I'm only gonna say this once so read VERY carefully. In this story, you will see the following; Natsu/E.N.D, Lemons, Mind Breaking, a few backstabs and a few things I'll leave you to figure out. This isn't going to be one of those 'redemption stories', because there's nothing in this story Natsu sees that needs to be redeemed. If any of these things 'offend' you, please, stop reading right now and go find something else lighter to read.

The E.N.D. Of Remnant

Chapter 1

Hostile Takeover

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

"Magic / Curse"

Flashback

"Scroll Communications / Tv"

Location / Date / Time Change

2000 Years after the Fairy Tail Story

Kingdom of Vale

The wielders of magic had long passed the world. They didn't know it at first, but the Ethernano had begun sinking deep into the earth and crystallizing. Of course, no one from that time was left to know this; except for one man, Natsu Dragneel.

The sole survivor of the Fairy Tail guild, he traveled the world, looking for a good fight. He found plenty of action in the Great War. Sure, he 'died' a couple dozen times because of his lax approach to fighting, but his Etherious powers healed him over a few hours. He won A LOT of medals for the kingdom of Vacuo, even if he didn't kill anyone, but after the war, life was boring.

The only thing he was good at was fighting, and other than the fragments of pure hatred born from Acnologia's blood, or Grimm as the world called them, he really didn't have much options for income. Why pay some random guy to solve a problem when a Huntsman could do the job for half the price?

Natsu stared at the food cart across the street, drool pouring out of his lips. Just because he couldn't die from hunger doesn't mean he could ignore the pain from it. Biting the bullet, he waited for his opportunity before grabbing the whole cart and running away to his 'home', the crack under a bridge. Grabbing whatever he could, he started scarfing down his first meal in months. The raw meat be damned, he was hungry.

'Enjoying yourself?' A copy of his voice asked. He turned and found himself looking at an almost exact copy of himself, minus the thick grey horns sticking out of his head.

"Go away." Natsu told himself. "I'm not in the mood."

'The first chance we get to have a conversation in half a millennia, and you want brush me off?' The voice in his head asked. 'For shame, my other half. What happened to that comradery you were so famous for?'

"That's only for my friends, if I still had any..." He took a bite of an apple before spitting it out.

'I thought you were hungry?' End asked.

"Stolen food doesn't taste as good." Natsu answered, looking back at the cart. "Why did I do this? I've never stolen anything in my life. I thought it was hard getting a job before. But now my face is gonna be plastered all over the TVs. No one is gonna hire me now."

'Is this what you've become, a scared child worried about his allowance?' The other half of him asked, floating around in a circle. 'You are Etherious Natsu Dragneel. The strongest demon Zeref ever made, a monster made flesh. You are a bad guy, so why are you trying to be something you're not?'

"Becuase it's all I know, okay?" He said back. "All I know is how to do good deeds. This is the first bad thing I've done and it makes me sick."

'That's just the sausage.' The spectral voice said.

"Go. Away!" Natsu shouted.

'I can take all the pain away. Just let me in.' The ghost put his hand on his shoulder. 'One last hurrah. For old times sake.'

Natsu stared at his dirty hands, dirty feet, dirty everything. His arm was covered in sludge and coated his guild mark, the only that connected him to his old family. Even his scarf, the gift from his father Igneel, was black with dirt and grim. He had truely hit rock bottom. "I've ran away from you for so long, but now... I'm just too tired to fight. I lost count of how many years passed, the amount people I got close to that died." He put his hands over his eyes, fighting back the tears of frustration. "I just want that all to go away. If you can do that..." He took a deep breath to calm himself and looked at his darker half. "I'll stop shoving you away."

'Attaboy!' The ghost sank into him and instantly, Natsu burst into flames as the horns of his copy grew out of his head and a black tattoo appeared on his left arm. Natsu was gone, and END had been released into the world of Remnant. "Let's get to work." He disappeared in a poof of flames, leaving the food to rot.

Mountain Glenn

Mountain Glenn. It was supposed to be an expansion of the Vale kingdom, but it failed miserably. Most just assume the bad terrain is what lead to the destruction of the project, but that was only partly true.

Something lured the Grimm there, and it wasn't just the dragon hidden deep underground. End knew what it was, and he wanted them back. "Always wanted to come here." End, in his normal look, confessed. "It's actually kinda peaceful, much nicer than the city. Must be the lack of humans."

