I am back where a new, revised and rewrite of Scar tells Tales with better grammar! Yeah!
I'm back because I really wanted to write the ending like the way I had planned back in 2015. And don't worry to those who read 'Until the Day I'm Forgiven.' That will still be updated, this is more of an exercise to like the creativity up.
The passing month
Lucy left the guild a month ago. The old man was the master of a guild called Fairy Tail, he sat by at the bar as he drowned his liquor. He thought back to the young blonde woman and he wondered how she was doing. In the month she left, she hadn't sent any letters. However, in turn hardly anyone in the guild talked about the blonde woman, or even asked where she was.
It was the same for Gray, he suddenly left around the same time Lucy quit.
Makarov remembered how crushed he felt when the pair walked up to his office with heavy hearts. He knew that Lucy felt left out since Lisanna arrived back from Edolas, after years of thinking and believing that she died. Until she finally came back home on that fateful rainy day. More and more flocked to the young white-haired woman, more time was spent on her, while Lucy sat by staring aimlessly at the window.
Lucy was lonely, with everyone too focused on the young short-white haired girl... He should had corrected himself, she was almost lonely if it wasn't for Gray. In the weeks after Lisanna's return, the two sat together by the bar with some occasional glares from the water-mage Juvia giving jealous glares at the blonde woman. Other than that, they were left in their own businesses.
He should had noticed when the two stopped taking quests from the board. He should had noticed when he no longer saw the celestial spirit Plue in her arms. Everyone should have noticed this but they didn't.
Juvia, Cana and Levy went off on a week-long quest in the northern boarders, Happy and Natsu were off on another lead on Igneel's whereabouts. Erza had another S-class type quest, Gajeel was on a training spree with Patherlily. Wendy hadn't known Gray and Lucy well enough to be concerned. Mirajane and Elfman understandably spent all their time on their long-lost younger sister.
Then one day, Lucy and Gray walked to his office, sat by his desk doing his usual paperwork. Makarov grimly remembered when he lifted his eyes up from his paperwork, their sullen and sad looks. At that instance, worry flooded into his old heart and he felt a deep sinking feeling in the pits of his stomach.
Gray looked like he hadn't sleep in years, his spiky black hair was a tangled mess, it resembled more of a bird's nest if anything. Lucy looked so lost, with the way she conducts herself, no confidence in herself, her hand on her right arm as if to shied herself. She looked as if there wasn't a clear path for her to journey across. Her shoulder-length blonde hair that was usually tied by ribbons into a side ponytail was let loose. Her skin looked paler than the last time he saw her.
"My children, what is the matter?" Makarov asked as Gray closed the door from behind. The two walked and stood in front of his desk, straight and tall, yet defeated. Their eyes no longer have that youthful spark when they first arrived at the guild.
"We want to quit the guild." Gray spoke first. Makarov looked as if he was slapped to the face. He couldn't find a clear answer, as to why the two decided to leave suddenly.
"I can't..." Lucy chocked, her bangs covered and hid her face as she looked down to the ground. Her fists by her sides tightly clenched, but the old man knew that she barely held onto her tears. "I'm sorry, but I can't."
"It is the same for me." Gray solemnly agreed with his friend's words. "But this is what I can say to you, we just need some self-discovery..."
"I understand." At that moment, the pink mark on her hand fades away and the old master knew that the dark-blue mark on Gray's chest disappeared as well. He watched as the two gave their final bow and thanks.
"Remember this before you leave. One, you must never reveal sensitive information about Fairy Tail to others for as long as you live."
"Two, you must never use former contacts met through your being in the guild for personal gain."
"Three, though our paths may have diverged, you must continue to live out your life with all your might, you must never consider your own life to be something insignificant, and you must never forget about your friends who loved you."
They exited his office, and eventually the guild. It was the last time he saw them ever again. One passing month felt like ten long years.
