Hello, and welcome to Fairy-Pass! *Insert awesome music* So, as some ( or many ) of you may know what Psycho-Pass is, this is based off of that anime. Any who have not watched, be sure to do that after reading this. Trust me, it will be epic.

So, this FanFiction will be bloody and suspenseful, and will have depressing and disturbing subjects, such as death, murder, and bouts of mental insanity. If this triggers anything or makes you feel uncomfortable, do not read this or stop reading this immediately.

Fairy Tail and Psycho-Pass belong to their respective owners.

Enjoy~

Chapter One

Two sets of heels clicked down the dirt road, stopping in front of a two-story house. It was on the outskirts of Magnolia, strange but charming in its own way. It was made entirely of glass, looking as if it was a mini version of one of the many skyscrapers in the city. Green grass and a white picket fence surrounded it, placing it right back in the country. Yes, it would have been quite charming indeed, if it wasn't for the heavily indicated clues all around as to the sinister deeds committed here. Entire human skeletons were scattered all over the yard, and the fence washed red with blood. The glass of the house was missing in a few places, shot out with bullets or pushed by victims. Red handprints smeared down the glass, victims using their last tortured breaths to hope for escape. The heels shuddered.

There were two of them, the women in heels, and they looked to be polar opposites. The shorter of the two had sea blue hair stopping at her shoulders, pulled away from her face by a black bandanna. A see through white blouse showed off a a white tattoo rimmed by orange on her left shoulder, a tank top underneath. She had on black slacks, and black boots that zipped up the side. She was carrying a bulletproof vest she planned to put on later, and a Demon Reader in a holster at her hip. The other one was blond, a golden sun. A black business suit jacket hung from her shoulders, mostly covering a long sleeve, white shirt. Her Demon Reader was tucked between the shirt and jacket. The same tattoo as the shorter one, but completely in pink, was located on the back of her left hand. She wore a black pencil skirt, and black high heels. Her jacket was a less conspicuous bulletproof item.

These two were fresh out of school "Fairies," part of Fairy Tail, the Fairy-Pass enforcing branch of Fairy Law, the organization in charge of police forces and crime rates. The tattoos marked them as officers, and this was their first ever Exorcism, the event in which a Demon, a person that has a lot of bloodlust and are a threat to society and is no longer considered an Angel, a regular citizen, is either detained, in which the event is recorded as a Purification, or are killed. The two newbie Fairies hadn't imagined they would get a case this, well, awful. They almost hoped that someone else would deal with it.

Amongst all the flashing police lights atop the cars, a plain, black van drove up, looking like something out of a kaleidoscope with all the red and blue alternatively splashing against it. The Unseelie were here. The Unseelie were people that would have been killed as Demons, but due to some circumstances, they were kept alive as a new program the chief of Fairy Tail had developed a few years ago to add to the already existing program. He said it would make catching criminals easier. Anyone outside of the branch thought this true. Everyone that worked with him knew he just wanted to save a few lives.

Makarov himself exited the van from the passenger's side, walking to the metal double doors in the back of the van, where the man from the driver's side stood. The new Fairies stared, rather surprised by his appearance. He was a tall, handsome man, with blue hair and a strange tattoo covering the right side of his face. His Fairy Tail tattoo was nowhere in sight. He suddenly turned to them, sensing their stares. He flashed them a grin when he recognized them as officers. They looked to the floor, embarrassed they were caught staring.

"Hello! Are you the new Fairies?" the man called out to them. They nodded.

"Well then come on over," a new voice rasped. It was Makarov this time, the short chief of Fairy Tail, with a tuft of white hair sticking up on either side of his balding head. They nodded again, clicking over to where he was. Soon, they too, stood in front of the double doors. The two men nodded to each other, and wrenched the doors open. In the shadows sat two Unseelie on the installed benches.

They climbed out, both of them peering suspiciously at the new Fairies. That was alright though. They had never seen them before. In the dim light cast by the moon, the Fairies were quite surprised to find that the Unseelie was entirely made up of beautiful people. They admittedly thought they would be horrendously ugly men, but looking at these people made it seem as if they weren't latent Demons. How could they, looking like that? It wasn't until introductions were made that they were snapped out of their daze.

Makarov pointed to the first one, a tall man with long black hair, piercing red eyes, and iron studs all over his face. He was dressed in the standard Unseelie suit, a black suit with a white undershirt and slick black shoes.

"This is Gajeel, the Kurogane. He was an Unseelie, but he's reformed. He still helps out in cases though, and helps to monitor the other Unseelie. And yes, he is technically a "Fairy," but due to his Unseelie past, he is unofficial. He will be working with..." he nodded to the blue haired woman.

She gulped, " I..." she started out shaky, but seeing the smug smirk on Gajeel's face made her boiling mad for some reason. She'd show him. Her shoulders straightened, her face set into a determined frown. "I am Levy, psychologist and Fairy-Pass officer!"

Gajeel looked surprised at her outburst, before breaking out into a laugh, "Gihihi" echoing all around her. The hell?

The strange man stuck out his hand, noticeably covered in scars. Fistfighting, Levy thought. She took his hand in a firm handshake, his practically enveloping her much smaller hand. Her jacket sleeve slid up, showing one of the large round scars in her arms. Gajeel's eyes sharpened at the sight of them, and his attitude abrubtly soured, dropping her hand and putting his own in the pocket of his 'Assisting Investigator' jacket.

What was that?

Shaking off the curious feeling but putting it at the back of her mind she turned to the other Unseelie. He was tall, small silver studs in both his ears, and a confident smirk plastered on his face. Slightly long pink hair hung over his eyes, as if he woke up with bedhead, but Lucy was able to tell he had done his hair nicely early in the day. He must constantly run his hands through it, as if pushing it back. Lucy frowned. Maybe she would make an appointment with Cancer. Her eyes widened at this. Dammit, Cancer was really starting to rub off on her, worrying about a stranger's hair.

Makarov spoke. "This is Natsu. He's a newer Unseelie, in for arsony and his extrordinarily high Demon. He'll be your partner Lucy. Everything will be fine as long as he doesn't go near fire."

She gulped. Of course she got the craziest one.

They shook hands, "Nice to meet you" sliding off their tongues as if the phrase were a pre-recorded message. Good to know he didn't like this pairing either.

"This is Jellal, he will be your Team Leader," Makarov gestured to the tattoo guy. "As I'm sure you learned in school and from experience, all of you are to answer to him and whatever orders he gives. Remeber to use the Lacrima to tell of any possible Demon positions, and to set-up interception and Judgement strategys, got it?"

Everyone nodded.

Makarov nodded back at them. "Alright brats, good luck and don't get killed."