A Beowolf charged him, but before it could pounce, it stopped dead in its tracks. End merely glared at it, and it turned and ran away. A GRIMM RAN AWAY! "Now, back to business." He melted the ground beneath him and fell below the street before landing in the underground chamber.

End landed with a thud and looked around. The old buildings were cracking and falling apart, but all that mattered was the one in front of him. He walked into the building and started tearing the place apart. "Where are they!?" He dug up some of the tiles before stricking paydirt; an old magical box.

He pulled the box out before breaking the lock and opening it, revealing several old books. His other half had hidden them from the world, but he could hide nothing from his own mind. Tartaros would live again. "It's been far too long, my friends."

Two small orbs, one green and one purple, floated down the hole as End walked out of the building. It crumbled behind him as he carried the books in his arms. The orbs reached him and floated to either side of him. "Sayla, Kyouka. Good to see you again."

"You've returned, master." The purple orb said with joy.

"How are you here?" The green orb asked. "We thought you died off with the rest of the magic in this world."

"Magic isn't dead, it's just changed." He placed the stack of books down and the spirits studied them.

"Only six..." Sayla sighed. "How I curse that girl. If it haven't been for her, we could be in our masters arms now."

"I think I can fix that." He looked around and found some old books on the ground from when humans lived here. "I know they aren't not the best looking books, but they'll do for now."

"It's better than nothing, I supposed." Kyouka said. Sayla floated up and down in agreement before they enetered the books. The old tomes glowed before turning green and purple. End opened the books and they turned into the two demons.

"So nice to have my own body again." Sayla said, twirling around in joy. She stopped in front of Kyouka staring at her. "What's wrong, Kyouka?"

"What's wrong with your hair?" Kyouka pointed to the long white streak in her partner's hair before staring at her human hands. "What happened to us?"

"My best guess is being part of Mirajane for her whole life caused you to absorb some of her traits, and the tattered books aren't helping." End guessed. "If either of you start acting like her, I'm gonna kill you."

"I can assure you, that won't happen, master." Kyouka said before turning to the stack of books. "So, are we going to wake the others up?"

"Not yet." He answered. "A lot has happened since the last time we met. The most important fact is that I'm flat broke. That's no way for someone like us to live. So, you feel like making some waves, because the demons are about to take over."

Roman's Hideout

Two guards, in red and orange suits, stood in front of a large door, holding very large machetes before the red one turned to the orange one. "Hey, do you ever-"

"No, I don't." The orange one intrupted. "Now stop asking me stupid quest-" He turned to scold his partner, only find three shadows walking forward. "Hey, shut up. You there? Turn around. No one can come here."

"Open the door." Sayla ordered and the red one opened the door for her.

"Simmons, what are you doing?!" The orange one asked.

"I don't know!" Simmons shouted. "My body just moved on its own!"

The three started waking through the door before the orange stepped in front of them "Hey, you can't come in here." Kyouka pointed her finger at him and a green beam hit him. The orange one screamed before collapsing and shaking in pain.

"Uh... Boss, we got visitors." Simmons ran into the lair and stumbled in a panic every step of the way. "Boss!"

"Simmons, shut up!" Roman shouted as he kicked a door open, marching in. "What could be so important that-" Simmons burst into flames and turned to ash as Sayla, Kyouka and End walked in. "I thought the White Fang was supposed to be peaceful. You a splinter group or something?"

"Don't be so stupid." End chuckled. "For as superior as man thinks he is to them, we actually are. As for who we are, consider me your replacement."

"Replacement?" Roman chuckled and pointed his cane at them. "Listen, horn head. I don't know who you think you are, but let me introduce myself. The names Torchwick. Roman Torchwick. This is my turf, and no one is going to take it from me."

"Would you care to wager that?" End asked, making Roman raise an eyebrow. "A simple fight. You win, me and my associates will take our leave and you'll never see us again. I win, well, you better hope you win."

"Bring it, punk." Roman popped up Melodic Crudgical's sight and fired at him. The girls stepped to the side as End licked his lips and opened his mouth. The shot was sucked into his mouth and End swallowed it whole. "Well, fuck."

End launched forward and threw a punch that Roman blocked with his cane. He baked his arm in a dark, crimson fire, turning his hand into a dark red claw, before swinging it. "Demon Fire Crushing Fang!" He delivered a forearm smash that passed through the Aura and hit Roman square in the jaw.

