Don't Own Fairy Tail, or 'essences' Only The Oc

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"Speech"

"Powerful Creatures Speaking, like a dragon or a god"

"Lacrima, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

After around four minutes of running, I abruptly slide to a halt.

"What is it?" Erza questions. "Are our enemies coming out to meet us?"

"…" I am silent for a moment, before I look to Erza. "We should have taken the reward for completing the job..."

"We are technically not finished, so I would be opposed to taking it as of this moment." She frowns.

"No, we totally finished. The job was to remove the curse. We broke the moon drip film, thus their memories should return. Curse broken." I correct as I return to running. "The only reason I'm not going back right now, is because that would take a lot of time."

"That-"

"No, fuck you. I'm right." I state without any real heat, a pout on my face. "Also. That extra money would be helpful in the case Deliora goes all apeshit and starts breaking stuff."

"You said that the Iced Shell was weakening Deliora, right?" Erza questions

"…"

"W-Were you listening to my conversation with Mavis?" I ask, a slightly disturbed expression on my face.

"Not intentionally... just a small bit here and there." Erza admits, her face becoming slightly flush as she looks away from me. "I am glad that the two of you have found happiness. You make a cute couple."

"Yes, keep it to yourself." I roll my eyes.

"Hm? Why?" She questions.

"I'm a very private person and I don't really want people knowing my relationship status." I blandly answer. "The same reason you don't go around announcing to the world that you and Jellal here are in a relationship."

Said blue haired man misses a step, trips and face plants into the dirt, Erza slides to a halt, her name becoming even more ironic as a scarlet blush crosses her face. "W-We arent- we aren't dating!"

I roll my eyes with an amused smirk, shooting the exact words she just used right back at her. "Shame. You make a cute couple."

She seems to realize that a few moments later as she lightly glares at my impish smile. "Oooh... low blow, Pierce."

I look to the side suddenly. "We've got something big approaching fast."

Erza draws a basic sword, the short, blue haired, wind devil slayer who had been mostly quiet, watching us mutely bicker amongst ourselves raises a single hand, Jellal stands up and conjures a magic circle in front of his right hand.

I pick up a large rock

Suddenly... it bursts through the tree line.

"ooooh shit! A Rat!" I call out as what can only be described as an elephant sized rat in a maid uniform burst lets out a hellish shriek and swipes a clawed hand at us.

"SKREEEE-" *Thunk*

The watermelon sized stone I hurled at the rat's face cuts its shriek short, causing the grey creature to fall prone.

It doesn't move.

After a moment we step around it and continue forwards.

"We've got some enemies up ahead... it looks like they're waiting to ambush us as we grow closer." I quietly announce as I slide to a halt, maneuvering my archive screen to show my allies.

I look back to see Erza and Jellal preparing their magics, but the blue haired girl who had joined us stands a short distance away, a hand clutched to her head, slightly swaying back and forth.

"Are... you alright?" I question slowly.

"I-" the girl begins. "My mind is getting a little murky... hazy... what's... what's happening to me?"

I look over her, then gaze over my shoulder.

"I see... damn." I quietly curse. "It appears our cultists here have been operating out of an ancient temple. One that wards off demons."

The girl flinches, she looks down at her hands as a black splotch appears on her face.

She gives herself a disgusted look.

"The fact that you are even conscious right now proves that you aren't a demon... if you were, you would have turned around and walked the other way automatically."

"I-" the girl begins only for her voice to quietly die out. "Alright."

"Your fighting capabilities will probably be hampered by quite a bit here." I frown, a hand coming up to my chin. "You should perhaps return to the village. Protect it. The people here might go and attack it as they called us here. Can you do that?"

"I can... but will you three be alright?" She questions slowly.

"Of course. Erza and Jellal are S class mages and I'm S class in all but name." I proudly proclaim.

"While that may be true... we should not let our guard down." Erza frowns.

"Got it." I nod once as I look to the screen, I notice the form of Sheila slowly walking away as I frown.

"oh... I just got an idea." I grin brightly, opening the inner workings of my archive magic. "Let me just modify a couple filters annnnd-"

A wave of magic seems to wash out from my icon. "Damn I'm good."

Name Executable?

"Map Plus." I Intone.

Spell 'Map Plus' created

It costs considerably more to keep sustained than normal 'Map' meaning that the old version still has some use to me, but overall, it's just better.

