felt the hand of Porlyusica grab onto her. "It doesn't matter… he already hit a vital spot."

"Porlyusica-san… No, please hang on." Tears rolled down Wendy's face, her focus fully on Porlyusica even as Madara loomed over her with a second chakra rod to stab through Wendy. Waves of golden light came swooping in, as the dwarf of a Sixth Master Makarov jumped in with an enraged look on his face.

"Old hotheaded fool…" Porlyusica weakly smiled at the sight of Makarov. "Though, that has always been the one thing I liked about you."

"Porlyusica!" Erza cried out to the woman who had given her this artificial eye. Despite her sour mood, Porlyusica had been a valued although estranged member of their family.

Makarov through gritted teeth held back the sound of cries, as he clenched his fists and glared at Madara. "You are dead meat!" Makarov snarled at the Ghost of the Uchiha, who was merely brushing off any dust Makarov's attack had gotten on his armor. "You hear me?! You are dead meat!"

"Heh, senile old man." Madara scoffed at the threat, as he leapt towards Makarov with the aim to stab him. Makarov's hand expanded into giant size, as he smashed his palm down onto the incoming Madara whilst launching a blast of light at the pinned down Madara.

Madara leapt out from the smoke of the blast, and proceeded to round house kick Makarov in the face sending him flying far back. Makarov groaned, as he grew into his giant form, his giant heels digging themselves into the earth as he came to a halt.

Meanwhile, Porlyusica held onto Wendy's hand. "Wendy… you need to use your skills… and take my place as the guild's healer. Can you do that for me?" Porlyusica struggled to speak, her mouth already filled with blood.

"I-I-I promise…" Wendy sniffled as she held tightly onto Porlyusica, when closing her eyes. Wendy felt as if she was holding her dying Dragon mother Grandeeney.

Porlyusica took one last look at the fighting Makarov, and weakly smiled. Taken far back in time to the moment of their first meeting. Freshly arrived from Edolas, Porlyusica wandered the forests of Magnolia. When suddenly she had come across a Vulcan. The damned ape talking about making her into his woman. Although the wild beast was knocked down, by a courageous young man with wild blond spiky hair.

"Ho? Looks like we saved a damsel in distress boys!" Young Makarov bellowed out laughing, causing the young Porlyusica to snarl at him in annoyance.

"Oi, she looks pissed off Maky." The young Yajima called out a word of warning as Makarov tried to approach this angry young woman.

"Oh man, this will be a riot." A young Goldmine snickered at the sight of their team captain so carelessly approached this woman who looked ready to chew his head off.

"Haha! She's a wild little lass, isn't she?!" A young Rob laughed with great enthusiasm.

"Poor little dear, she is probably spooked." Young Bob sympathized with Porlyusica.

"Don't come near me you fool!" Porlyusica shrieked at Makarov, smacking him over the head with a broom.

"Argh! What the hell?! I just saved your life!" Makarov rolled around the dirt, rubbing the sore bump on his head.

"Tch! I didn't ask you to!" Porlyusica snapped at Makarov, the two quickly butting heads.

"What was that you bitch?!" Makarov grinded his teeth in the face of Porlyusica.

"Ah, Maky you are bleeding." Yajima pointed out, as water started leaking like a fountain.

"Argh! Shit! Shit!" Makarov frantically ran around holding over his injured head. Seeing this pathetic display, Porlyusica sighed.

"Sit down, you hotheaded fool." Porlyusica commanded, and forced the shorter man to the ground. Then she began using her healing skills to tend to Makarov's injury. "There, that should do it."

"Oh… Oh… I feel a lot better." Makarov stood up, rubbing the top of his head with a look of awe. "You are good at that."

"Well… thank you, I guess. I only did it to avoid trouble with your friends should you have died from brain injury." At this Makarov and his team collectively chuckled.

"Hey, what are you doing out here anyway?" Makarov asked with a bright smile on his face, almost like he had forgotten their entire argument earlier.

"I'm lost…" Porlyusica simply replied, she had no idea where she was anyway.

"That so? Well, if you wanna come back with us to the guild. I am sure we can figure something out for ya! Get you a hot meal at least." Makarov stretched a friendly hand out.

"… I… thank you." Very tired from today's events, Porlyusica accepted this act of kindness from this bright looking young man. And from that day on, she had become a member of team Makarov. "I am Porlyusica…" The young woman introduced herself with a slight flustered expression.

"Porlyusica, huh? Well, I'm Makarov Dreyar! Member of the world's greatest guild, Fairy Tail! Pleased to meet you!" His stupid grinning face was burnt to memory, even after all these years later that stupid grin remained on his face. Even after Rob died to the slavers in the Tower of Heaven after helping Erza and Itachi to escape. Even after Yajima died during the battle against Tartaros. Even now in this war, when both Bob and Goldmine had died to the Empire. Makarov always remained strong and hard headed. With this, Makarov was the last remaining member of Team Makarov. The last thing Porlyusica saw, was the smiling face of young Makarov taking her hand. Leaving a small smile on the old crone's face, as she laid dead in the weeping Wendy's arms.

Makarov hearing the weeps of Wendy understood Porlyusica had passed. And he feared he would soon be joining her. But he wouldn't go down without a fight. Makarov roared out his anguish and pain, as he threw his giant fist down onto Madara. The Ghost of the Uchiha was slippery, and leapt away in time to avoid the punch of Makarov.

"Such pain… was that woman someone important to you?" Madara asked, although he didn't sound condescending. Almost, remorseful, as remorseful as Madara Uchiha could sound anyway.

"Damn right she was!" Makarov roared out, as he slammed his palms together while Madara backflipped onto the top of Acnologia's head. "Ho? He seems to be preparing for a final attack." Madara noted, while Acnologia snarled at how much Madara was treating him like some mere mongrel pup.

"Gramps!" Laxus soared in, charging in to aid his grandfather and attack Madara and Acnologia.

"Heh, first I will kill you, child!" Madara charged up his Susano'o, its blue fiery aura spreading around him.

"Not today you don't!" Makarov roared at the top of his lungs, his palms unleashing powerful bright rays of light. "I will erase both of you!" Makarov moved his hands around a glowing sphere of light. "I will not hesitate this time!" Makarov declared. He would not do the same mistake he did when he first came face to face with Madara during the Tartaros incident. "Fairy Law!" A bright shining light exploded around Makarov, and its reach covered the entire battlefield. Erasing any nearby Imperial soldiers in the blink of an eye. Using one of the Three Sacred Grand Fairy Spells, Makarov aimed to finish off this huge threat to his family.

However, sadly Makarov's efforts failed. The light cleared, and more than hundreds of thousands Imperial soldiers, which were 90% of the Alvarez Empire's remaining forces, had been erased from Fairy Law's light. But the burning avatar of Madara's Susano'o, shielded Madara and Acnologia both. It's armor even preventing the light of Fairy Law from reaching them. Makarov groaned and gasped in disbelief.

"Well, I will grant you this. At least you didn't hesitate." Madara commented safely within his Perfect Susano'o armor. "Now, what hope do you all have left, eh?" Madara asked with a dark and sinister snicker.

Makarov groaned in bitter defeat, but he still had hope. He had but no choice, but to but his hope onto the shoulders of the one man he believed could defeat Madara. The Seventh Master of Fairy Tail, Itachi Uchiha was all they had that could stand against the might of Madara. And currently, Itachi was engaging in battle against Madara's greatest rival, Hashirama Senju.

Having cleared away a large portion of the forest Hashirama had created with his wood style. Itachi remained airborne whilst holding onto his wife Mirajane, to avoid the nerve paralyzing pollen in the air from the blooming flowers. Acting quickly, both husband and wife reeled their dominant arms back. Itachi creating a black rotating sphere of dark energy, whilst Mirajane charged up a powerful demonic blast. "Evil Explosion!" Mirajane thrusted her dominant arm down to the center of the pollen cloud, and Itachi followed shortly after with his own blast. "Extinction Cannon." The demonic blasts clashed so hard against the rocky mountain surface bellow, clearing away all vegetation of forests and creating a huge crater.

Magic King August smiled as he merely hovered over the blast range. As for the reanimated First Hokage, Hashirama. The God of Shinobi had formed multiple Rashomon Gates around himself to protect himself from the blast. The explosive power of the blasts had blown away the surrounding pollen, making it safe for Itachi and Mirajane to land.

The Rashomon Gates around Hashirama vanished in a puff of smoke, the clanking sounds of Hashirama's armor echoed from within the smoke. As the God of Shinobi stepped out to face Itachi. The young Uchiha was carefully eyeing the First Hokage, trying to see if Hashirama had attempted to create some kind of wood clone to deceive him. Itachi's Partially Transformed E-state radiated with dark power, that sent a chilling cold sensation throughout the air around them.

"Ho? I see…" Hashirama mumbled to himself as he eyed Itachi's form. "That is not chakra…" Hashirama mumbled to himself, as a tiny sprout of a plant had grown out from right before Itachi's foot, lightly touching his talons of darkness that covered his feet. Hashirama through the tiny sprout, had sensed and even tried to absorb some of the power to see for himself what it was. "Cold and dark… yet peaceful and focused. Must have been quite the burden to try and control."

"It was…" Itachi simply replied, as he squashed the tiny green sprout underneath his foot. Itachi looked down, and saw the ground was shaking. Without having the need to even make a hand sign, Hashirama had caused the ground beneath him to crack, and giant tree roots grew out at a rapid rate. Restoring the destroyed forest in the blink of an eye.