When news travelled that Gray had officially left the guild, it spread like wild fire and in turn they too learned of Lucy's departure. Questions were asked, answers were demanded but Makarov's answer didn't satisfy them.
Self-discovery. What did Gray mean? Did something come up? Was it bad enough that it caused the two to leave the guild out of a blue?
Then more answers came when Loke walked into the guild to ask why Lucy suddenly ceased all her contracts with her Celestial Spirits. However, over time their worries died down, knowing that Gray was by Lucy's side, if anything were to happen then Gray can easily protect Lucy. A full month has passed and everything resumed as if the two never left.
Except Loke, he wonders in and out of the guild waiting for his master and friend to come back. Before Lucy left, she left all her keys in a chest and that chest was given to Makarov through the mail, as if it would become a 'welcome-back' gift if they returned. If ever.
"I wonder if they would come back..." Lisanna mumbled to herself. Erza nodded as she ate her favourite slice of strawberry shortcake. It tasted less sweet than before.
"Where did that ice-brain go!?" Natsu childishly demanded.
"I didn't know that you worried so much for him Natsu." Lisanna playful teased with the Fire Dragon Slayer mage, while the other tried to deny it, key-word tried. Before Erza could lecture on the pink-haired mage, she swore that she heard something heading their way.
"Vodka!" A male's voice suddenly called out from outside.
'What the...' Much of the guild caught attention on the voice.
"Whiskey!" This time a woman's voice called out.
"Vodka!" The man screamed back.
"Whiskey!" And the woman did the same.
Then came running into the guild, two persons with their shoulders attached together came bursting into the eating hall in a sprint. One person with blonde hair and the other with black hair were butting heads with each other before they tripped in the middle of the hall. The duo started to wrestle with each other.
"Whiskey!"
"Vodka!"
The duo screamed at the top of their lungs once more. Eventually they stood on their feet but were still deep into their shouting match. It was a man and a woman.
'A couple's quarrel?' Levy thought as she began to watch, she couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of the interaction. Laxus was amused that he wished to have some popcorn as he watched.
"Whiskey is the better drink than your tasteless shit! It's aromatic oil give its signature smoky flavour. Therefore, it will become even more flavourful when you add water! " The blonde woman screamed, before she could lunge forward, she was held at bay by the man who grabbed both of her wrists.
The woman had golden blonde hair as the sun that reached to her mid-back. She wore a dark forest-green jumpsuit with a white tank-top underneath, finishing up was with a pair of boots. Her eyes were chocolate brown, and Levy liked to add that her chest was small. The reason why Levy noticed that particular fact was because almost every female mage in the guild was loaded, she couldn't help but already feel a sense of comradery for this blonde woman.
"No! Vodka is with it's character, it is like a great aria in an opera. A great vodka is smooth with a creamy texture, it has finesse and a long finish." The black-haired man yelled as she drew his face closer down onto the woman. "And why the fuck should you dilute your drink just to make it more tasteful?!"
The man had black curly hair that was a mess. He wore a militaristic grey coat, underneath were some white trousers and knee-high black boots. Gajeel caught on the man's bitter and metallic smell, no- on the both of them.
"Nail polish remover!"
"Charcoal water!"
The two were literally banging their heads together as they snarled their teeth out at each other.
"Screw you and your rotten potato juice!" The angry blonde screamed as she pulled the finger to the man with black hair that resembled more of a messy bird's nest.
"And stick that cereal juice up your ass!" The man screamed back at the top of his lungs. Cana covered the ears of the Air Dragon Slayer, even though it did nothing because of her enhanced dragon-like hearing as she madly blushed by the imagery.
Erza came up to the pair. "Take your fight outside, you can't just suddenly come here with a fight-"
"Stay out of this!" The two yelled as they both land a kick against Erza and send her flying. The guild watched in shock, almost all their mouths were gaped wide opened like goldfishes and they quickly feared for the duo's lives. Erza was in shock after she recovered from the combined kicks, so shocked that she froze and stayed to watch the show.
