Crimzon: Hello readers! Yeah, it's been a while since I've updated anything. You may have noticed that my other fics have been put on hold for I am currently re-writing them. I was reading through them and didn't like how they came out so yeah. Until I can continue those, I'll be adding this fic on a weekly basis (it's kind of a goal for me so I can stop being lazy). So, every Thursday night, I'll be uploading a new chapter. It also depends on how many reviews I get (haha cuz im greedy). Anywho, please enjoy this first chapter to Possession!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS! THEY BELONG TO HIRO MASHIMA! ONLY OWN OCS AND PLOT! ENJOY!

"Once upon a time, there was a small town that was constantly under attack from monsters that lived in the surrounding woods. Fed up with the constant fear, one man stood before the terror and created machines to protect him and his people. He was seen, by them, as a hero, but little did they know of his true nature.

"He was a scientist, a creator, with a thirst for knowledge that seemed unquenchable. He created massive machines to guard the small town's borders. He built tall lightning rods that provided the town with electricity. As time went by, the town was no longer under the tyranny of the evil that had plagued them. Soon after, even said evil faded. But still, that didn't stop the scientist from continuing his work.

"Every now and again, one person from town would disappear without a trace. No one thought it odd. Perhaps they were lost while exploring the forest? Maybe a runaway? Either way, they were much too happy to bother with the disappearances. They didn't want to risk having their now perfect lives ruined by fear. Maybe if they attempted to investigate, the horrors that soon took place wouldn't have occurred.

"The scientist was playing dangerously close to the flame. Starting his experiments with small animals to a living human being. He wanted to know more and more about how one functions. What was it that gave someone to have the potential of learning magic? He wanted answers more than anything. His curiosity gnawed at him. Was it the body itself that made such a thing possible? Or was it something more? By using the results from his prior experiments, he created a new type of machine; one with human characteristics. He was never so excited once it was completed. He imagined teaching it all the knowledge he could, even go as far as teaching it magic like some of the people in the town were capable of using.

"The scientist was greatly disappointed. The robot held no life, no feeling, and had no capability of learning magic. All it was capable of doing was following simple orders without a thought of its own. The scientist was distraught. What was he missing? He had gotten the anatomy correct so what else was there? The scientist looked out the window, staring out at the open field and noticed a group of children playing. The happy expression they held. They were so full of emotion. It's then that the scientist realized the answer to his questions. The body had everything it needed . . . except one crucial component: A soul."

Levy awoke with a gasp as she sat up straight in her seat. She wasn't sure of her surroundings at first until she heard the voice of one of her teammates call out her name.

"Levy? You ok?" asked Jet. Levy looked up and noticed him staring at her concerned. That's when it came back to her. She was still at the guild hall.

"Ugh, what happened?" she asked as she absentmindedly rubbed her cheek.

"You fell asleep reading again," chuckled Droy as he sat down with a plate of food. Jet gave him a look as he noticed the plate.

"That's your fourth plate, Droy!"

"You calling me fat?!" he argued.

"Cut down on the snacking, man!" he snapped. And so their routine arguments began.

Levy tuned them out and looked down to the open book she was just using as a pillow. It was a small book, not even a hundred pages, but it interested her nonetheless. She smiled as she noticed she only had two more pages left to read and she realized that she had fallen asleep right when it was getting good. Making herself comfortable in her seat, she scanned the page to find where she left off. Just as she began reading, another voice, somewhat more irritating than her teammates, was heard from nearby.

"Reading again, shrimp?" chuckled Gajeel as he leaned over her to look at the book.

"Would you please stop calling me that?" she responded with a glare. That only brought out his signature laugh.

"Gihii, never heard ya complain about it before, shrimp." He grinned. Levy merely sighed and looked down at her book. "So, what's this one about?" he asked as he sat down in the spot next to her which earned him a couple of glares from her teammates. She looked over at him, in shock. He was never interested in her books before. Then she noticed just how close he had gotten to her. She could feel a slight blush creep up and before he could notice, she looked down at the book and the embarrassing feeling quickly went away. She cleared her throat and began to explain.