Itachi was on edge, and was about to go on the attack when suddenly Hashirama held his hand up. "Hold up!" The First Hokage commanded, as he looked up to the sky to face August. "Do you mind if we hold off on the fighting for just one minute? In our village, it is a custom for two Shinobi to perform a ritual of combat." Hashirama smiled so carefree at the man who was able to force Hashirama to fight at any given notice.

August narrowed his gaze onto the smiling face of the God of Shinobi. "Very well, I shall show respect for your custom at the very least." August surprisingly relented, as Hashirama felt he was able to move out of his own free will.

"Thank you." Hashirama bowed his head in gratitude at August. Looking back at Itachi, Hashirama walked closer, and held his dominant hand up with his middle and index finger pointed upwards in the classic sparring match sign kids used to do at the academy.

"…" Itachi looked with wide eyes for a moment, this showed just how highly Hashirama thought of him. Itachi reached into his pocket, and pulled out his new headband his wife had given to him as a wedding present. The headband carrying the mark of Konoha, as Itachi put on his headband in a show of respect for one of the founding fathers of his birth village. As he tightened his headband on, Itachi looked to his wife Mirajane. "Mira, stay out of this… Out of respect for Hashirama I will fight him alone." Mirajane a little caught off guard at first, returned with a nod to respect her husband's wish. With his headband now on, Itachi returned the show of respect and accepted Hashirama's challenge by showing the same hand sign.

Hashirama smiled at seeing Itachi's headband. "It will be an honor, to fight such a splendid Shinobi like yourself."

"The honor is all mine." Itachi corrected, as he returned the smile. A leaf fell from one of the newly grown trees, it danced down slowly towards the ground. And August resumed control over Hashirama's body, to compel him to fight. The moment the leaf hit the ground, both Shinobi sprung into battle locking their forearms in a mighty clash.

Hashirama hit hard, and was quick not to mention far more experienced. Itachi was quick to react however, and was slightly faster in his strikes, not to mention with his eyes Itachi had time to react, putting this fight on even ground.

Hashirama moved swiftly, and with a single hand seal on his left hand, he extended his right hand towards Itachi. And emerging out from around Hashirama's arm, were wooden spikes that moved like snakes around his arm. The wooden spikes launched towards Itachi, who with a Demonic blade of darkness swiftly cut them down with excellent precision. While flashing a hand seal of his own. "Fire Style: Inferno Fireball!" Spitting out a giant ball of fire coated with the black flames of Amaterasu. Hashirama acted by creating a giant wooden wall to tank the fiery blast.

Watching as it burnt away in the black flames, Hashirama's senses alerted him as he jumped back to avoid the giant clashing fist of Itachi's Susano'o. "Wood Style: Wood Dragon!" Creating a giant Dragon of Wood, it bound itself around Itachi's upper body Susano'o like a snake, and sunk its fangs into its neck like a vampire. And similar to a vampire with drinking blood, the wood dragon began sucking in the chakra of Itachi's Susano'o.

Itachi quickly thought of a counter attack of his own, and flashed a series of hand seals. "Wood Style: Expanding Roots!" Itachi tossed seeds into the air around his Susano'o, and those seeds grew into gigantic tree roots that pushed against the wood dragon's body as it was wrapped around Itachi's Susano'o.

With the Wood Dragon's grip loosened, Itachi's Susano'o formed a fiery sword and decapitated the wooden Dragon. Hashirama was in awe at this, as he noticed something crucial. "Oh! You can use Wood Style too?!"

"Yes… The entity who brought me here, Zeref. Did some experimenting on my body… said he tried to make my body similar to that of the Sage of Six Paths himself. With it, came the ability to use all Nature releases. Even Wood Style. Though I am a novice compared to yourself Hashirama-sama."

"Oh, don't say that. You have great potential and power." Hashirama despite Itachi's humble words didn't stop praising him.

"Still… I fear it might not make me strong enough to defeat Madara." Itachi looked rather gloom on that subject.

Hashirama hummed as he began thinking. "I said I would give you tips on how to beat Madara. But I will also teach you the secrets of all of my Jutsu. I just hope we have time for it all, and that you are a quick study."

Itachi upon hearing the word 'time' smiled. "We can have all the time in the world… And I would say I am a quick study, but for the safety of it… I will take my time in learning everything you have to offer." Itachi's left eye morphed from the Rinnegan and back into his Mangekyou as he gazed into the confused Hashirama's eyes. "Tsukuyomi!"

Hashirama stumbled forward within a world that was black and white, with the ground being completely made of water. First thing Hashirama noticed, was that he could move of his own free will. "What is this?" Hashirama asked out loud to himself and looked mighty impressed at the same time.

"This is my strongest Genjutsu. The world of Tsukuyomi, here I control time, space and even physical matter. August has no influence in here, and cannot break you out of it either." Itachi appeared before Hashirama, who was still taking this all in.

"I see… But won't he find it weird with us not moving for so long?" Hashirama asked with a raised brow.

"Not to worry, like I said, I control time and space here. I can make a second in the real world, seem like hours, days, weeks, months even years in here. So, we have plenty of time for me to study." Itachi respectfully bowed before Hashirama, who bawled out laughing.

"My word, this is quite the Genjutsu. Had I not been reanimated you could have done some serious mental damage. Very well, let us begin… first I will teach you all of my Jutsu. Then we shall move onto Nature Energy and Sage Mode." Hashirama gleamed with a bright grin on his face.

"I look forward to it." Itachi at seeing Hashirama's eagerness to teach him all of this, returned with a smile of his own.

In the real-world August look bewildered as he hovered in the air over them. 'Why did they stop so suddenly?' August asked himself.

Back in the world of Tsukuyomi, more than 70 years had passed within the realm of what used to be Nightmare. Now it was Itachi and Hashirama's personal training grounds and classroom. And less than a second had passed in the real world, giving August no chance to reach and break Hashirama free.

Itachi and Hashirama were sitting down in lotus position meditating as they were going over the final steps of Itachi's training. "Listen Itachi… Although while in here you can't gather Nature Energy that fast. You have been able to feel the flow of Nature Energy. Sage Mode, although Madara as well knows it, he hasn't perfected it unlike you. Forest Style Sage Mode, is the strongest form of Sage Mode there is. You gather Nature energy from every tree, every root, every blade of grass, every droplet of water and gust of wind. You are gathering energy from the Earth itself. It is similar to a lot of other versions of Sage Mode in that regard… but the key difference is, that your senses aren't limited to a certain area like a village. You will feel the entire world. Every step a person takes on the ground, every fish in the ocean, every bird in the sky. All that is connected to the Earth, you will sense all while in Sage Mode. And you can use the power of the planet to fight."

Itachi nodded, already feeling slightly overwhelmed at the magnitude Forest Style Sage Mode carries. "Of course there are risks to it. If you lose concentration, and are unable to be at peace and unmoving while gathering Nature Energy. You will become a part of the Earth. In other words, a tree. It will be important when you are in the outside world, to gather Nature Energy at a steady pace at first. It will take time to get used to it, but in time it will feel no different than any other bodily function. Do you understand?"

"Hn, I do… Thank you so much for taking the time to teach me all this." Itachi expressed his gratitude by lowering his head.

"Heh, nah it took no time at all. Less than a second even, right? You did say you were a quick study." Hashirama bawled out laughing, through this time in the world of Tsukuyomi, the two had bonded like a teacher and student. "I already feel it… you can't sustain the Tsukuyomi any longer, can you?"

"You are right… I am at my limit. That was roughly 70 years or so in here, I haven't done that since I killed Izumi…" Itachi sighed, feeling mentally drained. And he still had a fight to win in the real world.

"Yes… once again, thank you for all you did for Konoha. You have my everlasting gratitude for all the sacrifices you have made. And make sure to pass on your will of fire to your unborn child, okay?" Hashirama smirked, in this 70 years' time in the Tsukuyomi. Hashirama had learnt of everything Itachi knew in life as well. That includes his decision to massacre the Uchiha clan, his days in the Akatsuki, his death, rebirth, death again, Zeref resurrecting him, his time in Fairy Tail and everything Itachi has gone through since then. "It is time we return…" Hashirama closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was back in the real world.

In what had seemed like less than 0,0001th of a second, more than 70 years had passed for Itachi and Hashirama in the world of Tsukuyomi. Itachi feeling the flow of nature energy beginning to enter his body the moment his eyes snapped open. Hashirama smiled looking satisfied with the results of Itachi's training, giving a firm nod as the battle was to continue. Hashirama instantly gathered the surrounding nature energy around himself, and entered Wood Style Sage Mode, as black lines formed around his eyes and face, with a dot forming on his forehead. "Here I come!" Hashirama announced while weaving hand signs at the speed of light. "Wood Style: Wood Golem!" A giant wood golem grew underneath Hashirama's feet, its size meant to match that of Itachi's Perfect Susano'o. The wood golem grew out a long tail from its lower back, that turned into a wood dragon.

"Forgive me Hashirama-sama… but I will be ending this quickly!" Itachi was quick to form the Perfect Susano'o. The giant orange fiery spectral warrior loomed a few heads over Hashirama's wood golem, wielding a giant fiery sword and a shield. First thing Hashirama made a note of from seeing Itachi's Susano'o, was the passion. The warm inviting orange color of it, like that of a sunrise. In contrast to Madara's that shined like the dim blue light of the moon, dark and distant. And in contrast to Sasuke's, that burnt with righteous dark purple flames of hatred.

"Splendid…" Hashirama smiled brightly, as the wood dragon tail on his wood golem began forming a sphere of vibrating fiery energy in its mouth. "Ha!" Slamming his palms together, giant trees grew up from the ground around them at a rapid rate, sucking in energy from the earth itself. Hashirama's golem climbed along the ever-growing trees like a monkey, as the dragon head unleashed bombardments of blast attacks that scaled to that of a Tailed Beast Bomb.