"The fuck was that?" Roman asked, grabbing his face in pain from the small burns on it.

"That was my Curse." End answered with a smirk.

"Never heard a Semblance called a curse..." Roman mumbled.

"Semblance? You really think I use something that pathetic?" End chuckled. "I told you, I am beyond Faunus AND human qualities."

"Just shut up and die!" Roman flipped his cane around and hit End in the face. End turned back to him, his eyes glowing before he grabbed Roman's neck and held him high.

"That was a stupid mistake." He slammed Roman around before throwing several flaming punches. The ground cracked under the pressure before End threw him along the ground. Roman skipped like a stone as End picked up Roman's cane after he dropped it. "Well, Roman, I hate to say it, but this is the end of my first fight in many years."

"Who the hell are you?" Roman asked, clutching his broken arm. He tried to stand up, but his busted legs gave out.

"My name is Etherious Natsu Dragneel." He answered, pointing Roman's own weapon at him. "And this is your end." The sight line popped up again. "I win." He fired a blast, this one crimson and much bigger than normal. It hit Roman and instantly and completely disintegrated him, not even leaving his hat.

"That's that." Kyouka chuckled as the male demon twirled the cane around before throwing a few swings with it.

"I like this, I'm keeping it." The cane erupted into flames before they died down. The canes pole was now crimson, and the handle and barrel was pitch black. Black thorns wrapped around the pole like a helix and Roman's Emblem was replaced by the Tartaros symbol.

He walked into where Roman came out of and picked up the Scroll on the desk before walking back out. "What is that, master?" Sayla asked.

"This is a Scroll." He answered. "Think of it as a smaller, easier to carry communication lacrima." He opened up a group chat with every contact Roman had. "Listen up, you miserable piles of flaming shit!"

"Who is this? How did you get Roman's Scroll! Where is he!?" Junior asked.

"He's dead." End answered. "I killed him. As of this moment, I am in charge of all criminal operations in this city."

"Bullshit!" Junior shouted. "I'm going there right now, and I'm bringing my gang with me!"

Other voices joined in and the demon chuckled at the bravado. "Bring it on. But I don't to destroy my turf, so let's settle this somewhere else."

"Fine, meet us at Black Street!" Junior said. "It's abandoned anyway. No one is gonna see us." The other criminals voiced their aproval before they all hung up on him.

"Girls..." End slowly turned around, throwing the newly reborn Melodic Nightmares over his shoulder. "Get the books. We need to prepare for a slaughter."

Black Street

End stood over the leaders of Vale's seedy underground as they laid on their hands and knees. This was not a fight, it was as he said it would be; a slaughter. Jackal acted as a mad bomber, wiping out a large amount of forces. Ezel sliced through bodies like they were wet tissues. Torafuzar drowned a good hundred men, and Sayla ordered them to kill each other. Tempester literally blew away a whole gang, Kyouka made them so sensitive to pain that even a single step hut them, and Keyes... you don't wanna know what he did.

"I told you, I'm in charge now." The Gates surrounded him as the gang leaders began begging for their lives. "From now on, you report to me. Fail me, and you'll wish I killed you so easily."

"Who-who are you?" One of the leaders asked.

"You can call me End." The demon turned around and left, leading the Gates behind him.

"Man, that felt good." Jackal chuckled, stretching his arms to the sky. "And I am SO glad you got rid of that fucking tail for me, boss."

"Not a problem." The horned man said back. "If we're gonna move around in this world, we have to look like we belong in it."

"Then why the fuck don't I have human legs!?" Ezel asked. He looked like a normal man in a black outfit with spiky teal hair and red tattoos, but instead of legs, he still had his tentacles.

"Those were the one thing about you I couldn't change." End repeated for the hundredth time.

"Quit your complaining." Franmalth said back. To the ordinary person, he looked like a misshaped porcupine Faunus with cyclopia* in yellow robes. "At least you can still fight. All of my souls were lost over a thousand years ago and all of these modern humans don't have any power to them. Do you have any idea how much this costs me?"

"I still say you should have taken some of the ones from the fight." Keyes said, his face and hands covered in dark skin. He looked like some sort of creepy cosplayer, minus the missing eyes. "Those twins looked pretty impressive."

"Those two, they couldn't stand their own against Lamy!" Jackal joked.

