Chaos Finalized

"Urgh...!" Amon lied down, resting against a wall of a building. The moonlight reflected on his body, as everyone else was more than likely asleep. He didn't know the time, but it was more than likely midnight or passed. Amon's entire body was in pain after transforming into that...Demon. All that was left of his clothing was his white shirt and pants, but even those were torn to a degree, even if somewhat minor. "Haaah...Haaah..." Amon breathed heavily, barely capable of moving. He was practically helpless.

"So, how do you feel after your lil' revenge trip?" Lucadra asked Amon, startling him as she appeared out of nowhere, kneeling infront of him in her adult form. "Lemme guess, your chest tightens each time you breathe, your heart's beating faster than you can track, and your stomach has a bulge...full of some unknown heavy feeling, pushing you down, right?" Lucadra was spot on, that is exactly how Amon felt, and his expression of denial showed it "Wanna know why you feel that way? Because you took pain and misused it. There are three ways to use your pain. You can either have the pain stay inside, and let it help you adapt and grow stronger, change yourself appropriately to the pain. You can let it dominate you, make you weak and feeble, so much that even a rabbit is too much for you. Or...you can let it control you. Now, tell me..." Lucadra pointed her index finger at Amon "Which options did you choose? Or rather...which would you like to change to?".

"Shut up...you damn...! Urkh...!" Amon even struggled with words, causing him to sweat from the pain "What...what the fuck...happened to me...? I...I blacked out...!" Amon only had faint recollections of whatever it is that happened to him after being struck by Caeser's Gladius Album.

"Chaos Break." Gram said "That is why you need to be careful. If your rage, hate or any other emotion gets the best of you, it will result in a Chaos Break. It is a terrible, violent transformation. You're lucky you returned to normal after calming down. Most just go mad and never come back." Gram explained this "Chaos Break" to Amon.

"Wait...so...what did I...do?".

"You killed Caeser, and left." Lucadra answered, sounding serious for a change "It seemed like you acted on instinct, rather than out of stupidity. Why, I think this Chaos Break form has more brains than you." Lucadra was just mocking Amon by this point, but she did have a point.

"...Good..." Amon said, forcing himself back on his feet "If it's just him who's dead...than I have no problem..." Amon began limping away, trying to get home.

"So, you admit it was all foolish?" Gram asked Amon, clearly not pleased with his recent actions.

"I..." Amon looked down at his hands, seeing the scratches on his hands were gone, having been fully healed "...I...had a...bad influence." Amon said, rubbing his forehead. His head felt light, and in pain "Goddammit, me...".

"Let's just head home." Lucadra said, passing Amon, taking the appearance of a child "We don't wanna worry everyone when we don't arrive in the morning, right?".

"...Right." Amon agreed, beginning to pick up the pace as he limped further.

"So, when're you gonna tell everyone about us? And you're womanly side?" Kagami suddenly asked, appearing in the reflection of Amon's eye.

"Gah...! Stop that!" Amon was startled by Kagami's sudden appearance, especially considering her silence in the past few hours. Yet, he quickly calmed himself, recomposing himself "I probably will...Eventually. But about you? I think it's best left a secret..." Amon said, making it clear it's best to keep the three supernatural entities in his head a secret.

Lucadra giggled at Amon, suddenly appearing on top of him, riding on his shoulders "Shouldn't we be aquainted with our family, eh?" Lucadra said to Amon, smiling slyly.

"Yeah...I...guess you guys are a part of the family..." Amon said, a slight smile appearing on his face "Ah, we'll tell 'em today at dinner! Wha'tcha say?".

"No objections." Gram replied.

"Do whatever you want." Kagami replied, sounding bored.

"Woohoo! I'mma have me some kids!" Lucadra cheerfully declared, clapping her hands, her comment somewhat terrifying Amon.

Chaos Walks
The sun rose up, its light entering through the windows, waking up Lucy from her sleep "Mmm~!" She woke up, stretching her arms, letting out a calmed breath. Lucy got out of bed, yawning as she walked over to her closet, opening it. Sadly, she still only had two fitting pieces of clothing, her old waitress uniform, and the clothing she borrowed from Amon the other day. Combined with her pink pajamas, that makes three. "I should probably start working soon to get money to buy me more clothes..." Lucy said, lamenting on her lack of clothing. Everything else was handpicked by Lamia, but they were either too small or revealing for her taste.

She eventually settled for atleast wearing Amon's black pants and white shirt. It was a bit too big for her, but it was better than the rest of what she had. But, because of its size, she was concerned it would accidentally reveal too much, thus Lucy wore the jacket over it, closing the zipper. It did enough to cover up her cleavage, and the rest of her upperbody.

"This is actually kinda comfy now that I think about it..." Lucy said to herself, until her nose picket up the scent of the clothing "Maybe I should get them cleaned. This salty smell is annoying..." She then noticed a glimmer in the closet, it was the golden and silver keys, with a single black key being among them, the ones she always had with her. Lucy took them, putting them in her pocket, and walked out of her room, putting on flip flops on her feet. Lucy looked down from the upper floor's rails, seeing everyone was already awake.

"Ah, Lucy, come join us." Juvia called out to Lucy, gesturing her to come over, even smiling to her, a rare action by this version of Juvia "It is incredibly boring and frustrating without an equally intelligent individual." However, her subtle rudeness was ever so present.

Lucy let out a weak giggle, amused but also overwhelmed by Juvia's behaviour. She walked down the stairs "Maybe...these people aren't so bad after all..." Lucy thought to herself. Despite their...actions, they don't seem to have any cruel intentions against her. If anything, they were generous, even if one or two of them could use some work in their behaviour.

"Uncle Lucy!" However, being called "uncle" by Lily and Circe and Kuro was still something she had to get used to "Sit with me!" Lily called out to Lucy, waving her hand with excitement. She seems to have taken a liking to Lucy.

"Hahaha! Another uncle to the family!" Hyperion, who sat next to Lily, laughed in joy at seeing her "niece" enjoying herself "Come sit nearby, Uncle Lucy!" Even she began calling her that.

"Hahaha...it's really your fault for the gender confusion..." Asura said, laughing weakly at Hyperion's inability to understand the damage she's caused.

Lucy giggled lightly, walking over to the table, smiling. She was beginning to miss her life in Stella less and less by the day. Granted, it wasn't really much. She originally thought moving to such a prestigous country will give her some kind of financial boost. Sadly, that didn't work out very well.

"Heh." A sly giggle caught everyone's attention. Everyone's attention was directed towards the kitchen, where Marx simply sat on a chair, hanging his feet on the kitchen table, holding a bitten apple. Everyone's expression immediately changed from carefree or happy to a more serious or frightened look "I do apologize for interrupting your breakfast break." Marx said, getting off the chair and standing up. There was a visible crack across his mask, crossing behind his right eye in half a circle "But, I'm afraid I must ask you lot for a favour.".

"Oh, favour, eh?" Lamia said, getting up. She calmly placed her hands in her pocket, walking towards Marx. She knew he was powerful, and that with Hanzo and Kugoku gone on their trip, they had less power than before. She had to postpone this until Gajeel, Mira and Levy arrived. Atleast then, there'd be more power to overwhelm Marx with "What'cha got in mind?" Lamia stopped infront of Lucy, who froze up on the spot. Marx's mere presence caused her to shiver, his incredible aura being easy to sense.