Itachi's Perfect Susano'o lifted up its mighty sword, and slashed down the incoming blast spherical attack in half. The explosion burning the surrounding forest. Itachi noticed the burning caused pollen to mix in with the air. Hashirama was trying to neutralize him. Itachi flashed his Rinnegan as he and his Susano'o both extended their arms out to the side. "Shinra Tensei!" Unleashing a mighty gravitational push, Itachi pushed aside the forest, extinguished the surrounding fire and blew away the pollen. "Bansho Ten'in!" Reaching towards Hashirama, Itachi used the gravitational pull to yank Hashirama and his golem down.

Hashirama grunted as he and the golem hit the ground, his golem on its knees. And as it tried to get back up, it was face first met with the blunt force of Itachi smacking the shield of his Susano'o into its face. Then Itachi had his Susano'o slash the golem across the chest with its sword, the sword cloaked in the flames of the Amaterasu. The black flames burnt across the wood golem, and Hashirama quickly abandoned the wood golem as to not catch fire himself.

"Nice strategy! Using Amaterasu as you were simultaneously pulling us down!" Slamming his palms together, Hashirama created hundreds of wood Dragons out from the various surrounding trees, all charging up an intense volley of energy blasts. All at once, a hundred of tailed beast bomb sized spherical blasts were launched from Hashirama's Wood Dragons.

"Yasaka Magatama Shadow Clone Shuriken!" Itachi's Perfect Susano'o took a giant leap, as it threw a series of spinning Yasaka Magatama beads that cloned themselves as to match the series of blaster volley from Hashirama's Dragons.

The entire battlefield was peppered with one explosion after the other. Several consistent series of explosions BOOM! Went off all at once. And watching safely from high above in the air, Mirajane was in her Satan Soul form and flew over the battlefield. Her mind all on her husband, who valiantly tried to defeat a role model figure from his old world. And on the other side of the battlefield, floating midair was Magic King August.

Mirajane eyed the Spriggan General, ready to jump in should he decide to interfere with the battle as well. But suddenly in-between explosions, Mirajane noticed that August had suddenly vanished from sight. Looking around expecting a sneak attack, Mira was left surprised that none came. Instead, it seemed as if August had flown away from the battlefield. 'He is without a doubt trying to meet up with Zeref… and maybe someone else from the Twelve.' Mirajane deduced and was left alone watching this battle between two Godly Shinobi unfold. 'I have no idea which way he went… And even if I did and went after him, I alone can't beat him.' Mira clenched her fists as she had to admit she wouldn't be able to beat August without Itachi. Even if she caught up to stall him, she wasn't confident she could stall August long enough for Itachi to defeat Hashirama and come and assist her. She also had her developing unborn child to worry about. Mirajane decided to stay and watch the battle, ready to support Itachi should he need it. But for now, she would respect his wishes and stay out of the battle.

Itachi's Perfect Susano'o came charging out from the explosions, it's giant Yata Mirror shield having changed its properties and expanded to cover the entire front of the Susano'o. Hashirama was surprised by this, and quickly had an entire forest grow underneath the Susano'o with trees restraining its movements. However, the shield suddenly blew away all the surrounding trees with ease and advanced forward.

Hashirama took a backflip whilst flashing a series of hand seals. "Sage Art: Gate of the Great God!" Coming raining down out from the skies, were giant Torri gates. The giant red gates smashed into Itachi's Perfect Susano'o and kept it trapped. "These Torri gates have an incredible binding force. I used them to restrain all of the Tailed Beasts in the past. You can't move a muscle in there, and the chakra of your Susano'o is getting absorbed." Hashirama sounded like he was still instructing Itachi in some way, and the young Uchiha heeded every single word the First Hokage said.

"I understand…" Itachi then unleashed the full blunt force of his Demonic aura, the repulsing Demonic Darkness growing out from Itachi's body as he entered his fully transformed E-state. Hashirama gasped, as Itachi looked like a Ten Tails Jinchuriki with a touch of Demonic power. Shooting out from various surfaces of Itachi's body, were these hands of darkness that pushed against the divine Torri gates restraining Itachi. "I just have to respond with something that is not chakra…" Itachi announced as the Torri gates were pushed off him and his Susano'o. And now Itachi's Susano'o was covered in the same black flame like markings as Itachi is whenever he uses E's power.

"Heh, splendid indeed." Hashirama smiled with pride, as he prepared his trump card. "Sage Art Wood Style: True Several Thousand Hands!" A giant wooden Buddha like statue grew out from underneath Hashirama, with over a thousand giant hands around it's body like a ring. This titanic giant dwarfed the size of Itachi's Perfect Susano'o, and its thousands of hands bawled themselves into fists. "Let's call this the final strike!"

Itachi nodded, and responded with his most powerful long-ranged attack. His Perfect Susano'o grew an extra pair of arms made of darkness, and in each hand, they formed a giant black rotating sphere resembling a black hole. And each black sphere had rings like Saturn circling around them. "Dark Solar Style: Yasaka Magatama!" The Saturn rings, were made up of over a thousand spinning Yasaka beads.

"Alright, let's do this Uchiha Itachi!" Hashirama smiled as he unleashed a war cry, as all thousands of giant fists rained down towards Itachi's Perfect Susano'o. "As you wish! First Hokage, Senju Hashirama!" Itachi responded with his Susano'o throwing the two giant spinning black spheres surrounded with thousands of Yasaka beads.

Both Shinobi let out a mighty war cry that was only drowned out by the intense sound of the explosion from their final attacks clashing. Itachi had his Susano'o hold up its shield, as the blast shockwave came crashing at him, while Hashirama formed multiple Rashomon gates to catch the incoming shockwave that would consume them both.

Mirajane cried out a little, as her eyes were blinded for a moment by the intense flashing lights of the blast. The blasts shockwave blew across the landscape like strong wind currents that covered all of Ishgar, traveled across the oceans and sea and even reached the Alvarez Empire and many other nations.

The dust cleared, and all that was left was the sight of Hashirama's giant wooden Buddha statue with all its several thousands of hands torn and decaying. As well as Itachi's Perfect Susano'o covered in the flaming Demonic markings of Darkness, its armor torn to shreds and peppered with various holes left by the giant wooden fists.

Itachi was panting, slightly out of breath having put the full defense prowess of his Susano'o into defending him, as the Yata Mirror was even held up before him having caused a lot of Hashirama's wooden statues fists to bounce right back at Hashirama. Then there was Hashirama standing atop of his wooden statue, most of his body was pretty much obliterated from Itachi's Dark Solar attacks. And all of his Rashomon gates had been blown down. It was clear, Itachi was the victor of this battle.

Hashirama smiles, feeling satisfied, and with August at a distance he could talk freely. "What a splendid match… Itachi Uchiha. You, are quite the exceptional Shinobi. Even more so than myself. Madara should be proud… of having a descendant like yourself in his clan."

"I get a feeling he won't. Seeing as I am going to have to stop him." Itachi's reply was met with a whole heartedly chuckle from Hashirama.

"Perhaps… let me just have one final chat with him… before you end my time here." Hashirama flashed a hand seal with his only remaining arm, and his chakra reached out to the far corners of Ishgar finally reaching its target.

Madara mid battle suddenly froze, as he felt the touch of Hashirama's chakra. "Bastard… he used the chakra I stole from him to contact me." Madara lightly chuckled, as the chunk of flesh he had taken from Hashirama in the past, was now acting as a link between their chakra.

"Madara…" A spiritual image of Hashirama appeared in Madara's mindscape. "You look good, old friend." As usual, Hashirama gave Madara a friendly looking smile that had Madara's stomach turning a little.

"Hashirama… Judging by your situation, I take it you won't come after me yourself. Heh, so you lost to a child of the Uchiha?" Madara tauntingly smiled at his respected rival and friend with his arms crossed.

"Itachi is more than just an Uchiha. He is a splendid Shinobi of Konoha. And now from my understanding, a respected Master of his own Guild. And besides… he did what you never could. Beat me fair and square he did." Hashirama chuckled in Madara's face, he could tell that bit annoyed him a great deal.

"Heh, you wouldn't be so sure of yourself if you faced the current me. I am a lot stronger than you ever were." Madara threw back, yet Hashirama continued to smile at him seeming to enjoy their chat.

"Indeed, but we'll never know by how much now will we? But that is not why I am here…I have taken the liberty of teaching Itachi my secrets. I have taught him more than you ever knew about me. And now, he is going to come after you next. But before that, I would like the chance to try and talk you out of whatever it is you are trying to do." Hashirama's wording only seemed to annoy Madara even further. "I know about Ur… I am so sorry for your loss. I died before my wife, so I can't really compare our experiences… but I know how lost I would have felt if she had died on me."

"Ur didn't just die, Hashirama… My time with her, was taken away. My child, was taken away before I could even lay eyes on it." Madara's mention of his child, didn't surprise Hashirama it would seem. Which led Madara to a conclusion. "You knew I had a child, didn't you? I see… so Itachi knows who it is."

"Madara… what is it you plan to do with Fairy Heart?" Hashirama finally asked the question many had been wondering.

"Simple. I will rewrite this world's history. I will become its God. I will erase Zeref from the books of history, and all his creations including the one who killed Ur. All except for me in a sense. For I, will use the Godly powers of Fairy Heart to sustain myself after the timeline has been rewritten. And with that… I will reunite with Ur once more… we'll have our child… and live a life of peace. And as God of this world, the world will be forced to be at peace for eternity under my watchful eye. That is my goal." Madara's goal was something Hashirama could understand, it is the same as they always wanted. Peace. Although it was also Madara wanting the safety of a family once again. But there were some issues with that plan.