"It's a shame we didn't meet any proper warriors." Torafuzar complained. He still had his bulk, but instead of all his fish characteristics, he now had short red hair, tanned skin and a pair of gills on his neck.

"You still want to fight? I know a place where some Grimm are wandering around." End told the 'Faunus'.

"What are Grimm again?" Tempester asked.

"Goddamn it! Boss, you have to do something about Temps memory." Jackal complained.

"Could have sworn I fixed it." End mumbled.

Sayla grabbed End's arm and wrapped around it, pulling herself in towards her master. "So, what happens now, master?"

"Sayla, calm down." Kyouka told her friend, while at the same time doing what Sayla did. "Master just woke up from his slumber, and used a large amount of his power to adjust the others. He is in no mood to 'play' with you."

"The same goes for you, Kyouka." He said back, making both heads drop in disappointment. "And as for your question, Sayla, we're heading back to our new base. We can't expect these criminals to report to us on good faith. We must show our strength. It's time to announce the return Tartaros."

"Sounds li-" The trio stopped when Jackal failed to finish his sentence and turned around, only to find the other Gates and the world frozen in place, as evident by the pidgeon frozen in midair.

"I thought you said magic was a lost practice in this world?" Sayla asked her lover.

"It should be..." He mumbled back.

"So, you are the one who scared my child?" The three turned back around and watched a woman walk out of an alley. Her skin was even whiter than bones and her hair, which was tied in a bun with six offshots, matched it. Her cloak, hair ornaments, and dress were pitch black and her eyes matched, sans the dark red pupils. Purple and red veins danced on her arms and face and on her finger was insect like ring.

"Who are you?" Kyouka asked as she and Sayla jumped in front of their lord.

"Calm yourselves." The woman spoke in an almost motherly voice. "I merely wish to speak with him."

"Good, cause I got some questions for you myself." He said, pushing the two aside. "The first one that pops to mind is; who the hell are you?"

"Man has given me many names over the years, but I prefer my own; Salem." The woman told them. "And can I assume the second question is about how I froze your friends?" End nodded. "While magic might be dead to the rest of the world, I have studied the history of this world and found a few doable spells of old magic. I think I've pulled it off quite nicely."

"Well, that brings us to the third question; what do you want?" Kyouka asked.

"I merely wish to see the man who scared one of my children." Salem answered.

"Stand down." End walked between the two girls as Salem almost glided forward. He stopped walking as Salem circled him, slowly, as if she was studying him.

"Yes, you'll do nicely." Salem mumbled, finishing her circle.

"Nicely for what?" He asked as Salem backed away before turning to face him.

"I am in need of a someone to spread panic and fear in Vale." Salem answered.

"Why?" Sayla asked.

"What's your favorite fairy tale?" Salem asked, parodying Ozpin. The three moving demons shrugged their shoulders confused and Salem chuckled. "I'm not surprised none of you know about the Maidens. But that's besides the point. I want you help to return this world to the rightful owner."

"And who is that?" End asked.

"Me." Salem said matter of factly.

There was an uncomfortably long silence between the four before End spoke up. "Sure, why the hell not. Seems like a good time." His answer shocked even Salem.

"Master, you cannot be serious?" Kyouka asked.

"Kyouka, do you know when the last time I had fun was? The Great War." End said, answering his own question. "That was SEVENTY years ago. Since then, I've done nothing but scrape by in this world. The fight were I won this-" He spun Melodic Nightmares around. "Barely lasted a minute. I want some excitement, and if Salem here can give me some, I'm all for it."

'Besides, the second I have an opening, I'll take the world for myself. This is gonna be fun, but why not try to shoot for the top?' His mind invaded the duo's as he told his true intentions.

"Splendid." Salem said with a smile. "However, my other associates are still preparing their end. In ten years time, we will be ready. She will show you the signal.."

Salem's image faded away and time returned to normal. "-ke fun." Jackal finished his sentence before noticing the looks on the master, Sayla and Kyouka. "Did we miss something?"

"Yes you did, Jackal." The master turned around and smiled. "We just got ourselves a client."

10 Years Later

Cliff Above The Marspath Train

Someone once said crime doesn't pay. Whoever said that was a fucking idiot. Racketeering, bootlegging, drug trafficking, extortion, assassinations. That's where the big money was. It was like End was running a guild again. But this presented new problems; the most prevalent was the onslaught of those who though Tartaros was a flash in the pan.

