Trash: A Collection of Stories

Chapter 13

"Grab my hand!" Zeref again attempted to save me but I stood paralyzed. The slayers souls began to leave their bodies, floating up into the magic circle. "Idiot!" I was yanked out of the middle.

The other guilds still had yet to leave, staring in awe at what they were seeing. "Here's comes the first one," Jellal said.

"We have to try and stop it, requip! Heavens Wheel armor!" The armor formed over my body. I roared and lunged at the five, my sword pointed at them. But it was no use, I was just thrown back. A gust of wind blew us around, Zeref, Jellal, and I clutching onto each other.

"How do we stop the magic circle?" Jellal yelled out over the howling wind.

"We can't, we have to wait until the dragons are free and defeat them," Zeref answered.

"Oh my god," I watched as the dragon made contact with our world. "It's Grandeeney, I thought she was supposed to be a gentle dragon."

"She is, but since the humans pretty much screwed all of them over on 777, she has a taste for revenge." And with her here, Wendy collapsed to the ground, dead.

"Wendy?!" Romeo screeched, running out of the pack.

"No!" I jumped into the air and to him, blocking his path. "You can't go near them or you will be killed! She won't be dead for long, I promise you."

"You killed her, what did you do to her?!" He sobbed as his magic built up around him.

"Go back, or I will put you back."

"You can't make me do anything!"

"Do you really want to test me at a time like this?" I was getting aggravated.

"It's not like you can make this situation any worse," he aimed his built up magic at me. It hit me in the chest and I stumbled back, my anger rising.

"Stupid brat, Satan Soul: Homura!" My face shot up to the sky and my body lit on fire. A black cloth wrapped around my chest and another around my lower region. Long, tight fiery gloves went from my finger tips to the middle of my upper arm. Low cut boots appeared on my feet. My hair turned to flames the danced in fury. Wings cracked out of my back, the color of charcoal. My irises turned a golden as I looked back at the poor boy who shook in fear. Mixing Racers magic with mine, I picked him up and flew him over to his guild members. We stopped next to Macao. "Keep your kid in line, I won't save him next time." The two fiercely nodded their heads and I turned back to the problem at hand.

Another dragon had emerged and Gajeel had fallen. Metalicana flew around with Grandeeney.

"Gajeel!" Levy screamed, about to do the same as Romeo.

"Levy," my voice came sharp and demanding. She was held back by Lisanna and Mira.

"Rouge is down for the count," Azuma informed me. Skiadrum joined the other two. That just leaves Natsu and Sting.

"Please, leave now I don't want you guys getting caught up in this," I turned back to the guilds and army.

"We can help, we've dealt with more dragons before," Erza exclaimed.

"But you had the dragon slayers to protect you, all you did was take out the smaller dragons. Most of you would have died if Ultear didn't give up her life. The dragon slayers are dead, they can't keep you safe now, and I don't know if we will be able to either. So leave now while you can."

"I'm a dragon slayer, I helped take them down so I'll stay," Laxus took a step forward. "Gramps, take the rest back." Makarov nodded, knowing that what his grandson said was the right thing to do.

"Leave it to them, let's get moving," he called out, everyone turning and running.

"Laxus, if you die I will kill you," Mira yelled back. He sighed and looked at me.

"Are we taking down some dragons or not?"

I smirked,"Glad to have you on our side."

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