Hey guys, so this is the full length story I was planning, due to time restraints, I couldn't start writing. So is set immediately after the battle Rai has with Muzaka and is injured, and I mean literally at the next instant Rai finishes his battle. In the FT timeline, after the lullaby arc. Enjoy!

Disclaimer:- Noblesse and Fairy Tail belong to Son Jeho/Lee Kwangsu and Hiro Mashima respectively. I only own this crossover. The cover art for this fanfiction belongs to camellia029 (deviantart).

Chapter 1:- The coffin

Extreme fatigue. Darkness clouding his sharp, red eyes. Cadis Etrama di Raizel, the noblesse left a trail of blood as he flew away from the blast that engulfed his best and only friend, Muzaka the werewolf lord. The wound on his left abdomen was bleeding profusely, and he knew he would have to hibernate, and with his condition as bad as it was, he would sleep for eons. Raizel cupped his mouth with his free hand and coughed violently, narrowing his eyes. Jumping from one pillar to another, leaving trails of his already fading blood wings, he landed on a clearing in a huge pillar, and with trembling hands, took out the earring Lord had given him, and clicked it on his left ear. His blood wings completely disappeared and the pain dissipated a little. He was bleeding from his mouth, eyes and ears, apart from the injuries he had sustained from Muzaka's attacks. Looking back one last time, he thought of his friend, with a mixture of sadness and helplessness.

"Muzaka…..I'm sorry" were his last thoughts before the darkness covered his eyes completely, the world started spinning as he let his body slide over the edge. A swirling red mist covered is body and transformed into his coffin, that now plummeted into the ocean, becoming smaller and smaller, until it disappeared amongst its raging depths.

A few days later, Fairy Tail guild

"The air is way better outdoors! It's really the best! Freedom is wonderful! Freeeeedooooommm!" shouted Natsu, rampaging around the guild, spewing flames from his mouth.

"Shut it, Natsu!"

"Eat quietly!"

"He should have stayed in jail a little while longer" said Lucy, sweatdropping. "I can't believe the arrest was just a formality….I wasted my time worrying…" she continued, dropping into the table.

"Say, what happened to the duel of men between Erza and Natsu?" inquired Elfman.

"Men?!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot!Erzaaaa!Let's continue!Here I come!" declared the pink haired dragon slayer, charging up a Fire Dragon's Fist and rushing towards Erza. The scarlet haired beauty just sighed and swung her sword with so much force that the entire table was destroyed, along with sending Natsu flying some 20 feet away. Gray, Elfman and Lucy's jaws dropped and the trio backed away scared. Natsu continued bouncing away from the momentum of the attack as he toppled over several other tables and guild mates, before finally slumping over a wall out cold.

"If you really want to, then bring it on" challenged Titania.

"Aaand you're ooout!" declared Happy.

"Gyaaaahaahahah you're so lame natsu!"

"Erza's strong indeed!"

"Is the bet from the other day still on?"

"Oh my, you wrecked the store again" said a smiling Mirajane.

On the other end, Makarov, the guild master started drooping. "What's wrong, master?" asked the white haired beauty.

"Nothing….just getting sleepy" came the drowsy reply. "It's him"

One by one, all the members started to sway and fell on their tracks, as a robed figure made its way into the guild, carrying what appeared to be a huge coffin.

"Mistogun" announced Makarov. "What's that you're carrying?" he asked.

"Oh this? I found it during my mission, it releases a strange energy, I am unable to open it. Strange, because it came from deep within the ocean. A normal coffin would've been destroyed from the water pressure and it would've been impossible to retrieve it without magic. I was hoping you would know what to do." He replied, setting it down. It was the strangest coffin Makarov had ever seen. It was completely black, with sleek golden linings along its edges. The most eye catching feature was however a giant silver cross that adorned the lid. And true enough, it released a strange energy, the likes of which Makarov had never encountered.

"Hmm…..peculiar indeed. Very well, I'll see what I can do" replied the old master. Mistogun grabbed another request from the board. "I'm leaving" he said, making his way to the exit.

"Hey! Release your sleep magic!" reminded Makarov.