"But then… Itachi would never have existed in this world. These Dragon Slayers would never have lived in this timeline. And if you erase Zeref… you prevent him from sealing away these Demons who are the origin of your new power. Can you even understand or comprehend the consequences of such drastic actions? Have you not considered the happiness of other people as well? You are going to take Itachi's new family from him as well, he has a pregnant wife." Hashirama carefully chose his words to try and reason with Madara. But it seemed to fall on deaf ears.

"Itachi sacrificed our clan for peace… I am certain he can understand that sacrifices to achieve peace have to be made. I won't blame him if he tries to stop me, I certainly would if our roles were reversed. In a perfect world, this wouldn't have been an issue… but no such thing exists. I was fooled once with the dream of the Infinite Tsukuyomi… never again. As for those Demons, if Zeref could defeat them… I shouldn't have any issue with it." Madara confidently declared, he wasn't scared of any Demons that have a history of defeat.

"From my understanding, they underestimated this Zeref, and toyed around with him due to his immortality. You don't even have a realistic scope of the threat they can pose. For all you know, they are far stronger than you will be even with Fairy Heart-!" Madara silenced Hashirama as he dealt a special infused blow to Hashirama's spirit.

"If so, I will deal with the problem when it arises. I do not care what you have to say. Do I not deserve happiness? My whole life, has been nothing but misery and loss. I will have Ur… our child. We'll be together as a family. Anything, or anyone else doesn't concern me. Now, farewell war buddy. I will see you again, one day. Just not as a reanimated Shinobi." Madara yanked his fist out from Hashirama's spirit, the first Hokage gasped as he felt his grip in this world slip between his fingertips. "I have made it so your spirit can never be summoned to the plane of the living as a reanimation ever again. Rest in peace, Hashirama… my closest friend, and rival." With that Hashirama's link to August was also severed, and Hashirama's spirit faded out from Madara's mindscape. And Madara returned to his battle as if nothing had happened.

With the attempt of trying to reason with his long-time friend having failed once again, Hashirama's spirit returned to his reanimated body. "Forgive me, Itachi… It looks like I failed to stop my friend once more." Hashirama sighs, the blow Madara had dealt to his reanimated body in the mental plane caused Hashirama's body to wither and crumble to dust. "I will leave the rest to a splendid Shinobi like you." Hashirama mumbled out his final words, as his spirited parted ways with his reanimated body. But first, the Hashirama had made sure Itachi had heard his conversation with Madara, through their recently established link as well.

Itachi in silence, watched as the First Hokage, the God of Shinobi's spirit left this plane of existence. Clenching his fists with determination, whilst feeling the comforting hand of his wife Mirajane hold onto his. "Thank you, Hashirama-sama. For everything. I will take it from here." Chippering birds echoed around them, as a peaceful atmosphere overtook them. Flowers rapidly began to bloom on the charred battlefield, the wind itself was pulled in towards Itachi.

Mirajane felt her husband's hand get warmer, gentler, calmer as he embraced the Nature Energy that the entire planet had to offer. Black markings formed around and under Itachi's eyes, with elegant lines stretching themselves down alongside his body. Black tendrils circled down from Itachi's shoulder to his forearms. A black dot formed in the middle of his forehead, surrounded by a black ring. Itachi's Rinnegan eyes suddenly gained six tomoes, turning into RinneSharingan. The power of nature energy, and Sage chakra flowing through his body smoothly thanks to the teachings of Hashirama Senju. Itachi could sense every single living being on this planet, by sensing them through the roots underground, everything nature touched he felt.

'So, this is Hashirama Senju's style of Sage Mode?' Itachi took a few moments to take in this intense sensation. His power had grown exceptionally, Itachi even started feeling confident he could fight against Madara. Whether he could win or not was a different question in of itself.

Speaking of the Ghost of the Uchiha, Itachi sensed him very well. His massive chakra acting as a beacon to all Sage Chakra users. Madara and Acnologia were wreaking havoc on the battlefield, and they were fighting Makarov. Itachi also detected that August was headed for that location as well, having briefly noticed the Spriggan General slip away during the battle earlier. Itachi also sensed the raging battle between Natsu and Gray.

"… Mira, hold on tight, okay?" Itachi held his left arm around Mirajane's waist. Nodding at her husband, completely trusting him Mira held onto Itachi tightly. Itachi took a giant leap into the sky, reeling his right dominant fist back as he hovered hundreds of feet above the ground. As they were free falling, Itachi turned to look down on the ground bellow. Itachi's RinneSharingan glowed and pulsated with power, as suddenly Itachi and Mirajane vanished in a flash.

Meanwhile, Makarov groaned using his giant strength to try and hold back Acnologia. Although the burning sensation from Madara's Susano'o armor encasing the Black Dragon King of the Apocalypse burnt his skin. "Futile…" Madara crossed his arms as he stood atop Acnologia's head.

"Futile?! Never! As long as I have my kids behind me! As long as I draw breath! I will not let you harm my children!" Makarov roared, even as Acnologia dug his claws into his arms, drawing blood. "A real father, will always protect their brats! No matter what!"

At this Madara snorted with a light smirk. "Couldn't agree more." With his hand stretched out, a blade formed at his Susano'o armor around Acnologia's snout, and pierced through Makarov's chest.

In that moment, everything seemed to move in slow motion for the present Fairy Tail members. Laxus' jaw went slack as his eyes looked on in utter disbelief, Gajeel was visibly shaken, poor Wendy while holding onto Porlyusica's body whimpered. Erza within her restraints only gasped, as she screamed out at the top of her lungs. "MASTER MAKAROV!" Crying out in pain, Erza finally broke through the restraints of Madara's wood style jutsu, her blades slashing through the restraints with newfound strength and anger. "Master! Hang on! I will save you! We'll all go home to the guild together!"

"E-Erza… Stay ba- Gah!" Makarov hurled up a puddle of blood, as the flaming blue blade of Madara's Susano'o pierced through his body. In that moment, the whistling sound of distorted space howled before Madara. And appearing in front of Madara in a flash, was Itachi with Mirajane in his arm. Itachi threw his dominant reeled back fist smacking down atop of Acnologia's head, the Dragon roared as Itachi's punch cracked through the Susano'o armor and smashed Acnologia crashing into the ground. The dragon howled in pain, as his body was buried into the dirt bellow.

Madara lost his balance, gasping as his eyes met with the furious murderous glare of Itachi. Itachi vanished from sight again, and suddenly Madara felt a sharp pain in his back. A black blade of Demonic Darkness pierced through his chest. Shakingly Madara turned his head to gaze at his attacker who had managed to take his back. Itachi had instantly moved in behind Madara, and stabbed him in the back. Itachi yanked his blade out, and kicked Madara in the back sending him flying off of Acnologia like a cannonball out of a cannon. While Acnologia's body was mostly buried in the dirt by now, covered in slaps of dirt.

Madara as he was flying managed to put things together. 'His eyes changed… they looked like Sasuke's Rinnegan… He gained a new ability? And was that Sage mode?!' Itachi's new ability worked like an instant teleporter. All Itachi had to do, was sense someone's energy signature and he could instantly teleport to them. And with the added power of Forest Style Sage Mode, Itachi could sense every living thing on the planet. Feeling every last sensation through tree roots that ran across the whole world.

Makarov chuckled, as he recoiled backwards, a gashing stab wound in the center of his chest leaking out a spray of blood. "Took you long enough, brat…" Makarov smiled warmly upon seeing Itachi. Makarov's body began shrinking, and quickly Mirajane leapt out from Itachi's arms to catch the man who had been like a father to her and everyone else in Fairy Tail. Erza quickly joined Mirajane in an attempt to support up Master Makarov's body.

Itachi as well jumped down to tend to the old master. "Master Makarov, hold on." Mirajane's face was in full panic, a long silence filled the battlefield as surrounding Fairy Tail members gathered around their fallen master. "Porlyusica, has anyone seen her?!" Mirajane looked around in panic for their guild's healer, only to see poor little Wendy hold onto the body of Porlyusica while crying her eyes out. "Oh no…" Mirajane gasped, while Itachi quickly tried to put pressure on the wound.

"Enough… I can't even move anymore." Makarov wheezed out, Madara's blade had severed his spinal cord. He was beyond the help of healing at this point. Makarov's eyes looked onto Itachi, great pride flashing in his eyes. "Itachi… as Guild master… you must protect our guild, and most of all, our members… Help them all, strive to reach their dreams… Protect our guilds secrets, even if it means going against the council… And most importantly… View all guild members like your own children, your family. But, don't do what I did… and don't forget, to father your own children…"

Itachi nodded, his eyes starting to feel watery as he knew the inevitable was coming. Mira silently wept, tears dribbling down her face. Itachi put a comforting hand on his wife, as she embraced him and cried into his shoulder.

Erza on the other hand, was not so quick on giving up. "No! Master, please don't speak too much! I refuse to accept this! Please, you have to hold on! We're almost home, you can't die before we've reclaimed our guildhall. Please, you are our master…" Erza sobbed.

"Erza… I'm not the master anymore… Itachi has that role now. Your brother… y-you need to stay strong, and support him… as you've support me child. It's okay… I have no regrets…" Makarov mumbled out with his weak dying breath.

