There was be some French in this chapter, the translation will be slanted and in brackets beside the sentence/paragraph.

(Back on the field with Lucy)

The blonde mage arrived at the ruins of the guild hall. The Golden Bull complimented her once again and flexed as before his gate was shut.

"Lucy?" Gray questioned, still getting over his confrontation with the dragon slayer.

She answered the questions any of the Fairy Tail mages had. "You were with Chaos this whole time... and you rode on his back?" Gray murmured, dumbfounded. The ice-make mage had a general look of confusion plastered on his face.

The mages then heard what sounded like a dragon's roar that erupted from the attacking guild hall.

The mages gulped at the animalistic roar, knowing the sinister mage who caused it.

"And you're still uninjured?" A voice whispered from behind the small crowd of people, breaking them from the trance created by the roaring sound. The person sounded strangely like Elfman.
Lucy covered her injured wrist as she confirmed she was just the opposite.

Natsu continued through the guild hall. Two scents clashed against his nose. He scrunched his nose as he followed the scent of the rotting log. He slowed down his pace as the scent grew impossibly stronger.
In fact, the scent was so strong that it seemed to be under him. He quickly realized what happened as he lit his fist aflame.

He then threw his punch into the ground, effectively cracking the bricks beneath him.

"Non non non! Ça fait mal, toi la fée !" (no no no! That hurt, you Fairy!) the earth-mage sang as he rose from the floor. The mage was dressed in a brown suit with matching pants. He held a monocle to his right eye as he swayed back and forth.

"Shut it three eyes" Natsu growled lowly. The dragon slayer lit his fists aflame with his signature black magic.

"Chaos Dragon Iron Fist!" Natsu roared. Sol quickly used his magic to block the attack. "Non non non. With three 'nons', you don't stand a chnace!" Sol chanted as he brought the earth wall to protect himself.

The wall emerged between the two mages. "Ah, bon essai mon ami! Mais, çe ne marchera pas!" (Ah, good try my friend. But it won't work!)

Yet Natsu's fist crashed through the wall quite easily. The fist slammed into Sol's chest. "Non non non!" He cried as he was thrown away. Natsu then breathed in as he prepared his next attack. "Chaos Dragon Roar!".

The jet-stream raced towards Sol. The air shifted around the stream of magic as it crashed into the member of the Element 4. "Non non non! Comment se peut-il? Je suis Sol du Element 4!" (no no no! How can this be? I am Sol of the Element 4!)

Natsu huffed as he ignored the crying Sol. He continued his way to the sour scent. The dragon slayer noticed that the sour scent was on all of the Phantom Lord mages. Mainly around their guild mark.

Every guild mark, Natsu figured, had the scent of the current guild master.

Even Natsu himself had the mark on his shoulder, which affected his sense of smell every now and again.

The chaos dragon slayer knew that if he could find the original cause of the sour scent, Phantom's guild master, then they would retreat.

Natsu huffed as he marched towards the sour scent of Phantom's guild master. The sickening smell grew even stronger as he walked forwards. The dragon slayer tilted his head upwards, where the scent was coming from.

Chaos lit his fist with his dark magic. The pitch-black magic swirling around his fist like a moth to a flame.

He launched himself to the ceiling, as his fist crashed into the foundation above him. The mages seated in the ruined room, all let out different cries of surprised fear.

"Master Jose!" a masked figure proclaimed. "He's here!"

The purple-clad man smirked, watching the raging chaos. "Send Aria after the Heartfilia girl!" Jose called with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face.

Natsu froze at the guild master's words. He cursed under his breath as he made his next move.

With a roar of disapproval, the dragon slayer flew from the guild hall. As he soared downwards, his onyx eyes snapped towards the raging battlefield.

Phantom's shadows attacked mercilessly. Each attack draining magical power from the weak Fairy Tail Mages.

His onyx eyes then locked onto Phantom's target. Lucy Heartfilia stood beside the injured Erza and Gray.

The dragon slayer moved his feet so they were aimed at the ground, in his ninja style. The salmon haired man landed with a *boom*.

