User blog comment:Relikz/DREAM BATTLE CHRONICLES: FOURTEENTH MATCH!/@comment-7418318-20131108221944

Seeing as no one else did it so far, I decided to try and make my second Dream Battle. Nothing overly long or elaborate, but hopefully entertaining enough.

Zeref originally was content with leaving the world's cleansing to Tartarus, but even with the Nine Demon Gates leading them, they were unable to overcome the might of Fiore's mage guilds. The losses were great and in the end the legal guilds were forced to even let criminals out of prison to bolster their numbers. Some fought willingly, knowing that the Demons would kill just like all the other mages, while others only joined for the promise of an official pardoning of their crimes.

After Tartarus was defeated, Zeref decided to take matters into his own hands.

Contrary to what most people believe, his magic didn't just snuff out the live of his victims, but it actually stole and enslaved their very souls. By sacrificing a living Human Zeref could give those souls a new body to reincarnate them into.

Over the last four hundred years many dark mages had tried to hunt Zeref down, but only ended up with their souls in his possession. Whether he wanted it or not, his magic would just gush out of him and capture his assailants. Two of his more recent additions were Hades and Zancrow, whom he had killed on Tenrou Island.

With the great losses that the mages suffered at the hands and claws of the Demons, it was the perfect time to act and so Zeref sent out his slaves.

"Damn... just when the war with Tartarus is over and I finally earned my freedom again this must happen." The Poison Dragon Slayer was pissed off. After the war with the Demons ended just two weeks ago he had set out to find his friend. Rumours about a woman who used to be a snake had brought his attention to Fairy Tail, but when he arrived in Magnolia, the town was yet another battlefield.

Just when he was about to turn away he "heard" a voice. A familiar voice. Could it be Cubellios?

Only one way to find out, he thought to himself and prepared to enter the fray.

Dark Mages of unknown origin and the Mages of Fairy Tail and Twilight Ogre fought all over the place, while the civilians fled the city in a panic.

The pandemonium and his enhanced hearing made it easy for Cobra to sneak past the fierce fights and make his was toward the voice. But he wasn't the only one with supernatural hearing.

As he rounded a corner into yet another backstreet a man stood before him.

Blond with Red eyes and an evil grin on his face. Black flames enveloped his fists.

"Finally someone who looks like a bit of a challenge! I was getting tired of burning those small fry Fairies and Ogres. You have the honour of being killed by Zancrow the Flame God Slayer!"

The blonde brought his hands together and combined the flames around his hands into a big black fireball. "Flame God's Kagutsuchi!"

Cobra was able to dodge to the side. Missing him the black inferno struck a building further down the street. The explosion and the intense heat of the black flames reduced it to ash and charred stones in a matter of seconds.

"Not bad. You're quite nimble. But you won't be able win a fight by just dodging one eye!" the God Slayer mocked.

"And all your power won't help you if you can't hit me."

"Poison Dragons twin fang!" Two clouds of red and black flew out of Cobra's hand. Twisting around each other and tracked the God Slayer, even as he tried to get out of it's path.

"A homing attack! Not a bad idea, but ultimately useless" Zancrow commented dryly as he unleashed another blast of flame towards the approaching attack. The poison fangs and black flames collided mid-air spraying the surrounding buildings with the black and red liquid, now bubbling from the heat of the fire.

"Flame God's bellow!" "Poison Dragon's Roar"

Cobra expected the two breath attacks would cancel each other out, but he had underestimated the raw power of the Flame God Slayer. While the black fireball had shrunken to just a hand's width after punching through his poison breath, it was still enough to easily burn through his jacket and cause a painful injury to his left shoulder.

The Poison Dragon Slayer was getting really angry. This wasn't his war. All he wanted was to find Cubellios! His anger gave him strength, transforming his hands into claws and forming dark red scales up his arms.

"Oh scary!" the God Slayer mocked again, believing himself to have the upper hand. Cobra would soon teach him the error in this assumption.

"Flame God's Explosive Flame!" Zancrow thrust out his first and unleashed another blast of magic at Cobra. "Hearing" Zancrows thoughts of what the attack would be like, the Poison Dragon Slayer timed his dodge just so that his jump through a nearby window would be hidden by the flash of the explosion.

"There you go! Now you're just a pile of ash, like all the other small fry!"

As Zancrow was laughing manically, Cobra quickly and quietly made his was through the abandoned house. Before the Flame God Slayer could even realize that his opponent was still alive he hit him with a Poison Dragon's Fang thrust, knocking him into a nearby wall.

To Cobra's surprise Zancrow immediately jumped up again and unleashed another blast of black flames.

While Cobra was able to dodge the flames themselves, the following explosion brought down the building, pinning one of his legs under rubble. He couldn't move.

"You really are quick to have dodged my explosion before, but now it's over for you, little snake!" Black flames in the shape of a jaw with a brightly glowing red eye in the centre gushed out of his hands. To scare his opponent with the promise of what was coming, he brought his hands together again and again, making it look like a beast biting into it's prey again and again.

"Flame God's Supper!" Zancrow brought the flames down on the pinned down Dragon Slayer.

Cobra desperately enveloped himself in a cloud of poison to defend against the attack, but the black flames ate deeper and deeper into them. When all that was left of the protective poison cloud was a layer of a few millimetres and Cobra was sure he would be hit, the intensity of the flames started to decrease.

For a few moments the red fumes and black flames held even until the flames died out altogether.

The poison with which Cobra had hit the God Slayer earlier had finally taken effect.

Never having an flare for dramatics Cobra simply walked over to where Zancrow had fallen, now unable to move and used his claw to impale the God Slayer through the heart.

Dispelling his Dragon Scales Cobra continued left the corpse behind and set out again in search of his one true friends voice.