"Old man…" Laxus looked in disbelief, as he walked out form the crowd and towards his dying grandfather. Makarov smiled at his grandson, pride filling his eyes as shakingly Makarov gathered his strength to lift his arm up a bit. Laxus sniffled, as he saw his grandfather hold his index finger pointing to the sky with his thumb sticking out to the side.

"I will always… be watching over all of you. Even if you cannot see me, know that I will never leave you. Trust in yourselves… trust in each other… that is what makes a guild." Makarov spoke, as he thought over to Natsu and Gray who oblivious to Makarov taking his dying breath, were fighting.

"Master… I…" Itachi mumbled out with a shaking sounding voice. He was beyond grateful for everything Makarov had done for him. Erza had at first given him purpose, and Makarov had then given him a home, Mirajane had given him love, and Fairy Tail in itself had given him a family.

Makarov looked to Itachi, and weakly smiled at him. "I just know… you are going to be an amazing father." These would be Makarov's final words, as his body went limp and his eyes turned dim and halfway closed. Makarov Dreyar had died, and with his death, this war had officially claimed the lives of the last remaining members of Team Makarov.

"Master Makarov…" Erza sobbed, her body shaking as Itachi silently put his arms around her.

Laxus fell to his knees, and with sad eyes he picked up the dwarf body of his grandfather. "Gramps… rest in peace." Laxus brought his hand over Makarov's face, closing his hallway closed eyes shut.

Erza continued to sob as Itachi held onto her, crying out for her father figure's passing. "Erza… Master Makarov asked you to be strong, and as the current master, I ask of you to stay strong as well. For Makarov, for your family in Fairy Tail. I ask that you stand up, and exemplify through showings of your strength. You are one of our guild's pillars of strength. So, join me in showing everyone there is hope. Stand up… this war doesn't end until Zeref, Acnologia and Madara are all dead."

Erza sniffed, and dried her tears as she followed her brother's example, she stood tall. Clutching strongly onto the swords in her hand. "For Master Makarov… we move onward! If I see anyone of you slacking or dragging behind, I will smack you for disgracing Master Makarov's memory!" Erza's words echoed to the surrounding Fairy Tail members, they all dried their tears and stood tall with their fellow guildmates.

The time for mourning was cut short, as the earth began to rumble with Acnologia roaring as he rose from underneath the rubble. Itachi glared at the Dragon King from the corner of his eye. "You lowlife, you dare strike the King of all Dragons?!" Acnologia spoke to Itachi, unleashing a beastly roar.

"… King of all Dragons? Your words are as empty as your title. All hail the king of no one." Itachi was beyond angry, his face looking calm, but underneath he was boiling with rage. "I think I preferred it when you didn't speak to us… So shut up and let us grieve in peace."

Acnologia didn't bother with a retort, instead he began charging up a giant breath attack that could level down the entire battlefield into a smoldering crater. But before he could unleash it, Itachi speed blitzed the Dragon King and dealt him a heavy upper cut slamming Acnologia's jaw shut. Itachi's RinneSharingan flashing purple, as both he and Acnologia vanished from sight.

Appearing in the middle of the ocean, Acnologia's mouth exploded from his own breath attack. Smoke erupting from his jaws, as his body slumped down and sank underneath the blue waves of the ocean. Itachi hovered there for a brief moment, sensing the presence of Madara he left with his friends. And then Itachi vanished in a flash.

Madara chuckled as he climbed out from the rubble he was buried under. "I see… Hashirama, eh? How much will that man continue to interfere with my plans?" Answering his question, was Itachi who appeared in a flash before him.

"Just once more." Itachi dealt a kick to Madara's torso, launching him high up into the air. Itachi continued his assault, his eye charging up for another instant teleportation. Itachi threw a heavy right hook to Madara's face, drawing blood as he busted Madara's lip.

"You think Sage Mode will save you? In case Hashirama forgot to mention, I know how to use Sage Mode as well!" Madara revealed, as he as well gained similar markings like Itachi. Although his Rinnegan didn't change into the RinneSharingan like Itachi's did.

"You know it, but you sure as hell haven't perfected it." Itachi unlike Madara, had gained more than 70 years of experience learning the secrets of Hashirama's Sage Mode in the world of Tsukuyomi. Throwing another heavy hit that knocked the air out of Madara, Itachi's eye had finally charged up as they both instant teleported into a snow filled area.

Madara crashed hard into the snow filled mountain, groaning as he laid there with blood trickling out from the corner of his lip. Itachi had already teleported himself back, leaving Madara here. Madara reached his hand up to his busted lip, whilst licking off some of the blood. Madara smirked, and let out a menacing chuckle as his Demonic Darkness began to heal his injuries. "Bastard, he got stronger… Oh, this will be fun."

Right after having left Itachi to battle Hashirama, August was headed back to regroup with his Emperor and aid in his quest to capture Fairy Heart. Sensing Madara having arrived on the battlefield along with Acnologia, dangerously near Zeref and Fairy Heart. August steeled himself for what was about to be the toughest battle of his life, he might have to use 'that' should he dare and fight Madara and Acnologia.

"Hmm?" August flinched as the connection he had to Hashirama was abruptly severed. "Itachi… defeated Hashirama? Well… I suppose having Itachi on the battlefield might not worsen things for me. He and Madara aren't exactly allies. This might work out in my favor…"

August then took his time to quickly feel out one particular energy signature. "… Good, she's still alive." Cracking a small smile underneath his mustache, August looked with pride. "Why do I worry? Brandish is my apprentice after all. Of course she is alive." Having confirmed his apprentice Brandish was still alive, August took his time to overview the situation of the rest of the Twelve. "Irene and Larcade are still active… Invel and Dimaria are both alive, but their powers have dwindled to a mere flicker. I can only assume they have been captured by the enemy. For the first time in history… 6 of the Twelve have died in battle. Ishgar is more formidable than we were led to believe."

August closed his eyes and hummed to himself sensing yet another presence approaching at light speed. August opened his eyes he looked on with a scowl. "Do not think you can ambush the General of the Twelve so easily." Halting himself midair, August held his staff up to block off a golden blast of energy coming raining down like a meteor strike itself. August glared at his attacker, former Wizard Saint Jellal Fernandes. "One after the other…" August mumbled, as jumping at him from both his sides were Erik and Macbeth. The Poison Dragon Slayer throwing a poison infused dragon claw strike at the Magic King. And the space bending wizard ready to negate any counter spell August could produce. "How impudent…" August's aura flared and alone managed to tear Macbeth's space distortion to shreds. He also fired off eye laser beams into the incoming Erik.

Erik groaned from the burning pain removing his coat as it caught fire. 'I couldn't even hear his thoughts?!' Erik cringed in pain, as the beams had also pierced his upper right shoulder.

A giant dust cloud was coming towards them at a rapid rate, as Sawyer rushed in at full speed to attack August from the back. Sawyer took a giant leap and summersaulted into the air ready to deal a double drop kick into August's back. However, emerging out from August's back, was a spectral avatar of August himself that grabbed Sawyer by his ankles and tossed him hard to the ground.

Sawyer, Erik and Macbeth's fall were cushioned as Richard liquified the ground, whilst also launching several earth pillars at August. "Melt." August mumbled, as a large pillar of fiery hot magma erupted out from the earth around them. The rising magma pillar even knocked Jellal off of August's staff.

Pink blades of energy came slashing through the magma, as Meredy leapt in to grab Jellal and get him out of the heating fire. Playing cards, and blocks with guns unloaded themselves into August. "Repel." August mumbled, as the magic bullets and playing cards bounced off his very skin and were reduced to fiery ash. Whips decorated with kitten-like paws, tried to bind and restrain August only for the ropes to melt upon getting into contact with August's aura.

Millianna gasped, as her magic restraining ropes were overwhelmed by the intense magic power unleashed from August. The Magic King and the Spriggan Twelve General, August slowly turned to face the ambushing attackers. "Jellal Fernandes, I believe? The Twelve know a lot about you… You are one of the Wizards in Ishgar that God Serena and his majesty deemed a notable threat. God Serena spoke of how he wished to kill you, along with the rest of the Saints. No need to fret about that anymore though, as God Serena has died in battle."

Jellal the master of Crime Sorciere glared up at the Magic King. Having managed to regroup most of his team after Irene's Universe One messed up the battlefield and the landscape. As well as gathered his former friends from the Tower. "And you are Magic King August. The one Spriggan Makarov himself deemed as the most dangerous soldier of Zeref's army."

August focused his attention only on Jellal, the rest going beneath his notice. And Erik, the Poison Dragon Slayer with his magical hearing heard it all in August's mind. Erik snarled his fangs, as he glared enraged at the Magic King. To August, everyone present with the exception of Jellal, were considered as nothing more than vermin.

"Ho? Makarov spoke of me in such high regard? Well, that is flattering." August landed down onto the ground, surrounded by the enemy. Yet he only cared about Jellal currently. "I must say I find myself in bewilderment… There I was, minding my own business… And you seem to think attacking me with mere vermin as backup was a good idea. I was told you are quite the intellectual wizard… yet now, you seem more like a fool. Either that, or you don't fully grasp the scope of my ability." August's comment, had everyone else boil with rage, knowing how little of value they were in August's eyes as opponents.

"I am aware of your strength, August… However, I think you are the one who fails to grasp our ability." Jellal's declaration boosted the confidence of his comrades, well those that were a member of Crime Sorciere at least. Sho, Wally and even Millianna, still held some contempt towards Jellal. Even if only a little.

