(A/N) LOL I LIED! So, I was going to update a week ago as promised, but half way through my writing my computer shut down and I lost everything. I tried again and the same thing happened. So I got pissed and raged quit.

Last Time:

I heard the window open and saw his silhouette perched on the bottom frame.

"Thanks for the secrets Simon." Soon after, I heard Krackles footsteps on the pavement outside, running towards the train station.

xoxoxo

I'm pretty sure Krackle lied when he said 'The Juniorship Five' would be a challenge. With the help of Liam's hand cuffs, (which are anti-magic by the way, I think he held back on me when we fought a while ago...) We had four of them rounded up quickly. Currently, Simon and Devan took watch over the four a little ways down the tunnel while Liam and I searched for the fifth. Not for the first time I covered my nose as we walked past a decaying corpse. "We must be getting close." Liam grunted. Okay, I'll admit. If we didn't have Liam, it would have been ten times harder gathering 'The Juniorship Five'. They managed to land a few hits on each of us. The wounds were minor but Simon did have one wound that would leave a scar. Mostly, they were just annoying. At first I was surprised to see 'The Juniorship Five' were just eight year old kids. I hesitated before attacking and that's what got me the blister on my back. After walking a ways down the tunnel, my thoughts wandered to the upcoming baby... I had a feeling it would be a boy. Mom's really excited. Whenever I look at her I see a glimmer of hope for the future baby.

"What are you smiling about?" Liam asked.

"I'm thinking about mom being pregnant."

He stayed quite.

"Liam? Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just tired." Tired?! We just started the mission!

"What?! What time did you go to sleep last night?"

He stayed quite.

"I can't believe you!" I huffed out in frustration.

"It's not for you to worry about! Anyways, let's keep going I think I picked up on his scent."

Now that he said it, I realized we were following the familiar scent of death. It creeped me out to think how many people 'The Juniorship Five' have killed just by guarding the tunnel. And they were only kids...

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The fifth one put up a good fight. At first he seemed surprised we got through the other four, but then he got super pissed. He kept muttering, "Mother's gonna hear about this..." or "Papa's gonna kill you..." Like he already knew he lost but he wouldn't make it easy. Plus, I don't care about his parents! I don't even know who they were! Eventually we put him down and brought him back to the others.

A bright light engulfed the five as we forced them to hold hands. I looked away in pain, and when I looked back, they were gone.

"It reminds me of... The spirits..." I muttered.

"Well whatever, let's get to the end of the tunnel." Deven said, unamused.

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We reached the end minutes later. A rusty ladder led up to a trap door above us. I knew above us laid the office of the (probably dead) principle. Unless Krackle was lying.

"Okay so Devan and I will go after the sunnies or whatever they're called and you guys go after the big shots. I trust you guys as a team. You guys work best together in battles and nows the time to test my theory." Simon planned directed towards Liam and I.

I kept a strait face and nodded.

"Since none of us know our way around the academy very well, my suggestion would be to take out a few guards quietly and keep one to interrogate the location. There will be cameras around the academy so be swift with every movement and plan carefully." Simon instructed.

"Ladies first." Deven muttered.

I sighed but carefully made my way up the worn ladder.

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The academy was styled victorian... But under all the decoration I could see how it used to be an asylum. Dirt rusted the corners of intersected walls, carpet was obviously laid over top the ghost like floors of the old asylum, and windows fogged over as if the spirits of the lost crazed souls had made home in between the panes. An old wooden framed picture of a woman in a victorian styled dress with a hairdo the size of a mountain was hung beside the window, and bookcases lined the walls. The golden tag on the desk read: "Dr. Fredrick Rubinson." But of course, blood stained the leather chair behind the desk along with the window. Just the usual murderous feel added to the office.

From there, we split up. Liam and I jogged stealthily down a random hallway looking for a small group of guards. Not long after we left the office, we heard male voices coming up off the next right. We stilled and listened.

"Man I could really use a drink, I've been up all night!"

"Yeah well you know what they say, you must choose between sleep, or pleasure."

"Yeah well sleep is pleasure too."

Before I could barf, I took action.

"TWIN BLADES OF GEMINI!" I shouted

Two silver blades appeared in my hands as I lunged at the nearest guard. I held the cold daggers to his throat, threatening him to move as I let Liam knock out the other.

"Wheres the dungeons?" I growled out.

"I-I'll take you!"

"No. I'm not as stupid as you. You're going to tell me, now. Or else I'll slit your throat." Liam watched me with intense concentration that made me want to hide. He probably doesn't recognize me. During my battle strategy training with Gemini, I was taught how I could change my personality to trick different kinds of enemies. I would never kill anyone unless I was protecting myself. But the man I was holding didn't have to know that. I could put on any kind of mask I wanted.

"How do I know your not gonna kill me anyways?"

"You don't."

"In the East wing of the building! Theres a sign that will tell you where the basement stairs are! Follow those stairs and you'll find it! We're in the West wing now so you have to go that way!" He pointed to where it was before I knocked him out.

"Liam, cuff them and we'll drag them into that closet over there." I said pointing to a door about five feet away.

"What the hell was that?" His face contorted with worry.

"Don't worry about it, just an extra skill. Let's get going." As helpful as the skill was... It never helped me all those years ago... In fact nothing had.

After dragging the men into the closet, I kneeled in front of the two passed out men while I duct taped there mouths. Liam was a few steps outside keeping watch. These disgusting pigs had hurt who knows how many women. They think women are weak, only used for one purpose. Just by looking at there sleeping faces, I slowly was beginning to lose faith in all men. If I wasn't a member of Fairy Tail, I would have lost my faith a long time ago. Suddenly, Liam stumbled in the small janitors closet, closing the door behind him.

"What are you doing?" I asked surprised.

"I can hear guards coming, they know we're here. Either they saw us, or they saw-"

"Simon and Devan... Shit."

Soon after, we heard the footsteps approaching the closet.

Liam clamped a hand over my mouth, while he breathed rapidly into my neck... I shivered.

My back was pressed against the wall, I was aware of the sleeping guards in the closet but at the moment, my mind was only filled with thoughts of Liam. His body pressed against mine, his sweet smelling hand, his labored breaths against my skin... It was becoming to much. My dragon senses were about to take over. I could feel my own heat radiating off my body, my own breathing picking up as his scent filled my lungs, just as the scales were forming along my neck, Liam pulled away.

"It's clear. They're gone. We need to move."

I leaned my head against the wall, trying to calm myself down.

"You ok?" Liam worriedly put a hand on my shoulder but I flinched away.

I couldn't believe it.

How could I have let myself get so distracted by something so simple?

I'm on a mission, innocent girls are waiting for me to save them and I just about jumped on Liam.

Unforgivable. I can't let this happen again.

Liam and I continued on our way, down to the East wing. We were going to get those girls back.

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(A/N) This was so hard to write omfg please forgive me if it's not that good... Sorry!