They had no idea how wrong they were until they tried stealing from them. They were never seen again, alive anyway. The police found their bodies, covered in cuts and burns and their hands blown off. Their tongues were pulled through the gapping hole in the necks and burned into their gut was the Emblem of the new rulers of the underworld; Tartaros.

End sat on the edge of the cliff, staring at the leaves floating away in the wind. They were dark red, just like Salem's eyes. But unlike the leafs, Salem made the color work. For a... whatever she was, she was beautiful, yet at the same time mysterious. Every month, she called End to her realm, and every time he left, he was just as confused.

If this partnership was going to work, it had to expand from more than just 'employer/employee'. Lucky for him, Salem seemed to want that to. So they started talking, mostly about his past. She seemed almost fascinated with the past. After about three years of that, End took the next step.

He invited her out to a 'date': a burning town lit dinner. Granted, they were invisible to the town's people that fled, but that didn't matter to the two. They danced over the bodies of man and Faunus that night, in a shared sick joy and love.

He joined the inner circle of Salem's forces, and met some interesting characters who rejected his entrance. There was Watts; an uptight snob who reminded him of Carla. Hazel reminded him A LOT of Torafuzar, and Tyrian was... just weird. But if he was being honest, he'd preferred the company of his kind; demons.

"The train's coming, boss." Jackal reported.

"Is Ezel in position?" End asked, earning a nod from Jackal. "Then let's get started." He sat up turned around and looked to the men from his gang. "This is your first mission under me. I want you all to show these people the power of Tartaros. Let the fear of this moment haunt them for the rest of their lives."

The train blew its whistle as it rounded the corner on its high tracks. "Juzumaru!" The tracks a mile in front of them were torn to pieces, forcing the train to come to a stop.

The train started to move backwards and Jackal jumped off the cliff and onto the engine. Landing with a thud, Jackal reached the top of the engine and placed his hand on the metal, activating his curse. "Boom." The engine exploded in a mess of metal and Dust, leaving Jackal untouched.

The panic of the passengers reached End's ears as he ordered the grappling guns to fire. The hooks latched on to the top of the train and the members started sliding down, crashing through the windows. End followed them, using his trophy from Roman as a hook. "Get all the money and jewelry you can. Kill as little as possible."

The gang began the process of taking all the valuables they could, even ripping a few necklaces off of women. End lead them all through the train as Jackal crashed through a window on the other side of the train. "Big enough boom for ya, boss?"

"You never disappoint, Jackal." End chuckled as they reached the last passenger cart.

"I am to-" A bronze shield flew out of the door and cracked Jackal in the side of the neck. "What the hell?" The shield glowed in a black aura and it returned to its owner; a green eyed girl. She wore golden and brown armor and had a red tassel hanging off her hip. In her other hand was a red and gold short sword. But her most compelling feature was her hair, more specifically, its color.

"Scarlet..." End mumbled.

"Leave now, and return all that you have stolen!" The girl shouted. The passengers started mumbling of hope for being saved and praise of the girl when they mentioned the name of the girl; Pyrrha Nikos.

"You stupid bitch!" Jackal shouted. He was about to launch forward when the master blocked him with his cane.

"Stand down, Jackal." He told the 'Faunus' commandingly. "I don't want the train blown up. I'll deal with her myself." Jackal fearfully nodded and took the cane from his master as he walked forward.

He cracked his knuckles and neck before motioning her to come to him. The red head launched forward and swung her sword at him, only for him to duck and punch her in the jaw. He set his fist ablaze and threw it forward and the girl braced herself behind the shield.

A series of clangs rang out and a rifle poked out the side before it blasted End's in the gut. The rounds pierced him, leaving holes on the way out as he clutched his gut. Pyrrha glanced around her shield and found the bullet holes closing. In her shock, she missed the demon grabbing her head.

"Demon Fire Grip Strike!" A blast of crimson fired launched Pyrrha to the ground, her circlet burning off her head into nothingness. Her weapons flew out of her hands before he picked them up and threw them out of the train. "Don't worry, Scarlet. I'm not gonna kill you. I've got something much more... enjoyable planed." End walked over and picked the red head up by her hair before glanced over his shoulder. "Jackal, if anyone tries to interrupts us, make them blow up."

Jackal smiled his sick grin. "With pleasure, boss." End dragged Pyrrha by her pony tail, kicking and screaming, into the cabbose and shut the door. Jackal, in turn, leaned against the door and blocked it.