The Fairies looked at the Strom of dust, panicking. They were all drained from Phantom's shadows, and anyone stronger would prove to be a challenge.

Erza, through in her weakened and injured state, drew a sword at the cloud of dust.

What she wasn't expecting, however, was Natsu as he stormed over.

HisAround him, the Fairy Tail mages tensed as they took a step back from Chaos. Said mage pulled his cloak-covered arm back, his hand clenched into a fist. His fist was aflame with the swirling dark magic.
He thrust his fist forward, as his guildmates flinched, expecting blow.

Yet it never came.

Instead, Natsu's fist struck the large man behind them. The man with bandages around his eyes stumbled backwards. The Elemental mage brought his two hands together in a triangle-like shape. "Air Space" the Great Sky Phantom cast.

"So sad!" Aria cried, as tears streamed down his face. The air warped around them as magic was taken from the Fairies.

Natsu watched curiously as the flame on his had flickered and dimmed.

With a deep growl, he thrust his hand towards Aria once again. The Phantom moved his right arm down, as to block the attack. Yet it was futile.

Chaos' fist crashed past the defending arm and into Aria's jaw. With tears streaming down his face, Aria was thrown back, and into the lake. The injured Phantom sputtered as he attempted to swim.

The dragon slayer's nose twitched as a familiar scent wafted in the air. The metallic scent crept closer as if Black Steel was within a few feet of Chaos.

The salmon haired mage whipped around to see the cause of the smell.

Gajeel stood behind Lucy, his hand covering her mouth.

Natsu felt another new emotion fly through his body. It wasn't warm like before, no. This time it was cold and made his hands feel numb.

The chaos dragon slayer roared as he went to attack Black Steel.

Though another magical spell owed his attack.

"Water slicer!" The wave of sharp-edged water slashed onto Natsu's fist. With the paused attack, Gajeel smirked as magic spewed from his feet. Shards of iron spun in a tornado, lifting the Iron dragon slayer into the air.

Lucy let out a muffled cry, as Gajeel laughed darkly. The two soared off towards Mt. Hakobe.

With a growl of annoyance, rage raced through his veins. The Chaotic mage had plasma blue lighting that shot from his feet. Natsu jumped from the ground, soaring towards a nearing Gajeel.
The iron dragon slayer let out a gruff grunt as Natsu drew closer.

Chaos outstretched his arm. Said arm came out like a snapping viper. The salmon-haired mage's hand gripped onto Gajeel's boot.

"Get off me, Fairy Scum" Gajeel grunted, shaking his foot to loosen his grip.

Gajeel then grew a smirk.

The Phantom quickly released his grip on Lucy. The Fairy started to plummet towards the cement ground below her.

Chaos froze. Mixed emotions flowed through him. All the fear and hate fuelled his powers like a raging fire.

Yet he had different feelings for the celestial mage. It was an odd feeling, something like warmth and butterflies.

Natsu quickly released his grip on Gajeel's boot, as he turned to face Lucy.

Chaos brought his arms closer to his body, effectively descending faster.

The iron dragon slayer laughed as he threw an attack towards the defenceless Chaos slayer.

The iron spear raced towards Natsu. Said dragon slayer noticed the shift in the air, yet remained defenceless.

Natsu reached out, grasping onto Lucy's arm. The celestial mage panicked as she wrapped her other arm around Natsu's upper-torso.

Chaos' eyes snapped down towards the ground, finding an effective way to land.

It was at that exact moment that Gajeel's attack edged closer to Natsu's left shoulder.

The iron spear tore through his cloak. The fabric ripped loudly as the weapon passed through it.

The sharp point tore through his shoulder, causing blood to roll down his arm.
Lucy's eyes widened at the sight of Natsu's blood.

His pitch black blood.

I went to an anime convention over the weekend, which was my first one. It was a great few days.

And if you speak actual French, I'm sorry for my bad Canadian version of it.

Have a great day/night!

 Im going to end this books here ill think about a sequel so until my next book 

solong