Change of plans

Swoosh 

Crackle 

BOOOOOOOM 

"NOOO!!!" 

"MASTER WHERE ARE YO-" 

SHIING 

BOOOOOOOOOOM 

SPLAT 

"DIE!!" 

Flare roared, venting all of his rage, frustration and stress onto these fragile humans. 

The more blood he spilled the better he felt. He felt wild and unrestrained as he flashed about endlessly, claiming yet again another life. 

... 

{Deep within the guild, in a dark and overshadowed room} 

"Master... should I go and take care of this nuisance?" 

A tall, broad shouldered man who wore a top hat and had a blindfold over his eyes spoke with his hands clasped together in a praying gesture. 

Within the darkness of the room a horrendous looking man came into view. He sat on a throne which only added to the heavy atmosphere surrounding him. 

His long and slender yet rough fingers tapped the handle of his throne as he contemplated his next move. Finally, after a hot three minutes he spoke. 

"No. You aren't his match.. I can feel it. His magic power is that of an SS-Class Wizard." 

"Impossible!! How could Fairy Tail hide such a powerful guild member?!" 

"I don't even know.. I spent nearly hours wondering the same thing. Anyways, did Juvia and Sol leave yet?" 

"They left a few minutes ago.. master, what are you..?" 

"Good. Call them back for me and take Totomaru with you. After you all have gathered, go capture that bastard for me. There will be a change of plans. Instead of the girl we'll use the new guy, understand?" 

"Understood! But it's quite sorrowful is it not? To see that our guild members must suffer like this.." 

"Them? No no no they are but cannon fodder for us to begin our plan kukuku… leave them be." 

"I see... Then, I shall take my leave and begin my mission. Sorrowfully!" 

Swoosh 

... 

{Back to Flare's side} 

Gajeel sat glued to the ground and watched on with horror as Flare's flames, which seemed to have had it's heat increased, burned and melted away every single person it came in contact with. 

Within his chaotic mind he continuously cursed at his master while momentarily denying the fact that he was about to die.

'IS THAT SHITTY MASTER GOING TO LEAVE US ALL HERE TO DIE AT THE HANDS OF THIS MONSTER?! I REFUSE!!' 

Feeling like he had no other option left he gathered his breath and started preparing a breath attack. 

But before he could even release it, the ropes of flames which were wrapped around his body slithered together and began to burn through his skin. 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" His gut wrenching scream caused the hearts of many surviving guild members to fall cold. 

"Did you seriously think that I would forget about you?" 

Flare smiled with squinted eyes. His raging flames began to strengthen and soon they surged with an even stronger force. 

His eyes flashed with a hidden emotion while his expression steadily began to harden. He spun on the spot like a top, fast and unstoppable. 

His flames began to follow his movements and soon a giant orangish tornado of flames which hid within it, a crimson golden hue was birthed. 

"Fire Dragon's Incantation: Crimson Vortex!!!" 

Swoosh 

VMMMM 

His flames hummed as they swirled and covered his tiny body. They expanded widely and soon began to wreck upon the poor and suffering people of Phantom Lord, havoc. 

VWOOM 

FWOOSH 

BOOOM 

BOOOM 

BOOOOM 

The tornado picked up, crumbled and even blew up the now fleeing members of Phantom Lord. 

Flare grinned with his face bloodied. The adrenaline which rushed throughout his body flooded towards his head. 

The breathtaking feeling of exacting revenge on his enemies.. it fueled him, pushing him to higher levels of europhia. 

I mean how could he not react like this? He recently "lost" his father and best friend and now his best friend's significant other was left hanged and messed up like ragged clothes. 

If his rage could take on a form it would be one of the most disturbing and terrifying one man has ever seen. 

That's why he indulged himself in the feeling of shedding these people's blood...

While Flare continued on with his massacre a certain chibi like old man marched along a certain path with a boiling red hot face clearly showing off his anger. 

Behind him was a large group of several hundred people. On each of their bodies was a similar symbol stamped. 

It glowed with a prideful aura adding to the majesty of the group.

It was without a doubt, Fairy Tail. Makarov grinded his teeth silently while mixed emotions surged throughout his entire face. 

From anger and hatred towards Phantom Lord to concern and regret toward Flare. In the end he only had one person to blame for this.

'Jose you fucking black magic using bastard!!' 