I turn, holding out a hand to my two questing compatriots. "Here. Take a look. I added an option to detect enemies total magical power and by combining my merchant magic's ability to determine prices of objects, it allows me to more or less figure out how dangerous our opponents are."

Instead of the normal sea of red dots, now each dot has a letter within it.

"The added letters are the largest thing. It determines someone's current magical power. For simplicity sake, Erza. You have sixteen thousand 'Units' of magical power at your maximum. Jellal you have about sixteen and a half. On this list I have ranked the enemies from rank E to S class and beyond. E rank has a rough magical capacity of anywhere from one unit to five hundred. D goes from five hundred to one thousand. C, from one thousand to four thousand. B is anywhere from four to eight, A is eight to fourteen, and, well, let's leave it at S being fourteen and up."

Erza frowns cupping her chin as she looks over the screen. "I see... I see... information is useful. You do indeed have utility of an S class... I will stand by my earlier statements."

On the screen, there are perhaps... thirty dots. All ranged in a slight crescent that is facing our direction. It appears they plan to surround us after we first make contact.

Another thing is that almost all of the wizards have a magical power of E with just a few rising into D.

"A thing I should draw to your attention is that this spell calculates current magical power, so as you fight, Erza, you would drop from an S to an A and so on. Allowing them to cast the moon drip spell has been pretty fortunate for us, but, from a brief look, most of these people seem to only know a single caster magic... that being the moon drip ritual itself. They seem to be relying on wands or staves for any sort of offensive magic.

"I see. That makes this easy, then." Jellal intones as he gazes out into the distance.

"Pierce. Call out anything new you see." Erza orders.

"Hey, I'm down to take a back seat. Let me just" I raise my hand. "Guild Link."

A small magic symbol appears beside their left ear, as does one appear beside mine. I gesture to the magic circle. "This is my guild link spell. It allows us to communicate by touching the magic circle and speaking what we want to transmit."

""I See."" Erza intones as she brings up a hand to her ear, causing both Jellal and myself to make slightly uncomfortable expressions as we hear an echo.

"So. I'll hang back a little bit and feed you two information."

"A solid plan." Jellal nods once. "Let's do this."

With that, Erza seems to change into a primarily black bat-winged armor, simply and suitably named her 'black wing armor'. With a flap of the armor's namesake, she shoots off into the sky, Jellal following after her with a meteor spell.

I begin running forwards as fast as I can, keeping up with the two as they approach.

They meet the first group as my minimap reaches the temple.

"There's about twenty more just in front of the temple, about one hundred feet in front of you. In the center of that group there are three mages... two Bs and one C. the centermost being the C rank with nail magic, the leftmost one, Gender female, hair pink, eyes blue, has a magic that can animate any non-human thing to do her bidding. On the right, Gender male, hair blue, dark green eyes. He has a magic called 'wave' which allows him to create barriers of vibrating force which cancel out magic. With a notable weakness being it can only cancel out a single type of magic at a time. Thus if used to block fire, ice will pass right through."

The two dots work their way through the-

My eyes widen as I continue running, two new dots appearing on the screen.

"Two S class threats. One, with magic about on par with you, Erza, but the other around thrice as much magical power. About one hundred feet behind the second group."

'What the fuck? Who even- wait... those magics... why the fuck are THEY here?'

I lift from the ground under the power of telekinesis as Erza and Jellal approach the second group.

"What are we dealing with?" I can hear Jellal ask through the Guild Link, I bite my thumb nail as I begin flying through the air at high speeds.

'Piss. She has more magical power than even I do at the moment.'

"Lost magics. To dumb it down, the young pink hair girl has sense sharing magic, but can also manipulate senses... such as making you feel pain. The older and more powerful woman has the ability to fast forward and rewind the effects of time on any nonliving object... sooo... ice melts. Broken object restores."

"She also has Ice Make, Transformation, Requip, Possession, and Telepathy... but Arc of Time seems to be her primary magic... with her being incredibly skilled in its use. Do not take that woman lightly. She could likely fight master Makarov for a while."

According to the map, they swiftly make their way through the second group and enter the temple proper, barely pausing as they knock aside the three 'mildly impressive' foes, Erza taking on the Wave magic user, and Jellal taking out the other two.

"This place is like a maze." Erza states. "Pierce. Do you know what floor they are on?"

