Hello! I will be away this week, but I'll try if I can publish a chapter or two! I hope you guys enjoy this story, because I do, heh. Oh, and by the way, I apologize if this chapter (and the other chapters) seems to have too little spaces between them, I'm still getting used to the format here. Enjoy! R&R!

The cool breeze blew on the unconscious figure's face, as if sensing the shivers the person did, the cool breeze passing by became warm.

But of course, the breeze can't sense a person's discomfort or anything like that. In fact, it was all because of the seemingly frozen figure standing a couple of miles away from her.

"This sensation.."

Irene looked around carefully.

"She's somewhere here."

Heine looks at their leader in surprise, "'She'? Who is this person you are talking about, Lady Eileen?" Juliet also nods in confusion.

Immediately, the high enchanter summons a giant eye up in the sky. The two recognized it as the Eye Magic of their leader, what they wanted to know is what bothered her.

Irene's real eyes, the pupils of which are turned into cross-shape like that of the one in the sky, widened as she saw a certain figure with the same scarlet hair like hers in the distance.

"Come! We must get to her as quickly as possible!" The racing of her heart didn't helped her as the apparent panic on her face displays itself.

"Lady Eileen.." Both the underlings shows great concern for their leader.

Irene then enchanted the two,which gave them the ability to fly, and immediately flew into the sky and located the woman she saw.

"It's true." She muttered to herself, not quite believing the sight she beheld. "But what happened to her..?"

The powerful enchantress was truly speechless, she never thought she could see her ever again. She could feel the tears welling up on her eyes but she paid them no mind. She's beautiful, breathtaking. Even in that state, Irene finds her stunning.

The redhead lying on the ruins of a structure was none other than, her Erza.

"Lady Eileen.." The two nearly mewled to their leader, for they can feel the fear creeping on their chest as they take in the sight of the enchanter.

Heine, having sensed that this person is quite significant, noticed her state and nudged her partner.

They shared a look and Juliet spoke up, "Lady Eileen.. She's quite... badly injured. I think Heine and I would help her. If that's okay to you?"

Irene broke from her trance and indeed noticed the pool of blood she's laying, which sent the unfamiliar feeling of fear to her stomach, nearly all ran to the mentioned mage.

Heine and Juliet stared awkwardly, then decided that they should build a shelter of sort for the unknown woman. And so the two left, leaving both the scarlet haired women.

"Erza," Irene whispered, caressing her cheek. "I never thought I'd ever see you again."

The latter then healed her injuries, starting with the deep wounds and then to the cuts. Her fists curled into balls as she thought of who might have done this to Erza. There was a thought that stand out, though, but she didn't acknowledged it fearing that it might be true.

She then carried her body and placed her down inside the tent her 'children' made.

She looked at them expectantly and mentioned for them to sat with her.

"Heine, Juliet. You may seem confused and I apologize for making you two concerned earlier. This is Erza Bel-" the enchantress stopped for a moment, to think if she still goes by the surname. "You shall address and treat her like you do with me, and protect her at any cost. I want you two to welcome her when she regains consciousness."

The two nodded, but then asked in sync.

"May I call her Lady Erza?" "May I call her Erza-sama?"

The former being Heine's and the latter being Juliet's.

And then Irene smiled a little, "You may do so, dears."

The two continued to wonder who may this Erza be, but they know in their hearts that she's related to their Lady. With those striking resemblance, anybody could mistook her for being the enchantress'-

With a gasp, they looked into each other, like a whole individual, then to the person laying on the blanket and then to their leader.

Their leader who in returned look at them with a knowing glint on her eyes.