Clovergiel: Hi, readers! Are you all ready to meet the other three? Well here they are...

Natsu: Hey, Miss Author! What kind of story is this? I can't see where this is going.

Gray: Here we are again. I already told you that you are too dumb to know what happens around you. Of course it's a story about high school life.

Clovergiel: *sweat drops* Uuhhh...Gray, I-I don't think my story is about that. Actually this is about-

Natsu: Hahaha...you're the idiot one! *points at Gray* See, you can't even make a smart conclusion! Just go and make your ice carvings! *laughs*

(then the fight starts once again)

Jellal: Guys, don't mind them. Just read on with the story. And remember, Clovergiel doesn't own us! *winks*

Death Code Se7en

By: Clovergiel

Last Chapter...

The first four characters of the story are already revealed together with their lives (not at all really XD). Who's gonna be the other three? Let's find out on this update...ENJOY!

Chapter 2: The next three's time to shine!

Gajeel Redfox's voice:

Monday, 4:57 am

"Boss, I think they're down the alley! They haven't gotten that far yet!" a boy said to a man with long, black hair-their leader.

"Hurry up boys, those bastards are going to taste Kurogane's wrath!" the man said as he quickly run through the alley to follow after the guys.

They halted on a crossroad. He sniffed, sensing the lingering trails they have left behind.

"This way!" He said as he ran as fast as he could, and his hardship was paid off, for he saw their running figures a few meters away from them.

The black-haired guy's name is Gajeel Redfox, leader of the soon-to-be no. 1 gangster troop in Fiore. They were chasing after three members of their rival gang.

He wouldn't have bothered to chase after those three, if it weren't for them knocking down to death one of his members.

Even though they're feared by many people and are all treated as delinquents, he still sees each one of his members as his nakamas and anyone who harm them are all gonna taste his gang's fury. He is infamous to all the gangs of Fiore, especially to the alias "Kurogane" meaning 'the black steel'.

The three men they were following went left and Gajeel smirked to this. That was a dead-end for them. They are now definitely cornered.

He slowed his steps as he drew nearer to the three of them. Then he gritted his teeth as he clenched his fists.

"You think you're able enough to get away from me? I don't think so. Wherever you will go, these fists are going to hunt you down even down to the bottomless pits of Hell!" he scowled at them as his companions stand their guard behind him, ready to battle any moment.

He can clearly see the horrified look on their faces. They probably realized by now that their fates are already decided. Kurogane won't let them see the sun tomorrow.

One of them stepped back, but it was a wrong move. He stumbled upon a group of boxes which made a lot of noise.

He treats that noise as his cue to vault towards them as he readied his fist for a sickening punch. It landed on the face of one of the boys. And with only that punch, the boy was already sent flying. His punches are like steel and once it was aimed at you, you're already done.

The other two left had their eyes widened at their companion's state. He is barely moving and by the looks of it, he's not breathing any more. One of the two tried to aim at Gajeel and it arrived in his cheeks.

Gajeel felt blood run down his nose. The boy's punch was strong, but not strong enough to knock him off his feet. This just made him angrier.

He knocked the boy down and he fell on the floor. He sat on top of him as he threw very hard punches at either side of his faces alternately. At first, the boy was trying his best to get out of Gajeel's grasp and punches, but after a few seconds, he wasn't moving anymore.

Gajeel sensed this so he stopped punching and smirked to the sight. You can even hardly recognize the face of the boy and there was blood all over his face. Now, there was only one left for him to kill.

The boy tried to run away, but the other companions of Gajeel blocked the way out. They're not punching him or fighting with him, but they just don't let him escape. They're giving all the fun to Kurogane.

"So you're planning to escape, huh? I already told you that wherever you'll go I'm going to hunt you down!" Gajeel yelled at him.

"I-I'm so s-sorry. Please, spare me! I'm not the one who planned all this. I'm just following orders. P-Please...I-I don't want to die!" the boy pleaded to Gajeel.

Gajeel just scoffed at him. How could this weak person be a gang member? He's even begging for his life! Tch! Pitiful cowards!

"Your death today will be a reminder to all people to not mess with the Iron Dragon Gang!"

Gajeel snapped his fingers, ordering his members to finish him off. The boys gladly do so as they beat him hard and kicked him all over his body. When they assured that he was dead, they went up to Gajeel to give him a nod.

"Mission accomplished, boss!" they all said in unison to him as they quickly ran away from the crime scene.

Lyon Vastia's Voice:

Monday, 7: 47 am

"Lyon, don't you have classes today? It's late... But I see you're not yet prepared," a middle-aged man said to his son.

A silver haired-boy wearing a tee-shirt and jersey shorts glanced up at his father, obviously intimidated by his authoritative presence. "Y-Yes father. But I am excused today due to s-soccer practice."

The father shook his head in disapproval. "You are really not giving up with that obsession of yours, huh? Remember Lyon, failing me will never be an option. Especially in bringing down the Fullbusters'. Are we clear?" he ordered.

"Y-Yes, father."

This silver-haired boy is Lyon Vastia. Heir to Ice Make Modelling Enterprise. Yep. If you're thinking they have something to do with the Crystal Ice Modelling Enterprise, you are right.

All his life, this has been Lyon's no. 1 aim-to win against Gray Fullbuster. And to fulfill that, he needs to bring their company down. Only, it's not just for himself, but also for the will of his father. A grudge started it all and only by revenge it will cease to exist.