Nobody notices as they focused on the pair fighting, Gajeel and Wendy noticed another woman with blonde hair walking up from behind. She held a small frown, but overall, she has a neutral expression. The still-fighting pair still hadn't notice her presence, until it was too late. She pinched and pulled hard at their respective ears.
"Uncle! Uncle!" The man cried out with tears starting to form around his eyes. "Uncle! I yield!"
"Owowoowowow!" The woman winced in pain as her ear was harshly pulled. "Owwwwwwww! Please let go."
"I look away for five minutes. And find the two of you fighting, again." Another woman came into the picture, she walked forward to the guild master of Fairy Tail and dragging the colourful duo along for the ride by the ear.
For a moment, Makarov thought that Lucy had finally came back but that was quickly set aside when he realised that the woman looked much older than the young 17 year old.
The woman looked to be in her thirties, she had long blonde hair that reached near her waist and the coldest and calculated brown eyes Makarov had ever seen. No... He shouldn't have described them as cold, instead they were more tired, as if she had seen the worst of humanity time and time again. The X-shaped scar on her right cheeks tells of many tales.
However, they were calculating as she scanned and analysed her surrounding area, to find any shred of fault as she looked to the layout. Her foot-steps felt calculated and in controlled, her low-heel black shoes clanked sounded louder as she walked. She wore a long white thing coat that was unbuttoned, a light-blue shirt underneath matching with charcoal grey pants. The steps of her black shoes were louder when the entire guild was silent and invested of the scene in front of them.
"Now. Behave." The woman with the cheek scar darkly worded, the other blonde woman and black-haired man shivered in fear and much of the guild felt a cold chill going down their spines. She released her hold on the duo's ears.
"Yes Ms X!" The two muttered fearfully, they wrapped their arms around their shoulders to signal their comradeship. That particular scene was very familiar and was very common within the guild. The blonde and black-haired duo quivered under the gaze of the scar-faced woman whose aura spoke of maturity and professionalism.
"I apologise for the two's lack of professionalism and tact." The woman spoke to Makarov, she eyed down at the tiny man, he could sense the distaste for him from her eyes. "However, these two are growing to be the best in their fields I have ever seen."
"No worries! It isn't Fairy Tail without a fight here and there." Makarov gave a grandfatherly and toothy grin, followed along with some laughter. She wasn't taking it.
"Yes." 'Ms X' didn't hid her distaste in his words. The old master of Fairy Tail could tell that she conducts herself very seriously. "Or so I have heard."
"Now, who would our colourful duo be?" Makarov turned to the pair and now saw that the two looked very similar. The soft shape of the woman's chocolate brown eyes and the sharp jawline of the man who both stared at the old master.
"You forgotten us master?" The man said, as he rubbed the back of his neck.
The woman who loudly proclaimed her love for whiskey, she sheepishly laughed. "Hahahha. It's us, Lucy and Gray."
'... What?' That the what almost the entire guild thought.
"It can't be..." Levy voiced and the whispers soon followed afterwards. "Lu?"
"Is that really her?" A mage asked his friend.
'... Wow, you can change a lot within a month.' Laxus thought as he looked at the pair's appearance. He couldn't help but eyed at her chest, which was much small than what he swore he remembered from last month. Not to sound creepy, but it just was.
"Welcome back my children." Makarov said with a smile and some tears in his old eyes.
Gray looked around the guild. "I see that nothing has changed around here, but then again it has only been a month. It felt like ten years for me." That resulted in some laughter.
Makarov boomed in laughter. "No big chances, it has been the same as usual." He summoned the stamp on his dominant hand. "Now, would you like it back in the old spot."
He waited an answer to come, Lucy looked as she were processing of what he just said and had no idea how to respond. When she realised that she was making a scene, she nervously started to scratch the back of her head. "Sorry about that, I forgot that I even had this arm."
Lucy laughed, the guild turned white as snow. Makarov was the same but he added with a jaw wide opened. The other woman kept to her neutral expression.