My map quickly expands, becoming six screens, the corners all have numbers ranging from negative one to five, with the exceptions being one- or, Zero- being known as 'floor G'.

"fourth floor. Roughly twenty feet in the direction you are facing." I list off as I reduce the screens back to one.

My eyes stray to the side to my 'status'.

Mana: 80.39%

'That's fine.' I note as I watch it tick downwards by about a tenth every second I am flying... but that is reasonable as I am putting quite a bit into flying as fast as I physically can.

"I'm crashing through the wall." I announce as I rocket towards the stone exterior of the temple

Before I make contact, however, a key forms in my grasp. "Open, gate of the Arrow Goddess... Artemis!"

The dark skinned archer appears with a flash down below, looking confused for a brief moment... then I crash through the wall.

*BOOM*

The wall explodes inwards as I shoot through it, using my map I barely even have to wait a moment before I get my bearings. I swing my free hand forwards as the celestial spirit key disappears back into my storage, a tremendous force crashes into a small pink haired girl as she tries to stab Erza in the back with a lance of blue-ish light.

Said girl is flung away with a cry, flipping through the air like a piece of paper caught in the wind.

"ARTEMIS! SUPPORT ERZA AND JELLAL!" I shout as I lunge forwards, following after the small girl as she smacks into the far wall with a quiet cry of pain.

An arrow passes through the stone wall through the use of dive magic and is barely deflected by the sword the black haired woman, Ultear, wields, a glass orb floats through the air... only for it to rapidly duplicate. Two, four, eight. After what feels like mere moments, well over sixty glass spheres shoot through the room.

'holy shit... she's... using telekinesis to manipulate the spheres... but also her Arc of Time to speed them up. That's bullshit!'

It also appears that the largest majority of the orbs, perhaps two third, are targeting me.

I create a small wall of archive barriers as I turn to see the small pink haired girl stand up from a seated position, a magic circle appearing in her hands. "You bastard!

"Maguilty Sodom!" She shouts as she hurls her hands forwards, creating numerous light blue swords of ethereal light that shoot towards my body.

I continue walking forwards, a bored expression on my face as the first of the swords strike my chest, the sound of numerous orbs slamming into my archive barriers reaching my ears.

It passes through me with zero issue as I continue walking, the girl flinches back as several more stab into my body... I continue walking forwards slowly in an almost terminator-esque manner, completing ignoring the pain manipulation spell in its entirety.

Immunity to pain has once more come in clutch.

"Now now." I gently chastise. "A young lady like yourself shouldn't swear."

She flinches back yet again and begins taking a few fearful steps back.

"S-Stay back!" She shouts as she turns and begins to run away. "L-LADY ULTEAR! H-HELP!"

Cracks cascade along my archive screens as the orbs rapidly smash into the shield.

With one quick movement I lunge forwards, the obsidian maker magic part of my Volcano magic answering my call as I fling my hands forwards.

The small girl is surrounded in a small cocoon of obsidian that covers everything but her head.

She falls face first into the floor, letting out small grunts as she lays there, trying to squirm her way out of the rock.

"You stay there." I order as I turn- just in time to see a furious black haired dark wizard burst through the cracked barrier of archive magic.

"Get away from her!" She snarls.

With incredible speed she zooms forwards, an arrow clips the back of her leg as she grits her teeth, her melee weapon looks a little worse for wear with dozens of little notches and chips in the edge, but it's still something that will behead me if I'm not careful. I keep my calm and create several interlocking archive screens in a slight hexagonal pattern. Creating a sort of 'dome' around myself and the pain manipulating mage, as with this womans enhanced speed it's likely that she would simply go around any flat barrier I put in front of her, so I have to make a dome.

Her blade sinks up to the hilt through one of the barriers- which is absolutely terrifying as that makes it stop about a foot away from my shoulder.

'holyshit-' I duck around the blade and point a finger at the arc of time wizard, casting my next spell which I had crafted to be annoying as possible. "Bonzi buddy!"

An archive screen appears in front of her face, causing the woman to let out a growl of irritation as she brings a hand up to grasp at the screen... only for it to move just out of the way of her touch.

"HAAAH!" Erza shouts from behind the woman as she swings two swords down at her open back. It appears that Erza has swapped to some sort of Amazonian Neko armor with ears and other bits of armor that appear to be either leopard or cheetah print.

