Sitting at the bar, never too early for a daily afternoon drink. Slamming down the jug, waiting for the next round. The barmaid flirts her way back towards Gajeel with her sugaring smile, with another beer. That ombre hair falling against her front breasts, trying to seduce him by leaning on the bar, squeezing her arms together, for those surgery bags to pop out of her black top. Dazzling those red painted lips of hers. Gajeel, not feeling that strong urge as usual, satisfied from his morning dance. He just pisses her off, with a wave of his hand. Annoyed, the barmaid, strutting away. He was never one for second rounds with his one-night stands. That is all it is, a one-time fuck, just like this one.
Leaving his cheap run down pickup secluded bar. Walking down the rest of the run down street, does he look above to the grey-blue sky, reminiscing. 'Heh, fucking great.' Scoffing to himself. Pushing the memory aside, he continues to walk again.


"Crocus Mental Institute?" Lily looks away from the file towards Makarov confused.
"I know, Lily." Makarov returns the look. "Aguria Yukino of Division Sabertooth, has asked for help…"
"What, the cats too scared to search out a old building?" Snickered Natsu, with his well-known sly grin.
"Their noth'n but cubs… of course they be scared… Gihehe, bunch of pussies if ya ask me." Gajeel agrees, also smirking.
Groaning, Lily walks up behind Gajeel and Natsu. Smacking the back of their heads, like the children he sees them as for not listening.
"OI! WHAT WAS THAT FOR LIL'?" Roared Gajeel.
"YEA MAN. I ALREADY GET THAT SHIT FROM LUCE." Natsu yells.
"You too better shut it and listen." This time, Gajeel and Natsu knew that Lily is serious, with his tone and impassive look.
"Jeez, that's all you could of said, Lily." Natsu says under his breath. But knew they all heard.
Makarov waited until Lily had finished with these two until he continued again. "Aguria-san, has asked if we could help her find Eucliffe Sting Soutaicho and Cheney 'Rogue' Ryos Fukutaicho that had gone missing two nights ago." Makarov pinches his thumb and forefinger together above his nose bridge. Then looks up eyeing Gajeel, as if trying to search for something? "This isn't one of these usual random kidnappings or set ups. Because we would of already known by now and before you ask 'What is it then, Oldman'." Makarov looks at the both of them. "In all honesty, we have now idea, their objective was just to find out about unknown missing's happening in that building. Seems dumb enough teens or random sighters have not been seen again after they take step inside the place. No leads, no connections and no one leaves that site or any tunnel entry or exit ways to gain access inside or out. This just started out as rare missing reports, but lately the missing's gradually began to build. So Saber's Division was assigned, to simply have a walk through and investigate. They haven't returned, or have been picking up their phones, let alone the fact that it's disconnected." Makarov stops, letting it soak in and get them understanding. Satisfied he continues. "Before you call me a crazy Oldman, here me out…"
"Who said you weren't before ya say." Gajeel looks away from Makarov, knowing he would hear every word he says, but not going to look at him, groaning not towards his Soutaicho.
"Keep pushing it kid, I'll send you alone without hearing the rest…" Makarov raises a eye brow to him. Not hearing a thing, he continues, again. Scratching his beard, "Aguria-san told me that before the two had 'Investigated', they had spoken to the resident's closets around the abandoned site for more information. Skeptical as life can get, majority of the people consider that place haunted." Looking at the two, waiting for them to laugh or roll on the stomachs crying their words out or something? But then again…
"Why don'cha just burn the place down to find them?" Natsu suggested?
"Stupid Flame-brain." Gajeel shakes his head snickering.
"AS IF YOU GOT ANYTHING BETTER? MY IDEA SOUNDS MORE EFFECTIVE THEN WHAT YOU MIGHT THINK OF, METAL-HEAD." Natsu rages in confidence, raising his fist in triumph and his fire eye look.
"Tch, more effective a'ight, to make sure they definitely don't make it out alive." Gajeel say back. But before Natsu could say another, Lily speaks.
"So you want these two to go and investigate the place, Soutaicho."
"Hai, but to make sure these superstitious claims are right, I would call in Porlyusica but she and Wendy are busy at the Hospital. So I can't ask her even if she wasn't busy. Telling her to inspect this for supernatural causes, during Wendy's training, she wouldn't be so happy about it." Makarov smiles, while shaking his head. Gajeel and Natsu winced at the thought of seeing that crazy Oldhag again, feeling those distant long time broom stick bruises all over the sore body. "Sending you brats is more than I can offer, right now."
"Oldman, we're not a bunch of mutts to sniff out tha cubs and some dumb flying ghosts ." Gajeel interrupts, frowning his brow. "They be fine."
"Che, yeah. Unless you want Mermaid Heels Divisions Mikazuchi Fukutaicho, come raging hell because some idiot doesn't want to find his own sibling and friend?" Makarov sighs, mentally trying to forget the personal conversation he had, more like death sentence this morning.