Marx pointed at Lamia. Or rather, it was directed at Lucy, who was behind him "Now that I made time, I'd like that woman. Well, not really. But, I do require her. Specifically, her keys. The yellow ones. Oh, and her as well." Marx said, making it clear what he wants, making Lucy even more frightened by this man.

Lamia made sure to get behind Lucy, making her the focus for Marx "Why should we?" Lamia said to Marx, plain and simple, without a hint of fear in her tone. Soon as she did, everyone else stood out of their seats. Hera and Frank, who now possessed a new, humanoid body, remained at the table, keeping Lily, Circe and Kuro in place. "We outnumber you. What makes you think you can simply come over here, and demand such things? And without consequences either?".

"Hahaha. I was correct." Marx said, sounding absolutely joyful "You are indeed an excellent match for the boy." Marx soon shook his head, as if disappointed "But, that also means you have the same amount of idiocy behind you." Suddenly, Marx's magical aura spiked, as if to intimidate everyone "I will give you one chance. Give me the woman and her keys, or I will have to use my fingers." Marx said, pointing a single index finger at everyone.

Lamia knew Marx wasn't bluffing. The fact he managed to enter the hotel, crossing the Jutsu Shiki, was proof enough. She had only erected it last night, but it should still be powerful enough to hold back even S-Class Mages. And peeking outside the window, she realized there was a large crack in it. He managed to break it, and enter without anyone noticing. Lamia took a deep breath, and let out a sigh, before replying "No.".

"Oh, well." Marx began gathering energy at the single tip of his finger "It was could've been done so much smoother.".

"No. It couldn't have." Lamia said to Marx "'cause I ain't sellin' out my buddy.".

"Heh." Marx immediately turned to face the door, as stopped a metallic club that shot forth towards him, doing so with a single hand "Awww, more guests?" Marx said in a mocking manner, as he saw Gajeel at the door, being the one to shoot forth his Iron Dragon's Club at him after all. Beside him, stood Mirajane and Levy.

"We're not letting you get near Lucy!" Gajeel declared, as the club began to liquify, quickly reshaping itself into a blade, piercing clean through Marx's hand.

"Keh!" Marx shot forth a beam of magic energy at Gajeel's direction "Longinus!".

"Satan Soul!" Mirajane uttered, as a black aura engulfed her entire being, quickly emerging out of it in a new form. She grew a bit taller, her body now being covered in in a skimpy, one piece purple suit, exposing her stomach, and cleavage, with a high collar, demonic and spikey in appearance, and purple leggings, with high heels. Her physical appearance also changed, her hair most prominently becoming spikier, extending upwards, and her ponytail becoming longer. Her ears become pointy, like an elf's, and her arms become covered in scales, with claws, and fin-like edges on her forearms. In addition, she grew a thick, scaley tail, as well as demonic, bat-like wings. Her eyes became darker, her teeth more canine, and also gaining lipstick. She stood before the blast, extending her arm forth as darkness gathered at the palm of her hand. "I apologize for the collateral damage but...!" Mira apologized in advance, knowing there will be damage once she attacks "Soul Extinction!" She declared, firing a dark purple beam of darkness, striking Marx's Longinus.

"Oho! Impressive! It's not being overwhelmed!" Marx chuckled, before adding more power to his attack "But my spear is the strongest." The Longinus beam suddenly increased in size and power, fully blasting through Mirajane, Gajeel and Levy, destroying the door, and a large part of the wall as well. "Haha! Nice try! Now..." Marx turned to face the rest of the family, extending his arm to them "Care to avoid being next?".

"We're not done yet." Gajeel said, walking back into the house, his body covered in iron scales, with his shirt good as gone. "That was nice, but not good enough.".

Mira descended from the skies, carrying Levy in her arms. She placed Levy down, walking right next to Gajeel "Care to continue?".

"...Hahaha." Marx suddenly charged at the family, with the intention of getting to Lucy "I won't waste my time with this!" Marx said, extending his arm forth as he ran to his target.

"Not so fast!" Juno declared, getting his way, creating her lightning arm, as Rhea also joined her side.

"Out of my way!" Marx threw a multitude of cards, snapping his fingers, causing several of them to explode, but also one of them allowing him to teleport, passing the two women with ease "I'll kill you later.".

"Dammit...!" Juno emerged from the smoke of the explosion, scratches on her blood, as well as bleeding from her forehead and mouth.

"Gah...!" Rhea pointed Vehemence at Marx "You won't esc-...!".

"No need to stress yourself." Aph calmly said, cutting Rhea, as she began walking forth "I'll make him bow~" Aph raised her hand, clenching it into a fist, as the gravity suddenly increased, forcing Marx to hit the floor with great force, shattering the wooden floor "Awww, you look cute with your face eating wood." Everyone seemed to calm down after witnessing Marx hit the floor like that.

"You...have a child correct...?" Marx said, causing Aph's expression to change from a smile to shock "Hahaha..." Marx pushed the ground with his arms, trying to stand back up "Hahaha!!! How priceless! To think he'd actually have a woman bear his child! And a real one at that." Marx struck the earth again, as Aph increased the gravity's intensity, having struck a nerve "Hahaha...I am...stronger." Marx uttered, as he tried getting up again, succeeding this time, getting up flawlessly.

"What...?" Aph increased the gravity again, seemingly having an effect on him once more.

"I am stronger." Marx uttered again, as he continued getting up, uanffected by the increase of gravity "I am king." Suddenly, Aph struck the earth, falling down and unable to stand.

"W-...What...?!" Aph was confused. It felt like...the gravity was going against her this time.

"Aph?!" Lamia herself was confused as to what was happening "What kind of magic are you using...?".

"Hahaha." Marx walked passed Aph, and the moment he did, she managed to get up again "My power." Marx declared, as everyone, except Aph and Lamia, lunged at Marx "Ha!" Kiryu was the first to reach him, swinging his metallic sword at him. Marx ducked, quickly delivering a devastating punch to the old man's stomach, forcing him on his knees. Second were Juno and Rhea. For them, he simply extended his arm back, firing an enormous beam of energy at them, forcing both of them to defend. Juno by creating a shield of lightning, and Rhea by enveloping herself in darkness.

"Justice! KICK!" Hyperion shouted, leaping forth and delivering a kick towards Marx. Marx blocked the kick with the back of his hand. He swiped his arm, forcing Hyperion to fall next to him, delivering a swift kick, which Hyperion blocked and caught with his arms "Heh." Hyperion flashed a grin, as Asura leaped forth as well.

"Three Realm Combo!" Asura declared, striking Marx's chest with an open palm, sending a shockwave through him, tearing a perfect circle on the front and back of his shirt. She immediately performed a full spin, kicking him in the same area, sending an even more powerful shockwave than before. Asura stomped the earth right after, as she thrusted both arms force, magic energy gathering around them, and as they struck Marx's body, they engulfed him in a wave of pure magic power, shooting forth as a shockwave.

"I was too carefree..." Marx said, still standing before Asura, as he grabbed Asura's hands "I should've been a bit rougher!" He then struck her with a powerful straight kick with his free leg, causing her to cough blood.

"Asura!" Hyperion immediately released Marx's arm, intending to aid her friend.

