In a small town inn, the two remaining members of the Crime Sorciere guild, Jellal Fernandes and Meredy, are taking a breather and discussing their plans on what to do now that most of the dark guilds are either destroyed or have gone into hiding.
"Jellal, i'm bored!" Meredy exclaims with a very irritated look, "Isn't there something we can do?"
"It can't be helped Meredy," Jellal replies kindly, "None of the dark guilds are active right now and we still have no clues on where to find Zeref."
"I know that, but we can't just sit here." she says sitting up straight and folding her arms across her chest.
"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" a hooded man says as he approaches the table and pulls out the chair.
Jellal eyes the stranger and catches a glimpse of a military crest under the mans cloak. He casts a glance at Meredy, signaling that there might be trouble, as he begins to ask, "What can i do to help a soldier of the Magic Council?"
The hooded man seams a bit shocked at first and decides to remove his hood. His face is weather worn and stern, his short brown hair is messy but stylish, and his amber eyes are soft and welcoming.
"You are as sharp as i have heard," he says with a smirk,"May i sit?"
Jellal nods and the man takes a seat and gives them a soft smile.
"My name is Fuudo, i'm a tracker," he begins to explain,"The council has asked me to find the two of you for a special job."
"Why would we help the council when they want us in jail?" Meredy interrupted in a snobbish way.
"Because they r willing to give u both a full pardon for completing the job." Fuudo answers with a stern gaze at Meredy.
Both Meredy and Jellal are stunned by what they just heard. A full pardon? Could this be their chance to be truly free? Meredy leans over to Jellal and whispers "Can we trust this guy?"
"How do we know this isn't a trap?" Jellal asks while staring into Fuudo's eyes.
"Because of these!" Fuudo reaches into his cloak and pulls out two letters, both with the Magic Council's seal on them, and places them on the table, "Take a look for your selves."
Jellal grabs the letters, opens them, and reads over them. Meredy gets up form her seat and stands behind him looking at the letters.
"These are real Meredy." Jellal whispers to her, "What do u think?"
"Lets see what the job is and go from there." she replies.
As Meredy sits back down and Jellal closes the letters and puts them back on the table, Fuudo asks "So will you take the offer?"
"First we want to know what the job is." Jellal states calmly.
"Well, i'm sure u have heard of the Alcota Beach Resort right? For the last three months there have been strange disappearances where wizards would vanish from their rooms at night and turn up a day or two later on the beach with no memory and almost all of there magical energy drained." Fuudo explains with a worried look, "Thankfully no one has been severely harmed, but the owner is getting worried that if word got out, he would loose his business."
"Why not just get one of the official guilds to deal with it?" Meredy asks, tilting her head slightly.
"The owner is a big contributor to the council and has asked it be kept quiet." Fuudo shifts his body to get comfortable, "The council believes that you two would be the best for the job, especially since you were once one of the ten wizard saints. All you have to do is locate the cause of these disappearances and stop it."
Jellal and Meredy look at each other for a moment and turn to Fuudo.
"We will take the job!" they both say.
"I'm glad, you can keep the pardon letters and take this card," he hands Jellal and red card with a black lotus inscribed on it, "That will get you your room and notify them that you were sent by the council to help. Speak to Mr. Alcota or one of his kids that help run the resort for more information."
"Then we better get going." Jellal stands and gives a bow to Fuudo, "Tell the council that they better keep their end of the deal."
"Hahaha, i will lad." Fuudo laughs waving them goodbye.
They exit the inn and make their way to the train station. Meredy is jumping around as happy as a schoolgirl, saying all the things she wants to do once she no longer has a price on her head. Jellal places his hand into a pocket on the inside of his jacket and grips an small box. 'Soon I can make things right.'
They buy their tickets and hop aboard the train that will take them to their destination within a few hours, thinking of what the future has in store.