"Sounds to me that this doctor guy ain't all there," he stated as he pointed a finger to his head. "Kinda creepy if ya ask me," he added.

"Well, we don't know that for sure," she said defensively. She, for some reason, hoped the story had a happy ending, but from what she read, she didn't like where it was going.

"Heh, whatever ya say, shrimp." With one last glare thrown his way, they both looked down at the final two pages.

"A soul was what he was missing to make his creation complete. A crooked smile crept upon his features as he exited his lab. What he did next is something unforgivable. The scientist was crossing a line no human should. He was playing God.

"He kidnapped the three children from the field and took them to his lab. The scientist then proceeded to create a machine that would do the most inhumane thing you could do to a person. Forcefully extract their souls.

"Not once did his smile falter during the procedure. The screams of agony did nothing but encourage him. The first two didn't survive the procedure, but the third was a different story. The soul appeared through the long tube and into the long, circular tank with an unfamiliar substance. The soul still retained some shape of its body, but it was glowing a bright white light that soon dimmed as the days went by. He attempted to add the soul to his robot, but was quickly rejected. Still, he didn't stop. Another thought came to him. An artificial soul.

"By using an old book he came across years before, a book of dark magic, he commenced with his new experiment. Time passed and the scientist managed to open a portal to another world. From there, he called forth one soul, a small insignificant portion of what was once living and he placed it within the robot. But the other world wanted something in exchange for the portion. Without a second thought, the scientist sent the soul of the child into the other world.

"He closed the portal and looked to his robot. It returned his gaze and almost smiled. It had real emotions. Feeling accomplished, he decided to show his new found creation to the townspeople. Their reactions were anything but positive. They questioned where the missing children were and why there were so many people missing. He ignored their question and merely focused on his robot. Fueled with anger, the townspeople ran the scientist and his abomination out of town, never to be seen again.

"No one really knows what became of the twisted man or his robot, but they were sure of one thing, his thirst for knowledge continued to grow. The scientist continued to experiment in the shadows, not wanting to be bothered by anyone again."

The End

"That's one twisted fuck," commented Gajeel with a sneer. "Didn't know you were into books like this, shorty."

"Well, I'm not. I didn't even know I had this book until yesterday when I was cleaning my room." Levy closed the small leather-bound book with a sigh. She was disappointed with the ending. The entire time, it seemed to build up for a good ending, but it just stops with the scientist leaving. Nothing was resolved.

"How could ya not know you had this book?" he questioned.

"She has a lot of books, Gajeel," answered Jet.

"Probably more than our own library," added Droy as he took another bite of food. The Iron Dragon Slayer looked down at Levy in shock. He knew she was a major bookworm, but never knew just how many books she owned.

Levy tuned out the others for a moment as she thought about the book. She felt something was wrong, but what bothered her more was the fact that she had no memory of ever purchasing this book. She had decided to rearrange her room the other night. When she started moving one of the bookcases, multiple books toppled over. That's when she noticed a small, dust covered book titled 'Scientist.'

"What's with this book?" she murmured out loud. Her sudden comment caught the attention of her three guild mates.

"Something wrong, Levy?" asked jet.

"Uh, it's getting kind of late, I think I'm gonna go home. I'll see you guys tomorrow," she smiled as she grabbed the small book and put it in her bag. Levy placed the bag over her shoulder and looked to the three with a smile, "Goodnight."

"Want me to walk you home?" questioned Jet as he jumped out of his seat with anticipation.

"Hey, what if I want to walk her home?!" argued a still eating Droy.

"You're busy eating!" yelled Jet.

"Guys really, I can get home by myself. It's just up the hill," she replied as she tried to calm them down. It didn't help as they continued to argue. It was only when Gajeel stood up abruptly that they stopped a moment to look at him.

"I'll walk the shrimp home," he stated then with a glare added, "Ya guys don't got a problem with that, right?"

With a shaken yelp in response from the two, Gajeel smiled then started walking towards the door.

"Ya commin' shrimp?" he called to her when he noticed she was still glued to her spot at the table. She smiled then with a slight nod, followed after him. She never heard the two whimper out her name as she left.

