Hello everyone! I have returned and brought with me chapter 14! I apologize for the long wait (school and stuff) , but hopefully this chapter is ok. Enjoy and let me know what you think!

Fairy tail and all characters belong to Hiro Mashima! :D

"They found me." She said in a quiet, shaky voice.

Levy gripped her seat tightly and she shook as the words she had just whispered echoed around her. "They found me…They found me…"

The fear was overwhelming and she was having trouble sorting through her memories. Flashes of blood seeped through her vision as the horrible scenes from her past started to unfold in her mind.

She avoided Gajeel's intense gaze and stared blankly at the performers downstairs, though the sounds didn't register in her head. Gathering as much courage as she could, she plunged into some of her earliest memories that she could remember and opened her mouth to speak.

"M...my parents died when I was about six years old. I hid, but even as I did, I could still hear everything." She shuddered when she remembered being shut away in a cupboard, and afterwards, the sound of bodies hitting the floor.

"I didn't want to leave because of...what I would see if I did." Levy gulped. "Soon, they found me and dragged me away. They didn't cover my eyes when I passed my parents..."

Levy paused to shudder. "So much blood…" The man beside her stiffened but said nothing.

"They took me to a place with high walls. There was barbed wire and cells everywhere. I was made to work with the other people and they chained us to our tools so we couldn't run. If we stopped, they would beat and starve us. They hardly ever fed me, so it didn't make much difference. That's why I'm so small."

From the corner of her eye, Levy could see the man beside her clenching and unclenching his fists in suppressed rage. She quickly moved to continue before he broke something.

"It continued like that for about twelve years before I got out in a riot. I was one of the smallest so I wouldn't be seen...at least I thought I wouldn't." Levy kept quiet about the smaller details.

"I made it back to my old house; it was abandoned and mostly looted, though I knew where my parents had kept the money. I didn't know that I had been followed." They found me…They always find me…"

"Before I could properly get everything and run, some people grabbed me and took me back. They wanted to make sure I wouldn't do it again..."

Levy managed to hold back a few tortured sobs, before she hitched up her skirt slightly to show the skin just above her knees. Long, wide, jagged scars covered the front of her upper and lower thighs, making the skin there look pink and raw. She heard Gajeel take in a sharp breath and she quickly covered up her legs again. "He's disgusted…Of course he is. They are horrible." She thought sadly.

"I managed to escape again a month ago. Walking was difficult but I still made it. Since then I have been travelling to get as far away as possible. I used the jewels my parents had hidden away to travel…and to buy books. I had wanted to go to Crocus, but because of some…train issues, I ended up here instead."

With a small nod, Levy leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling. She didn't want to look at Gajeel. "I understand if they want to kick me out. I'm not fussed." But even as she thought the words, she couldn't quite bring herself to agree with them.

"I should probably plan on booking a train ticket or something." She sighed and stood up to make her way past Gajeel, who was leaning over in his seat with his brows shadowing his eyes.

She gasped a little in surprise turned her head sharply when he grabbed her wrist firmly. He was now standing before her with a terrifying expression and she shrunk back with a small squeak.

"There's something else yer not telling me."

Levy cringed at the tone in his voice and furrowed her eyebrows. "G-Gajeel, I don't know what you're talking abou-"

"How? " He cut her off. "How exactly did you get out?"

"He realized " Levy thought before she hung her head, exhausted and defeated. Her wrist hung limply in Gajeel's hand and he loosened his grip a little.

She brought her free hand up to cover her eyes as she felt the tears well up and spill over her cheeks. The full trauma hit her and her legs shook as she fought to keep herself standing.

"I-I starved myself…both times. I stopped eating so I could fit between the bars of my cell." Levy felt Gajeel release her hand and she clenched both of them into fists in an attempt to regain control of herself.

When most of the shaking subsided, she looked up at the man before her. He looked absolutely furious and was emitting a dangerous, dark aura that made her tremble. "This…this is not good." She thought in fear.

"The guy we saw before. The one with the green hair…was he there?" It sounded like he could just barely get the words out from between his gritted teeth.

Levy gulped and nodded. "I saw him a couple of times…"

Gajeel suddenly took her arm and began to stride towards the stairs, pulling her along with him.

"Gajeel, what are you doing?!" She shrieked loudly. The music from the performance on the first floor of the big top had become louder, so she had to shout to get her voice to reach him.

"That bastard is in Phantom. We need to tell the old man." He said angrily.