"You know, you have got to stop doing that joke." Gray said as he pinched at her left cheek.
Lucy was about to scream, but she dropped down and instead smirked. "Only when you stop that limp of yours." Lucy elbowed at his ribs.
"Behave." The woman strictly spoke out once more and the two quicken stiffened, shut their mouths and straightened their pose.
"Unfortunately, they cannot re-join your guild for a multitude of reasons." The woman Lucy and Ivan called 'X' coldly remarked. "Sorry to say Fairy, but they are with me. We are a new guild so you haven't heard of us. I think I shouldn't say what, it would spoil the fun."
"V-We joined another guild." Lucy's words shocked the entire guild. "Ja, I mean... I think I found something I really want to do." Next to her side was Gray, he nodded along to her words.
"What did you find in your month long journey." Makarov asked with curiosity.
"A sense of purpose." The two answered without conviction, their eyes raged with fire and their minds were clear as they stood strong and firm. "A sense of duty."
'But not a sense of family?' Mirajane thought of the words Lucy and Gray didn't speak of.
The she thought she imagined it, but the woman with the cheek scar briefly smiled before that turned upside-down. X kept to a thin frown with arms crossed over her chest, but Makarov could easily tell that it wasn't because of the former mage members. She didn't want to be there, as such as she bared a bored face, there was clear pent-up anger and hatred burning her brown eyes.
That woman swiftly turned around for the exit. "If you need to call, call Leon because most likely I'm working. And do try to apologise to the woman you just kicked. Even if she is a Fairy."
"Yes Miss X!"
"You know, I thought it was Ruby." Gray whispered to his blonde female friend as they walked over to Erza.
"Hear-hear." Lucy nodded. She extended a hand out to the scarlet mage. "Sorry about that Erza."
Makarov couldn't help but smile, the month-long journey the two took part had the two grew closer together, like brothers.
"Laxus, why don't you re-introduce our visitors to the guild?"
'X' strived forward gracefully and barely spare a glance to the Fairy Tail mages. She did gave a look to Wendy, the youngest Dragon Slayer mage, before turning away and exiting the guild. The young blue-haired girl didn't like how the woman smelled, her scent was infused with a strong unpleasant smell to her sensitive nose, like chemicals. It was a sickening and nauseating smell.
In turn, she passed by the white cat named Carla, in that moment a vision flashed by thanks to her precognition ability. Screams of anger rang through her mind, cries of despair echoed in her ears and came along the imagery to fit those notions.
"Put out their cursed fire!" Numerous voices cried out.
Flames raging on, they burn into the night, so brightly that the sky was blood red. A woman with terrible burns on her face, she looks to be laughing and... sobbing. A group depressively sit in the cargo, holding onto his hand as he couldn't bear to be separated, a man with blonde hair slams a book shut as he couldn't bear to its' horrific images.
"Rip out their wings!" A crowd screams.
A boy around Wendy's age was crying and clutching his shirt. A woman with a scar hugging and crying over two children with a sad smile, their hair red as rose and green eyes like jade. A woman screams into a buddled cloth. Children crying as they were led into the tents. Many lay on the floors, looking as if they hadn't slept in days. A tree stands as it is surrounded by carnage and destruction, on top sat four persons.
"Tarnish their so-called name!" Fists raised in the air.
Gray with burns on the left side of his face, with a tired look as he passes a cigarette. Lucy crying as she peers over a small window. Laxus, looking to be overwhelming with grief and guilt as he looks over to the bags as they lay on the ground, he couldn't count them all.
"Purge their existence!" The crowd asks for blood.
Carla snapped out from her vision in a cold-sweat. She need, at that moment that something horrible was going to occur. And she feared for the upcoming and inevitable future, she prayed that Fairy Tail will endure this trial.
But she couldn't drown out the final voice.
"You have broken the first promise."
I will see you all in the next chapter.
