Title: Poisoned Blades - Chapter 2
Pairing: GraLu (Fairy Tail Fandom)
Summary: She broke through his impenetrable wall.
Rating: T
*An entry for September 2013 GrayLu week's Day 2 prompt: Scar
*Reposted from my Tumblr Account. All chapters will be in drabble lengths.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail.
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She's been plaguing his mind ever since that day – like a stubborn stain that cannot be removed. Each night as he dreamt, he would always see her smiling at him; sometimes the dreams would end with him saying goodbye, other times (when he was fortunate enough) they would end up hugging each other before he woke up.
Much to his dismay, he forgot to ask her name because of pressing time constraints. He needed to come back home quickly; things like introduction and pleasantries had to take a back seat in his list of priorities.
After his return, a thorough investigation took place (for what else could ruin a well-thought assassination plan commissioned by their benefactor if not for a traitor lurking in their halls? That failed mission was supposed to be known by only a handful of people and the possibility of leakage was near impossible), and within two months time, the moles were found out and an extermination plan was put into place by the top brass of the clan.
Gray's mother sternly opposed the movement but his father, as head of the Fullbuster's, pushed through the slaughter saying that many lives will be spared from the small sacrifice (including that of her beloved son).
In the end, fifty men (spies implanted by the Vastia clan) died that day as the compound of the Fullbuster's became painted in red.
"Mister, please stop right here."
The carriage stopped moving and Gray hopped down on the ground as he waved a hand of thanks at the man.
He was out on a mission again, this time it was to assassinate the Lady Minerva Lohr as per request by her husband.
Tsk.
This was the type of jobs he hated to take but he'd rather do this than to stay inside the clan's compound that was still reeking with the stench of blood.
For what reasons did Lord Rufus Lohr wanted to kill his wife? He doesn't know. Rather, he didn't want to. He never asked these things anyway. The only information he needed was the name, the face, and the location, after that nothing else mattered.
Crunch.
Gray paused in his tracks, right hand ready to unsheathe his sword.
Crunch.
His left leg moved slightly backwards, body ready to attack any second.
Crunch.
A foot stepped out of the shadows and Gray took out his weapon only to stop mid-swing.
"It's... you." he stuttered, eyes wide in disbelief.
"Looks like we meet again, Mr. With-the-broken-sword."
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