"Phantom?!" Levy suddenly stopped dead and her eyes widened to stare straight ahead. "That's why it sounded so familiar. Gajeel…He was in Phantom too!"

She panicked and began to thrash and squirm in his grasp. "Don't touch me!" She shouted hysterically.

He quickly released his hold on her and cursed loudly. Levy stepped away from him and crossed her arms over her chest. She glared at Gajeel and made sure that he kept his distance.

"Stay away from me. You…you were with Phantom. You were with them." She said fearfully.

Gajeel's eyes widened as he seemed to realize what she had just said. He then narrowed them, shook his head and began to step towards her.

Levy's breathing quickened and she stepped back. "S-stop! Don't come near me!" Gajeel didn't listen and continued to walk forwards until she was backed into a wall. She looked around frantically, but the large man was blocking any form of escape.

"No…Not again…" Levy scrunched up her eyes. The feeling of rough hands on her shoulders had her turning her head away, expecting a blow.

"Levy…look at me."

The softer tone in his voice took her by surprise and she opened her eyes, though she was still too nervous to look directly at him. One of his hands then left her shoulder to hook under her chin, and he pulled her face around so that she was staring directly into his crimson eyes.

Levy bit her lip nervously and tried to move her head, but he tightened his grip on her chin, restricting her movements. She quickly began to think up possible escape routes, but stopped when she saw the look on his face. She furrowed her eyebrows at him in a small frown as she attempted to figure out the emotions in his expression.

She reflexively stiffened when he opened his mouth to speak. "Yea, I was in Phantom. But that was years ago, Levy. Three years I've been away from those ass-holes, and in all that time I was there, I had absolutely no fucking idea that this…thing where you were even existed. I swear to god that I aint lying."

Levy had nowhere else to look but at Gajeel. He stared right back, his eyes boring into hers and for once, his defenses were down. All of his emotions were visible on his face. "...He's telling the truth…" She blinked, causing a few more tears to leak out of her sore eyes and slide down her already damp cheeks.

She felt Gajeel release his other shoulder and move it to her chin. Soon, he was holding her face with both hands and she gasped when he began to run his thumbs over her cheeks, wiping away her tears.

His actions rendered her speechless and her mouth fell open in shock. Levy suddenly became very aware of his close proximity. She had no control over the red blush that covered her cheeks, nor the rapid increase in her heart rate. "Not the time for this!" She squealed internally.

Gajeel let a frown cross his features as he seemed to read their situation. He quickly released her, before stepping back, his defenses back in place. Levy shivered slightly at the lack of warmth, but didn't complain as it helped to lower the temperature of her face to a reasonable level.

"We need to tell them."

Levy snapped her head up to look at him. "No…Gajeel we can't!"

He turned towards her and lifted the corner of his lip in a snarl. "They need to know! We don't know what could happen; those shit heads might be searchin' for ya outside already!"

She swallowed at the idea, but refused to back down. "Not yet, wait till tomorrow at least." She pleaded.

The dark haired man huffed in annoyance and leaned his back against the railing with his arms crossed. "Fine." He said in a tired voice.

Levy sighed in relief. "I'm not ready for so many people to know. Not just yet."

"Well, I'm fuckin' tired so i'm going home. Ya coming?"

She had a feeling that her roommate would drag her home if she said no, so she just nodded and headed towards the stairs.

She could feel his presence behind her as she headed down the steps. The crowd in the big top was making a racket as the performance went on, making it easier for her and Gajeel to leave without being noticed.

Soon they were outside in the cool night air. Levy shivered as a cold wind swept at her bare arms and legs. "Autumn…damn it's cold." She thought as she folded her arms in an attempt to retain some warmth.

Gajeel, who was now standing beside her, didn't seem to notice the cold and walked on wards, keeping a sharp eye on his surroundings. When Levy slowly began to follow him back to the caravan, a huge yawn escaped her and she realized how tired she really was. All of that running and crying left her feeling exhausted. It was quite a lot for her small body to take all at once. She could feel the fatigue pulling at her eyelids and she began to stumble as she walked.

Levy didn't even flinch when she felt Gajeel's strong arms wrap around her small form and lift her. She relaxed next to the warm, solid shape and mumbled a few incoherent sentences in her sleep deprived state, before entwining her hands in the soft fabric of his shirt.

The steady rhythm of his heartbeat near her head and the rocking movement as he walked began to lull her into sleep.