"Heh." Marx performed a full spin, dragging Asura with him, and striking Hyperion with her body. Yet, Hyperion instead caught Asura, as the two were sent flying passed the dinner table, and all the way to the other side of the room. A wave of water, soon turning into sharp icicles, rained upon Marx. And he knew exactly by whom. He immediately spotted Juvia, charging towards her, dodging her icicles, as he struck only, for her body to turn into water, and more icicles to materialize before her. "Keh." Marx charged a single sphere of magic power in his palm, while his hand remained within Juvia's water body, allowing it to explode into a fierce explosion, causing Juvia's body to blow up everywhere. "You all disappoint! Now give me the wo-...! Where is she?" Marx uttered, as he realized Lucy was gone, and only Lamia stood before him.

Lamia smirked, giving Marx the birdy "Tough luck, clown." Lamia said to Marx.

"Hilarious." Marx sarcastically said, as he quickly ran outside, chasing after Lucy, wherever she is.

Lamia quickly ran towards Aph, who was coughing blood. She struck the floor too hard "Are you okay?" Lamia asked Aph, helping her stay standing "Stay here." Lamia told Aph, turning to Hera and Frank, as she noticed her children seemed stunned after what just unfolded, only Kuro seemed more irritated than anything, while Ricky himself kept a calm exterior, albeit showing small signs of aggravation. "Frank, Hera, make sure anyone who got injured stays here." Lamia said, noticing Juno and Rhea were struggling to stay standing, while Asura was visibly hurt by that kick, even Kiryu was still on his knees "Hyperion, Juvia, come with me." Lamia said, realizing only these two were still capable of fighting.

Juvia finally reformed back into herself, dusting her body "Let's chase the clown.".

"Yessir!" Hyperion said, putting down Asura on a chair, to make sure she was atleast okay "Wait here.".

"Hey..." Asura smiled towards Hyperion, despite obviously being in pain "Come back alive, will ya?".

"Of course!" Hyperion said, giving a thumbs up to Asura.

Meanwhile, Marx traced Lucy's magical energy. He could tell her aura apart from the others, since hers carried that of other beings, the ones summoned via her keys "Ha, there you are." Marx charged into a building, punching clean through it, finding Lucy, shielded by Gajeel, Mira and even Levy "Hahaha. Do you really want to play rough? I promise you, I'm an ace at this game.".

"Game? You treat this like nothing but a game?!" Gajeel snapped at Marx, visibly irritated.

"Oh, my apologies. It's not game-ish yet. Unless, of course, we have a set of rules." Marx snapped his fingers, as a large gust of wind picket up, causing several objects to lift up in the air. Mailboxes, cars and even loose blocks on the sidewalks. "Welcome to my territory!" Marx declared, as the wind turned into a gigantic twister, surrounding the entire ten floor high building, trapping everyone in this prison of wind "Rules are simple...You die you lose. Prize is the woman." Marx explained, rather quickly too.

"Wha-...?!"

"Go!" Marx didn't give Gajeel a chance to react, immediately charging towards them "Hahaha!".

Mirajane immediately activated her Satan Soul spell, transforming once more, cupping her hands together, as darkness gathered inbetween them "Soul Extinction!" Mirajane fired an enormous beam of dark purple darkness, much larger than the one-handed version.

"Same trick again?!" Marx leaped forth, jumping an incredible height, completely avoiding Mira's attack "I shall show you a new one!" Wind began to gather in a sphere in Marx's palm, as he descended downwards. He shot forth the bullet of wind at everyone, the backlash from shooting it causing him to ascend up once more.

Gajeel activated his Iron Dragon's Scales, quickly grabbing Levy and Lucy, embracing both in order to shield them. As Mirajane stood behind him "Evil Explosion!" Mira shot forth a dark purple sphere of darkness, colliding the wind bullet. As the two collided, the sphere simply phased through the bullet, continuing until it struck Marx himself, exploding like a volatile bomb, but the bullet continued forth as well, striking Mirajane before she can react, as it erupted into a shockwave of pure wind, with the addition of wind slicing through her flesh. Or it would, if she wasn't transformed.

Marx landed down, as a hole in the wind prison sealed itself, while an explosion was heard from the outside. His shirt was visibly torn, yet he seemed to chuckle, as he held his hat close to him, as if defending it. "Ah, fine." Marx tore whatever was left of his shirt off, letting it fall on the ground, revealing his fairly muscular build. He rubbed his head, allowing his slicked back hair to flow naturally, becaming messy, as he tossed his hat away, using wind to make it fly higher up "I'll get serious with you two.".

Gajeel looked at Levy and Lucy "Are you two okay?" He asked them.

"We're fine. What about you?" Levy asked back.

"I'll be fine." Gajeel said, turning to see Marx, having heard him "Stay with Lucy." Gajeel said, as he stood next to Mirajane "I never thought I'd see the day me and you would stand against one enemy." Gajeel said to Mirajane, flashing a smile, bearing his teeth.

"No one said it's impossible." Mirajane said, returning a smile to Gajeel "But, he's a common enemy...and we're probably the only competent ones to fend him off to keep Lucy safe.".

"Engrave this name, weaklings." Marx declared, beginning to walk towards the two "I am without equal, the most powerful, and undefeated being on this pitiful world." Marx proudly declared, his eyes squinting in amusement "And you are beneath my foot!" Marx charged at the two at blinding speed. Only appearing momentarily as a blur every few seconds.

Gajeel's scales shone a brilliant glimmer, activating his Steel Mode "Steel Dragon's Sword!" Gajeel transformed his right arm to a jagged blade that shone brilliantly. He extended his arm forth, as the blade extended, shooting towards Marx.

As the blade approached him, Marx leaped onto it, the impact of his foot standing on the blade causing it to hit the ground, as he began running across it to reach Gajeel. As he did, miniature blades began to potrude from the main blade, soon to overwhelm and skewer Marx's legs. However, Marx leaped up, heading towards Gajeel. But before he could so much as get near him, Mirajane tackled him, having flown next to him, sending him tumbling down on the ground, though he quickly managed to regain his footing "Annoying!" Marx declared, as he extended his arms apart from one another.

"Dark Arms!" Mirajane thrusted her arm forth, firing a multitude of dark spectral arms towards Marx, with the intention of catching him and overwhelming him with numbers.

"Cute!" Marx clapped his hands, as a powerful shockwave of wind emitted from this simple clap. Then it unleashed a powerful gust of spherical shockwave, shattering the floor, and expanding more and more. It began to force Mirajane's Dark Arms spell back. It continued to tear the room's walls and ceiling as well, and began to reach everyone else.

"D-...Damn!" Mirajane flew infront of Lucy and Levy, clapping her hands and creating a sphere of darkness inbetween her hands, which she shot forth. Said sphere of darkness shot forth like a highspeed bullet, and the moment it made contact with Marx's spell, it expanded in size, and blew up like a volatile bomb, cancelling out the spell.

"Nice." Marx said, appearing infront of Mira in the blink of an eye. He delivered a powerful kicked towards her, which was immediately blocked by Gajeel, still in his Steel Mode, managing to remain in place, despite the force behind Marx's kick shattering the wall behind everyone with its power. "Oh?" Marx sounded leginimately impressed with Gajeel tanking his kick.

"Steel Dragon's...!" Gajeel breathed in, and Marx knew what was coming. He quickly backflipped a fair distance away, cocking his arm back in an open palm, charging magic energy into a sphere. Mirajane herself prepared her own attack, ready to unleash another Soul Extinction "...ROAR!" Gajeel unleashed a storm of steel, shimmering as they blasted like a beam of light.

"Soul Extinction!" Mirajane fired her blast of dark purple darkness as well, it's size as equally impressive as Gajeel's attack.

