She sat on a tree stump, watching Sting and Rogue play with Frosch and Lector in the open fields of their campsite. It's been 6 months since they met, and it's been peaceful. The four were looking for somewhere to stay and train to get even stronger. Lucy was quite tempted to make them leave that day, but looking back at it now, she was glad she didn't. They were good company, and the cats didn't seem to bother Fang.

It really was a shame that she couldn't stay.

It wasn't like she wanted to leave her new-found friends. She had to. No matter how many good deeds she does, she knew that she could never be forgiven for what she had done. She will never live a peaceful life. Looking back at the four of them, she was now determined to leave them. She knew it was for the best. People were after her, and she would rather drop dead than let them be in danger because of her.

Fang sat next to the stump, his tail dropping slightly as he looked towards her, whimpering slightly.

"I really am gonna miss those little guys." She sighed, her eyes still on the boys and the cats running around, having a good time.

Fang tilted his head slightly, as his ears twitched, his attention fixed on his partner as she smiled sadly at the four.

"They're just 7 years old, I can't be putting them in danger. They'll be upset when I leave, yeah, but they'll get over it and forget that anything happened. And they'll forget me soon enough too. It's for the best." She watched as Rogue chased Sting, Lector running next to him while Fro decided to sit on Rogue's shoulder. She laughed lightly at this. Sting must have said something to set him off again.

Fang didn't respond to her morbid thinking and looked back at the childish boys in front of them. What could Fang do to stop her? He knew that his partner was a determined person, that no one could change her mind once it was set. He didn't want to bother, it would just get her even more upset.

She had been training the boys in their magic, showing them how to meditate, and also how to throw a better punch or a deadly kick. But one thing she has never done, is show them her magic. She didn't want them to know how much of a monster she could be. Sure, the boys were curious at the start, and they kept bugging her to show them what she can do, but they soon backed down when they realised that she was never going to tell them anything.

Slowly, the day passed and the sky had turned dark, the stars sparkling brightly in contrast to the black surrounding them. The six of them sat by a small campfire, eating fish that were caught from a nearby river.

"Hey Lucy-san?" Sting suddenly spoke up once he finished his fifth fish.

She hummed in response, she herself was finishing her sixth one.

"I hope we can all stay like this forever!" He said, enthusiasm and hope lined his voice, and his eyes lit up with glee as he continued on, "I mean, your lessons are fun, and you're a really good teacher and friend! You listen to us, you joke with us and you take care of us! We're like a big family that will never grow apart, and we'll only need each other! No one else! So let's never leave each other behind!"

Those words were like a spear through her heart, and she felt like she would break down in tears if she tried to speak. Sting never said things like this before, but now he says it the night she wants to leave? Her heart broke into pieces and she could hear the shattering.

Soon, the boys and their cats fell into a deep sleep, and she was finally able to write her farwell note in private, and she left it on the stump that she would usually sit on during breaks, and left a pebble as a paperweight. The stump was very close to their camp, so it wouldn't be too hard to spot in the broad daylight.

She packed her things into her sack silently, and she slung it over her shouder once she was done, and woke up Fang, who had taken a nap. Looking back at her friends once more with Fang beside her, she said a silent goodbye in her head as she turned and never looked back again.

When morning came around, anyone nearby could have heard the birds chirping, and the slight breeze blowing against the leaves of the trees, along with a loud slamming sound, that was Sting punching the trunk of the closest tree to him.

They woke up at 9am. Which was a surprise since Lucy would always wake them up at 7 to eat breakfast, and then they would start training. But there was no Lucy. And there was nothing of hers anywhere. The only thing they found was a note.

My dear friends Sting, Rogue, Lector and Frosch,

You probably already found out that I'm not here. It hurts for me to leave, it really does, but it's for the best. There are bad people after me, hunters, and I've stayed in this area for too long. They have commands to kill on sight. And if you four were targeted for being seen with me, I would be crushed. I had no choice but to go. Please understand, okay?

'Stay like this forever' huh? Forever is a really long time. And I'm sorry to say that I can't do that. But remeber, you still have each other. Promise me that you four will stick together, that no matter what happens you will be there for each other.

Try to forget me.

Lucy, the stranger.

The longer they stayed in silence, the more difficult it was for them to process that their mentor and friend had just left them. What were they supposed to do now?

Sting decided to vent out his sadness into anger by punching the closest tree to him, as a single tear rolled down his right cheek, as he screamed in agony. Rogue too, expressed his pain in silence, his face solitude, his eyes closed and his mouth stretched into a thin line, and eyebrows furrowed together.

"Forget you? How could we do that! Idiot mentor!" Sting screamed at himself, trying to calm down, but failing badly. Rogue walked up to him, and put a hand on his shoulder. The cats were too young to understand what was happening, but they went to comfort their partners, sitting on their heads.

That day was a very sad day for this group of friends, and all they could do was move on.

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Its my new border okay! Don't judge XD

BUT BAMM! TAKE THIS DOUBLE UPDATE HIYAAAAH!

So it's a little longer, and I did my best, so I hope you like it?

Btw, I was thinking of calling my readers a name. Like how NicoB calls his fans Picky Penguins. Any suggestions?

Err, so I dunno if I can keep up these frequent chapters, cuz theres this adorable, and I mean you can fuck my potato chips adorable cat that lives under my block, flat, apartment whatever you call it. It's underweight, and really weak. So since I freaking love cats, I have this bag of dry cat food, so I decided to feed it about once every 3-4 hours. And once every 5 days i'll feed it canned food. And I keep a container of clean water by where it sleeps and replace it everyday. So basically i'll be writing and and just stop, and go down to feed it XD But hey, if she dies, I WILL CRY. Jk, but I will be really upset.

Sorry for ranting, okay on with one reply!

Rae:

Can I call you that? XD

THANK YOU for your support recently! Means a lot to me! Espesially with the whole 'moving accounts' shit. Thanks for being so chill about it! Anyway hope you liked this chapters re-write!

OKAY TIME TO BULK TYPE! (Basically not gonna update until I get two chapters written)

I hope you guys are okay with that! (And sorry)

-Ruin