"This feeling…is nice…"

…

Levy grinned happily as she turned the page of her book, completely absorbed in the story. The man and woman on the other side of the room glanced at their daughter and smiled, before turning back to flip the pages of their own books.

Her father stood up and stretched as he walked towards the large window that overlooked their front garden. Levy placed her book aside and skipped towards her mother, who grinned and opened her arms so that she could jump into them.

Just as she was about to leap into her embrace, a blinding light shone though the room and the window shattered, the force throwing her and her mother into the wall.

She could hardly see a thing through the smoke and shards of glass that cut her skin as she tried to stand up. Levy could hear her mother screaming to her father as he attempted to stand. He yelled for them to run.

Her mother grabbed her and ran. Levy struggled against her grip as she reached for her father, but lost sight of him when they disappeared down the hall.

Blood and tears blurred her vision as she was carried away. Another explosion rocked the house just before they could get outside and they were thrown to the ground. She covered her ears at the loud noises and her mother pulled her close before staggering into the nearest room, carrying Levy with her.

Once inside the room, her mother opened a closet and set her down inside. Levy squealed for her to stay and not leave her alone. The woman just smiled sadly and pulled her into a bone crushing hug. She kissed her on the forehead and stroked her cheek, whispering words in her ear, before stepping back and proceeded to close the door.

In the last ounce of light, Levy glimpsed her mother's expression full of agony and heart break before she was completely shrouded in darkness.

She huddled in one of the furthest corners of the closet and covered her ears in an attempt to block out the sounds outside. It didn't work. The sound of her mother and father's voices reached her and she could hear them begging their attackers for mercy and giving them false directions as to where she was hidden so that she could stay safe.

Then, there was the sound of a blade being drawn, followed by heavy thumps as something hit the ground. She winced and shrunk back against the wall, her body convulsing in uncontrollable shudders when she realized what must have happened.

Levy clutched her head and began to sob in pure agony. Time passed, she didn't know how long she had stayed in the closet, minutes? Hours? She didn't care. She didn't want to leave, knowing that she would see something horrible if she did.

The thought of having to sleep there had just crossed her mind, when creaking sounds outside made her stop completely.

Footsteps. They came closer and Levy held her breath. She hoped that they would pass by and that she would be left to herself again. But that was not to be.

The door was flung open and she twitched her eyes at the bright light. A large, dark figure towered over her and she squealed in fright.

The silhouette hunched down closer and a glinting grin settled on its shadowed face. It reached out a hand to grab her and pull her out of her hiding place. She clawed at it and thrashed in its grip, before she was thrown to the floor again.

Levy tried to stand, but slipped in something wet. She looked down at her hands. They were red. She followed the trail of red with her eyes until it stopped at something.

It was her parents. Levy scrambled away as far as she could before letting out a blood curdling scream.

...

"GYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Levy leaped off of the soft surface she had been lying on and flung herself to the corner of the room. She knelt against the wall and covered her head with her shaking hands. She was completely soaked with sweat, her vision blurred from crying.

"Oh god...oh god..." She whispered as she tried to get the vivid images out of her head. The room she was in was dark and she could hardly see a thing.

They weren't just dreams...they were memories that had come back to haunt her as she slept. She bit her lip and held back a sob at the thought. She remembered the dark figure with the horrible smile, as it reached its hand out to grab her and-

"What the fuck shrimp?!"

Gajeel's rough, familiar voice abruptly pulled her from her inner thoughts and she glanced around in the gloomy light to find him.

He was sitting up in his bed and staring at her, his expression contorted into one of disbelief. His hair was a crazy black mess and she could just make out dark smudges under his eyes from lack of sleep.

"I'm not alone." She thought in relief.

A sudden image of blood flitted across her eyes as she gave a panicked squeal, before covering her head with her arms and caving in on herself.

More images flashed by. She crawled forward and, not quite thinking straight, frantically scrambled to the other side of the room and jumped onto Gajeel's bed before wrapping her arms around his torso.

The man threw his arms up above his head and glared down at her in disbelief. "Levy?! What the fuck are ya doing?!" He yelled.

Levy found that she couldn't answer, partly because she was too scared to be alone again and partly because she was thoroughly mortified that she had just completely invaded her roommate's personal space.

"What the hell am I doing?!" She yelled inside her head.

While Levy mentally screamed at herself, she didn't notice that Gajeel had begun to recover a little from her actions. He slowly lowered his arms until they were resting at his sides and she glanced up at him.