The more the attacks traveled, they seemed to fuse together, joining into a single beam. A white blast, surrounded by a dark purple spiral of darkness, shooting forth towards Marx "Dragonic Soul's Darkness Edge!" The two declared, as if on instinct, as their attacks completely merged into a singular beam thanks to the power of Unison Raid.

"Hmph." Marx dissipated his attack, allowing the conjoined beam to engulf him completely, blasting through the wall behind him, through the prison of wind, and through several other buildings as well. The vicious winds of the prison picked up again, reforming back as if nothing happened to it.

"Keep your guard up!" Gajeel said "He could still be...!".

"Alive?" Marx suddenly appearing inbetween Mira and Gajeel, as he caught a card that was falling down before him. The two were shocked, and before they as much as speak, Marx struck both of them on the head, with such speed that it appeared as if an invisible force struck them while he didn't even budge. The two, of course, didn't lose consciousness, but were pushed back by the immense force of his attack.

"You bastard...!" Gajeel roared, regaining his footing as he prepared to strike Marx.

"I won't let you!" Mirajane did the same, as the two aimed right for the head.

"Heh." Suddenly, the two stopped, as they began clinging to air. Within an instant, the oxygen vanished from an enclosed area around them, causing to lose air quickly. "Let's see how long you can last without any air." Marx said,a s the two fell on their knees, trying to move, but the sudden change in the atmosphere caused their bodies to collapse, as their visions became blurry, their movement stiff, and their time limited.

Lucy lied against the corner of the building, terrified of this man, however, Levy stood in his way, determined to defend her friend. "Move." Marx said to Levy, as if warning her.

"L-...Levy...!" Gajeel was alarmed, seeing Levy stand before this monster. He tried getting back up, but his body wouldn't do as he commanded.

"No." Levy answered, swift and to the point. She quickly swiped her arm, declaring "Bomb!" As the very word materialized before Marx, being black like charcoal, with smoldering heat emitting from it. The word erupted into an explosion, engulfing Marx's upper body in flames.

"Annoying." Wind quickly picked up, turning off the flames, with only minor burns and injuries visible on Marx's body. He immediately grabbed Levy by her hair, pulling her close and kneeing her in the stomach, releasing her then, causing her to cough blood on the floor, as she fell on her knees "That was a warning. Now, move before I do so myself." Marx warned Levy one more.

"Urgh...! N-...No...!" Levy replied, glaring at Marx with fierceness in her eyes.

"W-...Why are you doing this for me...?" Lucy questioned Levy, stunned by Levy's insistence on defending her.

"Yes, why? Would you rather die here and now?" Marx concured, more than ready to harm Levy more.

"I won't!" Levy declared, standing back up, despite the surging pain across her body "I...I couldn't do a thing four years ago! I was too weak! But not anymore! Right now! I'm going to defend Lucy with my life!".

"Foolish." Marx declared, preparing to strike Levy once more, this time with his fist.

"Well said!" A voice echoed, as a brilliant light shone from Lucy's pocket, a figure emerging, and blocking Marx's punch, albeit with some difficulty. The figure wore an all black suit, with a white undershirt, a red tie. He possessed light brown hair, stylized like cat ears, and he wore glasses. "That's all I needed!".

"Leo...?" Lucy said, suddenly having flashes of memory crossing her mind "No...You're...Loke..." Lucy suddenly felt a chill on her cheeks. Those were tears "I'm crying...?".

"Regulus Impact!" Loke declared, as a bright light illuminated from his hand, firing a lion-shaped light construct at Marx, blasting him away, all the way to the other side of the room, continuing to tear through the wall and through the wind prison, as his effect wore off on Gajeel and Mirajane allowing the two to breathe again.

"Gah, goddammit. That was terrible." Gajeel said, reverting back to normal "Such a monster...".

Loke turned to face Lucy, walking to her and extending his arm to her "Do you remember me now?" Loke asked Lucy, as she took his hand, helping her stand back up on her feet.

"Levy!" Gajeel quickly rushed to Levy "Are you okay?".

"I'm fine..." Levy said, coughing and wiping the blood dripping on her lips "I can still stand.".

"Heh, of course you can." Gajeel said to Levy, as if complimenting her.

"Why are you here...?" Lucy asked Loke, confused. She had vague memories about him, not enough to fully understand the situation, but still enough to know.

"I'm sorry. I was only granted permission now to save you." Loke said, beginning to explain himself, as he grabbed Lucy's shoulders "A Celestial Spirit isn't allowed to be summoned on their own if their wielder has no memory of them. The Celestial Spirit King would have otherwise banished anyone who disobeyed that. We're all truly sorry, but the gates have been openned again! We can be together once more!".

"I...".

"Adorable!" Marx rose back up, unscathed by Loke's attack, cutting off Lucy "To think I'd get to battle so many intriguing fellows in one day. And this was only a kidnapping! Those usually end so quickly!" Marx said "But enough of this! I shall end this n-...!".

Suddenly, sound of yelling was heard, as Amon broke through one of the walls, completely covered in Black Blood, hardened to protect him "I thought you were here!" Amon declared, staring at Marx "Lamia only confirmed it." Amon said, teleporting next to everyone else.

"Heh?" Marx tilted his head in confusion "Boy, you're back?".

"Yeah...I'm sorry I was late." Amon said, turning to see Lucy safe, and also looking around, seeing Gajeel and Mirajane injured, as well as Levy next to a puddle of blood "I just arrived, and I'm in a rather bad mood. So, seeing you isn't helping my case." Amon covered his arms in Black Blood, hardening them into gauntlets "But I won't let you leave this time!" Amon declared taking a stance, as everyone else also prepared to engage Marx once more.

Chaos Breaker
"Hahaha...HAHAHAHA!!!" Marx bursted laughing, cracking his knuckles, and neck "Oh...50% it is." Marx declared, as he suddenly vanished, charging at everyone, his feet crushing the floor as he did.

"Here he comes!" Gajeel declared, activating his Iron Shadow Dragon Mode, his body now covered in dark grey scales, as silvery shadows surrounded him, and his face becoming much more menacing than before.

"Satan Soul! Halphas!" Mirajane declared, as a white aura engulfed her, emerging in a new form. Unlike her regular Satan Soul, her body was now much more angelic in appearance. Her ears became covered long, sky blue scales that pointed upwards like horns, while large, blue angelic wings sprouted on her back. Her arms and feet also became covered in these sky blue scales, even growing a serpentine blue scaley tail. Her attire became a one-piece suit, exposing her cleavage, stomach and legs and arms, and was blue in color, with stripes being a darker shade of blue. Her hair also became much more flowy, remaining the same for the most part.

"Don't leave me out." Another voice declared, as another beam of light appeared, this time, a large, muscular humanoid bull, black and white, carrying a large, twin-headed battle axe. It had a ring on its nose, and wore a speedo "I will also protect Lucy-san!" Taurus declared, preparing himself.

"You are all fools!" Marx roared, as he reached everyone, and they all lunged at him as well. Surprisingly, Taurus was the first to do so, reaching Marx first. Taurus swung his massive axe towards Marx, with the intend of cutting the man in half "Ha!" Marx clenched his hand into a fist, punching the axe. Miraculously, he managed to shatter the axe to pieces, much to Taurus' shock and horror "No more playing around!" Marx immediately delivered a powerful punch to Taurus' stomach, causing the large bull man to cough up blood, however, he remained put, refusing to budge.