"Not really… After all, Jellal. The only reason I even consider you noticeable unlike the rest. Is because I know, you won't go down easily. The rest, well… their abilities are nothing extraordinary. They only know a single type of spell. Each easy to counter. But you, you have mastered many types of spells. That is why you are above just notice. How do you think I obtained the title of Magic King? It's because there isn't a single type of spell out there in the world I cannot master." August's declaration was met with many shocked gazes.

Erik however wasn't having it, the Poison Dragon Slayer rushed out from the crowd and charged at August. "Never heard to fear a man who has practiced the same move over a thousand times?!" Erik's elbow erupted with a poisonous wave of energy, as he dealt a heavy strike at August's chest. "My poison will kill you, old man!" Erik snarled, although his look of scorn turned into one of pure terror. As he saw a dragon claw, matching of his very own hold back his fist.

"… Indeed, a man who has practiced one move more than a thousand times is not to be taken lightly. But a man, who has used a lifetime to practice all skills a thousand times over, is a man to be truly feared. Your magic… holds no secrets from me." August responded with a Poison Dragon knee strike to Erik's jaw, sending him flying.

"H-How…? You don't even have a Dragon Slayer Lacrima…. How can you…" Erik struggled to get his words out, as his mouth was filled with the iron taste of blood. Erik couldn't even hear August's mind to figure out the secrets of August's power. And it was strange, because Erik could hear the thoughts of his comrades. They were all either terrified or baffled themselves of August's power.

"Did you not hear me boy?" August's aura filled the air with a sickening dark red fog like blood. "There isn't a single type of spell out there in the world I cannot master. I am Magic King August… General of the Spriggan Twelve."

August's words sent shivers down their spines, several of them had frozen in place out of fear. All but one, Jellal stepped up with a radiant aura of light that acted as a beacon of hope. "Do not fear him… Whatever his power is, it has a weakness. We just have to find it. We outnumber him." As Jellal said this, more people started emerging out from the surrounding rubble. Mages and knights, and amongst them was Romeo Conbolt and his father Macao along with Wakaba.

"Crawling out from every crevasse… every nook and cranny. Truly you lot are nothing but vermin." August looks around, although takes notice of a certain action from Macao. The Fourth Fairy Tail guild master, pushes Romeo behind him defensively.

"Get behind me son…" Macao although trembling, stood there defending his only child.

Unbeknownst to Macao, his action had earned him August's full attention. Whilst humming and stroking his beard, August spoke out. "A father and son, eh?" His tone of voice had Macao tremble, and barely able to walk forward. Macao was fearing for his son's life at the moment, he hadn't expected such a comment from August. August continued with his monologue. "Perhaps you could help me gain clarity to a question I have…" With a dead serious look in his eye, August follows up with the question. "Why was his majesty's child never loved?" That question had even Jellal freeze up in shock, as he mumbled out an unbelievable thought.

"Zeref… has a child?" Jellal mumbled out what everyone was currently thinking. It sounded too unreal to be true, Jellal didn't even think such things possible considering Zeref's curse. There was no way for Zeref to get a woman pregnant without his curse killing them and the child. Unless the woman as well was… Jellal's eyes widened with realization before he could even finish his own thought. With a terrified shaky voice, Jellal mumbled out. "Zeref and Mavis Vermillion have a child?"

Chilling ice clashed with scorching hot fire, as in a frozen hellfire landscape Natsu and Gray continued their brawl. "Zeref! Zeref! Zeref! I will kill Zeref! Kill Zeref! Kill! Kill!" Natsu ranted uncontrollably, foam frothing from the corner of his mouth like a rabid animal.

"I said! Shut the hell up!" Gray headbutted the screeching Natsu directly in the face, breaking the pyro's nose. Natsu snarled as blood leaked down from his broken nose, throwing a swift downwards swing of his demonic hellfire infused claw onto Gray's head.

Catching Natsu's attack last second, Gray blocked it off with his forearm. Winching in pain as the black fire from Natsu's Hellfire burnt Gray's skin. "Hellfire: Gates of Tartaros!" The flames grew with great intensity, to the point where Natsu's body generated so much fire he eclipsed the fire dragon Atlas Flame in size. The mixture of regular dragon fire and Natsu's black demonic Hellfire burnt down any surrounding vegetation whilst also morphing the rocky surface into molten lava.

Sweat poured down Gray's face from this intense heat, even more so his eyes drifted with concern towards his girlfriend Juvia. The water woman looked like she was boiling, short of breath and on her knees. Acting quickly Gray gritted his teeth and unleashed the full blunt force of his Devil Force aura. Gray's third Demonic eye pulsated out a violet-colored energy, as Gray in a flash teleported himself over to Juvia leaving an ice clone to hold off Natsu.

Natsu easily tore through Gray's ice clone in one stroke, as he melted it into a puddle and evaporated the water in less than a second. Roaring like a feral animal, Natsu looked to Gray and Juvia and opened up his mouth to reveal a charging sphere of black fire. "Hellfire: Doomsday Hollow!" The fire sphere from Natsu's mouth shot out like a massive beam of black fire. The force of the beam generated shockwaves that parted a sea of lava, and shattered entire nearby mountains.

"Devil Slayer Secret Art: Domain of the Devil King!" Gray unleashed such a chilling ice aura; he froze the entire magmatic landscape into pure ice. The chilling cold instantly had Juvia feeling better and cooled off. Still Natsu's fire beam burnt itself through this violet-colored ice. "Ice Devil: Rage!" Gray unleashed a full powered breath attack to counter Natsu's fire beam. Both blast clashing in the center of this frozen land of ice, generating mighty shockwaves and coloring the entire space around them in a warm orange-dark red color mixed with a chilling violet-blueish color.

Both blast attacks were at a stalemate, Natsu's rampaging Partially Transformed E.N.D state was very powerful. Enough to surpass the majority of the Spriggan Twelve, however Gray had transcended such a level. With a conflicted gaze in his eyes, his tears froze to crystal ice as they dripped down from his eyes. "Devil Slayer Secret Art: Voice of the Devil King!"

A vibrant violet sphere of pure energy formed out from Gray's mouth, and fired off in a massive powerful blast that tore straight through Natsu's fire blast, freezing the Demonic Hellfire in a near instant. The blast clashed into Natsu, launching him hundreds of feet into the air. Gray sniffled as he fought back his tears, Juvia feeling the pain in Gray's whimpers placed her hand onto his chest. "Gray-sama… Juvia is sure Natsu-san is okay… He is Gray-sama's worthy rival after all."

Juvia's comfort worked, as Gray tightly held onto her hand and gave a solid nod. "Yeah… I know." The moment Natsu hit the ground in a thud, Gray teleported himself along with Juvia a few feet in front of Natsu.

"Zeref…! Kill… Zeref…!" Natsu continued to mumble, as he climbed out from the rubble around him. Parts of Natsu's body were frozen in ice, patches of ice and torn skin and flesh visible on his body. The ice quickly melted off Natsu's body as he generated his black Hellfire flames. And his injuries healed as a speck of his Demonic darkness washed itself over him. Natsu looked up with a ferocious glare, looking out of breath as he without a doubt used a lot of energy to heal himself. "I must… return to Zeref. Kill Zeref… I must, kill Zeref."

"Natsu… Wake the fuck up already!" Gray shouted, causing Natsu to actually flinch and gaze up to face his obstacle. "Do I need to knock you on the head some more?! Wake up already!" Gray shouted, his tears having dried up or frozen, but his look of hurt and pain remained. This was unlike their regular brawls, Gray could tell Natsu was trying to kill him as a result of his out-of-control E.N.D power. What is more, Gray could feel Natsu was growing stronger by the minuet. The longer this fight went on, more of Natsu's E.N.D power came to the surface. Gray was a little worried he wouldn't be able to fight E.N.D at full power.

"Z-Z-Zeref… I am E.N.D… I must… kill Zeref…" Natsu groaned as he fell onto his knees, clutching his hands onto his head like he was in intense pain. "Kill Zeref! Kill Zeref!" Uncontrollably Natsu began banging his head into the ground so hard he cut himself on the forehead, and drew out blood. "Zeref! Must kill Zeref!" Bang! Bang! The ground itself was shaking from Natsu banging his head into it. "Zeref! Zeref! Zeref! Zeref! Must kill Nii-chan!" Tears streamed down Natsu's cheeks, his eyes watery and looking terrified.

Gray gasped in shock, seeing Natsu's left eye looking normal while his right eye looked Demonic shrouded in darkness with the pupil bright red. "H… H…. He-Help me…. Gray." Natsu mumbled out, his voice sounding so small and terrified beyond belief.

"Natsu…" Gray tried to reach out, but stopped the moment Natsu began screaming in intense pain.

"I can't… It won't stop! It won't stop! It won't stop! It feels like my head is going to split in two! He won't shut up! Shut the hell up!" Natsu frantically banged his head into the ground. "Zeref! I will kill Zeref! Zeref! I am E.N.D! Master of Tartaros! I will kill Zeref!" The black flames burnt brightly behind Natsu, taking shape into some demonic entity with red glowing fiery eyes of pure rage.

Meanwhile, blissfully unaware of the danger they were getting themselves in. The Exceed duo of Sabertooth were flying in the skies above. "Lector… Fro misses Rogue…" The frog cosplaying Exceed, Frosch said near tears.

"Man up Frosch! We'll find Sting and Rogue soon enough!" The two had been separated from their Dragon Slayer partners ever since Irene's Universe One spell, and have been searching for them constantly since. "Huh, hey I think I see Natsu-kun and Gray-kun. As well as that rain woman who is always around Gray-kun!" Lector looks with a bright unaware bliss, as the two Exceeds fly down towards them.

