Haruka & The Fairy Tail Guild
The blade of wind cut through the ground with ease, sending chunks of stone flying with every slash of his scythe. Even as the earth was shredded into chunks around them, Natsu and Erza charged together with a furious combo of fire and steel.
"Burn, wooden bastard!" Natsu screamed, just as his elbow exploded in fire, propelling his fist forward with breakneck speed. The wind wrapped around the demon like a tornado, suddenly lashing out with a ribbon of air that swiped Natsu away. "Fire Dragon's Flame Elbow!"
The Fire Dragon Slayer hit the ground running, charging at Erigor without hesitation. "Fire Dragon's Claw!" He bellowed, slamming a burning foot upwards at Erigor's back. The wind deflected him easily and sent him scattering to the ground. Natsu just gritted his teeth and pulled himself up again.
"Fire Dragon's… Brilliant…" Natsu took a deep breath, generating fire in both palms. The heat caused the air to haze. "…Flame!"
His hands slammed together with enough force that the ground cracked. An inferno of fury exploded outwards, but Erigor just smirked and waved his hand. There was a hiss of air. At once, the fire sizzled out and vanished before it could even get close.
"Fool," Erigor smirked, while Natsu just looked confused. "As if fire could ever beat wind."
Natsu growled as his whole body blazed red with fire. Erigor flexed his fingers again, and the fire sizzled out. Natsu's eyes bulged with shock, clutching at his throat as the air was pulled out his lungs.
"Fire can't survive without air," Erigor taunted, as Natsu's face slowly turned red. "And with the power of a demon behind me, I'm stronger than ever. My wind can rip the oxygen out of any area. Your Fire Magic is useless against me."
Natsu's face contorted in fury, every vein bulging as he staggered forward, desperate for breath. Erigor smirked, right up until the moment a flurry of blades collided against his arms. A dozen metal swords sliced into his wooden body, leaving a crisscross of cuts three inches deep. Erza was there in a second, clad in her Heaven's Wheel Armour as her swords flashed in the night's sky.
"You dare?" Erigor growled, slicing outwards with his scythe. The air slashed around him like a living animal, striking out with claws of wind. It was fast and brutal, but Erza danced around him. By the time Erigor even managed to react, a dozen swords buried themselves into Erigor's chest.
For just a moment, a flash of worry flickered across the demon's face. Erza was barely visible; the Titania was a storm of swords cutting from every side.
"Storm Mail!" Erigor bellowed, just as his body disappeared under a shroud of cutting wind. The force was enough to send Erza flying backwards, her blades clattering against the ground. A dozen projectiles of slashing air lashed outwards, so vicious that a dozen swords split into pieces.
"Wind Empress Armour!" Erza shouted, as her silver armour disappeared, to be replaced by loose fitting silvery robes with a yellow slash, clearly revealing her voluptuous body. A silver lance flashed smoothly into her hands and she was charging forward, cutting through the air and hacking forward with a blade of wind of her own.
"Dumb little fly," Erigor snarled as he swatted the attack away easily. " Die! Storm Shred! "
A barrage of spinning blades of win launched from his body. Erza barely had time to dodge as the wind cut up her robes, but she was behind Erigor in an instant, cutting downwards with her lance. Erigor twisted around quickly, blocking the lance with the blade of his scythe and pressing down against Erza. She grimaced as she clutched her blade with both hands to try and hold him back; his strength was insane.
"Dumb little fly," Erigor repeated quietly, his lips twisting upwards in a mocking grin as he inched his scythe closer to Erza's face. Her hands were trembling.
"You will not hurt her!" Natsu screamed loudly, jumping in from above as the flames spat around him. He took a deep breath. "Fire Dragon's—"
"I told you; it's useless !" Erigor snapped, flicking his wrists out as the fire extinguished with a dying gasp. Natsu's flames disappeared, leaving him helpless in mid-air as a whip of wind sent him crashing to the ground.
Haruka screamed in shock, but a sudden gust of wind sent her scattering away. The wind was so powerful that each gust carved gouges into the ground. Even the solid stone of the train station was being torn apart. The night howled with the demonic music and the roar of the storm.
"Stay back, Natsu!" Erza ordered, as the lance disappeared and two curved blades Requipped into her hands. Erigor's scythe shot outwards, but Erza ducked underneath his arm and stabbed into his body with her blades. Erigor didn't even seem to feel the blow, charging into her with a shoulder barge and slamming the scythe downwards into her face. Erza had to drop her swords to grab a hold of the scythe blade. The knife-edge bit into the palm of her hands, drawing blood.
Erza kicked outwards, but Erigor took the blow like a monster. Quickly, his other hand shot outwards, clutching Erza by the neck. His clawed fingers bit into her skin as his hands wrapped all the way around her neck. Erza's aura of Spirit Magic flickered in protest against his touch, trying to absorb the damage as the glittering outline started to waver.
"Listen closely," Erigor muttered. The music was still pumping from the holes in his arm, fuelled by the air. His whole body was like a giant church organ, so loud that Erza's ears were nearly bleeding. "That sound… that is the sound of all those people dying in agony…"
His voice was unhinged and bloodthirsty. The demon was slowly consuming the man. Erigor grinned evilly. "It sounds delicious, doesn't it?"