"I will crush you instead!" Taurus raised both arms up, quickly swiping them downwards, with the intention to crush Marx as he said.

"I am stronger." Marx declared, pushing his fist further into Taurus' stomach, only this time, he managed to make him budge, sending the bull tumbling on the ground, losing consciousness "I haven't put 50% quite yet I see...".

Marx was suddenly surrounded from four angles, by Loke, Mirajane, Gajeel and Amon, all attacking with their own perspective attack ready. "Heh. Those two women put up a better fight!" Marx declared, as he jumped, narrowly avoiding everyone, as they stopped looking up "Do not bore me any further." Marx declared, shooting forth a blast of air towards them.

Amon got in the center, punching the spherical ball of air, causing it to diserpse into slashes of wind, slicing a good chunk of his upper body that wasn't protected very well. Marx then came crashing down, and Amon prepared for him. "But for you, boy, it shall be 55%!" Marx declared, as the two clashed fists. Amon's feet shattered the floor, as the impact sent a powerful shockwave.

Gajeel immediately struck Marx's body with his Iron Shadow Dragon's Club, after performing a full swing, sending the jester flying, only for him to stop himself by releasing a burst of air from his being, allowing him to land safely on his feet.

"Hah. Alright. Special edition for you." Marx declared, clenching both of his hands into fists, he lowered himself, bending his knees, and keeping a space inbetween his legs, and bent as if he's about to run. Marx extended his right fist forward, raising to his forehead's level, while he tucked his left arm near his abdomen, keeping it in an open palm. "Dagonet Style." Marx declared, preparing himself.

"Heh, so now you're using a proper fighting style?" Amon said "That won't change a thi-...!".

"Dagonet Style, First Stance." Marx said, as he used the strength of his legs to shot forth like a bullet, closing the distance between him and Amon in mere seconds, leaving a faint trail of magic energy behind. Marx struck Amon in the chest with full force with his right fist, and before Amon could so much as cough blood, Marx struck him again with his left hand in an open palm, right in the stomach. He then cocked both arms back, opening both hands, and struck Amon with both at the same time, and with that, what felt like a few seconds to Marx, was but one to everyone else.

The impact sent Amon crashing through the walls of the building, on the ground. Amon quickly tried to get up, feeling incredible pain all over his torso, as blood continously dripped from his mouth "What...what the fuck...?!".

"My trump card." Marx declared, changing his attention towards Loke "This is a fighting style meant to take out an enemy in but a single swift move. Though...that was the original goal." Marx said, as he stood up normally, before vanishing, reappearing before Loke, and before anyone could react, Loke was sent flying through the walls as well. "Hehehe." Marx chuckled in amusement, taking his stance once more "Who's next?".

Gajeel and Mirajane carefully observed Marx, preparing themselves for whenever he'll attack. They just bore witness to something downright inhuman, the ability to take out someone before they can react. A truly terrifying style.

"Is...that all?" Amon walked back into the building, but he was clearly hurt "I...faced worse." Amon's back was erected firmly.

"Of course, this fighting style is now rusty." Marx declared "I haven't used it in quite some time. But, you're tough to kill as it is.".

"Be careful..." Gram warned Amon "That could have killed you, if it weren't for the Black Blood acting as a secondary protective layer. Watch your step.".

"I'll do you all a favour." Marx said, changing his stance. He now stood firmly, with his left arm behind his back, and his right arm raised up, his hand open into a palm "Dagonet Style, Second Stance." Marx declared, as everyone immediately raised their guard. "HA!" Marx let out a laugh, as he vanished, and before Mirajane could react, she was kicked in the chin, being sent flying up to the second floor, Gajeel quickly turned to face Marx, but soon, he recieved a swift uppercut, sending him flying to the second floor as well. Amon leaped from behind Marx, attempting to strike him, as Marx simply vanished, appearing below Amon and using his hands to allow him to kick Amon with both legs, sending him flying to the upper floor. Within the span of three seconds, Marx struck all three of them, and sent them to the upper floors as he had desired. And he soon followed, kicking the air itself to propell himself.

All three of them broke through the ceiling, landing on the second floor. They all quickly stood back up, the shock of what just happened keeping them all on edge. "What the fuck...?!" Amon was the first to react to this.

"How do we fight that?! We can't even react on time!" Gajeel pointed out the greatest problem with fighting Marx, now that he's virtually gone all out.

"Don't fret! We can still win!" Mirajane declared "We just have to focus and keep our guard!".

"I should tell you." Marx said, appearing behind everyone, catching their attention "This is one of a total of three trump cards I possess." Marx pointed three fingers, to emphasize his point "Still think you can win?".

"...Mirajane's right. We can still win!" Amon said, taking up a stance once more "Because we're not about to lose to you! I will not lose to you ever again!".

"And we will protect everyone! I will! No one is going to die or get hurt on my watch! Not anymore!" Gajeel declared as well, entering his Iron Shadow Dragon Mode once more.

"Don't make light of us!" Mirajane's aura spiked up, unleashing a brilliant white light "We are more powerful when we fight together!".

"...Heh." Marx let out an unamused chuckle, followed by a sigh "You...darn kids. Oh well." Marx focused his sights on Amon "Boy...Since I may need to kill you this time, would you like to know something?".

"Don't fuck with me!" Amon snapped at Marx, not willing to listen to him "You have nothing important to say to me!".

"Do you recall the name Belial?" It was then that Amon did infact listen, because that was the name of his father "Hehe, your father, correct?" Marx said, sounding as if he was taunting Amon with this information.

"...What...what does my father have to do with anything right now?".

Everyone stood silent, their sights going from Marx, and then to Amon, waiting for something to happen "Archard." Marx spoke, calling Amon by that name "My true name, my true identity." Marx placed his hand on his mask "Is Belial." Everyone realized what that meant, as their eyes widened in shock, but only Amon's had the very essence of fear. "This body is not mine. I am this mask. I am Maken #1, Belial. And this body belonged to the true owner of the name Marx Dagonet.".

The information went through Amon's head, as he not only let it sink in, but he also remembered everything Marx has done to him up to this point. All the fighting, the pain, everything. And yet...that is his...father?.

"No...!" Amon gritted his teeth, his pupils becoming slitted. He began to lose his temper again "I refuse to accept you...you of all people as my...my father...!".

"It's the truth." Marx's tone became serious. It was unnerving how uncharacteristic it was of him to be that way.

"A-...Amon...!" Gram felt overwhelmed by the hate and wrath that was beginning to rise within Amon. And it was all already existing emotions. They were just being strengthened by this revelation "Stop! You're going to lose control again!".

"Leave him be." Lucadra said to Gram "Let him use his pain, the way he wants to.".

"I...am not your son!" Amon snapped, as the Black Blood began to cover his body more and more, and a dark, foul aura began surrounding his body "I refuse to accept that truth! I refuse to live by that! You are not my father! You are not my...You are my enemy!".

"This black energy..." Mirajane sensed Amon's aura changing, and she recognized it "That is the power of a Demon.".

"Hahaha...The name your mother gave you was Archard." Marx said, but that only contributed to making Amon sink deeper into his wrath "I...abandoned you when you were but a 10 year old boy." The more Marx spoke, the more angry Amon became "And...I did it all...to protect you and your mother." Suddenly, Amon stopped, his arms dropped, as if he had quit.

Soon after, black energy enveloped Amon, completely covering him in a sphere. Everyone watched as the sphere condensed itself, becoming smaller, and smaller, almost becoming the size of Amon. However, soon the sphere dissipated in an instant, nothing emerging from it, as if it was hollow.