"Five, four, three, two, one…." He counted, disappearing along with the count. The next instant, all the occupants in the room jerked awake, apart from Natsu, whom happy watched deadpanned.

"Th..this feeling! Was it mistogun?!"

"That punk!"

"His sleep magic is so strong!"

"Mistogun?" asked Lucy, rubbing her eyes.

"He is one of the most powerful mages in Fairy Tail" answered Loki, but seeing Lucy, gaped and Lucy mirrored his reaction.

"For some reason, he hates to be seen, that's why he puts everyone to sleep. So only master knows his face" explained Gray, who was clothed for once.

"What the?! That sounds fishy" remarked the blonde.

"No, I know it as well" came a voice from above. Lucy turned to see the source of the voice.

"Oh and that's also one of the strongest mages in Fairy Tail, the grandson of master, Laxus" added the Ice mage. Lucy gasped.

"Mistogun is too shy, just don't question it too much" said the lightning mage.

"LAXUS! FIGHT ME!" demanded Natsu, finally jerking awake. "If you can't even win against Erza, you won't stand a chance against me" smirked Laxus.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" glared the red haired beauty.

"I mean, I'm the strongest!"

"If you wanna fight me, why don't you come on up?"

"Here I come!" shouted Natsu, charging up, but not before a giant hand squashed him flat against the table. "You can't go to the second floor yet" said the master calmly. "You too Laxus, stop it" he added.

"I'll never give FT's strongest position to anyone, not to Erza, Mistogun and even to that old geezer! I'm…..the strongest!" retorted Laxus, before leaving, leaving sour looks on the people below. Elsewhere, Mira explained the S-class rule, making her known of the magnitude of things that occurred.

"By the way master, what's with the coffin? Is it from Mistogun?" asked Mira.

"It's so elegant looking, even for something so morbid" remarked Erza.

"Yeah, he said he found it in his mission, and that he couldn't open it no matter what he tried. It's covered with a strange energy, and was lying on the ocean floor" All the nearby guild members gathered around.

"The ocean?! How is it in one piece then?!" exclaimed Lucy.

"Only one to find out. Mistogun uses a very different type of magic, so maybe I might be able to open it with magic that's more familiar. Hmm….." trailed off the master, and then "Natsu, you give it a try, with your dragon slayer magic" said the old master.

"Hell yeah!" grinned Natsu, smashing his fists together, releasing a burst of flame. He dashed forwards, retracting his flaming hands backwards.

"Fire Dragon's Fi-" before he could land the punch the coffin slid open on its own, releasing steam.

"Hold it!" said the master, backhanding Natsu and sending him flying. Inside lay an extremely handsome and elegant looking man, with scarlet-red eyes and jet black hair. He had a silver cross earring on his left ear, black full sleeve shirt with gold lining along the neck and black pants, with similar gold linings in them. He had a stoic and regal demeanor, which was an awe inspiring sight to behold. But what immediately caught their attention was the numerous injuries on his body. No human could've inflicted the slash marks in his abdomen and his face, each one occurring as a pair of three, each slash at least an inch thick. The sides of his mouth, eyes and ears had streaks of dried blood, indicating the severity of his injuries. Even the sides of his arms had blood on them, having flowed down from his shoulder blades. All the members in the vicinity gasped.

"Oh god…..!" said Mira, cupping her hands to her mouth.

"Who or what could've caused such injuries?!" wondered Erza, mirroring Mira's expression. Seeing so much blood, Levy swayed and fainted.

"This is horrible…." Said Lucy in a small voice.

"I can't believe it….he's still alive!" exclaimed Gray "Look, he's still breathing!" he added, pointing towards his face. Everyone turned to the man and discovered that he was indeed alive. Breathing steadily, as if in a deep, deep sleep. The injuries too, were slowly, almost unnoticeably healing.

"Unbelievable" said Elfman.

"He must be pretty strong or pretty lucky, to be still alive with such injuries" commented Natsu, scratching his head. "Aye" agreed Happy.

"Then why is he in a coffin?" inquired Erza.

"Answers can be found later, right now, we need to help him. For all we know, he could still be in mortal danger. I know of a person who may be able to help him, I'm going to get her. Until then, take care as to no harm befalls him. Whatever did this to him, might be back and it might be too much even for us. We need to be prepared if that happens" said Makarov, jumping down and walking towards the door.