Gajeel falls deep into thought, creasing his brows in frustration. 'Fucking kid. Just have to put yourself in this mess. Grrh, you and that pranc'n blonde betta be in piece. I'm not in tha mood for two bitching women, biting my ear off cause ya fucks lost ya dicks.' Groaning, he nods his head along with Natsu.

"Alright then, I'm assigning you two, hopefully along with…"
"Are you serious Gramps? Bad enough I have to go with Metalhead 'ere, but…" Natsu points his thumb towards Gajeel, angered about to yell again.
Dismissing Natsu's cry, "…Levy…"

It is then Natsu shuts up, surprised and confused, yet happy. But Gajeel stands off not caring at first and then uncertain about whom they speak of? The name, that name seems so familiar though?

"Really, Gramps?" Natsu's eyes twinkle with excitement. "Where is she, when did she come back? How long did you guys hold out without telling me?" Natsu pouts like a kid, folding his arms.
"Ah…well, about that?" Makarov scratches the back of his neck with a faint embarrassed smile. "See we haven't asked her yet…'sigh', actually I haven't seen her since Phantom, by the time that all ended, some of you brats were graduating high school. Then majority of uses separated, but she seemed to disappear. Luckily we had Mest, Lucy and Juvia track her down and left to talk to her. Since then she's been living in Era. Well that's all that we know, for now. A location of where she lives." A soft sadness seeps through Makarov and Natsu.

Then suddenly, listening so carefully as Makarov spoke of this 'Levy'. A horrid memory sparks through his forgotten mind. Like a drop of emotions hammer onto Gajeel's chest, racing heartbeat, sweating images, cursed pleads. Small frail bluenette, tatter and stained in mixed fluids, pinned onto an oak tree. Shaking the paining regretful past, Gajeel feels Lily's eyes on him. Asking if he's alright, nodding his head he focuses back to Makarovs statement. Her… why her? ' How could the Oldman trust that Shrimp around him. He'd be the last person to be within her presences. Better yet, fuck it, call that crazy Oldhag back up and ask for her. Rather take the beat'n of her broom, than face small blue again.' Gajeel just couldn't handle being around her now or better yet see what he had broken. Who cares if that was years ago, shit, no-one wants to face that kind of history, no matter the time. He was never one to regret his past troubles, not even atone for them either. But this one, fuck, this small frail person, makes him feel like he just wants to die in a hole.

To think the alcohol would make him forget that one more time.


"Juvia is not really sure if she should be here with Love Rival and Mest-san right now?" The uncertain Bluenette says.
"That happened a long time ago Juvia, don't worry. And stop calling me Love Rival." A blonde sighs, though with hope about their arrival.
"Hai, Lucy-san is right Juvia-san, we must be confident in order to convince Levy-san to help. Especially if Soutaicho has asked us formally to see her." Mature man with raven short cut hair and scars going down crisscross on his eye.
Sighing, the Bluenette, "Hai, Mest-san. Juvia should beg for Levy-san for forgiveness." Juvia sorrows.
"I'm sure she will forgive you Juvia. Levy-chan has always been forgiving and caring. I'm just more or less worried for some other things?" Lucy knits her brows together, truthfully uncertain, looking out the morning sun, beaming through the out dated apartment building in need of renovations and fashion outlet. Sounds of different voices echo out, morning arguments, closed talks and faint echoed sobbing. Walking up the stairs of the building address, coming closer to the written door number. The anticipation, happiness and shaken emotion fill through both Lucy and Juvia, whilst Mest confidently steps to.


