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"Are you idiots? Going on a S-class mission?" Erza yelled at the top of her lungs.

"What? We finished it, we're alive, so who really cares?" Gray said, but quickly shut up when Erza gave him a glare.

"Besides wasn't it good to finally help those demons?" Lucy gave a smile at her comrades, holding onto her new key, Sagittarius.

"Yeah and now we get to go home to Fairy Tail." Natsu grinned, with Happy flying above him.

"True, what do you think Amaya?" Lucy asked her sister. Amaya turn to look at her twin. Although they were twins they didn't really look that much alike. Lucy was blonde, with great fashion sense and big brown eyes. While Amaya had black hair, better common sense, and lavender eyes. Lucy was always confident in her sex appeals, always sweet and nice. Amaya, on the other hand, was only confident in her magic and fighting, has a bad temper, and can be really sarcastic at times. The only thing they did have in common was the boobs and body structure, also their faithfulness to the Fairy Tail members.

"I'm just glad that we are all alive." Amaya said in her quiet voice.

"Yes, it is good that we are alive and finally getting back to…." Erza didn't finish her sentence. In front of the team stood their guild, their now damage guild.

"Who…." Lucy began.

"Did….." Amaya said after.

"This?" They both said at the same time. Lucy had her hand over her mouth, while Amaya's gloved hands started shaking, while Gray stare in shock at their home. Erza was too surprised to even say anything and Natsu was completely pissed, his eyes held a killers intent.

"Phantom." The group turn to see Mira, her hands clutch close to her chest and her blue eyes held despair.

"What!?!?!" Amaya shouted. "Phantom? Who the fuck are these phantoms!?!?!"

"Amaya calmed down."

"Follow me." The team followed Mira, to the basement of Fairy Tail. Amaya couldn't look away from all the sad faces of her comrades.

"Did you see what happened to our guild?" asked someone.

"Stupid Phantoms, god we should go smash their guild!"

"Yo!" Makarov sat cross legged on a barrel. "welcome back!"

"This isn't happy hour Makarov." Natsu raved at him.

"Right!" Than Makarov turned all angry. "How dare you go off and take a S-class mission! This deserves punishment."

He knocked each of the team member on the head, except for Amaya and Lucy who he slapped on the ass.

"Master…." Amaya lifted her fist.

"Master! Do you understand our current position?" Erza yelled.

"Yes, its nothing to fuss about." Master gave a wave of his hand.

"Nothing to worry about? But Master." Amaya stopped talking when the master lifted his hand, silencing her.

"No one was injured." Mira said. "It was in the middle of the night, so no one was hurt, we were lucky."

"So there's no need to cross with someone who plays dirty tricks." Makarov waved it off. Amaya was shaking, Lucy held onto her sister, trying to stop Amaya from doing something rational. Natsu slammed his palm onto the table, startling everyone.

"I can't accept this!!!!" He yelled out, his eyes crazed.

"Natsu cut it out." Lucy said.

"Oh look I need to take a leak." Makarov walked away happily.

"Hey! We aren't done yet!" Natsu shouted.

"Amaya you ok now." Lucy asked. Amaya gave a nod and Lucy let go of her sister, who quickly slump onto the ground. Her legs gave way, she was still tired. Gray knew, she healed his wounds again, it was taking a toll on her.

"Amaya!"

"I'm ok Lucy, no need to worry. I'm just so piss about those Phantoms, how could they do this when we didn't even do anything to them." Amaya whispered, but it was loud enough for everyone in the basement to hear. Gray bent down to help her up, but she pushed his helping hand away, which made him scowl.

"Master is upset, yet he doesn't show it." Mira said.

"This is what he wants us to do." Erza said "So we have to accept it."

The team gave a painful look to each other. Amaya just sat there looking at the ground, her anger quickly disappearing, only to be replace by uselessness.