Chương 9: Chapter 9

Third Person POV

The man was rather tall and had a muscular body. He also had black hair and tanned skin. He sported a unique-looking beard; a chin curtain, with several lines of facial hair around his mouth shooting upwards in an odd pattern. He wore an ornate cloak along with a dress shirt and an ascot tied in a full Windsor knot.

The man stood within the office of the Third Master of Fairy Tail, an expression full of rage and denial.

This man is Ivan Dreyar, the son of Makarov.

A few months prior, he was caught in a partnership with the local dark guilds of Fiore, hoping to make more jewel. Ivan wanted Fairy Tail to further grow in power by boosting their current funds.

Makarov confronted him about it and he swore not to do so ever again.

And yet here he was, back in his father's office, denying his father's accusations against him.

"Father! Someone must have framed me! I-

"Enough!"

Makarov slammed his fist down on the table, his face glazed with disappointment.

"Ivan, you have sullied the Fairy Tail name and here you are, lying right through your teeth in front of your own father! I have more than enough evidence to punish you for this!"

Ivan, now further infuriated, roared back in anger,

"It was all for the benefit of the guild! For Fairy Tail! Don't you understand father!"

Makarov gripped his fists in anger and sadness. Anger at Ivan for doing so many wrongs and mostly sad at what has become of this situation for him to willingly go through his next decision.

"Ivan. Do you not realize the damage these dark guilds have done to the kingdom of Fiore?! And here you are, wanting to make deals with them!"

"I have given you chances after chances and no matter how much it pains me to do this, I cannot keep letting you abuse my kindness! Your stay here in Fairy Tail is over! From henceforth, you are hereby excommunicated from this guild!"

Ivan stood up in anger, glaring down at his father.

"Fine! Fairy Tail can stay weak for all I care! I'll just make a guild my own!"

And just like that, he stormed out of the guild, not bothering to give his last goodbyes.

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[Play Itachi Theme ;)]

Ivan had long walked for miles out of Magnolia and into the nearby forests, thinking of a plan to exact his vengeance against his father.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking at the surrounding forest.

'Strange... it had only been in the morning when I left... how come it's so dark already?'

Ivan looked up at the sky, noticing that he couldn't see past the canopy of the trees for some reason.

It had grown too dark in the time he noticed.

Ivan grew nervous as he saw the darkness enclosing him. He could no longer see within 10 feet of the surrounding forest.

'This has to be Illusion Magic,' Ivan muttered, his fear ever so rising.

Nobody could put him in such an Illusion without him noticing unless it was...

"Itachi..." Ivan said in a grave voice.

He knew it now and he knew that he was fucked, big time.

Ivan turned around, back and forth, his sweat trickled down his face.

"W-Where are you! Come out and face me like a man!" Ivan didn't know what else to do but taunt him to come out. In the past 4 or 5 years, he had seen what Itachi can do.

However, Ivan's taunts fell on-air and the darkness and silence of this Illusion prevailed.

Ivan then tried to cancel out this illusion with his own illusion magic but he felt as if something was blocking his magic energy flow.

He was but a civilian in this situation and that scared him immensely.

"C-Come out Itachi! Show yourself! Or else you'll pay for this!"

Itachi wasn't supposed to be here! No one could complete an SS-Class job that quickly!

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorr-"

And before he could finish, he suddenly felt a sharp, cold sensation press behind his neck. Ivan inhaled sharply, afraid to move or else his head would be off in the next moment.

It was a kunai. He had seen it in action before. One swipe of it from Itachi and he would be dead.

"L-Look, Itachi, I'm not sure why you are doing this but I swear I'm not planning anything!"

His words were shaky and unconvincing, he himself knew that but he didn't know what else to say.

Ivan expected a response but all he heard was silence.

After a few moments, he heard a deep hypnotic voice speak,

"It is never wise to judge others based on your own preconceptions and by their appearances."

"For years and years, you have done many good deeds for Fairy Tail. No one would have suspected anything. And yet here you are, your life in my hands. Now tell me, what should I do?"