Jutla smirked at the shadow figure, turning her hands into iron spears. "Yes, it is about time...time that we get our parents back!"

The shadow figure laughed out. "And what are you going to do, hmm? You can't defeat me!"

"Actually, I can!" she yelled out, leaping forward and aiming for his heart.

"What are you doing?!" he questioned, quickly dodging her attack.

The blunette landed on her feet, panting. "We know your secret...Jet."

"Jet? What are you talking about?" Jareth asked from the crowd. The other guild members were just as curious.

"It all makes sense now. My mother told me stories about you and your friend, Droy. You two were insanely jealous that she fell for my father instead of you. She saw you guys, you know. Talking about how you wish Father would die on a mission, talking about how you two needed to learn a more powerful magic practice in order to one day defeat him and anyone who stood in your way to have my mother. That's why you know so much about it. And I must admit...I'm a nosy little fucker. I read my mom's journal. You already had attempted this before...before any of us were even born. They just never bothered to say anything. So in all honesty, you're the dumb shithead here. Because we know! Droy and you will die today!" Jutla revealed.

The shadow figure annoyingly sighed, removing his hood to reveal his face. Other than the fact that his orange hair had turned gray, he was still rather young looking. "You are too smart for your own good, you know that? And when we chop you into little pieces, you will regret discovering our secret!"

Suddenly, another shadow figure appeared, revealing to be the overweight partner, Droy. "Your mother was all that we ever wanted, but she had to choose the man that nearly killed us!"

"He changed his ways!" Jutla protested, "And why would you take this out on the whole guild...on everyone in Fiore?!"

"Because your parents are soft asses. Levy will choose us if we put everyone else's lives in danger!" Jet sneered out.

"You guys need actual help," Neve emotionlessly commented.

"Shut the fuck up," Droy yelled out, zapping Neve with a powerful dark force.

She fell to the ground, crying out in pain. Yajee kneeled down and cradled her head in his lap. "Neve! Neve, stay with me, love."

"Sissy!" Dax cried out, burying his little body into Ur's, who had begun to cry.

"Don't hurt them! They have nothing to do with this!" Jutla yelled out, rushing towards Droy and stabbing him in the heart.

Blood poured out of the tanned man's mouth, and he slumped over, puking up large amounts of blood.

"Droy!" Jet rushed to his friend, patting his back, "Stay with me buddy."

But Droy fell over, choking on his own blood. "You were...a good friend."

In a matter of a few minutes, he died. Jet glared at Jutla, growling. "You will pay for this!"

Another zap of his dark magic soared towards the brunette, but she dodged it just in time.

Jareth watched the scene nervously, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something. It was their parents. One by one, they had begun to reappear, along with all the others from Fiore that Jet and Droy had kidnapped.

Jet noticed this too, cursing under his breath. "Damn magic is getting weaker."

"Guys! Over here!" Layla called out, jumping in the air.

The veteran Fairy Tail members rushed over, Wendy immediately tending to Neve's wounds.

"Where's Jutla?" Levy asked.

Yajee pointed at his sister, who was beginning to be overcome by the power that Jet possessed.

Levy gasped. "Jet! Leave her alone!"

Jutla, hearing her mother's voice, had become distracted for a moment. This gave Jet the chance to grab her, wrapping a hand around her neck tightly. "Become mine, and I won't kill your little bitch."

"Mom...no...I...I'll.." the young brunette attempted to say, but the older man gripped onto her throat even tighter.

"Let my girl go, you bastard!" Gajeel yelled out, rushing towards him.

Jareth saw this as a good opportunity. "Gajeel! Use your iron! You have to stab him in the heart! It's the only way to kill him!"

"If you stab me, Redfox, I twist your daughter's neck!" Jet growled out.

Gajeel sighed, staring at his daughter with saddened eyes. "Don't take your anger out on her. It's me that you want dead. Let her go...and I will allow you to kill me."

"No, Dad!" Jutla choked out.

Levy noticed Jutla giving her father a frightened look. "What's going on?!"

Yajee stood up to comfort his mother. "I don't know..."

Jet smirked at the middle aged dragon slayer. "Oh, really? Well, how about this...I kill your daughter and you!"

"No!" Gajeel yelled out, his arm now an iron sword jutting out towards Jet just as Jet sends a shadow spear towards him.

Jutla closed her eyes, afraid to see what would be the outcome. She heard grunts of pain, gasps, and screams. Jet's hold on her vanished, and she fell to the ground, gasping for air.

She could hear the footsteps of the entire guild quickly approaching her, and she could hear sobs.

Someone picked her up, cradling her to them. By his scent, she knew it was Jareth. Blinking her eyes open, she glanced up at him.

"Jareth?" she asked weakly.

He gave her a kiss. "I'm here, Little Dragon. I'm here."

She sat up in his lap, glancing around. Jet was dead, his body bloody and laying next to Droy's. But there was something else, something that made her skin turn a ghostly shade of white.

"No...Dad!"

Gajeel was also laying on the ground...bloody and dead.

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Hey dudes. I hope you liked this chapter...despite its dark ending. This is the last chapter, and the epilogue will be the last thing. Thank you all for reading this little fanfiction. Much love <3!

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