I know this idea isn't exactly original, but I love stories like this one, so I decided to put my own spin on it! Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima :D


Levy hummed to herself as she walked to work.

Yeah, her best friend Lucy had warned the blunette time and again that the streets of Magnolia were to dangerous at this time of night, but Levy didn't care. The way the shadows danced across the old buildings of downtown Magnolia at this time were just beautiful.

Levy slipped into a small alleyway between the post office and a small coffee shop, a short cut to her job at a twenty four hour book store that Levy had discovered last winter. The ally was small, and hard to see from the main road. The only reason Levy had found it in the first place was because some rude passerby had pushed past and sent the tiny girl flying into the ally where she now stood.

Levy shook her head and smiled, imagining her friend's face if she new about the short cut.

As Levy walked, she felt a strange pair of eyes burning a hole into her back.

The bunette glanced around, but saw nothing, so, she shrugged to herself and continued on.

Just as the end of the narrow passage came into sight, Levy was halted by a heavy hand on her shoulder. With a shiver Levy slowly turned around.

"A kid like you shouldn't be running around town at this time of night."

A mountainous man with brown hair smirked eavily at Levy.

"I'm no kid!" Levy protested, puffing up her cheeks angrily, "I'm twenty-three thank you very much!"

"Oh-ho," the man's smirk grew, "I guess that means you'll have more money on you than I thought."

Levy glared, "what makes you think I'd give you any money, if I had any on me."

"That's easy," he replied, his silvery eyes shining menacingly, "because I'm a member of Fairy Tail."

Levy's eyes grew huge. Fairy Tail was a name the blunette had heard whispered behind closed doors her entire life.

Fairy Tail, the most infamous gang in Magnolia.

"That's right," the man growled, "so fork over your cash."

Just as Levy was reaching for her purse, a new voice cut in.

"I don't think that'll be necessary Shrimp."

Levy's assailant narrowed his eyes, "do you know who you're dealing with buddy?"

The newcomer dropped to the ground between Levy and the brown haired man.

"Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing."

The man stood tall, revealing his massive muscles and terrifying height. He had a long mane of unruly black hair, and he wore a dark cloak. Levy couldn't see much else from her position behind her savior.

"T-that mark-" the brown haired man stuttered.

"You got it, and unfortunately for you, I hate fakers." Levy's rescuer practically growled.

With a flash of metal and the swish of fabric, the black haired man decked Levy's attacker and disappeared.


"Lucy!" Levy stood panting in the doorway of Enchanting Books.

"Levy? What's wrong?"

Lucy lead her petite friend to one of the shop's many comfortable couches.

Levy looked up at Lucy with stunned eyes, "he was amazing."

The blonde glared at Levy, "explain. Now."


Levy's tale told, Lucy was glaring at her angrily.

"You are not walking here anymore. I'll drive you okay? That was dangerous! You could have been killed! Seriously Levy, you can't risk your life just to see the scenery!"

Levy sighed, "I know, I know. You were right. I'll let you drive me to work from now on."

Unbenounced to Lucy, Levy held her crossed fingers behind her back. She had to see the black haired man again. Levy needed to thank him.

Lucy narrowed her eyes suspiciously at Levy's quick submission, but shrugged, and went back to work.

As Levy sorted books, her mind wandered to the black haired man.

"Wait a sec... did he call me Shrimp?!"

Lucy laughed quietly at Levy's outburst from behind the counter.

The bell chimed, announcing one of the store's rare night time visits.

Levy looked up to see who it was, considering most of the people crazy, okay maybe not crazy... strange perhaps, either way, were regulars.

The customer, however, was not someone Levy recognized. They were tall, for sure, but most of their body was obscured by a massive hoody. Levy thought the person was male, but she really couldn't be sure.

As they approached the desk, Levy crept closer, her curiosity taking over.

"What are you doing here?" Lucy hissed.

"...I came with a report-" the man, with a voice that low, it had to be a man, grumbled softly.

He spoke so quietly, Levy could barley make out what he'd said.

"Did you have to do it now," Lucy hissed, "I'm at work! There are people around!"

"...I figured you'd want to know since... you know..."

Lucy sighed, "in my office."

Levy panicked.

There was no way she was supposed to hear that, and Lucy's office was literally two feet from Levy's hiding spot.

Trying to be as covert as possible, Levy took off, and somehow managed to stow herself behind a bookshelf on the other side of the store.

"What is she involved in..." Levy whispered to herself.

The blunette had now idea how to move forward. Her friend was clearly involved in something shady, but what? ...And why? Lucy seemed like an upright person.

The more Levy thought about it, the more she realised, that she knew almost nothing about her best friend.


Welp, here it is :D. Tell me what you think! Do you like this idea? I'm I portraying the characters well? Let me know :) constructive criticism is always welcome :) As always, enjoy, read on :D

~Sora~