A feeling of new arrives coursed through Levy like any other sense she had, had in life. Like something familiar was to welcome itself again.
Running around the apartment, fiddling with a lunch box and trying to find a headband. Placing the last of food inside the little princess box, shoving the box in its matching bag. Levy move to the counter, searching for the missing headband. After a minute search, sticking out from under a three stack of Fairy Tale books inside the one apartment room, is a scrunched blue headband lays. Racing towards the head piece, she slips before she could touch the tip of at least the book cover. Landing face down onto the ground. Dizzy from the fall, a figure stands just out of the bedroom door from the corner of her eye.

"I've found your headband." Levy faintly smiles sitting up pushing her bangs away, waiting for her sight to unblur. But the figure says nothing, confusing Levy, waiting for the usual response or gleeful jump. "Baby? Metalicana?" Raising her voice a little more to make sure she could be heard clearly.
"Hai, Kaa-san?" A adoring yell from inside the bathroom responses. Slowly her sight becomes clearer, eyes widen. Standing at the door was a little body probably around Eight years, a un-living. Dark-chocolate shoulder length hair covering its face, dirty and grimy limbs in muck with a sack bag like clothing.

Heart racing, Levy looks towards the bathroom door, about to stand and run in. If only she wasn't pinned. Small finger tips touch her stomach, looking at the cause of touch. Being face to face with the un-living, seeing no features on the face, but pale skin, out lined nose, eye sockets, cheek bones and chin behind the brunette. The fingertips then begin to claw through Levy's stomach, making it hard for her to scream as she is bounded without voice. Deeper and deeper the elbow reaches. Levy's eyes begin to red with crying pain, struggling to remove the arm. The face moves closer, mouthless to her ear. No breaths heard, whispers…

"Kaa-san."

Screaming to be let free, Levy feels the strength to move her arms. Pushing with full force. She pushes the figure across the wall with a wailing scream of no. Not knowing that what she had brutally pushed was a living four year old, crying in pain from her impact. After hearing the cry, Levy's eyes adjust to what is in front of her. Blinking her eyes to see a small dark-purpled haired child wincing in pain, holding her right shoulder.

Eye's widening in un-belief. Levy races towards the small child, cradling her small form. Rocking her back and forth, rubbing the child's sore shoulder without trying to making it worse, Apologising with a tearful voice.

"Gomen'ne, Baby. 'sobs' Gomen'ne, gomen'ne,gomen'ne…" Levy repeats, crying. "Kaa-san didn't mean to do that to you." Levy holds the child's face in her hands, look her straight in those golden ringlet red, black slit glossy eyes. The child's face pink with tears sliding down her cheeks, nose red with dribbled snot and trembling lips. Levy wipes the tears threating to fall again, and then cradles the back of her head, leaning forward to hold her tight. "Gomen'nasai, Baby." Levy sniffs her sobs away.

For a few more seconds they both try to steady their cries. The toddler lifts her head off Levy, her fingers towards Levy's face wiping the guilty tears away, "It's a'ight, Kaa-san." The little one smiles with her red puffy eyes and snotty nose, with her slang attitude in her voice. "The walker did it to ya again." Her eyes bore into Levy's golden ringlet, hazel eyes understanding.
Kissing the toddler's forehead, a last tear gliding down. "Gomen'ne, my baby. I hope I didn't harm you?" Levy worries, inspecting the shoulder. A small red, purple mark forms, hopefully not a bruise.
"Are you a'ight, Kaa-san?" The toddler frowns her eyebrows, looking down at Levy's stomach area. Touching it. Levy flinches a little, looking down, watching as the four year old copies, lifting the shirt to see a large bruise on the flat smooth surface of the stomach, with its old shaped scar. Levy frowns, from its memory. She claps her hands gently around smaller ones, giving the child her 'fine' smile.

"Come on, let's get you done for day-care, hm?" Levy brightens a wide smile.
"Hai!" The child reflects the same smile as her mothers. "Gihehe." Yet, her laugh and attitude is her fathers. But Levy continues to smile throughout.

Suddenly the door knocks, catching the two females attention. 'Hopefully it's not the neighbours?' Levy worries for the slight loud commotion.

Levy stands, "Go wash your face, Baby Girl and I'll go see who's at the door then we go, okay?" Walking towards the entrance door, wiping her eyes and cheeks. The toddler nods her head, walking back to the bathroom.

Opening the door, Levy was not prepared for this, eyes wide.

"LEVY-CHAN!" A blonde jumps towards Levy with a wail of happiness. Crushing the Bluenette with her now caged arms.