His eyes were wide, but his mouth was quirked in amusement. When he spotted her looking at him, he raised a brow and gave her a fanged grin.

"Gihi, didn't know you were that desperate shrimp."

Her face burned and she scowled in embarrassment.

"I'm not desperate!" She shouted

She quickly unwrapped her arms from around his waist to give him some space.

He frowned at her. "What the hell was that about anyway?"

"I had a nightmare, that's all." She said dismissively.

Gajeel's frown deepened, but he nodded in understanding.

"So... why are ya on my bed?"

"...ah..."

"Gah, this just keeps getting worse!" Levy blushed again and stood up to move away from him.

She tried to change the subject. "What time is it?"

Gajeel pulled an annoyed expression before throwing his arm out to sloppily point at a clock on one of his shelves.

"Bloody six thirty in the morning. I was sleeping just fine too, until ya woke me up." He said grumpily.

Levy smiled apologetically, glancing at the shadows under his eyes "Now he's lying." She thought before speaking.

"Right...Sorry. Oh and what happened after I fell asleep?" She asked, noticing for the first time that she was still wearing her dress from the day before.

He shrugged and flopped his head on his pillow. "Carried ya back and put ya on your bed before I fell asleep on mine."

She nodded and proceeded to walk to her draws to get some clothes. She then strode into the bathroom to get ready for the day, smiling at the soft snores that had suddenly erupted from Gajeel's bed.

As she undressed, she glanced at the scars that criss-crossed her thighs. She had hoped that they would fade, but it didn't seem like it was going to happen as they were so large and deep.

Levy sighed and pulled on the change of clothes before exiting the bathroom, throwing her dirty laundry in a small basket beside her bed as she did so. She then began to rifle through her draws for a new head band. She found a green one with a black zigzag pattern which she wrapped around her hair, before walking towards the front door, grabbing one of her books on the way.

She was about to walk outside, when Gajeel's voice stopped her.

"What are ya doing?"

She turned to look at him and frowned. He was sitting on the end of his bed wearing a simple grey t-shirt and black jeans, along with his usual combat boots. "I thought you were sleeping?"

"You didn't answer my question." He said, avoiding hers.

"I'm going to find somewhere to read and I need to...think over some things."

One of his eyebrows shot up. "And ya plan on doing this alone? After you were seen by that ass-hole yesterday?"

"I can take care of myself..." She glared at him and placed a hand on her hip.

"I can handle being by myself just fine."

His eyebrows shot up at that. "Are you an idiot? They are looking for ya and being outside alone will make you a much easier target than you already are."

"What the...?! Are you saying I'm weak because I'm small? Is that it?" He had hit a nerve and she glared daggers at him.

He stood up and narrowed his eyes. "I wasn't saying that! Just because you're small doesn't mean yer weak. "

Levy kept the glare on her face. "Well I'm not staying shut in here. If I want to go outside, I will go outside." She said before promptly turning on her heel walking through the front door.

"Stupid Gajeel." She muttered as she stomped over the dead leaves that littered the ground.

Levy let her irritation simmer as she walked to nowhere. Gusts of wind blew around her face, but thankfully she had come outside prepared for the weather, in a white jacket and blue jeans.

"I'm fine by myself, I always was. He has no need to worry over me like a child!"

She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes widened, making her brows disappear into her hair line. "Worried?"

"Oi, bookworm!"

Levy whirled around in surprise. The wind whipped up her hair as she turned and she clutched her book tighter when she saw Gajeel. He had thrown on a black jacket and was striding towards her, with his hands in his pockets.

Her frustration almost completely melted away and she giggled when the wind blew his hair into his face. He pulled it away from his eyes in obvious frustration and scowled at her.

"That aint funny." He grumbled when he was a few feet away.

Levy managed to stifle her giggles enough to look at him without sputtering.

Gajeel let out a "tch" and walked so that he stood in front of her.

"You really are an idiot if ya think hanging around alone at a time like this is a good idea. Especially if there are people looking for ya." He said gruffly.

She sighed. "I know. I'm sorry that I overreacted."

He looked down at her and flicked her on the forehead. "Gajeel! That hurts!" She squealed and he chuckled before ruffling her hair.

"Why do you always do that?" She said in irritation.

Gajeel grinned and began to walk towards the big top. "Cos its fun." She ran to catch up to him and he shoved his hands back in his pockets.

"And the best thing is yer are too short to do anythin' about it!"