The black haired woman whirls around, holding up her free hand towards Erza.

I can only stare in awe as I watch Erza's swords visibly rust and turn to brown dust in her hands, even before she can complete her slash.

Her armor rots away as she falls towards the dark wizard, now weaponless and defenseless... and entirely nude.

Ultear promptly backhands her hard enough to send her cartwheeling to the left with a surprised gasp.

Before I can do much of anything, the floor beneath the woman turns to dust. Erza requips into her heavens wheel armor, gaining the ability to fly as she tries to follow the woman down the hole in the floor she just made... but it seals up.

Behind me, the pink haired girl lets out a quiet shout as she begins falling within her block of obsidian, passing through a floor of dust... but before I can turn around to do anything, the floor is returned to its solid form.

I stare for a long moment in abject shock as Erza lands on the floor.

"Holy... shit..." I mutter absentmindedly.

Jellal walks over to my barrier as I allow it to fade, the woman's sword clattering to the floor.

"So... she escaped." He observes.

I take this time to look over him, he looks a little worse for well, hell, both of them do, he has a few visible bruises on his exposed skin, his clothes ruffled and slightly tattered. Erza has a few cuts here and there plus some bruises as well. She even has a busted lip.

"My Flight armor." Erza frowns.

"I can fix it later if you agree to transfer your ownership of it to me via contract. But... we shouldn't worry about that right now. We should primarily figure out how we deal with that... she is absurdly powerful. I had captured the other mage and was about to join in the brawl... but she instantly was on me."

"Master!"

There's a small swirl of wind magic as Artemis leaps through the hole in the wall. "I lost sight of them! They went to the basement then entered some sort of staircase... then that black haired woman promptly collapsed the entire basement after them."

Artemis here has the special ability to see auras through walls, and It's not an ability I have given her. Its something she naturally gained through becoming a gold spirit.

Her range is pretty far. So, if Artemis lost sight of them... that means they went quite deep.

I cup my chin. "hrn... this could be fairly dangerous."

I look to the two S Class wizard who are quietly catching their breath.

"On one hand, it appears that we, as a group, have spent less magical power than she has." I begin slowly. "She lost around... thirty percent in that brief scuffle... however, we are worse off injury wise, thus a battle of attrition will probably be a poor idea."

"Who is that woman?" Jellal questions.

"That is a good question. Should I find out?" I ask.

The two S class share a look, then nod once.

"Alrighty." I shrug as a keyboard appears in front of me, another archive screen just above it. "I know her name is Ultear Milkovich, she is the daughter of- oh... oh dear... this just got a little more messy."

"What is it?" Erza demands.

"Daughter of Ur Milkovich... the same woman who imprisoned Deliora within the iced shell." I state as I briefly begin pacing back and forth, my archive screens following me.

"Why would she make her own mothers sacrifice worthless?!" Erza snaps.

I continue reading, cupping my chin as I look over her overall plan. "Because she plans to use her magic to attempt to restore her mother to life when the curse breaks."

"What?! I thought you said her magic only extends to nonliving things!" Erza exclaims.

"It is supposed to... but it appears that she was able to use it on herself... also, the iced shell means that technically her mother isn't alive right now. She's ice. So I can see why she'd think it would work. But I'm fairly certain it won't."

"How do we follow after them?" Jellal questions as he looks to my celestial spirit. "You said she collapsed the basement? I could likely use earth magic to clear a path, but that would use all of my remaining magic... and if I even could do that depends on how long the staircase down is."

"No. It'll be fine. Artemis, can you get us down there?"

"I should be able to clear a path." The archer nods once. "My diver magic is reasonably good. I might be forced to draw on your magic a bit though, master."

"That's fine. I'll eat some gravity to recover... but first? I need to make a little call to our resident Devil Slayer."

Pov: Below

A black haired woman brings a hand to her chest as she breathes heavily a single thought resting on her mind. 'That could not have gone worse.'

She opens her eyes, her eyebrow twitching at the annoying purple ape standing on the screen just in front of her. It speaks in a monotone and inhuman voice. "Hello. I'm Bonzi. I'm here to destroy your mind."

It begins dancing. "This is the song that doesn't end. Yes, it goes on and on my friend-"

She reaches up to grasp the screen, but it moves out of the way of her grasp.

She tries again and again and again, but it just keeps barely escaping.

"Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was... and they'll continue singing it forever just because-"

Her hands twitch in rage. Will she seriously be forced to tap into her magic yet again just to speed herself up to the point where she can grasp this damned screen?!

"This is the song that doesn't end! Yes-"

Two small hands grasp the screen, causing the woman's wrath to briefly pause.

The pink haired girl who appears to be quite shaken looks over Ultear, trying to rid herself of her unease. "Lady Ultear... are you alright?"

The black haired woman reaches up, grasping the screen now that being held by the shaking hands of her follower- not that she is terrified to the point that her hands are shaking, it's just that the screen appears to be trying desperately to escape as Ultear's hand nears.

"I am fine. My injuries are far from severe, and I still have more than three-fifths of my magical power remaining." Her grip tightens, causing cracks to cascade across the magical screen that grow larger and larger... eventually, after enough pressure, it shatters into motes of light, a frown appearing on her lips. "That is... an annoying spell. Dangerous as well. It obscures the vision and is quite difficult to get rid of."

"Who... were they, Lady Ultear?" The pink haired girl questions.

"It appears they are from a Light Guild, Meredy... hrn... Jellal and Erza... they are in the Fairy Tail guild. I've seen those two before in newspapers." She quietly explains, reservation in her tone.

"But... what about the green haired mage?" Meredy asks.

"I... do not know. He isn't one of Fairy Tail's S Class wizards... I am certain of that. I know each and every one of them. But he... he is annoying."

"He-" Meredy begins quietly. "He's completely immune to my magic."

That causes the older woman's eyebrows to rise. She had thought that Meredy had just been incompetent, or maybe her opponent just dodged everything- not that she could really focus on her fight while dealing with two S Class wizards- but... he just ignored the spells?!

"Truly?!" She gasps.

"Y-Yeah... he just let himself be stabbed by numerous Maguilty Sodoms without even twitching!" The girl exclaims.

Ultear lets out a low hum, cupping her chin. "That is... worrisome."

"What do we do?" The pinkette questions.

Ultear gazes around slowly, a frown on her face. "I do not doubt that we would be capable of defeating them... however..."

A purple glow illuminates the cave, showing a tremendous demonic figure trapped within the ice of a huge glacier. The corners of Ultear's mouth turn upwards as she rises to her feet, briefly glaring at the injury to her leg that causes lances of pain to arc down the appendage.

There's also the matter of that archer... someone who she hadn't even been able to lay her eyes upon... 'Artemis' or whatever their name is... to be able to shoot through solid stone with such accuracy. Bothersome.

"Do we even have to defeat them?" The woman questions idly as she gazes upon the form of Deliora.

"I will admit. In our previous exchange... we lost quite handily... a testament to the tenacity of Fairy Tail wizards, I suppose." She reluctantly admits, a smile on her face. "But we still have some of our underlings performing the moon drip ritual."

*Crack*

A small crack cascades through the massive icy glacier, causing the woman to nod slowly. "So... why do we not just accomplish our goals... then leave."

"What about the wizards we have gathered?" The younger Grimoire Heart mage questions.

"It is a shame, but we will have to leave them behind." The woman shrugs. "It is regretful, but it isn't truly that much of a loss. While intriguing, it is possible we could find others with the same magic elsewhere."

More cracks cascade through the ice locking away the form of Deliora. The ten years trapped within the iced shell should have long since killed the demon... or, in the case that it is still alive, brought it close to death.

With a dull white glow, a large spike of iron is taken from Ultear's requip space, a weapon which has been magically hardened and sharpened beyond normal steel. Plus there are a few other enchantments placed upon it that are quite dangerous.

Controlling it will be more difficult than her lacrima orb, as that itself has been created with the sole purpose of being receptive to and enhancing magic, but this should be more inherently dangerous than a simple crystal sphere.

"Lady Ultear, do we have to worry about those Fairy Tail wizards following us?" Meredy quietly questions.

"Unlikely." The woman states with a small head shake. "I know for a fact, that the S Class wizard Erza Scarlet has no method to follow us after we collapsed the lower floor and staircase. The time it would take to clear the rubble is quite substantial... and while Jellal may have some form of earth magic, if our sources are to be believed, it is not his primary magic, and removing that much debris would likely completely drain his remaining magical power."

"What about the green haired wizard?" The younger girl asks.