Gray and Juvia with their backs turned doesn't notice the Exceeds, but Natsu who is on the ground and in pain sees them approaching. Natsu gasps as he remembers his final conversation with Future Rogue. "One year from now… Frosch will die. He will be killed, by Gray Fullbuster." The words of warning Future Rogue told Natsu about how he turned evil and started the Eclipse plan in the first place echoed through Natsu's mind.

"N-No! Get away!" Natsu roared out, unable to say more as his fire exploded around him in a wild storm.

"Shit!" Gray threw his arm back, and with a wave of his hand froze the flames in ice. Rushing at Natsu, Gray broke through the fiery ice, Gray was going to neutralize Natsu without killing him. However, by rushing through and breaking the fiery ice wall. Giant ice shards exploded around them, and were flung into the air, with one very sharp ice shard flying in the direction of Frosch.

"Frosch!" Natsu shouted out, confusing Gray who quickly took a glance behind him. Gray widened his eyes in horror and gasped as he saw Frosch about to get impaled with a shard of ice.

"Dammit!" Gray's third demon eye pulsated out a violet energy, he had to try and teleport to Frosch and save him. 'I won't make it!'

Then, a sudden whistling sound of space getting torn open and distortion vibrated through the air. As teleporting in before Frosch, was Itachi who slapped away the ice shard causing it to break apart. His Sage Mode had enabled him to sense everything going on in the entire world, he knew Frosch was in danger and arrived to save the Exceed's life. Itachi's mere existence in this timeline, had changed the future, Rogue's future.

"Itachi?!" Gray looked baffled, although with his attention diverted. E.N.D took the chance to pounce on Gray from behind, generating an intense storm of Hellfire at his fist.

But Natsu was knocked down as quickly as he got up, shooting down like a bullet Itachi clashed into the rampaging Natsu. Holding the wild Natsu pinned down by the throat, in their eyes two demonic entities growled at each other, with the bigger one restraining E.N.D's movements. "Gray… well done in keeping things in check. But it is my duty as the Seventh Master to intervene in these kinds of situations." Itachi's new RinneSharingan eyes glared deep into Natsu's wild rampaging eyes.

Itachi taking a peek into Natsu's consciousness, seeing Natsu struggle to escape the pond of darkness that was E.N.D trying to swallow him whole. "Natsu, here!" Itachi reached his hand out to the pyro, although even in his subconsciousness, Natsu was throwing an uncontrollable fit. "Natsu! Natsu, look at me! Brother… Brother, take my hand. It's okay, just take my hand." Itachi's words reached Natsu, who desperately tried to reach out to his friend. Both Natsu and Gray, had over the years become like foolish younger brothers to him and Erza. And now as master, Itachi was the one who had to hold his guildmates together. They were all sons of Makarov, so to Itachi Natsu and Gray were his brothers. And it was his brotherly duty, to offer a helping hand.

Natsu's hand finally reached, grabbing firmly onto Itachi's hand, as he was pulled out from the pool of darkness that was E.N.D. Natsu gasped, as he snapped back to reality. Holding onto Itachi's hand, with Gray and Juvia standing behind him. "Welcome back…" Itachi smiled as the darkness peeled itself off Natsu's body. He was able to take long relieved sounding breaths.

"I'm back…" Natsu chuckled and smiled at Gray and Itachi. Taking a look at his rival, Natsu smiled as he usually did. "We're going to have to call this battle a tie for now, stripper. We'll settle the score later."

Gray returns with a smirk of his own. "Heh, sure you flamebrained freak. After this war, I look forward to kicking your ass to the curb."

"Natsu!" The distant voice of Happy came from behind them. Happy, Lucy and Brandish with a shrunken Dimaria tucked between her boobs running towards them.

"Happy…" Natsu smiled weakly at seeing his companion.

"Eh, what happened here…?" The confused Lector and Frosch flew down.

"Anyone seen Rogue?" Frosch asked.

"No, sorry but I am sure he is fine… Are you two okay?" Itachi asked the two Exceeds.

"Itachi-kun, we got separated from Sting-kun and the rest when the land changed. We've been looking for them everywhere." The two Exceeds looked near tears at being separated from their Dragon Slayer partners.

"I see… Well, I can sense their energies. They are both okay." Itachi was beginning to breathe a little heavily, this constant instant teleporting and having to deal with Madara and Acnologia had taken a toll on his stamina. Itachi couldn't sustain his Sage Mode, as the black striped marks began fading from his body. "I-If you head south-west from here, Sting and Rogue are approximately 80 kilometers in that direction."

"Thank you, Itachi-kun! Well, not to be rude, but we'll be on our way to find them, okay?" Both Exceeds began to fly, eager to reunite with their Dragon Slayer partners.

"Heh, I understand. Take care now." Itachi waved them off. Turning around, Itachi was met with the warming scene of Lucy and Happy hugging onto Natsu, with Lucy also scolding Natsu for disappearing on them like that. That is also when Itachi made a note of Lucy's new form, her Celestial Spirit King dress. And also Gray's Devil Force form. 'Seems I'm not the only one who got a power up…' Itachi smiled, but he was cautious of the presence of Brandish, and even though shrunken, Dimaria as well. There was also the news of master Makarov's recent passing that he knew he had to break to them.

"Man, Itachi… what was that form you had earlier? You could teleport like me." Gray pointed out, raising some questions on Itachi's end as well with the last statement.

"You can teleport as well?" Itachi asked with a raised brow, he was impressed by Gray's growth. Itachi could tell that next to him, Gray was currently Fairy Tail's second strongest member. "And well, it is called Forest Style Sage Mode. I learnt it from… well I would call him a mentor, but also a role model from my old world. It added an upgrade to my Rinnegan giving me the ability to instantly teleport."

"Oh yeah? Sounds cool." Gray exited from his Devil Force form, regaining his usual black hair and his third eye closing.

"Let me guess, the Devil Slayer equivalent to Dragon Force? Devil Force?" Itachi deduced from sensing Gray's energy and how it changed as he went back to his base form.

"Heh, yeah I got it when I…" Gray awkwardly looked at Juvia, who looked absolute giddy to share the news. "When I… fought a Spriggan and… well…"

"When Gray-sama asked Juvia to be his girlfriend!" Juvia excitedly shared as she hugged Gray's arm tightly. Leaving everyone, even Itachi a little awestruck.

Gray blushed and awkwardly scratched his cheek. "I promise it wasn't as corny as it sounds… but yeah. I confessed to Juvia."

"Hey, that's great Juvia!" Lucy smiled, feeling very happy for her friend. Although Juvia turned to her with a smug smirk.

"That's right Lucy! Gray-sama ended up choosing Juvia after all! You lose!" Juvia declared, and Lucy awkwardly sweat dropped as she remembered Juvia thought that 99% of women around Gray were her love rival.

"R-Right…" Lucy awkwardly chuckled, although still very happy for Juvia.

Itachi smiled as well at such news, but his smile was rather sad and somber as he wished Makarov was here. He would probably have joked around and teased Gray a lot over this. Taking a notice of this atmosphere of sadness around Itachi, was Lucy who looked a little caught off guard. "Itachi… is something wrong?" Lucy carefully asked.

Itachi opened his mouth to speak, but at first no word came out. He stood there in silence as he watched the confused looks of Natsu, Gray, Lucy, Juvia and Happy. Brandish with Dimaria had snuck off the side, not wanting to interfere with this reunion.

"Hey man… you are freaking me out here, what's going on?" Gray started to look worried, he could tell something must have happened.

Itachi sighs, he just had to say it. "There is no sugarcoating this… so I'm just going to say it." Itachi took a long pause before continuing, taking a few deep breaths as his eyes were a little watery. "I am afraid that master Makarov has died in battle."

The news had everyone standing there looking shellshocked, no one said a word and were completely silent. As a gust of wind blew through, the Fairy Tail members looked on in disbelief. "Huh?" Natsu broke the silence.

"W-Wait… gramps is…" Gray couldn't even bring himself to say it, shakingly moving towards Itachi he put his hands on Itachi's shoulders. "Hey, please tell me this is some sort of sick joke… Hey, Itachi… come on…" Gray sounded in utter disbelief. "Gramps, he can't be…"

"No… it can't be…" Lucy shakingly began to cry, putting her hand over her mouth to muffle her cries. Happy looked down, his ears hanging low as he stood there and whimpered.

"Master Makarov…" Juvia's heart sank as she like Lucy muffled her cries.

"Who did it?" Natsu silently asked, his body shaking with a mixture of sorrow and anger. "Who did gramps in? Was it Zeref? A Spriggan?!"

"… Madara and Acnologia." Itachi felt their collective pain, he felt the pain and the guilt over having been a second too late to save Makarov. "I was… fighting Spriggan General August, and the reanimated body of Hashirama Senju. Even when I got this new form… I was still a second too late to save him. When I arrived, Makarov had been stabbed by a blade of Madara's Susano'o formed on Acnologia's head. It severed his spinal cord… he died soon after."

Natsu and Gray clenched their fists so hard they drew blood. Both young men looking absolutely infuriated. "Where are they?" Both asked with a murderous tone in their voice.

"… I separated Madara and Acnologia from the battlefield before coming here. I left Acnologia somewhere in the Southern Ocean of Ishgar. And Madara in the northern mountain area of Fiore. I had to before anyone else got hurt. I'm sorry for not being able to save Makarov…" Itachi bowed his head, although felt the comforting hands of Natsu and Gray grabbing his shoulders.

"Itachi… it's not your fault. You have nothing to apologize for." Gray assured. Gray and Natsu were the ones who had been angry with Itachi initially when they first learnt of his past. But their bond had grown so much stronger since then, they knew Itachi tried his best to get to Makarov in time.

