Taming The Chaos Slayer

Part 11

Natsu smirked at the challenge placed by the dragon slayer. Lucy was watching from behind the salmon-haired mage. Said wizard had his cloak slung over his body, the piece of fabric seeming at ease. The opposite could be said for its wearer, his facial expression was twisted with annoyance.

He breathed in deeply, bringing in all the negative emotions from the harmed wizards around him. With the new-found strength pumping into his veins, the magic rolled off of him in the waves. With another large breath, he cast his spell of the iron-clad mage. "Chaos Dragon Roar!"

With the additional strength, the black magic roared forwards, plasma blue sparking from the jet-stream. The chaos magic swirled as the air warped around it. With a deafening explosion, the magic struck Gajeel.

"Gihihi, not bad Fairy" a voice called from the storm of dust. With a smirk, the iron dragon slayer emerged from the debris. Natsu felt satisfaction at the fact he was no longer unscathed. His dark clothes were torn, as were parts of his skin.

A crimson liquid trickled down his arm. The black-haired man peered at the wound.

With a scowl of annoyance, he breathed in deeply as well. The dragon slayer released his own version of the 'roar' attack. The stream of silver and grey crept towards the awaiting Chaos.

Natsu frowned, disappointed. He expected somewhat of a decent fight since it was a fellow dragon slayer that he faced. He held up a clenched fist, which had black magic swirling around it. The silver stream crashed into his fist. Natsu kept his eyes snapped forwards, though the blast waved his salmon locks.

"Disappointing" he verbally announced. Gajeel growled at the response. He let his own fist aflame, charging towards him. Natsu lowered his unscathed fist. "Iron Dragon's Club!" Gajeel roared, obviously annoyed.

With a simple sidestep, the chaos dragon slayer dodged. His right foot pivoted to 11 o'clock, efficiently dodging the attack. Natsu's nose twitched, as a scent in the chaotic guild hall disappeared.

He cursed under his breath. As Gajeel stumbled forwards from his missed attack, Natsu took this as his chance to strike. His darkened fist struck down on Gajeel.

The Phantom Lord mage let out a muffled cry as he was flung across the hall. His beaten body soared through the air, before crashing roughly. His landing was softened by a few unconscious guild-mates and some broken rubble.

Satisfied, Natsu turned to leave. The black cape swirled, whipping around as did it's wearer.

He breathed in, trying to find Lucy's scent. The scent of vanilla and strawberries lead to the south of Oak Town. The scent was still strong, indicating she was without the city boundaries.

Natsu allowed the dark magic to pool at his feet. With that boost of magical power, he flew towards the town's countryside.

Meanwhile, at The Phantom Lord Guild Headquarters

Lucy looked up at the oddly dressed man. The Guild master crossed his arms, an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. "You father hired us to return you to him, Miss Heartfilia". Master Jose smirked.

"Can I please use the restroom?" Lucy whined, moving her body in ways suggesting she needed to use the washroom. The purple-clad man laughed at her pitiful attempt of escape.

He took a few steps closer, placing a bucket in front of the celestial mage. The hollow bucket clinked on the ground as it was placed down.

"You don't think I'll actually fall for the oldest trick in the book, do you?" The wizard saint arrogantly laughed. "If you really must go, then go ahead". He laughed.

Lucy sighed, taking a step towards it. She then got ready to use the portable toilet. Jose looked down, becoming flustered. With a scoff, he faced away.

"I'll turn away since I'm a gentleman". He closed his eyes, sighing at the doorway.

Behind him, Lucy smirked. She would up her leg, bringing it forward to kick him where the sun doesn't shine.

Jose yelped as he covered the sensitive area. "There's a reason old tricks are still around" Lucy taunted. "It's cause they work!"

With her taunt, she ran to the open window. She gulped, looking at the large drop.

The man groaned as he talked, gritting his teeth between words. "I'll admit you did a number on me, but there is no escape."

Lucy hitched her breath. The wind whipped around her golden hair as she glanced down. She breathed in deeply. She took a step towards the edge. Jose seemed to catch on, nervously stepping forwards.

I'd rather jump here then go back there. I never want to return to that prison. She thought, frowning at the length between her and the ground.

With that, she jumped off of the building.

She hitched her breath as she was expecting a blow with the ground.

Yet it never came.

Instead, warm arms enveloped her. She was brought into an equally warm chest. She slowly opened her eyes to see salmon hair and black clothing. Her eyes widened with realization.

She was in the arms of The Bringer of the Apocalypse, Natsu Dragoon.

Natsu brought the girl closer to his chest. He had an odd feeling that raced through him. It was like warmth and tingles that pumped through his veins. It felt like butterflies.

Natsu blinked, confused as the new, kind and warm emotion.

Realizing what said emotion was, he quickly tossed the mage to the ground.

Oof. Sorry that it's been over a week. I barely had any free time. I'm still getting better, so expect slower updates. It takes me about a day to write a 'full chapter', and I've had about half an hour of spare time.

So sorry for the short chapter and delayed update.

Have a great day/night!