Makarov sank deeper into his thoughts of hatred but was instantly shifted out of it as the faint sounds of groaning entered his open ears.

"Urgh…"

"Argh…." *cough* cough*

Splat

His eyes widened, sensing the familiarity through those distinct groans. 

The following guild members observed their master's demeanor change over to several hundred if not thousands of other ones. 

Startled by it they walked slower than usual as they now found their master decreasing his speed as well.

"Master, what's-"

"Shhhh!!!"

"..."

Makarov silenced the man who had questioned. 

Focusing his gaze into the far on distance two feeble looking figures came into sight. 

One male and one female, both greatly injured yet not to the point of instant death. 

Makarov's silent demeanor completely broke after his gaze focused. 

"NATSU! ERZA!!"

BANG

SWOOSH

Makarov shouted as the earth beneath his feet crumbled with his figure disappearing from plain sight. 

Gales of heavy, sharp wind kicked up and howled through the air as he reached Natsu and Erza's side within the blink of an eye, greatly statling the guild members of Fairy Tail.

However, their stupor was instantly broken after they too finally caught onto the situation.

"NATSU!!"

"ERZA-SAN!!"

"NATSU-KUN!!"

"ERZA-CHAN!!!"

Multiple people all called out as they stomped towards Makarov's side. 

Within mere moments every single person had surrounded the crouching Makarov as he examined Erza and Natsu. 

After a few moments he sighed with deep relief yet a massive amount of regret.

"I'm sorry, brats.." *sighs*

Looking towards two of his guild members he said, "You two, take Erza and Natsu back to the guild." 

He paused and only resumed after he received a nod in response from the two guild members, "And as for the rest of us, we march and once we reach there we'll bring hell to them!!"

"OU!!!!!!"

They all shouted with their rage swirling through the atmosphere. This only added to their ferocity which they all unconsciously leaked. 

BOOM 

BOOM

BOOM

They proceeded onwards leaving the two guild members behind to tend to Natsu and Erza.

{Back to Flare's side}

"ARGHHHHHHH!!!!"

A loud roar filled with anguish was released from a deep crater. 

Within the crater the owner of the voice was revealed to be a man with long black spiky hair that was now disheveled beyond recognition. 

His torso's clothing was completely burnt off with his skin showing off dark scabby like features as well.

Keeping him binded was a bright rope of flames wrapped around his upper and lower body. 

His sanity slowly dropped as he crossed the border and readily entered the domain of insanity.

"Gajeel~ That's your name, right? Look~ Look~ There's only fifty more guild members remaining. Do you know what that means?"

"!!!"

The man called Gajeel had a horrified expression crawl onto his face hearing the playfulness that the sadistic voice carried. 

Looking into the air with his eyes gradually turning redder by the second due to the extreme blood loss he caught sight of Flare's hovering figure. 

The burning figure of a tiny red bear with a scarf around its neck, two wings protruding out of it's back and several strands of flame hair on it's head came into view.

"You know what? Maybe I should--"

Fwoosh

"Huh-"

BOOM

A massive explosion sounded from Flare's position silencing the little red bear instantly.

As smoke filled the area around there, a tiny red blur flipped, rolled and tumbled through the air instantly leaving the smokey sight.

Swoosh

Flare, having been flung backwards like that, was about to prepare an attack when suddenly a giant shadow boomed towards his flying figure...

OMMMM

A deep and loud hum resounded throughout the area as a giant broad shouldered man appeared over Flare's body and sent a palm strike towards his head.

"It's sorrowful that this must be destroyed!!"

Swoosh

"Heh!" Flare suddenly sneered while gazing upon the incoming attack.

BOOM

"ARGH!!!" A massive explosion of flames unraveled, coating the atmosphere with several layers of heat.

The broad shouldered man flew towards the sky as his body was completely swallowed by black smoke.

"Aria!!!"

Several voices, precisely three, rang out from within the distance. 

"Pathetic." Flare's mocking tone soured their enraged mood even more. 

They charged up their magic, whereas a young man with white and black hair who at the same time hugged a katana in his right hand stepped forward to complain.

"How dare-"

The young man choked on his words though as he witnessed Flare vanish, disappearing into the atmosphere.

Dread enveloped both him and his friends as they hastily swept their gaze around the ruined guild.

"Peek a boo~"

Swoosh

BOOOOOOOOOOM