"Yeah… And no matter what happens, we'll kill those two bastards for gramps." Natsu declared, as he and Gray shared a look and thirst for revenge.

Meanwhile, in the southern west region, Yukino ran through the forest trying to find some comrades to regroup with. Breathing heavily, as she was being chased by the last remaining member of Beta Imperial Squadron Samuel. Fresh off the kill, Samuel hunted for Yukino with his men. "Hello~ Young miss~? Come on out, I want to save you from this despair~ Let me reunite you with your parted friends~" His voice sounding like this annoying taunting sound that only infuriated Yukino.

The Sabertooth Celestial Wizard grinded her teeth in anger, as she stealthily snuck around to avoid Samuel and his troops. 'I want to fight! I want to destroy this bastard! But I have no chance to fight them all alone! Dammit!' Yukino trembled, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh, young miss~" Samuel creepily called out, his voice sounding silky smooth yet it brought such a feeling of disgust in Yukino's heart.

"Argh!" The cries of one of Samuel's soldiers echoed, causing Samuel to freeze up in shock.

"Ara?" Samuel turned around and saw his soldiers were getting picked off one by one. Small feathery fanged creatures fell swopping down and dragged the soldiers up to the heavens. The soldiers cried out, the sound of their flesh getting torn to shreds, blood pouring down. "Ara ara?" Samuel pulled out his sawed-off shotgun, and unloaded two rounds into the sky. Blasting three of those feathery creatures down. "What is this?" Samuel picked up one of the dead creatures, small feathery balls with wide gaping mouths filled with rows of sharp teeth. "Oh my, such a grotesque creature."

Yukino peeked her head out from behind a tree, looking as confused as Samuel as she had no idea what these creatures were. "Yukino…" A voice whispered behind her, revealing itself to be her sister Sorano.

"Nee-san." Yukino gasped in delight at seeing her older sister, who quickly shushed her.

"Let's go, quick…" Sorano had no intention of trying to fight Samuel, his power nearly rivaled one of the weaker members of the Twelve. And even though he currently was the last remaining member of Beta Squadron, he was their second strongest member behind Arthur.

Yukino and Sorano ran through the forest, while the cries of Samuel's men grew distant, as Sorano's Angels tore through them. Both sisters came to a halt, as in front of them were some rustling leaves. Sorano ready to attack whoever came out from it, stopped only as Yukino put her hand on Sorano's wrist.

"Miss Minerva!" Yukino smiled upon seeing their guilds strongest female member crawl out from the rustling leaves.

"Yukino, are you alright? I heard what happened to Rufus and his squad." Minerva was quick to embrace Yukino, much to Sorano's jealousy as she pouted at this scene.

"Miss Minerva… with you here maybe we could-" Yukino looked back in the direction they had left Samuel and his men. With Minerva here, the three of them could possibly take down Samuel.

"No time, we have to regroup with everyone else. Sting and Rogue should be nearby here somewhere." Minerva said as she tried to guide them out of the forest.

"No, Sasori-kyun- I mean, Sasori is also somewhere nearby. We should go to him; he is without a doubt much stronger than some wimpy Dragon Slayers." Sorano huffed at Minerva, ticking Minerva off that Sorano implied her boyfriend Rogue was weak.

"Umm, Nee-san… Sting-kun isn't weak." Yukino carefully voiced out her opinion, clearly holding Sting in a high regard.

"Hmm, well Sasori-kyun is stronger… and cooler." Sorano pouted, but didn't struggle as they rushed through the dense forest. Once they reached a clear open area, Minerva brought them to an abrupt halt. "What's wrong now?!" Sorano groaned, but slowly she sensed it too.

Minerva was shaking uncontrollably, as her gaze was fixated on someone sitting atop a rock, on a very tall hill before them. "Well, well, seems a few little rats have snuck into my den…" The illuminating figure of someone who presented himself like some deity stood before them. "With that gaudy light show earlier… more than 90% of our army had been erased. And now, with only three active Spriggan Twelve members in the field. Father is bound to be disappointed; our army is nothing but a bunch of weak fools. August really needs to whip them into better shape. Oh well, as long as I don't disappoint father, nothing else matters."

"That is one of the Twelve…" Yukino mumbled, having caught a glimpse of Larcade up north along with Bloodman.

"What is this?" Minerva trembled in place. "His magic power… it makes that Spriggan Jacob look like a flea in comparison."

"Oh? You didn't know? Well, although Brandish, Invel and Dimaria are all still alive… they are shall we say out of commission. But nevertheless, the remaining three members of the Twelve, the Scarlet Despair Lady Irene. Magic King Spriggan General August. And me, the White Dragneel… Larcade Dragneel. Are entire realms beyond the other Twelve, we are the emperor's favorite soldiers." Larcade declared as the sun light shined upon him, making him appear all the more divine. "Good work guiding such fresh prey to me, Samuel."

Coming out from the woods, was a blood-stained smiling Samuel. "I am but your humble servant, Larcade-sama~ I bring you these fresh offerings~! Although I lost all my men back there~"

"No matter, I alone shall be enough to end all of the Empire's enemies." Larcade declared, as his body oozed off a pure white divine aura.

That's the end for now!

A brief explanation on Itachi's new Rinnegan ability. It works in two different ways, one with the use of Sage Mode and one without. With perfect Sage Mode Itachi unlocks Six-Tomoe Rinnesharingan on both eyes, and a new ability is awakened. This ability works best with Sage Mode on, as Itachi can lock onto someone's energy signature and teleport directly to them no matter where they are in the world. This is because through Wood Style Sage Mode, Itachi can sense everything going on through the globe with the various tree roots, the earth and the sea. Without Sage Mode his teleportation is limited to things within his line of sight.

List of Deceased:

Ishgar: Master Goldmine (killed by Jacob), Master Bob (killed by Bloodman), Edolas Jet and Droy (killed by Blitzkrieg), Edolas Elfman (killed by Historia Tensei Rustyrose), Edolas Levy (killed by Bloodman), Sherry Blendy (killed by Dimaria), Ren Akatsuki (killed by Dimaria), Wolfheim (killed by God Serena), Fiona (killed by God Serena), Mitsurugi (killed by God Serena), Noel (killed by God Serena), Warrod (killed by August), Jura (killed by August), Rufus (killed by Samuel), Loke (killed by Dimaria), Porlyusica (killed by Madara), Makarov Dreyar (killed by Madara & Acnologia).

Alvarez Empire: Ajeel (killed by Kisame), Bakel and Kareem (killed by Laxus and Mirajane), Linda (killed by Beatrice), Marin (killed by Brandish), Grim (killed by Lyon), Bloodman (killed by Gajeel), Heine and Juliet (killed by Mirajane), Blitzkrieg (killed by Elfman and Edolas Mirajane), Wall Eehto (killed by Laxus), 4 unnamed knights (Neinhart's officers, killed by Erza Knightwalker), Neinhart (killed by Madara), Arthur (killed by Juvia and Gray), God Serena (killed by Beatrice), Lugh (killed by Bacchus), Jacob (killed by Kakuzu).

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(Responds to reviews):

Shadow Joestar: Thank you! Madara and Acnologia certainly brought a lot of chaos and sadness with their attack.

WebtoonKing: I always thought Lucy had great potential since seeing her summon the Celestial Spirit King. So, I had some fun with it and gave her a significant power up that has currently made her stronger than Erza and Mirajane for now.

38Solaire38: Thank you! You and everyone else stay safe out there as well!

keybladelight: A battle of two legendary Shinobi, hope it didn't disappoint. And Madara kind of already has the appearance of the Sage of Six Paths much like Itachi when they are in their fully transformed Demon forms. But with a touch of Demonic looks like horns and claws etc. And yeah, there will still be a few more deaths this arc, lol sorry.

Kakarotssj: Well, I will say Itachi has gotten a lot stronger after this chapter, and is enough to fight Madara now. Hashirama here wasn't as strong as Itachi, but his skills and experience made him put up quite the fight. And Itachi didn't hold too much back out of respect for Hashirama.

Jetblack-shikkoku: When Ultear awakens her Mangekyou, she is going to have her own abilities. She will be able to learn how to use Izanagi and Izanami, yes, but they will still make her go blind if she uses them.

springtony: Glad to hear you like the story, hopefully you won't have to wait too long for the next one.

Athallah: I am sorry about this, but there are still going to be more casualties. I understand life is precious and all that. But one thing I also know, is that you can't have a war without casualties. And that is honestly one thing I didn't like about the final arc of Fairy Tail, that no one important died. And as much as I like Makarov, he honestly should have died in this war. It gives the story a sense of consequence and growth for the characters, which I personally like. Sorry if you don't like it, but yeah. There is also no way to bring back Aquarius and Loki sadly. There will still sadly be a few more casualties in this arc before it is over. But once again, I am grateful for your support.

Inanityt: Ok, anything else? No? Alright then.

Kingkong101: Because Itachi is a goated character. Enough said.

blazingwolffang: Yes, yes, you haven't been the first to comment on my grammar and you won't be the last. But you are the first who comments on my bad grammar, yet have a shitty sentence structure yourself.

Guest: Hashirama can't break free, August is stronger than him, and as Historia Tensei is only a spell based off the Edo Tensei, no hand signs can break him free from this due to a lack of contract. The Edo Tensei is based off a contracted seal where if one knows the seals can break the contract from their end. The Historia Tensei takes people from others memories, takes their souls and stick them into a body. But as you can see, although this didn't come to pass as you guessed, Madara and Hashirama still got to have a talk and learned of Madara's goal.