However, that wasn't the case. Gajeel and Mirajane immediately noticed a demonized Amon striking Marx dead in the face, the impact sending an enormous shockwave, destroying the entire wall behind Marx, moments before Marx even hit it, and sent Marx flying an incredible distance away. "GWOOOOOOOH!!!" Amon roar, as he leaped forth, chasing after Marx.

"Hahaha! There we go! A challenge!" Marx laughed as he flew through the air like a missile. Suddenly, Amon appeared above him, striking Marx with both his hands held together, sending him crashing down, however, Amon teleported below Marx, his claws dug deep into the ground, as he bent his arms, kicking Marx in the stomach, sending him flying up.

Amon immediately stood back on his feet, as he charged an enormous sphere of black energy in his mouth, firing it at Marx. "Longinus!" Marx fired a beam of magic energy from his palm, one of equal size to Amon's, but the moment the two collided, the expected happened, they ruptured into an explosion, however, the town wasn't harmed, but only Marx was caught in the explosion.

Everyone else watched from afar in awe, as this battle ensued "What...what the hell was that?!" Gajeel was the one to break the silence "Mira! What the hell was that?! Some kind of Take Over?!".

"No...Take Over...Take Over is like this...That was a transformation of sort." Mirajane deduced "Quick! Get Lucy and Levy!" Mirajane ordered Gajeel "I'll go see what the hell is happening!" Mirajane said, as she flew towards the two monsters.

"...Amon." Lamia was outisde the building. The twister covering the building has vanished went Marx was sent flying very far away. She recognized who was the reason for it. Next to her, stood Juvia "I'm sorry for telling...".

"The plan was to overwhelm the clown when he exits the building, no?" Juvia said, reminding Lamia of their paln.

"No. Stay out of it." Lamia said to Juvia, glaring at her with a serious look in her eyes "Otherwise, someone will needleslsy die.".

"Hahaha..." Marx stood, his flesh scorched from the blast, but he was still standing, as Amon stood before him, growling like a maddened beast. "Come at me, boy!" Marx declared, as he took the Second Stance once more, vanishing without a trace, Amon reacted to this as well, vanishing, not via teleportation this time, but through sheer raw speed.

The two began to exchange blows. They moved at blinding speed, each time becoming visible for but a second when they exchanged blows. Each time they did, it sent a powerful shockwave, shattering anything nearby. The ground, the walls, anything. They continued to battle one another with only their hands, and yet they were already causing more destruction to their surrounding by that alone, causing many citizens to flee for their lives.

Mirajane watched over as the battle happened "Dammit...I can't follow their movement...!" Mirajane gritted her teeth in frustration. She focused herself, trying to prepare herself for when they'll appear again "Amon, is this really you...?" Mirajane asked. What Amon has transformed into was vastly different than the distressed, kind man she met but two days ago.

Marx and Amon continued exhanging blows, each time was more powerful than the last. In a single moment, however, they both appeared before one another, and with all their strength, began exhanging blows as they remained put in their spot. No high speed, no escaping, simply a clash of fists between father and son. Blood began spilling from the intensity of the two. They each managed to predict the pattern of the other, allowing them to strike and counter accordingly.

"Come on, boy! Come on! Show me you aren't some weakling! You are stronger than they are! Show you kept your part of the promise!" Marx continued to shout, even though Amon would no longer listen to him.

"GWOOOOOOOH!!!" Amon instead let out a deafening roar. The two then clashed one final time, their fists striking, emitting a powerful shockwave, denting the earth even further. Eventually, the area they stood up, once a street with building around it, became a big hole.

"This is getting out of control...!" Mirajane was in awe of this power. Did she truly manage to not die against Marx prior to this? No. She would have probably did if the fight had continued any longer.

"Hmm?" Marx suddenly leaped away, tilting his head, acting as if someone was talking to him "Now...? Awww, how disappointing." Marx said, shaking his head in disappointment "Oh well. It was fun, boy. Congrats, you saved the girl, but still did not defeat me. Maybe next time, eh?" Marx said, only for Amon to charge at him, but before he could hit him, Marx snapped his fingers, vanishing on the spot, leaving the area.

"Grr...!" Amon growled, looking around, trying to find Marx "Graaaaagh...!!!" He was beginning to lose his patience. Amon openned his gaping maw, gathering black energy into a sphere.

"No!" Mirajane tackled Amon, cancelling out his attack, and pinning him down on the ground, holding his arms down by his wrists "Stop this! It's over! He left! Now turn back to normal!" Mirajane shouted at Amon, only for him to roar back at her. He was beginning to overpower her slowly. She couldn't keep him pinned down for long. "Dammit...! Wait!" Mirajane suddenly got an idea, however, Amon teleported next to her, kicking her her right arm with great force, sending her crashing into a wall, in addition to dislocating her shoulder and breaking her arm. She quickly rose back up, clutching her arm in pain "I know you...your abilities...I've witnessed them...! I paid close attention to them! I know who you are!" Mirajane thought to herself, as Amon charged towards her, gargling like an animal, while Mirajane began to release her magic power "Take! OVER!" Suddenly, a column of magic power enveloped the two "I'll take that Demon off of you! I'll turn you back to normal! I just need this to work! Please! Work!".

The column of magic power turned pitch black, before dissipating, vanishing without a trace left behind. At that moment, everything went silent...It was calm again...

Calm After Storm
Amon suddenly woke up, startled as he looked around frantically, trying to recompose himself as he did. He covered his face with his hands, trying to calm down "I...blacked out again?" Amon said. The last thing he remembered were Marx's words, piercing right through him "Goddammit...!" Amon then noticed he was sleeping in a white bed, and in the nursing room of his home, in Lamia's basement's medical bay section. Amazing how it mostly stayed intact after he teleported it over such a long distance.

"You're up..." Mirajane weakly said, as Amon directed his attention to her. He was horrified to see her bedridden, a bandaged covering her right eye, and a cast on her right arm. And while he didn't see it clearly, her legs were also heavily bandaged "Good, I thought...I didn't get to save you.".

"Did...Did I do...that?" Amon said, sounding absolutely horrified. He got off his bed, and the moment his feet hit the floor, he felt as if he was about to trip and fall, but managed to stay standing "A-...Are you okay?!".

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Mirajane said, smiling regardless of her current state "I'm just worried about how everyone will manage without me at the restaurant. I just hope they don't destroy it..." Mira really was more concerned about her dear restaurant than herself.

"Oh god..." Amon appeared to be on the brink of tears as he looked at Mirajane "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry...You were so kind to me, and yet I...".

"Don't worry, I said!" Mirajane insisted, noticing how terrible Amon probably felt by his expression alone "It's the least I can do for a friend! Consider it a...thank you for taking care of Lucy!".

"No!" Amon shouted, startling Mira, as his expression changed from fear to determination "I will make it up to you! If you ever need anything, ask me and I shall do it without hesitation!" Amon declared, holding Mira's left, and thankfully not broken hand, to make emphasize how serious he was "I can't let this go undone!".

"N-...No, really..." Mirajane was stunned by Amon's sudden shift to such determination over something like this "There's really no need for i-...".

"Nonsense!" Amon said once more, standing up firmly "If you ever need anything, just tell me, and I'll do it in a heartbeat!".

Mirajane really couldn't convince him otherwise in her current state, so all she could do was let out a weakened laughter "I...guess that can't be helped.".

