The smile of the black haired man who was sitting on the silver and ebony chair disappeared at the moment in which his black eyes focused on the translucent sphere in front of him, there it shown a little girl, no more than five years, lying in her bed, sweating and panting, her black hair that faded gray, like the leftover ashes from a fireplace, was messy and tangled while her eyes, of a glowing yellowish-orange, where filled with streaming tears.

The young looking man showed disliking at the sight in front of him. Hurried, he rose from his seat and walked into the halls of the sumptuous-looking mansion, filled with luxurious rugs and tapestries. Reaching the last door, he opened it to reveal a small, messy room, with poor lighting and an old but strong-looking man; his silvery-white hair reached his mid back, the Lacrima in front of him lit his face, revealing the existence of just one dark green eye while the other one was covered by an eye patch.

The young man approached him and fixed his gaze on the Lacrima next to the man just to confirm that, indeed, it also showed the same little girl from before, looking more disturbed than moments ago.

"Hades, can you explain to me what's wrong with her?" demanded the man. His stare was calm yet cold at the same time. "It has been a month and this keeps happening."

Hades had his gaze glued to the Lacrima in front of him, his eye thoughtful, as if he was trying to solve a mystery.

"Her body has reacted well to the Dust infusions" he said. "But she's still having those nightmares, it's just a side effect, it will fade away with time, you'll see."

"I don't have time to wait" replied the young man. "I need her to be in condition for her training."

"I don't know when it will stop, but I can assure you it will my Lord."

The man left out a frustrated grunt and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. He followed the path through the hall until he reached the stairs, which were lighted with torches. He ran down them and soon he found the only door of the place, when he opened, he revealed a sober-looking room with a floor upholstered by books, and was welcomed by a little girl with eyes red and puffed, and her face was dirty with tears and what it looked to be ashes.

My Lord, what are you doing here?- the girl asked from her bed, trying to wipe her face as best as she could with the sleeve of her pajamas.

"It's past midnight and you're still awake" said the black haired man, unlike before, his gestures and voice where kinder and gentler-. Want to tell me what's going on?

-It's the nightmares again- answered the girl with a trembling voice-. It´s always the same dream.

The man walked over to sit on the edge of the bed, the girl bended her knees to make room for him.

-Want to tell me what these nightmares are about?

Her lower lip trembled, across her face was an expression of pure fear, alomst as if it hurt to remember the dream.

"I'm on a ship" she began. "It's a dark and stromy blue night, and the captain sends me to sleep, but I'm not tired and I tell him that as soon as we reach shore I would get some sleep but he get's mad at me" her voice started to tremble and her eyes began to fill with tears. "He yells at me and drags me by the hair, he takes me to his room and ties me up with sheets, and he tells me that he will not let me go until I learn to obey him" she managed to say. "I try to escape…but I always fail, then suddenly something hits the ship…and we began to sink, everyone escapes but me" with that, the girl broke into heartbreaking sobbs.

"Listen, non of that was real, it was just a dream" said the man, placing his hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her.

"But it felt so real! Every time I wake up my head hurts from where the captain pulled my hair" cried the girl.

"Nonsense" the man lifted her chin. "Look at me."

Amber and onyx clashed. The little girl´s eyes were filled with fear and tears, while the man's were cold and sharp, but oddly gentle.

"You are a special girl, you´re not like the others, you have the power to face your fears, don't let a bunch of nightmares win."

The girl looked at him with gratitude and managed to give him a small smile. The young man smiled back.

"That's better" he said. "Now back to sleep."

The little girl's smile disappeared in an instant.

"No please! I'm begging you! Don't make go to sleep!" cried the girl, desperate. "In all my dreams I drown! Please, Lord Zeref! Don´t make me!"

"Shhh…Shhh, there, there" he whispered, reaching for the girl's hair to stroke it, his hand was emitting a black-colored aura.

The girl felt how her eyelids began to get heavier and her vision was becoming blurry.

"No…please" she tried to beg, but the "sleepy" sensation was beating her conscience. "In all my dreams I…

And the girl fell unconscious.

"Good night Cinder Fall" whispered Zeref, smiling with malice.