Her screams and cries were music to his ears. Her hair was a scent of steel and iron, her years of training left her covered in it, and it drove him wild. An hour later, a knock on the door forced Jackal off the door. End opened it, sweat covering his face and arms, as he lit a cigar with his finger. "Don't expect a call... Scarlet." He closed the door behind him, leaving Pyrrha crying in the makeshift bed of bags and clothes.

"Boss, we got a problem." One of the gang members, in grey and orange, said, stepping forward.

"What is it, Felix?" He asked.

"Well, one of the passangers we were supposed to rob ended up taking down lot of men." Felix explained. "We got her subdued for now, but, I think you should take a look at her."

"Very well." End took his cane back and walked tow the cart before him. In the graps of another man was a tri-colored girl with mismatched eyes. "So, you beat up some of my men?" The girl didn't answer, but instead slid under the large man and broke free of the grasp. She kicked him away before jumping off of Jackals head and holding her umbrella at End's neck, a blade popping out of the tip.

"Big mistake." Jackals curse started to glow on her hand, right under End's neck. "Uh oh..."

The horned demon chuckled at the actions of the girl. "You're fun." The girl looked at him, confused. "Not many have the courage to stand up to an entire gang." He looked down at the glowing hand. "I can survive that bomb, but I don't think you can." The glow became stronger. "Stand down, and I will make sure you live."

The yellow glow started to turn white as the girls blade slowly sank back into the parasol. "Smart girl. Jackal." With a unhappy grunt, Jackal deactivated his curse. "I could use someone like you in my origination. Tell me, what is you're name." The girl turned around and carved her name into the train's floor; Neopolatian. "Well, Neo. Welcome to Tartaros."

2 Days Later

Tartaros Hideout

"Ha! This is hilarious!" End chuckled, reading the news on his Scroll. Apparently, the Pyrrha girl had entered therapy courses for a traumatic experience on her way to Vale. "Maybe I should go visit her again..."

Neo stood in front of the mirror in his office and studied the tri-colored mark on her shoulder. All her life, criminal or not, she had never heard of a gang placing an Emblem on their elite members. Together with the others, the Nine Demon Gates had been reborn... sort of.

Neo could not be turned into a true Demon Gate as Hells Core was destroyed a millennia ago, and the plans were lost to history. For the last five years, Kyouka and Keyes were experimenting on was to recreate the apparatus, but so far the effects had been... less than desirable.

An alarm rang out, much to the masters annoyance. "Goddamn it! Let's go!" Neo nodded and tossed him his cane as the two entered a secret staircase under his desk to the lab a mile under Vale. "What's going on, Kyouka?"

"Another test subject escaped, master." The bird-like demon answered as a roar drew their attention into the almost identical copy of Hells Core. In terms of looks, not results. Keyes was thrown back into the group as a pair of glowing red eyes revealed a horrifying pink and red blob.

"For fuck sake... I'll handle this." End walked forward and after a blaze of glory, nothing was left but the beasts charred and deformed skeleton. Neo was intranced by the skill and strength shown by her new boss. She was attracted to strength, and End was oozing it. "What went wrong, now?"

"The same thing that happens every time." Keyes answered. "We manage to rewrite some of the genetic code, but then they turn into... that. What ever this Aura you spoke of is, it's preventing us from fully turning them. I need souls in order to study it."

"Keyes, do you know how hard it is to have members of that group KIDNAPPED, let alone kept alive?" End asked, walking over to them. "If, and this is a big if, they break out of here, we're gonna have an entire radical group on us. You guys, I trust to handle yourself, but the grunts..."

"Then let me use her soul." The former skeleton pointed to Neo.

"That's not going to happen." He said. "If she is to be one of us, I can't have you examining her soul until it's nothing but a speck of dust after your done. She wouldn't survive the process after putting it back in her body."

If you had told Neopolatain a month ago that demons were real and that she'd be working for and with them, she'd laugh you out of the room. If you then told her that they wanted to turn her INTO a demon, she'd probably end up in the hospital from all the laughing. Come to find out it's all real and she had mixed feelings, mostly just shock and fear. But after angering Kyouka and failing miserably in the ensuing fight, she wanted this; for power and the attention that End clearly gave the demon girls.