"You really don't have to walk me home, Gajeel. It's not like it's far," she said.

"I'm not doing this cuz I hafta," he responded. Levy was slightly taken aback by his response. Did he actually want to walk me home? Levy's thoughts ran frantic at what this insinuated. It's then that it hit Gajeel and he realized what he had said.

"I mean, I'm only doin' it cuz those two idiots of yours wouldn't pipe down. Figured if I say something, they'd shut-up." Gajeel scratched nervously at his head. Little did he notice the disappointed look in Levy's eyes. With a sigh, she added, "Like I said, Gajeel. You really didn't have to walk me home," she snapped. At the sound of her angry tone, Gajeel looked down and was physically frightened at the blank, almost angry, expression on her face.

"Oi, what's got your nickers in a twist?"

"We're here." Levy stopped at the front door to the girl's dorm, "Now, go home." Without another look at the Dragon Slayer, she walked into the dorm and slammed the door. Gajeel stood there, completely confused as to what he did or said to anger her. With a heavy sigh, he walked back to the guild, irritated with her sudden change in mood.

"What the hell did I do?"

Levy walked into her room, silently cursing to herself when she tripped over a pile of books she had left by the door. She lay on the floor, not wanting to get back up.

"Stupid Gajeel," she muttered under her breath.

Levy wasn't sure when it started; her feelings for the Dragon Slayer. Was it sometime during the S-Class Exam or perhaps before? She wasn't sure, but when she watched Gajeel and Natsu fight against Sabertooth during the tournament, she knew. She blushed at the memory. Lucy was the only one who knew and often teased her about it.

With a sigh, she got to her feet and walked to her bed and dropped her bag on the floor by it. Levy knew that the only reason she got irritated with Gajeel like how she was earlier was because of his thick-headedness. She wasn't even sure who was more dense, him or Natsu!

She fell back into the soft blankets and stared up at the ceiling. She didn't want to think about any of that now; she just wanted to tune out. She stared at the blank ceiling, waiting for sleep to take over. Levy heard a distant clock, probably buried somewhere under the piles of books, ticking away. She focused on that tiny sound and before she knew it, she was out like a light.

In a small village close to the ocean, a malevolent miasma gathered at the center of the dark forest. Small animals that scurried too closely died within seconds. The village was nothing more but a ghost town. It has long since been abandoned. Further up past the small village was a building. Scorch marks covered its surface. The glass windows were nothing more but shattered pieces on the ground. Upon first glance, the building seemed abandoned.

A lone figure in a tattered brown cloak approached the building, staring up at it with forlorn eyes. The figure quickly shook its head, coming back to its senses and walked through the entryway. Both iron doors had broken off their hinges and now lay on the ground, covered in a thick layer of dust. The figure continued through the building and came upon a door that seemed almost untouched by time. It was the only thing in the building that wasn't rusted. The figure grabbed hold of the handle and opened the door then proceeded down the long staircase. Upon reaching the bottom, the figure could see a bright light coming from another door and without stopping, opened it and found a room full of machines, all with a different purpose.

"I see you've returned. Have you found what I asked of you?" A dark silhouette backed away from a small wooden desk and stood.

"Yes Father, I've found three perfect vessels for me and my two sisters," a soft, feminine voice responded.

"Perfect," he smiled, clapping his hands together in joy. He stood and stared at the two tanks behind him that carried two souls. "Soon, you and your sisters will have their own living bodies!" The figure smiled solemnly at her Father's cheerfulness. The man then stopped his moment of brief celebration and turned to her, "Who are they?" The figure stepped forward, closer into the light and pulled back the hood that covered her features. A gray, metallic skull with dim red eyes looked back at the man she called Father. A slight creaking sound could be heard as her jaw moved to the words.

"They're part of a guild in Magnolia," she paused a moment to look up at her sisters and then back to her Father. "Fairy Tail."

Crimzon: Before you all say anything; yes I'm aware of the fact that it is Tuesday, not Thursday. Since it's the first chapter, I'm being nice and uploading it now. There will be another on Thursday. So please review!