"He is by far the strongest Archive magic user I have ever seen. Most do not even bother entering a direct conflict either, resigning themselves to be nothing more than mobile telepathic zones and support for allies. Yet... he would be mildly bothersome to face with his... 'Bonzi Buddy' spell... I can only imagine what other annoying spells he might have in store."

"But. Mages refrain from learning numerous magics a fair portion of the time. They merely want to focus all of their efforts on one sole magic instead of being forced to delegate their time to numerous. That is why you typically only find older mages with multiple magics... it is unlikely that he has any magic that allows him to burrow through the earth. Or, if he does, it shouldn't be at the skill required to reach this cavern"

"I see! That's good!" The younger girl smile brightly only to pause and point at the large glacier of ice. "Lady Ultear! Look!"

A large piece of the ice frees itself from the titanic form of Deliora and for the first time in a decade, leathery black flesh feels the air of the outside world.

The dark hand twitches and spasms, clenching slowly as the iced shell falls away from it.

The titanic spire of metal slowly rises from the ground under the command of Ultear's telekinesis magic.

It gains a slight spin as it hangs there beside her, she briefly waits for the ice to fall out of the way, then she hurls the spike forwards with a flick of her wrist.

She holds out her other hand.

"PARALLEL WORLDS!" She shouts as her arc of time magic springs to life, following her commands. This is far more costly than using it on her lacrima orb, but it is worth it at the end of the day. A simple crystal ball won't be piercing the skin of a monster like Deliora.

The spire, as it shoots through the air seems to split, blossoming into five copies of the spike, possible futures the weapon could take.

Perhaps the wind magic causing it to spin slows down? Causing it to aim slightly lower... perhaps the spin causes the beam to curve in the air... perhaps she over correct for the spin and it ends up curving in the opposite direction.

Maybe it gains a slight updraft and goes higher... or perhaps it remains straight like an arrow.

The five spikes of metal pierce the beast, one to each shoulder, one to the center of the chest, one to the throat and one to the gut. These spikes manage to pierce the demon's flesh, sinking several feet into its body. Then, without wasting a moment... they begin to glow. Large purple runes appear, wrapped around the spires of metal, pulsing and vibrating menacingly.

Then they explode. Each at the same time. Creating massive purple clouds of dust.

Not wasting any time, Ultear holds out her hands, targeting the discarded ice shards as a large scaly arm crashes to the floor, detached from its body.

Tremendous hunks of ice are drawn inwards, collapsing together as she calls upon her arc of time yet again.

The ice begins to shrink, her eyes narrowing.

After a moment, she can see it however.

Change.

And that change is all she needed to redouble her efforts. Magic power wafts off her body as she channels more and more of her energy into completing the spell.

After around a minute... she is left there, standing above the form of a black-haired woman wearing a grey overcoat, red tank top and jeans.

Her arms cross as she stares down at the figure.

It has finally come. The moment that will decide if all of her effort will be for naught.

Will her mother wake up... or is this simply an empty cadaver in the shape of her mother?

Surprise lances through her body as she stiffens, the hand of the woman before her briefly twitching.

Finally. Answers shall be hers.

Ultear watches her mother slowly sit up, bringing up a hand to her head. Her eyes slowly crack open, darting around her surroundings.

"We meet yet again... Mother." The black haired Grimoire Heart mage frowns, glaring down at the woman who in the past she loved deeply.

"Mother?" Ur whispers under her breath, her eyes locking onto the black haired girl in front of her.

Then she hears it.

"YOU DUMBASS!" A voice shouts from behind her, Ultear's eyes widen as she turns, glaring up at the three fairy tail mages as they stand in a hole in the cave wall. It appears they had burrowed in here instead of taking the stairs. "THAT'S NOT YOUR MOTHER! IT'S DELIORA!"

Ultear whirls around, a telekinetic barrier forming- A gasp leaves her mouth as a bitingly cold chill stabs into her core. A spike of ice the size of her forearm punctures her stomach as her mother- no... what used to be her mother smirks evilly up at her.

"ULTEAR!" Meredy screams as blood stains the older woman's lips.

At this moment, only one thought comes to mind, regardless of how unladylike it might be.

"Fuck."

DUN DUN DUN! Surprise! You thought it was Ur, but it was in fact Deli-Ur-A! It looks like Pierce and friends are going to have quite the fight on their hands.