"Well, if we don't figure about this Aura problem, we won't be able to do that." Kyouka spoke up. "We also need more of this Dust substance. We barely have enough power to keep the Core running with the power we have, and the conversion process takes a lot of power."

"I'll have Torafuzar steal some more from the Schnees." End said before chuckling. "This is like the perfect system. We steal from the Schnees, and then the White Fang takes the blame for us. As for the Aura situation, keep working. I'll see what I can do about getting some test subjects. Pretty sure Junior has some employees no one would miss."

He and Neo walked out of the room, and closed the passage behind them. "Why does SHE get to join OUR ranks?" Kyouka asked, disdain for Neo in her voice. "She's done NOTHING to prove she is on our level."

"She placed master in a compromising position. Name the last HUMAN who did that." Keyes said back. "Or is there another reason behind this anger, a more base one, perhaps?" The ex-skeleton had a look that said he already knew the answer.

"Shut up, and get back to work." She told him, walking over the pod the monster burst out of.

"Now, let's get back to the funnies." He propped his feet up on the desk and opened the Scroll. "Oh, looks like Tempester made the headlines. 'AS Portsmouth Destroyed by Freak Windstorm.' All that Atlas gear should fetch a pretty penny on the black market." He scrolled down on the screen when Franmalth opened the door.

"Boss, we have visitors." The now blonde 'Faunus' said.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" End asked before laughing. "This is fuckin' hilarious. 'Civil Dinner Turns to Bloody Dispute.' Sayla never disappoints on killing, does she?"

"Boss, it's important!" Franmalth shouted before getting blasted into the room by a ball of fire. "I hate this job."

End quickly stood up and pointed his cane towards the door. "Come out slowly, and I might just listen to your last request." The door opened wide a girl with ash colored hair and glowing golden eyes stepped forward. Behind her was a dark skinned girl with mint hair and a guy in grey and black.

"There's no need for hostilities." The front girl said as she calmly walked forward and sat down in the chair on the other side of the desk. "My name is Cinder. These are my associates. Emerald-" She motioned to the girl. "And Mercury." To the man. "Our... mutual friend sent us."

"Mutual friend?" A thought crossed his mind as he remember Salem's words from earlier this month. 'Wait for the girl with glowing eyes.' He sat back down and stared at her. "You don't look anything like I thought you would."

"I get that a lot." Cinder said before snapping her fingers. Mercury place the case he was carrying on the desk, opened it, and spun it around. The case was filled with Lien and Dust, making the horned demon drop his Scroll in disbelief. "We have a... business propsisiton for you."

End picked up a stack of bills and ran his finger through it next to his ears, counting it in his head. "Do tell..."

*Cyclopia - A genetic abnormality that causes people to be born with one eye in the center of the head. The most likely culprit behind the myth of Cyclopes in Greek mythology*

We're going REALLY dark in this crossover. Natsu turns into END AND brings back Tartarus, minus Mard Geer since he's legitimately dead. Before I hear ANY complaints about me changing how the demons look, I must remind you that the job of a criminal is to NOT stand out. Which stands out more in Remnant; someone who can pass themselves off as a Faunus, or a goddamn fish monster? But I figured have one trait that can't be changed.

When I fist thought of this idea, I was just gonna replace Roman with Natsu from the start. But as the title of this chapter says, it's a hostile takeover. As for the Roman's weapon, there's just something about it that make me think it's perfect for Natsu. You shot and hit people with it, WITHOUT having go through some giant, elaborate change to its form. 'Simplicity & Versatility; the most desirable traits in the eyes of a sadistic sociopath.'

This will be a dark harem, meaning don't expect to see Weiss, Blake, Nora, Penny, ANY good girls in this harem. But, here's who you will see; Sayla, Kyouka, Neo, Cinder, Salem, and Raven. Emerald's kind of on the fence right now, and there will be one surprise member that NO ONE will see coming. Also, they're WILL be Netori in this story.

End's new look is the picture used for this story, just add black boots with red flames on them, and replace the belt with his scarf, but keep the skull buckle. Next chapter will be the start of canon, about two months after this one. I think Pyrrha needs the time, don't you agree?

Beta read by Natsu is Awesome.

BETA NOTE: If anyone wants to write what happened in the train between Natsu and Pyrrha, feel free to do so and send it over to Natsu is Awesome or Earth Dragon Arnighte. EDA doesn't like to write them, but I don't think he'll reject fan submissions, at the very least, I won't.