It all started with a job request, but I guess most adventures start that way. One afternoon, Zander, the son of Fairy Tail's own Natsu and Lucy (according to normal people) or the pink-haired idiot and bunny girl (according to my father), came bounding up to me. I tried to hide behind a wall of midnight blue hair, knowing nothing good can come from his enthusiasm, but he had already honed in on me.

"Abby! Abby!" He exclaimed as I did my best impression of an empty chair. "Abigail!" He yelled in my ear shaking me.

"I don't wanna," I mumbled sighing as I finally turned my black eyes to him. "What do you want, Zander?"

"Abby, I finally figured out how to get my mom to forgive me."

I shook my head as I remembered what caused his mom to be upset. Zander challenged his father to a fight. If there is one thing Zander got from his father, it was his love of fighting. There was also the pink hair, but Zander vehemently denies having pink hair. It's not pink; it's red! Red, I tell you. Truthfully, his hair started out pink, but as he got older, it darkened to almost the color of Erza's. I still love to tease him about it being pink though. His pouting face is cute, but that's my little secret.

"You managed to burn down half of your house!" I exclaimed. "You were just lucky your mom's rough draft was with my mom. Lucy would have killed you if you guys had destroyed her story when she had just finished the last chapter. Mom probably would have hurt you too because she has been dying to know what happens to Olivia and Connor!" I wanted to know how the book ended too, but I didn't tell Zander that. Last time he found out I read a romance novel, he laughed at me for a week straight. "Anyways, I seriously doubt you could have come up with something to make your mom forgive you."

"Don't be like that, Abby!" He slid into the seat next to me and threw his arm over my shoulders. "This is the best idea ever! She won't ever be mad at me again."

I couldn't help but stare at him like he was crazy. I didn't know which was funnier, him pushing his luck by invading my personal space or him thinking he could ever not piss his mom off. I guess those are some other things he had gotten from his father, I thought smiling to myself.

"You better get your arm off of me before my dad shows up." I grinned outwardly. It wasn't that I wanted him to get caught or to move his arm; he is just terrified of my father, and I think it's hilarious. I can't really blame him. My dad is Gajeel Redfox: ridiculously tall, black hair, red eyes, and several piercings. Not to mention, he is one of the strongest fighters in Fairy Tail, and I'm his only daughter.

Zander's face paled, and the smile dropped off his face. He glanced around the guild hall searching for my iron dragon slayer father. Even though he did not see him, Zander still pulled his arm away. Coughing slightly, he pulled a piece of paper from his pocket.

"What's that?"

"This is my idea!" He handed the paper over to me.

A short glance told me it was a low level job request, and only part of the request was understandable. The top of the paper had READ THIS in black letters. The middle was some sort of rune rubbish. The reward was clear, and I now knew why Zander wanted to take this job. The reward was a Celestial Key.

"I thought your mom said there weren't any more unclaimed keys." I gave him a questioning look.

"She said there weren't any unclaimed, known keys." He looked at me like that clearly explained everything.

"That totally makes sense," I rolled my eyes and handed him the paper back.

"Abby, it means that this is an unknown key. A key that other people didn't know existed. If I give her that key, I know she'll forgive me."

"You know, you could just apologize." Sometimes I could not believe Zander was my best friend and that we were on the same team. What is wrong with me?

"Apologize? Me? I couldn't ever do that," he said with a fake scandalized expression.

"Yeah, she would probably faint from shock." I responded sarcastically.

"Who will faint from shock, Abby?" A purple flying cat landed on the table in front of me, completing our team, Team Iron Sights.

"Zander's mom. What are you up to, Prudence?" I asked.

"I just wanted to know what you guys were plotting over here." Prudence stated looking around for Mirajane.

"We weren't plotting anything." I said at the same time as Zander said, "We are going on a job. Want to come, Pru?"

"I haven't agreed to anything, Zander."

"Sure, I'll come with you guys. What are we doing? Where are we going?" The Exceed asked still trying to get Mirajane's attention.

"We aren't doing anything," I interjected. "We aren't going anywhere."

Both of my teammates ignored me and began chatting excitedly about the job request. I'm not even sure why I try anymore.

"Hey, give me the job request again." Against my better judgment, I was starting to give in.

When I had the paper again, I reread it or at least tried to reread it. "Zander, do you even know what the job is?"

"We just have to read the request. That's what it says."

"It is another language."

"I know it is, Abby. It's why I came to you. Your Levy's daughter. You should be able to figure this out easily."

"Zander, you know I'm not good with ancient languages. It's why I'm not a solid script mage."

"You can do it, Abby. I'm sure you can translate it, and it's not like I can ask your mom. She won't let me anywhere near her books after I dropped that one in the water." He started giving me the puppy dog eyes, "Please, Abby."

I tried to resist the temptation to give in, but he jutted out his bottom lip. I think he has realized I can't say no to him when he pouts at me. "Fine! I'll give it a try."

"You're the best!" Zander exclaimed and gave me a hug. Prudence didn't want to be left out, and soon I was sandwiched between them.

I examined the paper again trying to figure out where to begin translating. All of the sudden, the text blurred and slowly became readable. Without a thought, I began to read it out loud.

Next thing I knew, Zander, Prudence, and I were surrounded by a bright light. An odd sensation gripped my stomach, and I felt like I was being jerked sidewise through a thorn bush. As the feeling went away, I realized I was falling. Before I could become too absorbed in panicking, I looked around trying to find my team, but all I could see was light. When I hit the ground, my only thought was my dad is going to kill me.