"But master, what if he attacks us after he wakes up? For all we know, he could be an evil person" asked Erza.

"You have a point, but for some reason, I feel he means us no harm. I can't quite explain it, but trust me this once" assured the old master.

"Alright…." Agreed the red haired beauty, somewhat satisfied.

Sometime later, the guild door swung open, to reveal Makarov walking along with a slim and tall elderly woman with pink hair, tied in a bun on the back of her head by two large pins with crescent moon-shaped edges, and with two bangs of hair left framing her face.

"….so once Natsu tried attacking, the coffin opened on its own, and someone was inside it, not dead. This man is seriously injured, and the injuries are out of the world, no creature I know of could've done something like this. I can even sense strange energy from those wounds. What's more strange, his injuries are slowly, but surely healing"

"I see…..I can't say anything for sure until I see him in person" replied the old lady. "Hmph, this place is still as messy as ever" she grunted, looking around. Makarov dropped his head a bit and continued to take the old lady to the coffin. Porlyusica peered into the coffin and flinched at first, but said nothing and examined him.

"My god…This is…..!" gasped the pink haired woman, cupping her hands, then she stood up and walked up to Makarov. "Whatever attacked him must've been insanely strong….because like you said, his injuries are slowly healing"

"Hmm….but why do you think the creature must be so strong?" inquired Makarov. "He could've just used some healing magic during his fight, or some potions" But Porlyusica nodded in the negative.

"It's not as simple as that. I found no trace of magical energy. In fact, he's not even a mage" she explained. This shocked everyone.

"Wha-?!"

"He's not a mage?! Then how did he…."

"Unbelievable…even mages would have to be extremely lucky to be alive after such injuries…." Said Erza with wide eyes. "He must really be unbelievably strong"

"But if he's not a mage, how are his wounds healing?" pointed Gray.

"Yes I was getting to that. On the surface, he seems to possess no magical energy. But he does have some strange abilities. For example, how he is healing himself. His blood is 'rebuilding' itself, that's the best way I can describe it. Or you could say, he has regenerative powers. Honestly, I've never seen anything like it" she explained. "Although, how his body has such powers, I do not know" Yet again, everyone listened astonished at the new information.

"Can't we talk about all this later and treat him first?" asked Lucy in a serious tone.

"Is there any way you can help him?" asked Mira, concerned.

"Hmm, I can't say for sure, but I'll try my best" she replied. "In any case, I need some of you to move him to-". Suddenly, there was a movement in the coffin and the Raizel picked himself up with great effort, staggering, and looked around and raised his eyes a bit, surprised by the crowd assembled around him.

"Hey you shouldn't be getting up just yet! You're in a really bad shape!" shouted Porlyusica, striding forwards to support him.

"…Who are you…..?"

"Huh?"

"What did he say? Is that another language?" asked Natsu, with a dumbfounded look. He went up to him and waved his hands in front of his face.

"Hey! Do you speak our language?You should let us help, you're injured really badly, you'll die otherwise!" The man remained quiet, with a blank look on his face.

"Heeeeyyyyy! Say something!"

"…Why did you wake me up…?" asked the man.

"Huh? Suddenly you can speak our language? Well, you were…..are in a really bad shape, so we were going to help you…."

"….You can't help me….."

"Now listen here you, I don't know who you are or where you're from, but when I see someone so hurt, you expect a healing mage such as myself to walk away? Don't kid me! You're gonna stay put right here until I feel satisfied, you understand?" chided Porlyusica, with a vein popping in her head. The man didn't respond at all, nevertheless, she dragged him into another room. All the onlookers sweatdropped.

" *sigh* I guess that takes of that huh?" remarked Lucy, deadpanned.

"No matter how strong one is, no one messes with her" whispered Makarov, in a tiny voice. The others sweatdropped again and waited for the healer mage to return.

That's it folks! It's shorter than I would've liked, but I wanna save the next part for the next chapter and I'm planning something interesting. I'll try to update as frequently as possible. Hope you enjoyed it and if you've read the one-shot version, hope you like this one as well! Thanks for reading! Until next time!