Levy looked up at him as they walked and grinned mischievously. "Right now, I don't need to."

He gave her a questioning look and just as he opened his mouth to speak, a large gust of wind blew his hair in his face again.

Levy laughed as he attempted to yank his spiky black locks away.

"Argh! " He yelled as it blew right back.

"Oh dear..." She thought as she started to take pity on him. She began to look around for some form of shelter. It was still early in the morning so hardly anyone apart from them was awake, meaning that most of the nearby stalls and tents were closed.

Her eyes soon landed on a tent that looked to be open and she grabbed Gajeel's hand before racing towards it, dragging the man behind her as he fought a losing battle with his own hair.

When they finally made it inside, Levy quickly released his hand and smiled at the sudden rise in temperature inside the empty tent. "Looks like we may get a storm later."

"God damned weather is pissing me off." Gajeel grumbled beside her. He had finally managed to free his face from his unruly hair and was now standing with his arms crossed in annoyance.

She raised a brow at him. "Why don't you just cut your hair?"

The man suddenly looked at her like she had slapped him in the face. "What the hell? Why would I do that?!"

Levy gulped. "He is more possessive over his hair than any girl."

"Well, then why don't you tie it up?"

He snorted. "Ya left so fast I didn't have time!"

They both became silent and her eyes widened. "He ran after me?!" Her cheeks heated up and she could almost swear she saw Gajeel's cheekbones turn pink.

He coughed and pulled something out of his pocket. "This is yours." He mumbled gruffly.

He thrust the object in her face and she caught it. When she saw what it was, she let her face light up in a huge smile and she turned the clean fabric over in her hands.

"My headband! Gajeel, when did you...? She looked up at him and he grinned awkwardly.

"Thought ya might want it back."

Levy beamed at him, and a thought occurred to her. "You can wear it!" She said loudly.

He jumped back and glared at her. "The hell are ya on about shrimp? I aint wearing that."

She pouted and waved the head band in front of him. "But then your hair won't be flying in your face!"

Gajeel folded his arms over his chest and frowned in thought before coming to a decision.

"Alright, but I don't wanna wear that one." Levy frowned at him and he smirked at her.

He then pointed at her head. "I wanna wear that one."

She reached up and touched the one that was holding her hear back. "Why this one?"

Gajeel huffed. "Because, the other one is girly and I like green."

"Darn, that's one of my favorites." Levy pouted again, but reluctantly reached up and tugged the green fabric out of her hair before giving it to Gajeel.

The man grinned and tied it around his head, over his hair line and she tied her own around her head.

She glanced at him and only just managed to hold back a gasp. "He looks really good in that...Ah! Why are you thinking that?!"

Shaking her head to get those thoughts out of her mind, she strode towards the exit and stepped outside. The wind was even stronger than before and it took effort for her to stay upright.

Levy felt a hand against her back pushing her forward. She turned her head enough to smile at Gajeel, who smirked back. His hair was now held away from his face by the headband and he seemed to like it.

He adjusted his arm so that it was around her shoulders and they both began to push forward through the strong gales towards the big top.

...

Levy burst into the big top with Gajeel and panted heavily. "That was a nightmare!" She thought as she clutched her book to her chest and shivered at the sudden temperature change.

With the wind pushing them in almost every direction, it had taken them much longer to get to the big top than usual. She was pretty sure that she would have been blown away if Gajeel hadn't been there to push her on.

"I don't think I'll be going outside any time soon." She said breathlessly.

Gajeel huffed in agreement and was about to reply when something caught his eye and he smirked.

Curious, Levy followed his gaze and wished she hadn't. Both of them were being stared at by everyone. And she could easily guess why.

They were both wearing headbands and Gajeel still had his arm around her shoulder.

"Oh crap..." She thought when she caught Lucy, Erza and Mira's sly grins. Jet and Droy were staring at her like fish out of water. Everyone else looked like they were enjoying seeing them in their uncomfortable and awkward situation.

Levy's face heated up and she slowly edged out from under Gajeel's arm. He glanced at her and shrugged before walking to the bar, motioning for her to follow.

She walked behind him sheepishly and took a seat beside him at the bar. They were soon approached by Mira who grinned at them mischievously from behind her hand.

"Oh crap..." Levy repeated internally when the woman opened her mouth to speak and she started to sweat nervously.

"So, what will it be?"

Gajeel, not noticing anything unusual, ordered his breakfast. Mira nodded then turned to her with a terrifying grin.