Lyon opted to prepare his things, but he can't seem to find them. "U-Uhmm. . . f-father, have you seen my things? And also my soccer ball, I can't find them anywhere."

"I think I saw Sherry bringing them with her to school. She said it would help you lessen your burden," Lyon's father said without even taking his eyes off the newspaper he's reading.

"Tch. She never listens," Lyon said to himself. "Anyway, father, I'll go now. I'll see you later at dinner." He bowed in respect to his father before shutting the door close behind him.

He went straight to school wearing only his earlier jersey shorts, adding a jacket on top.

Lyon is a varsity player of Fiore Gakuen's soccer team, and he is a candidate for being the next team captain. His father was against about him playing soccer, but it's his only escape to a life full of revenge. Sort of a stress reliever. But still, he's not forgetting about his priorities: his studies and modelling. He's also a model, just like his rival, Gray Fullbuster. Once the business is passed on to him, he'll use that to bring gray down. He'll definitely show him who's better between them.

As soon as he entered school, he headed straight to his locker and found his things already in there-just as what he expected. He grabbed his soccer ball and some other things inside, when a piece of sticky note caught his eye. He knew where this is from.

Dearest Lyon-sama,

Here are your things. Sorry if I haven't asked for your permission to bring them here because you were sleeping so soundly and I don't wish to disturb you. I'm in class until 4:30 pm. Please call me later so I can bring your things back home.

Sincerely yours,

Sherry

The note was from Sherry Blendy, Lyon's bestfriend since they were kids. She also acts as her errand girl, like the one who takes care of things for him.

He puts back the note in place then closes his locker door before heading off to Fiore Gakuen's Soccer Field.

Alzack Connell's Voice:

Monday, 4:07 am

A simple teenaged boy walked along the corridor of a small building. He stopped in front of a door with a sign 'Room 207' in it. He slipped the key in the silver doorknob and twisted it, opening the door to a low-budget apartment he is renting.

It's just a small one, yet enough for independent boy living alone. An all-in-one room. The kitchen, living room, bedroom, and even the washing area are all in one place. Only the bathroom has its own room. Of course.

The boy didn't even waste one second to rest. For him, each second is very crucial, and resting—which he would rather say slacking—was not even qualified for his time.

He threw the black vest from his hand to his bed, then untied the bow around his neck. He unbuttoned his white polo shirt and slipped it off his body. He held it up in front of him and examined the stains all over it. Damn, it would take a lot of time to make it look like new again.

As if a cue, he remembered everything from the incident earlier. It was a bad day for him at Club Magnolia, which is the place he works at, but he felt like it ws a lucky day for him. He gained a friend—or so he thought.

But still, feeling that he had the worst day, then someone helping you through it, that's an achievement for him.

He swore to himself that he would never forget that person, and that he would be forever grateful to him. That person, Loke Cross.

He knew Loke since the latter has been a regular in the club. But not only that, they also attends the same school, Fiore Gakuen. Loke was very popular there, especially to the girls. He is known to as the ultimate Casanova, while he, is an ultimate nobody.

His name is Alzack Connell. But he doubts anybody knew that. Except maybe for one. And that's the only thing he's proud of in his life: his girlfriend, Bisca Mulan. How he knew her, that's a different story.

It would take him days just describing how beautiful she is, and another week, for how much he loves her. But he can't. He can't tell anyone about them. About her.

He shrugged the thoughts of Loke and Bisca out of his mind. He needs to waste no time. Or else, he'll be late for school.

He took a quick shower and wore his school uniform fast, not even minding his dripping wet hair.

He took his brown backpack with his school things and put inside 2 sets of uniform: one for the convenience store; and another for his bartending job at Club Magnolia. These are his part-time jobs as a working student.

He needed to work so that he would be able to pay off his daily expenses, like rent and food. He didn't have any parents since he was five. They died of too much hard work, and no relatives wanted to take responsibility of him since they were poor too. Well, except for his grandma.

She took pity on him and she alone took care of him in spite of poverty. But she died five years ago, so he had to work and live for himself.

But these experiences built him, so he knew how to do a lot of things.

After making sure he is all set and ready to go, he locked and secured his apartment, grinning at the thought that it would take him another day to see his apartment again for ten minutes.

- Death Code Se7en Chapter Two / End –

Clovergiel: That's it, finally! I have revealed all my main characters for this story! XD

Gajeel: Hey, you! Stupid author! What a crappy fighting scene you have written for me! A dog can do better than that!

Clovergiel: *shaking* I-I'm s-so sorry! I'm n-not used to writing scenes like that. I-I'm r-really really sorry for that.

Gajeel: Tch. So lame.

Loke: Hey, Gajeel, don't be so mean to Clovergiel-chan. She already said sorry. And she's a woman you know.

Clovergiel: *eyes sparkling* Thank you for defending me Loke-kun. I love you with all of my heart. 33

Lyon: Hey, Clovergiel. That's not fair. You like Loke a lot, right? Wouldn't you give him more spotlight than the rest of us?

Clovergiel: Hey, that's not true! I'll be honest to say that I really like him, but you will all be treated fair in this story. I think I've given him a lot of spotlight with my other stories. But anyway, readers, there you have it! Now let's leave their meeting to Chapter 3: The Fated Meeting!

Alzack: That's right! How would all of us meet? I'm getting curious. Review, readers, okay?

Clovergiel: Yeah! Forget about that. Please Review!