Suddenly, the door was kicked open, as Nanaya entered "What the hell is this?! I vanish for a few days, and come back with a big hole in town that you did?!" Nanaya frantically shouted, seeing Amon was out of bed "Why are you out of bed?! Aren't you broken?! Can you walk?! Can you think?!" Her method of showing concern wasn't the best. She grabbed him by his collar, making him face her.

"Hey!" Amon snapped at Nanaya "Where the hell were you?!" Amon asked Nanaya back "You just up and vanish like that, and come back questioning me?!".

"Now, you listen here!".

"Alright, break it up!" Lamia interrupted the two, before they would engage in a heated argument over such petty things "Don't start a lover's quarrel here. We have things to do. For example, Amon, you're going to be late for your first day." Lamia said, as a young, slender and petite young woman with black hair covering one of her eyes appeared, possessing black eyes, and bandages surrounding her entire body "Roach brought you your forms." Lamia said, as Roach handed over papers to her "Right, you'll be going to the Hargeon School. You have proffession mainly in atheltic subjects, so you won't need to do any writing or reading, You'll be goin' under the name Ira Euryale, and...".

"I've been accepted?" Amon cut off Lamia, asking her.

"I did the forms for you. I gave the excuse you were sick. Which you were." Lamia explained "You were out for two days. Luckily, work starts today, so you won't get fired...yet.".

"W-...Wait, I have work today?!" Amon said, beginning to frantically looked for a clock "What time is it?!".

"It's 5 o'clock. You have another three hours to prepare." Lamia said to Amon "Might sound like alot, but you need to get to school before your students, prepare a lesson, and get informed by the principal. Her name is Charlotte Farslayer. Make sure to be nice.".

"Right! First! I need to take a bath! Then wear an appropriate outfit to work! Wait, I need to also prepare lunch and bags and...!" Amon wasn't used to having a proper job before, so this was all new to him, and quite unnerving.

"Calm down!" Lamia smacked Amon's cheeks with both her hands, directing his attention to her "Go take a bath. I'll get everything else ready for you, okay?" Lamia said to Amon, as he nodded.

It only took Amon 10 minutes to bath, and another 5 to put on his clothes. His attire was fairly simple, but fitting. A tucked in white shirt, with a high collar and short sleeves, wearing a single red tie, with white zigzag stripes, loose brown pants, and black shoes. He didn't put any bandages on his face, and his hair remained messy as usual. "Alright! I'll be heading off then!" Amon said, quickly teleporting over to his daughters, all three of them, embracing them in a hug "Be good while Papa's away, okay?" Amon said to them, patting each on the head. He then directed his attention to Ricky, who stood near Nanaya. He teleported over to him, kneeling down and patting him on the head, smiling "I'll take you to that picnic when I get the chance, okay, son?".

"R-...Right!" Ricky replied, happy to hear his father remembered his promise.

"Okay! Everyone! Have a nice day!" Amon said, grabbing a black bag, teleporting outside the hotel, and beginning to frantically run down the hill, back to the town of Hargeon. Construction was being done to the destroyed buildings. Luckily, everyone recognized Marx, the most wanted man in Fiore, and classified the battle against him as simply fighting a threat that would have otherwise done more damage if he was let free. No one was hurt either during the battle, so everyone was forgiven this one time only.

"He seems to be doing fine..." Lamia said to herself, smiling, sitting down next to Mira's bed "I guess the news didn't destroy him all that much.".

"You mean the news about his father?" Mirajane asked Lamia, having been there when the news broke out.

"Yeah...He told me before, to prove that he can trusted that one time to help us find everyone." Lamia said, referring back to when Marx helped them find Deviot, which also helped them reunite with everyone else "I don't understand him. One minute he's helping us, talking with such a serious manner...and yet, then he's attacking us. It's as if...he's being controlled.".

Amon passed by Masquerade Soul, but quickly turned back, looking through the windows. When he did, he saw Gajeel, Levy and Lucy, among other employees, working within it just fine. Gajeel wore the outfit of a butler, and he didn't seem to enjoy it very much, while Lucy and Levy dressed as maids. It seemed that everything was alright after all, despite Mira's worries "I'll need to go back in for cake later!" Amon said, continuing his jog around the town.

"Turn right, you moron!" Gram said to Amon, directing him to the right way to his job "Don't make me be your guide, goddammit.".

"First day of work!" Lucadra sounded excited, standing on top of Amon's head, in the form of a child "This shall be glorious! Fun! All the young boys! Girls! Growing and dicosvering the world! This will be awesome!" She was uncharacteristicly happy. As in, not happiness caused by someone else's suffering.

"Here!" Amon eventually reached the Hargeon Academy, better known as simply the Hargeon School, due to being the only school in the entire port town, but it was fairly large. Infact, there were around ten buildings for each dormitory, the female and male ones, while there were four buildings, including the gym, meant for teaching and the main building standing in the center. No one was here yet, and the gate was closed. It took Amon around 30 minutes to reach it while running like a maniac. He'd probably take longer if he just walked. Amon approached the metallic gate of the school "Can...can I go in...? Do I need a key?" Amon said, not knowing what to do.

"Ah, you're here!" A feminine voice called, followed by the sound of fingers snapping, as Amon was teleported beyond the gates and into school grounds, much to his shock.

"What the...?!" Amon looked around, and when he turned, he saw a young girl, appearing to be 15 in age, judging by her short height that just barely reached his chest. She had quite the attire, being black on one half, but white on the other, complete with a chess board-like style on the clothing, it also revealed her belly. It had a high collar, with a red ribbon tied around her neck. She wore a small top hat, black in color, with a white ribbon around it, on the side of her head, held by a red headband. She covered her body with a red cape, much longer than her entire body, complete with black boots. As for her physical features, she was slim and petite, possessing long blonde hair, tied into two twintails, that almost reached her rear, as well as having hair covering her forehead, and her eyes were a cyan color, and her pupils a darker shade of cyan. She also had two earrings, square and yellow in color, being pierced into her earlobes from the sharp tip. "...Yes?" Amon asked the little girl.

"You must be the new guy. Ira, right?" The girl asked Amon, as he nodded in reply "Hmm..." The girl observed Amon, as if examining him. She clapped her hands, causing his shirt to suddenly vanish, revealing his muscular build, as well as his scars "Oh, your body seems to be in good condition." The girl noted, snapping her fingers, causing Amon's shirt to return.

"Uhhh..." Amon didn't know what to do in this situation. He had no idea what was happening.

"Alright! It's decided!" The girl declared, pointing at Amon "You will be the new teacher of the Special Class!".

"...Oh, you must be the principal!" Amon concluded "Charlotte Farslayer, was it?".

"Ahaha! Indeed!" Charlotte laughed, proudly so "I'm the current principal of this here humble school! And your boss!".

"Ahaha, honestly, I was afraid my boss would be someone mean like in the cliche stories." Amon said, laughing at his own silliness.

"As if!" Charlotte shrugged off Amon's complaint "I'm the nicest person you'll meet here! Now, follow me to my office!" Charlotte snapped her fingers, transporting her and Amon into an office. Charlotte teleported herself on the chair, behind the desk "Now, sit down." Charlotte said to Amon, offering him the seat before her.

"Oh." Amon sat down infront of her, taking this whole child principal thing rather well "So...what's this Special Class, if you don't mind me asking?".