"Levy! What would you like?" The white haired woman asked with a little too much enthusiasm for her liking.

"Ah...hot chocolate please." She squeaked.

Mira waggled her eyebrows at her before turning away to get their orders.

"Oh god, these people don't know the meaning of the word privacy do they?" Levy asked before letting her head fall on the counter top.

Gajeel snorted beside her. "Ignore them; I do it all the time."

She sighed and opened her book to read but couldn't quite get into the story because of the feeling of being watched.

Slowly, she turned around and came face to face with Lucy. She yelped and jumped backwards at the unexpected closeness of the blonde.

"L-lucy! What are you doing?" She asked nervously.

Lucy clasped her shoulders tightly. "Us girls would like to have a discussion with you later Levy, if that's ok?"

"Rhetorical question..." "Ah, sure thing."

Her friend grinned and began to skip away. "Great Levy, see you later!"

She waved over her shoulder as she departed and Levy groaned before turning back to the bar to see Gajeel being bombarded with questions from Natsu and Grey, with Elfman shouting about manliness every once in a while.

Levy almost felt sorry for him, until he stood up and proceeded to throw each of them into a different wall.

She smirked when he sat back down to claim his breakfast which Mira had placed on the bar.

"So, what was that about ignoring them?"

"Shaddup." He muttered.

Soon after, Mira brought out her drink. She gulped it down surprisingly fast despite the heat.

Levy placed her mug on the table and sighed, before turning to look at Gajeel.

"Makarov should be coming soon. We should probably tell him when he arrives." The idea made her feel very uncomfortable, but she knew it had to be done. He needed to know.

"Hey, Gajeel."

The man turned towards her, a pierced eyebrow raised with a piece of bacon hanging out of his mouth.

She grimaced at the sight but leaned closer since she didn't want anyone to overhear.

"Uh...I was wondering, what we were going to do when master got here." She said quietly.

The man swallowed the rest of his bacon and also leaned forward. "Just tell him enough so he gets the idea. Ya don't have to say everything."

Levy frowned. She didn't think she would be able to handle telling another person just yet.

Gajeel seemed to understand her discomfort and leaned in further so that they were almost nose to nose. She widened her eyes but didn't move away.

"Ya want me to talk to him?" He asked.

"Too close, too close!" She thought, but she could only nod her head.

Gajeel returned the nod and leaned away to continue eating. She exhaled the breath she had been holding before realizing that the whole thing between her and Gajeel had been watched by the entire circus.

Her mouth fell open and her cheeks turned red at the sound of wolf whistles and cat calls from around the big top. The man beside her didn't seem to notice and she gaped. "How can he be so oblivious?! Or maybe he doesn't care?"

Levy's thoughts were interrupted when Makarov suddenly entered the big top wearing a rather ridiculous puffy orange jacket. She shared a glance with Gajeel and they both stood and walked towards the old man.

"Oye." Gajeel said as they approached him.

Makarov turned towards them and raised both eyebrows when he saw their headgear. Levy blushed again and avoided his gaze, but her roommate ignored him.

"We need a word."

The old man raised a brow but nodded. Gajeel turned towards her, his expression serious. She was feeling very uncomfortable now, and it seemed to show as his eyes widened.

"Ya don't have to say anythin' shrimp." He mumbled as he moved to walk past her.

"Thank god." Levy thought in relief and she walked back to the bar to read her book. As Gajeel and Makarov ascended the stairs, she opened her book and began to read, glad that someone else was there to explain things. "I would probably just break down again. Better to let the stronger ones handle it." She thought bitterly.

The sound of a commotion near the entrance then had her head snapping up. She looked around in confusion. "What the heck is happening now?"

Levy pushed a lock of hair behind her ear and walked over to the gathering crowd of circus members. She pushed past people so that she could see, and ended up standing next to Lucy, who was hugging Plue with a nervous frown on her face.

She turned her attention to the figure at the centre of it all and her eyes widened. "Mystogan?"

The man stood before them, his face barely covered with his usual disguise and his blue hair stiuck out messily from under his cap. He seemed to have abandoned the bandanna that was usually covering his face and his clothes were torn in places. What little skin she could see was purple with bruises.

The blue haired man seemed to stare directly at her as he spoke the next words loud and clear.

"We have company."

And thats it for chapter 14, will be back next time with chapter 15! :D I hope you guys liked it, please review and let me know what you think or if i made any mistakes!

Cheerio!