The Curse of the 9th Master

Chapter 8:

"Pay, eh?" The blonde said, looking down at the boy.

"What can you do to me? Little punk."

"I can make you pay," Natsu said growling, "I will defeat you Laxus!"

"Ha!" Laxus shouted, before they both charged head on.

"Fire Dragon Roar!" Natsu roared, letting a heavy amount of fire explode from his mouth.

"You think you can just defeat me with your party tricks?" Laxus shouted, with a crazy glint in his eyes, "Lightning Dragon Roar!"

The two dragon roars impacted each other, spiraling back and forth, eventually cancelling each other out.

"Heh," Laxus smirked, "Not half bad for an amateur."

"We'll see about that," Natsu said, swinging down a fist that was engulfed in flames.

"Fire Dragon's Crushing Fang!"

Laxus dodged the blow just nearly, a thin burn mark quivering in his right cheek.

A glint only that of a maniac arouse in his eyes. "Natsu! You're dead!"

Natsu yelped as a fist came crashing onto his face with surprising speed and accuracy. Laxus laughed, watching the boy fall backwards crashing into the wall. He made impact, coughing out blood in the process.

"Bow down to me."

Natsu slowly raised up, staggering onto his feet. A wide grin suddenly split on his face. "Why the hell would I do that? And don't count me on just yet.."

The boy ruffled the ashes out of his bright pink hair. "I'm just getting warmed up."

"Heh, let's see just how long you can last before you break," Laxus snarled.

Dammit Laxus!" Natsu screamed, "Fire Dragon Wing Attack!"

Natsu charged mid way to the blonde, before realizing it. Laxus was waiting for him. Sure enough, Laxus pulled out a glowing fist. "Lightning Dragon Iron Fist!"

"Laxus," Natxu growled out, leaping away from the fist swinging at him, "Fire Dragon's Roasting Bath!"

Oohs and Ahhs were heard from the crowd watching the two fight anxiously. "Go Natsu!" Someone shouted from the crowd, "You can do it!"

Laxus looked at the crowd momentarily, scowling at whoever had done it. "I'll show you!" He shouted.

"You should watch who you're fight, mate," Natsu said, grinning up at the man.

Flames exploded from the Firs Dragon Slayer, flying all around the now heated up room. The fire was aiming at Laxus all at once, rapidly multiplying until there was barely any room left.

One especially large flame had hit Laxus straight in the jaw, pushing the blonde back. Laxus' hair was now matted with blood, stained by the red liquid. His hair was sizzling and burn marks covered at least half of his body. He managed to croak out a chuckle.

"Enough fooling around Natsu," Laxus said, "Time to get serious."

"I was just thinkin' the same thing," Natsu said.

Laxus began to glow, except this time it felt different. Scarier, more vicious. More.. Wild-like.

"Oh, c'mon Natsu. Let's play," The blonde said, smiling in an unfriendly way. "What do you say?"

The man's hair was now striking with electricity, his eyes full of hatred and nothing except for the emptiness foul anger.

"Way ahead of you," The pink-haired boy chuckled.