A/N: this will have a little AU. But the only AU part is instead of Fiore I'm using actual countries. Also, I'm making Rufus 22 cause he doesn't look like a 19 year old. This is after the Taratos arc and Minerva is the master cause I'm not comfortable for Sting to be one.

It was a cloudy day at Sabertooth. The four strongest members were sitting at the same table, in the mess hall. Nothing hasn't really been happening for the mages. They recently got Minerva away from the dark guild to rejoin Sabertooth. Sting also resigned from being the master and gave the position to Minerva. He was getting tired of all the work, plus he hardly had any time to spend with his guild mates as he was busy.

Minervawalked in the guild with someone. No one could care less who it was, until they heard a different mage from a different table say…

"Who's that?"

The guys turned their head towards the entrance.

"Whoa, now that's what I call a thick woman." Sting said, slyly. Rogue rolled his eyes to the comment.

(I hate describing a character's looks. It takes too long) The boys turned their heads to look upon an average height, light brown skinned woman. She had purple slanted eyes and a large, curly teal-green afro. (I went to quizfarm and took many quizzes trying to see what my OC's hair, eye, and favorite color. Apparently, she suppose to have green hair purple eyes and like the color black and red) She was wearing a tight fitted black catsuit with red gloves and boots. (I'm SO into catsuits)

Minerva and the girl walked over to the S-Class mages. (I'm guessing their S-Class)

"Hey, Minerva. Who's this?"

"My name is Eferhilda Wyvern. It is honored to meet you." She said, bowing down. She had a deep british accent.

"Can you say your name again?" Sting said.

"Eferhilda."

"One more time." He said with a grin.

Eferhilda squinted her eyes, getting annoyed. "Just call me Hild."

"Alright Hild." Sting smilied. Hild only frowned. "The name's Sting Eucliffe, the white dragon slayer, and this is my exceed, Lector.

"I know what you're thinking. He's an idiot." Minerva whispered to Hild.

Sting ignored the comment.

"My name is Rogue Cheney, shadow dragon slayer, and this is my exceed Frosch."

"Hi." Frosch waved.

'An exceed in a pink frog costume… that's actually pretty cute.' Hild thought.

"I'm the lightning God Slayer Orga."

Rufus had got up from his seat and walked over to the woman.

"My name is Rufus Lore, memory-make wizard." He took a hold of her hand and kissed it. "And may I say, Siete una donna bella (you are a beautiful woman)." He spoke in Italian.

Hild had a emotionless expression.

"Uh, I said…" Rufus was about to explain but got interrupted.

"So che cose avete detto. (I know what you said)" She spoke back to him in Italian. "Attualmente emettete la mia mano prima che vi schiaffeggio con altro (now release my hand before I slap with the other)."

His eyes widened and immediately let go of her hand.

"Don't you just love her." Minerva smiled. "And knows Nature Magic and is a storm dragon slayer."

"Storm dragon? Welcome to Sabertooth." Sting smiled. The more dragon slayers, the better.

"Come on Hild. I need a drink." Minerva said. Hild had followed behind her.

"So, who wants her?" Orga asked.

"I do." Sting and Rufus said in the same time.

"You? A dragon slayer deserves another dragon slayer."

"That doesn't mean anything. Unlike you, I actually know something about romance."

"How about Sting-kun and Rufus-kun play rock paper scissors?" Frosch said.

"Rock paper scisso… okay." Rufus agreed.

"Rock paper scissor shot." Sting had scissors while Rufus had rock. "Dammit!"

"Looks like I win." The masked man smiled.

"Fine then." Sting said then laughed really loud. "You don't stand a chance."

"No chance? I have no memory of a girl who has turned down to this face." Rufus said. He was like the Loke of Sabertooth… well, charm wise that is. Not a man whore.

Rufus got up and walked over to Hild, who has now sitting at the bar. He stood right beside her, but she didn't notice him, or chose not to notice him.

"Eferhilda." He said, getting her attention.

"Yes."

"I was wondering, since you're new I could show you around Sabertooth."

"Minerva already did." She said, facing forward.

"Oh. Well, if you need any help with something, you can always ask me."

"Mmhm." She hummed, still not facing him. "Give me a protein shake." She ordered the barmaid.

Rufus decided to get to the point, so she could actually pay attention to him. "So, Hild how about later we could have lunch together?"

She finally turned around to face him. She showed slight annoyance in her eyes. "I'm going to say this. If you don't leave me alone in three seconds, I'm gonna punch you in the nose."

"I don't think this conversation should include violence."

While he said this Hild was counting in her head. Once she counted to three, she swung at his face.

"AHH!" He shouted, holding his nose.

People stopped their chatting and turned to the bar with Rufus holding his nose. The room would've been silent if it wasn't for Sting laughing his ass off.

"Okay, I'll leave." He said, walking away from Eferhilda.

He walked to the bathroom to clean his bloody nose. He also tried to ignore the stares everyone was giving him.

"Epic fail." Sting said, eventually stopped laughing. "There's no way in hell she'll go out with him."

"Why are dissing Rufus like that?" Orga turned to Sting.

"I've just met the girl and I can tell she's his opposite. It wouldn't work in the beginning. Plus she's too fine."

"Ever heard of the phrase 'opposites attract'?" Rogue finally said something.

"We're not magnets Rogue."

Rogue only sighed and shook his head. Seconds later Rufus came back and sat down.

"Hahahaha! I told you that you didn't have a chance. Now… *snaps fingers* watch and learn." He got up and walked towards the bar.

"He's gonna fail." Orga said.

(Imagine the camera is still focused on the gang while you can hear Sting talking from the left side where you can't see him)

"Hey Hild, you wanna… AH! MY NOSE!"

Sting walked back to the table, sat down, and got a napkin from the table. He put the napkin on his bloody nose.

"Hm, rather she's tired of men of approaching her, or she just doesn't like you at all; since she immediately punch you."

"Shut up Rufus." Sting grumbled.

FINALLLLLLLY! I finally finished this chapter. I've been trying to write this chapter since June 11, 2014. Don't you dare leave this story without reviewing. I mean it. Favorites and follows are good, but reviews are better.