Author note: Sorry for the long wait I've had this chapter written for a while but I wasn't happy with it like at all. But I pretty much scraped it, started over, and I'm much happier with it. I hope you guys enjoy it and things are starting to get a move on. I hope to have the next chapter up as soon as possible. Hopefully some time next week :) Enjoy the chapter

Mirajane woke up from the light shining in her and yawned. She stretched sitting up rubbing her eyes. When she finally got her bearings she noticed Laxus was doing sit ups on the ground. She gave him a curious look and cleared her throat to get his attention. He stopped counting twisting to look over at her. He rested one arm on his knee in a laid back positon. The lightning dragon slayer was lounging on the floor looking at the take over mage with a look she was sure she was misinterpreting. She blushed slightly noticing the sweat running down his chest. His very tattooed muscular chest and damn it she shouldn't be thinking lewd thoughts about her mission partner.

He raised a brow at her. "Mornin' sleepy head," she raised her hands to her hair noticing how messy it was. She quickly tried to tame the wild mane of hair only succeeding slightly giving up after a minute. Why was she trying to look good for him anyway?

Laxus gave her an odd look, Mira was oddly flustered this morning. Was it because he was working out? Laxus decided to try something. He got up from his spot on the floor, she looked up at his movement, and he sauntered over to her bed sitting down next to her. Her fair skin hid nothing from his eyes. He noticed her flush darken and her eyes grew slightly at his bold move. He smirked at that. So he was the reason she was so rattled, interesting. He could use this information to his advantage.

"I'm just gonna go take a shower now," Mira leaped from her bed bolting for the bathroom. While there she observed herself in the mirror noticing how red her face was and touched a hand to her heart. It was beating much faster than Mira would have liked. Two could play this game Laxus, she thought and she'd be damned if she didn't win. As she showered she thought of her game plan both for the enemy and against Laxus.

When she stepped out the shower into the bedroom she noticed Laxus was gone. That was odd he hadn't left her side since the beginning of this mission. While she got dressed she looked over to notice a note on the table. She picked it up, I'll be in the hotel library when you're ready to go. Straight to the point as per usual Laxus manner, she only sighed and finished getting dressed.

The white haired mage walked down to the lobby and asked the clerk where the library was to be directed towards the back of the hotel. She opened the large double doors and was instantly hit with the smell of musty books. She smiled the only places in the world you could get that smell was libraries, bookstores, and Levy's room. She looked around the room trying to find the blonde man. Mira only spotted a couple in the back corner giggling at the book they were reading together. Walking farther into the room she scanned in between the rows of shelves for the man, finding nothing. After all seemed lost she spotted an interesting colored book standing out among the others on a shelf. The cover was the same color as the magic the woman was using. Mira read the spine, Tribus Prohibitium Tractatori. She picked up the book. Well this may have something she could use.

She sat down at a table and began reading the book. At least she would have if she wasn't interrupted by someone tapping her shoulder. Mira looked over to see a man she has never seen before. He had dark greasy hair and a thin frame. The take over mage noticed the magazine in his hand, Sorcerer Weekly, she tried to give him the most pleasant smile she could. Another fan but now really wasn't the time for that, but then again she couldn't be mean to a fan to save her life.

"You're Mirajane Strauss! I can't believe you're here in our little town. I'm such a big fan. Man my buddies are never going to believe I met The Mirajane! I'm so lucky I brought my magazine with me today. Could you please sign it for me!?" He looked so eager and happy to meet her she didn't have the heart to tell him she was busy.

"Do you have a pen?" She was too nice.

"No," he instantly drooped over in devastation then perked up just as quickly, "But the hotel lobby must have one!" He grabbed her wrist dragging her after him. Now she was starting to get annoyed. It was one thing to be an overzealous fan and a whole other thing to grab her without invitation. She was about to tell him such when they reached the lobby. He instantly dropped her hand walking toward the receptionist. Mira massaged her wrist giving the boy a dirty look. When he looked back at her he noticed the look instantly shrinking into himself. She sighed trying to compose herself. He was just excited let's give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Where would you like me to sign?" She held her hand out for the pen and magazine. He smiled brightly at her handing them over practically running to her side, and jumping for joy when she started to sign her picture on the cover. She looked at the receptionist who gave her a knowing smile and continued her work behind the desk. "What's your name?"

"Kazuya! With a K," his bright red eyes shone brightly at her showing his enthusiasm at meeting a model. She only smiled in response not really in the mood for the publicity but she would always make Fairy Tail look good. When she was finished with a generic autograph she handed it back to the boy.

"Thank you so much Mira you don't know how much this means to me," His smiled changed from kindhearted to wicked causing Mira's heart to jump in her chest. She looked over to see the receptionist was slumped over the desk. How did he do that standing in front of her? She knew for a fact that woman was okay when he walked over to her. He grabbed her wrist again squeezing harder than he had earlier. "I don't know how to thank your kindness. Perhaps brining you to father will work! He'll be so pleased to have the autograph and the original." Mira felt her throat constrict in worry. She pulled as hard as she could but his grip was relentless. Then she saw his magic build up.

She tried to transform to her Satan Soul but he was absorbing her magic as she did. His eyes grew glassy and his hair lost the black sheen to an orange glow still just as greasy. The man started swaying on his feet looking slightly drunk. Was his magic the cause of the change? She saw his hand start to shake then she felt the pulse wave go through her body. Mira instantly felt all her muscles lock into place. She couldn't move, and then the pain hit her. It consumed her whole, becoming the only thing she knew.