This story is… I don't even know.
I don't own Fairy Tail and probably wont own it ever.
-Natsu-
Disgust. That's the only emotion running through my mind right now. Lucy's head is buried in my vest and her tears have soaked through to my skin. It's disgusting. How could someone do that? Her body shakes and I stroke her hair softly and hug her closer, she tightens her grip on my scarf and pulls herself closer. Levy was a big sobbing mess beside Gajeel and I don't even know where Droy was. Team Shadow Gear had been torn apart. Literally. This morning Mira had arrived late. We all waited for her to come so she could open the doors for us. She'd arrived at 10:15 and unlocked the doors, all of us unsuspecting. When she opened the door, Levy went into hysterics, Wendy fainted, Lucy screamed and hid her face in my vest, and Mira sank to her knees and began to cry. Everyone else just stared. Jet was lying in a pool of his own blood, he'd been hacked up into little pieces, but his feet were missing. He was most definitely dead. On top of his body was a thin wire. Through her sobs, Lucy suggested that he'd run into it while at full speed. But Jet wasn't that stupid, he was dumb, yes, but not stupid enough to run through something that would definitely kill him. The killer hadn't left anything else of consequence, though Cana pointed out, that he hadn't been killed at the Guild. There were no other blood stains other than the pool his body parts were swimming in, which also raised the question, how did he get in here?
"Na.. Na…" Lucy chokes.
I tuck her into my chest and rub her back in small circles. "It'll be okay Luce, we'll find who did this, and he'll pay for what he's done."
Lucy nods weakly and wipes at her tears with my scarf.
"It won't bring him back." Gajeel says to me. "He's dead."
"Gajeel, please." Mira chides. "Try to be a little sensitive."
"I'm no good with crying girls!" He huffs. He glances over at me and then looks at Levy patting her back awkwardly.
"Where's her other friend? Dory or whatever his name is?" Gajeel asks Mira.
"He ran for it." I tell him quietly. "Can you really blame his though?"
"Guess not."
At first Droy had been here, supporting Levy, but when, by chance, he looked up above the front door, he'd paled and started hyperventilating. Above the door, written in what one can only assume was Jet's blood, were the words, 'The fat one's next.' Erza had escorted him to the train station and he'd fled. All we can do is hope he's safe. I look down at Lucy, she's cried herself to sleep, a stray tear runs down her cheek and lips. I brush it away, and she winces in her sleep.
"I'm taking her home." I say to no-one in particular. Juvia, Laxus and Lily are cleaning up to blood, Guildarts has taken the body parts away. Happy's consoling a shaking Carla, Mira nods and I walk out of the Guild, carrying Lucy. I reach her home and tuck her in bed. Usually, I'd leave, but after what happened, I'm feeling uneasy, so I sit on the floor beside her bed, attentive and alert.
This is definitely going to become a story. Longer chapters coming soon okay.