Chapter 12
Levy opened her eyes that were shut from the wind. "I'm going to kill you!" Levy shouted as Pep smiled wiping his face off with his sleeve. "I don't think you'll have time to." He laughed as she barely missed kicking him he had teleported to the other side of the library.
Levy found herself so angry she didn't even have time to shout her incantations before her magic quickly appeared around her, surrounding the library with fire, a cage of 'iron' slowly surrounding Pep in some sort of cage as the fire danced around the cage. "I hope you cook!" she shouted tears streaming through her own eyes. At least this meant one thing, Gajeel was part of that group he was defiantly back now.
"Too bad for that...I'm sure it would've made a great meal, sculpture or something." Pep sighed standing beside her as she felt flame emerge onto her hand as she smacked Pep in the face. "Oh look you landed a hit." He sighed reaching for his face as he noticed it would possibly turn into a scar in several minutes.
"This is going to be so annoying!" Pep shouted kicking her as she felt herself slam into a shelf. "That really did hurt." Pep babbled heading for Levy's crumbled form on the floor as she struggled to push herself back up. The flames she had gathered herself burning the tips of her hair.
"Hey Pep, why do you hate me? I've never done anything to you." Levy mumbled as Pep reached for her hair thrusting her back up into a standing position. "I find you so annoying, so the truth is I like it when I see the tears come to your eyes. Also the reason Gajeel left, it must've been you when we couldn't find him it had to be your fault. I lost so much power." He sighed like it was an every day sentence.
"But that's alright; if he never gets you back he'll never leave us again right?" Pep assumed himself with the thought. "You're wrong, extremely wrong." She smiled "Why, how would you know that? Once part of a dark guild, forever part of a dark guild." Pep laughed. "People change. And I think Gajeel likes the way he has already changed." Levy smiled kicking Pep in the gut "Solid Script: Iron" Levy smiled thrusting the iron at Pep. "Almost" Pep smiled teleporting to on top of one of the bookshelves than quickly to the upstairs.
"You should be careful Levy, you might get burnt!" Pep laughed practically dancing around upstairs, he was playing...just playing! What an insult!
Levy found her words circulating quicker and quicker until the library was in absolute chaos. Flames poured out from the sides of the shelves, iron sculptures everywhere, even some of Pep's magic had blown up the books.
"I feel dizzy" Levy whispered after finally landing another hit on Pep's already burnt face, with his burnt exterior clothing, his cape had melted already piling somewhere amongst the books' ashes. "By the way Levy, the reason I wiped my face is my lipstick is extremely poisonous you wouldn't be able to feel it, but it's already circulating in your system." He was laughing, the reason he was laughing was because he knew he'd win the whole time even if he died she wouldn't have been able to figure out she was poisoned. "On top of that smoke inhalation?" he laughed reaching for the key around his neck, the library key, and leaving with one last simple 'click'.
"You coward!" Levy shouted before falling to the ground.