She could feel his breath on her face. Erza fought against his grip, but his strength was insane and she could barely move as she held the scythe blade back. Her heart was pounding furiously. Erza's eyes were pure fury, red hair spilling madly, wrestling against the demon.
"You're going to die now," Erigor promised, inching the sharp wooden blade closer. "What a shame you won't get to hear the chorus, but it will be—"
A loud shriek split open the sky. Erigor frowned with confusion as he turned. Erza recognised the noise, but it was one that she had never expected to hear again. There was barely a second's warning as an insane amount of Magic power dropped on to them.
Suddenly, Erigor disappeared and two demons collided with a howl of power. Erza's mouth dropped open as she recognised the locks of wild white hair whipping in the wind.
"Mira?! " Erza muttered in shock, but the Mage was in no state to listen. Mirajane's eyes were bloodshot and primal, even as she slashed outwards with clawed hands. The raw Magic was suffocating.
It had been so many years since Erza had seen Mirajane release this side of herself. Erza had almost forgotten how completely terrifying it was.
Mirajane's body was completely transformed into her demon form, but it wasn't her well-refined Satan Soul. It reminded Erza more of her early years, before Mira learned to control her Demon Take Over. This form was wild and animalistic. Sharp horns jutted from her head, bat-like wings spilled from her shoulders and her body was covered in scales and claws. Her eyes were pointed and her pupils were slits. A large, spiked tail burst from her back, and her pointy teeth filled her mouth as she snarled. The friendly, absentminded barmaid was gone—Mirajane was completely demonic.
She lost control, Erza realised dumbly. Mirajane had always wrestled against the darker, demon persona. She kept the ruthlessness hidden under the surface, but it had never vanished. Every Take Over Mage feared actually becoming the beast, and Mirajane had always been the strongest Take Over Mage around. All the demonic energy in the air had pushed her over the edge—Mirajane had finally lost control.
"…Mira…" Erza asked uncertainly, barely audible over all the noise. The two demons clashed furiously, wrestling with monstrous strength. "…Are you… ummm… are you sane?"
She never answered. Mirajane was too busy trying to rip Erigor limb from limb.
"Who are you?!" Erigor demanded, all three eyes bugling in shock. Mirajane roared as her claws cut into Erigor's chest, throwing up sparks. Erigor cut out with his scythe, but Mirajane barely even noticed.
"You dare to face me ?" Erigor demanded furiously, striking outwards with a blade of wind. "I am a demon, bitch! "
The blast of wind was as sharp as an axe. Mirajane swatted it inside easily as she barrelled towards Erigor, tearing through his Storm Mail with ease.
"You're not a demon…" Mirajane muttered in a deadly quiet voice, speaking for the first time. Her voice was cold and gravelly. Mirajane clutched his chest tightly, physically heaving his huge body into the ground like a ragdoll. The earth exploded into dust. Suddenly, Mirajane was on top of him, eyes glowing with fury.
Her knuckles slammed into Erigor's face with a dull shockwave. "…You just try too hard …"
Mirajane opened her mouth, generating a huge amount of Shadow Magic. The air shimmered as the power charged into a blast of pure darkness. In that brief moment before the world exploded, Erigor gulped. Mirajane's eyes were merciless.
"…bitch ."
In an instant, everything blacked out. The raw Magic dissolved straight through the ground, pluming into a huge orb of Magic that swallowed the whole train station. Haruka could only stare at the scene in awe as the energy caused tingles to run down her spine. For a moment, the demonic music finally stopped.
When the dust settled, Mirajane was hovering in the sky, gliding on the updraft with gentle beats of her wings. Erza staggering upwards, glaring at the crater with dark eyes. For a few seconds, everything was quiet, but then there was a blast of air and the melody of Lullaby started again, slow, dark and terrible.
"No…" Haruka gasped, wincing as she felt the music try to cut through her blessing. Her Magic was running dangerously low. As soon as it ran out, Natsu and Erza wouldn't be able to fight anymore.
With slow footsteps, Erigor slowly walked out of the smog. He was bleeding from the forehead, or at least oozing. His blood was black and as thick as tree sap.
"I am beyond any mortal," Erigor growled slowly, his voice as low and as threatening as the rumble of a storm. His body was covered in scratches and cuts with half a dozen of Erza's blades still stuck in his chest. "I will send all of you flies into oblivion. I am beyond a demon."
The music was slowly building in crescendo, rumbling towards a chorus so loud that the earth rumbled and the sky split open. Erigor's three eyes shone purple as he glared towards Mirajane and Erza. " I am death…" Erigor muttered coldly.
There was a pause. Erza took a deep breath, and suddenly the Wind Empress Armour disappeared, replaced by black, heavy metal plate armour covered in spikes—the Purgatory Armour. Her left eye glinted in the darkness viciously.
"Mira, I don't care if you're sane anymore," Erza muttered quietly, as the Titania and the Demon took positions against Erigor. "First we'll kill this freak and then we'll sort everything else out later."
Erza took Mirajane's low growl as an agreement. Erigor roared in fury as the wind howled around him, so powerful that foundations of the train station were torn apart in an enormous tornado. It was met by a blast of Shadow Magic erupting from Mirajane's hand, tearing the wind apart as Erza charged in. Instantly, there was a giant spiked mace in her hands, as she slammed it downwards towards Erigor.
The earth trembled.