"Only the best class there is for such a spectacle as you!" Charlotte declared, pulling out a piece of paper from the drawer of her desk "It's a class for the most abnormal, unorthodox students, with the most potential to grow into exceptional Mages. They're rare, of course. So, don't expect that many students." Charlotte handed the paper over to Amon. It was a small list of names. Six, infact.

"Okay, so...what do I teach them?" Amon asked Charlotte the important question.

"Well. They're a class of misfits. Usually, each class teaches a different subject. Science, biology, english, math and the like, but there are also classes in here specifically for Mages. They all enrolled mostly into the Mage classes, as such, your job is simple. Teach them whatever may help them become stronger in the future." Charlotte explained to Amon, gleefully so.

"This...sounds less like a class, and more like raising soldiers." Amon said.

"That is partially true. But..." Charlotte pointed upwards, to which Amon looked, seeing picture hung above her, on her wall behind her "Graduating from the Special Class grants one a special privilege. They will be recognized as exceptional individuals. They're not forced to follow a career of battling. Infact, one of them even became a reporter for the local news!" Charlotte said, as if to reassure Amon "This isn't meant to be taken as training to become soldiers. You can teach them whatever you want, as long as it can help them grow. And once they graduate, they're free to do whatever they want.".

"...So, when do I start?" Amon asked Charlotte, looking at the clock. It was 8 o'clock.

"Oh, you should've began 5 minutes ago." She noted, smiling brightly to Amon "Have fun at your first day~" Charlotte cheerfully waved to Amon, snapping her fingers and teleporting him "Let's see how a criminal does as a teacher." Charlotte said, lying back, placing her legs on the table, relaxing. She wasn't fooled at all by Amon's masquerade. She recognized him.

Amon was teleported to the front door of a class, ranked simply with an "S" above the door. It was on the top floors, with a view of the entire academy. Amon took a deep breath, calming himself down "Right! Let's do this!" Amon openned the door, and as he did, he saw six students, each doing their own thing. He didn't take much time to look at each one, since he walked immediately to his desk. The class was simple. Though, it probably had too many tables than needed, considering the small number of students.

"Right, I'll be your teacher this year, my name is...Ira Euryale." Amon introduced himself, as the students all looked at him, waiting for him to speak "I'll be...going through your names, and see who's here or missing." Amon said, doing as Gram carefully instructed him. Amon looked at the paper.

"Alright, repeat the name after me, and if they say present, cross the name, if not, put an X next to it. Simple." Gram said to Amon, instructing him. "Okay, first we have...".

"Elizabeth Richmond." Amon called out, waiting for the student in question to respond.

A short, red haired young girl, with a black ribbon in a ponytail, as well as two strands of hair on the sides of her head stood up. Her eyes were crimson as well, and she wore a grey school uniform, complete with a short skirt, and black shoes. "Present!" She said, as Amon crossed her name, letting her sit back down.

"Solomon Iskandar?".

A young man stood up. He wore a black suit, with a white undershirt, high collar, and a black tie. He had short, messy black hair, and blue, pupiless eyes. "Right here, sensei!" The young man called out "But just call me Sol! It's much shorter and simpler, if you'd like.".

"Oh, yeah, that'd be nice." Amon replied to Sol, who sat back down "Adrasteia Equos?".

A short, white haired, and green eyed young girl stood up. She a green ribbon tied on her short hair, and wore a green dress, with a white shirt under it, and brown boots. However, most distinctively, she also carried a sheathed sword on her back. "Present, sensei." Adrasteia replied "If it's easier, you may call me Adra for short, as well. For simplicity sake.".

"Sora Aogami?".

A short boy, wearing a green school uniform, stood up. The boy was remarkably feminine, even possessing a flower hairclip on his short, light brown hair, and he had brown eyes, with black pupils. If he didn't wear the male school uniform, people would more than likely think he was a girl. "P-...Present." Sora shyly proclaimed, raising his hand nervously, shaking as he did.

"Holy shit! That can't be a dude!" Even Lucadra was astounded by Sora's feminity, appearing next to him, to better observe him "This gots to be a chick. Does he have it...?".

"Don't do anything, please!" Amon told Lucadra, causing her to shrug and vanish "Maya B-...Br-...Uhhh...Brinstill? S'that right?".

"Yes." A tall girl stood up, possessing long, brown hair, tied together by two ribbons, in a butterfly knot at the tip, and the neck area. She wore a yellow headband on her head, allowing two portions of her hair on the sides of her head to extend over it. Her hair barely reached the floor, but went passed her waist. She had striking red eyes, with black pupils, giving her a somewhat sinister look when she smiled. She wore black kneesocks, white shoes, and a pink and red school uniform, with a short skirt. "That is me, Maya Brinstill, nice to meet you, sensei." Despite her soft tone, Amon couldn't help but feel unnerved by her presence.

And then, Amon went to the last name. And when he heard who it was, he immediately became nervous, as he carefully looked at the corner of the classroom, to the right, seeing Hemera sitting down next to the windows, and reading a book "Hemera Abel?".

Hemera looked at Amon, immediately recognizing him "Oh! You're that man I met the other day." Hemera said, standing up and closing her book "So you're my teacher? That's nice." Hemera flashed a gentle smile "I look forward to being under your tutelage.".

"R-...Right." Amon replied, becoming nervous all of a sudden. He took a deep breath, calming himself down. "Okay! So...uhhh...we should begin the les-...".

Suddenly, Amon was cut short when the door was kicked open. Through it, entered a young woman, possessing a slender figure, and an impressive bust size. She had long, blue hair, with a single strand, an "ahoge", sticking out of her head, and brown eyes, with black pupils. She wore a blue uniform, with yellow decorations, and an open strip at the front, revealing her cleavage, as well as a skirt, light blue kneesocks, and blue shoes. She also held a fan in her hands, closed, but ready for use "Halt!".

"What the hell?!" Amon was startled by this woman's sudden intrusion, though his students didn't seem to care "Who are you?!".

"Hehehe." The woman laughed, as she openned her fan, proudly displaying it before everyone "My name is Mitra Layton. You may know me from my magnificent work as a journalist of our town's beautiful newspaper company, the Hargeon Newspaper. Not an original name by all means, but one that works nonetheless. You may address me as Senpai, and I will be here to witness how this impersonator of my former teacher will make you into fine Mages. Granted, I never pursued such a career, but nevermind that! Not like the world is in jeopardy because of me, or people's lives are in danger, right?...Right?" Everyone stood in silence after Mitra finished her introduction. Her gaze, however, immediately focused on Amon "Now then, Mr. Euryale! For both my selfishness and the papers, I will be staying to supervise!" Mitra declared to Amon, pointing her fan at him.

"..." Amon didn't reply, simply accepting what was happening right now. He knew it was best not to bother and do anything against it. All that mattered now...is that where he was. If this works, he and his family could live here peacefully without trouble, with so many friends, in addition to a job he could very well love. "Okay, sit down." Amon offered Mitra his chair, infront of the desk "I don't need it.".

"Atleast you have manners." Mitra said, smiling still, as she sat down, trying to give off an dignified posture as she did. "Now then, Sensei, you may begin teaching them." Mitra said to Amon, as he turned to his students, all with different expressions, waiting for him.

"...Alright." Amon said, smiling "Since I need to teach you how to be...Mages, we may as well start by seeing what each of you can do, deal?" Amon suggested, as everyone nodded in reply. He was more than ready to acceptance the abnormality of this class, as they were a pale comparison to what he experiences with his own family.