Levy: Silver-chan does not own Fairy tail!

(Genesis pov)

"She did what?!" Master Tenji screeched, shaking everything in the room.

I was currently on the floor, arms crossed behind my head with his tennis racket sized foot on my sexy, muscular chest.

I shrugged nonchalantly, (which was not an easy task). "Yeah. Darcy-sa—I mean Darcy, told the guild most of my plan. It's no big deal, they have no clue when I'll strike. So, don't get you panties in a twist."

I blinked as a horrendous image entered my mind.

I raised my head ever so slightly to meet his mossy gaze. "You don't actually wear panties, do you?"

Tenji lifted up his tree stump of a leg and crashed his foot down hard on my chest. I shuddered, digging my nails into the floor.

With some 'help' from a healing mage, I just recovered from his past wounds. I didn't need new ones.

"This isn't a time for games, Genesis! You do realize we are working for the most dangerous dark wizard that has ever lived! I don't need your idiocy ruining this plan. If we succeed, Lord Zeref will grant us whatever we desire," Tenji's eyes twinkled in selfish greed. His whole body reacted whenever Zeref was mentioned in a joyous fear.

I narrowed my eyes, sneering just enough that he wouldn't notice from so high up. Master or not, I hated this man with every fiber of my cold, psychotic being. "What was that? Last I checked, this 'idiotic mage' was the greatest assassin in Fiore and your only S-class mage. Keep treating me like trash and I just might not help you." I was obviously kidding, like hell I would want to defy Zeref. I just really wanted him to admit that he really does need my help.

And that isn't exactly what happened.

Master Tenji was probably fuming red, but I couldn't see it behind the blood that always painted his face. He slammed his foot down three times harder than before, leading me to sink into the stone floor. When he noticed I didn't scream or shout, he grinned a sickly grin. He dug the ball of his foot deep into my stomach and buried his toe nails into my ribs.

"ARGH!" I cried as I coughed out blood. Blood trickled down my lip down to my no longer swollen neck. I clawed at his ankle that was bigger than a cantaloupe in a feeble attempt to remove his foot from my screaming torso.

Tenji seemed greatly amused by my pain. "Oh, Genesis. You should learn to respect your elders."

Despite my pain, I laughed. Throwing my head back, I continued to laugh until my eyes watered. "Haha. You just called yourself old!"

He stomped down repeatedly, ripping me from my laughter. With each stomp he grew more elated, and I in more pain. "You are an immature child. It is a shame to the entire guild that you are the better mage here," he said emotionless as he continued to crush me into the stone. He sighed. "Whatever. Enough of this petty fight. We need to talk about the mission."

It's not a fight if one of the people is winning and one is being stepped on by a gay tyrant! I mentally growled at him since my lungs currently weren't working.

He removed his foot excruciatingly slowly, taking his dear time.

Once my chest was cleared, I wrapped my arms tightly around my aching torso, inhaling deep breaths.

"Don't be so weak! Get up and speak!" my Master ordered.

I gave a raspy growl, tangling my nails into the fabric of my red hoodie (that goes perfectly with my eyes). With shaky legs, I managed to haul myself up.

Not meeting his eyes, I crawled over to a leather couch to the right of the room. I flopped down, rearranging myself so I could face him. With one arm still wrapped around myself, I mumbled "Yes…Master…what do…you want to….know?" Not that I wanted to actually tell the bastard anything.

He nodded, strolling behind his desk and taking a seat in the wyvern scale chair. Tenji placed his big, hairy, meaty arms on the desk. "You said the girl you spelled told Fairy tail of the plan, how did you deal with that? I mean, we can't have some brat spilling everything."

I took a deep shaky breath, relaxing into the couch. "She didn't know everything, but she knew enough. She disobeyed me and I put her in one of my pain inducing spells. If I killed her on Fairy tail grounds the magic council would have my ass. I overheard them saying 'Genesis must be stopped…blah…blah…killing mages is illegal.'" I seethed.

Tenji sweat dropped. "Genesis….killing in general is illegal."

My eyes grew wide and I gaped. "Why? What? Since when?"

"Always..."

"Huh. That explains a lot." I shrugged. "Illegal or not, I'm still gonna' do it. I kill mages all the time that belong to guilds; however, they never knew it was me, and that made it easy to kill. Fairy tail knows me, is expecting me. I hate to admit it, but as one, they are dangerous."

Tenji looked ready to slap me. "I don't care. You know your objective: Capture the Dragon Slayers and bring them to Lord Zeref's temporary castle."

I rolled my eyes. This was about the tenth time I've been told this. "Whatever. Capture a bunch of 1st gens. I got it."

"Actually, you are supposed to retrieve three 3rd gens, one 2nd gen, and four 1st gens. You must accomplish this within the next two weeks, the time has been extended. You may cause harm if necessary, but not one should be killed. Also, you need to keep an eye on the girl you spelled to make sure she doesn't spill anything else if she were to be able. The dragons are strong and obtain some of the strongest magic in Fiore. They have instincts of an actual dragon, which also gives them weaknesses. I would get your research done, imbecile."

I HATE MY LIFE!

"Okay," I said nonchalantly. Inside, I continued to rage and jab daggers into my Master. Stupid ugly, bastard! Go die! Actually, don't. I WANNA KILL YOU MYSELF!

I closed my eyes, ignoring the bastard ape in front of me and started thinking. I thought I might as well get started on a plan. How am I gonna' get eight Dragon Slayers in one location? Going to their guild would be suicide. Heck, even meeting one face to face would be suicide.

I groaned, rubbing circles on my torso. I could posses their bodies and force them to come with me to the castle, but I still need to find a way to meet one and not have them rip me to shreds before I can cast the spell.

For some reason I was no longer in the guild and was walking down the sunny streets of Magnolia. Luckily my un-aware self had grabbed my black cloak off the coat rack in the guild. I buttoned it around my neck and threw up the hood. My mind was whirring with ideas. What are the weaknesses of a Dragon Slayer? I ran a list of things I've read and observed about Dragon Slayers.

1. Enhanced hearing

2. Transportation

3. Sense of smell

4. Transportation

5. Mating season… Was that a myth? Probably not.

6. Transportation

None of them really stuck out.

I scratched the back of my neck through the black silk fabric. What is a good way to gather a herd of dragons to a certain area? I made another mental list of things I believed Dragon Slayers to be drawn to.

1. Food

2. A certain smell

3. Not transportation

4. Their friends

5. Dragons or other Dragon Slayers

I grew so frustrated that I punched the nearest thing to me. Which happened to be a window. The glass shattered everywhere and people jumped back, startled. It was the window of a shop.

Then, who I guess, was the owner of the shop, ran out. "Hey! You! What did you do to my window?" he shouted, running to block my path.

"I broke it. What the hell does it look like? Problem?" I asked, shadowing my face behind the hood.

The old man pushed his glasses up his nose and twitched his bushy white eyebrows. "You bet I got a problem! If you don't pay for my window, I'm going to-"

"To what?" My voice was cold and curious. My red eyes flashed and the man took a step back. His angered face was wavering now.

"I'm g-going to call the Rune Knights."

I clucked my tongue, shaking my head. "Oh no, no, no. We can't have that. I have a better idea." I raised my palm, summoning a gray wisp. "Thieves' Magic: Possession!"

The man shook as the gray ball rocketed into his chest. "W-what did you-?"

I smiled big, though I knew he couldn't see it. Ignoring him, I bent over and picked up a long, sharp shard of glass. I held it out flat on my palm. "Take it and stab yourself."

The man's hands shook as he reached for the glass. His eyes grew wild and panicked. "No! No! Stop!" His hands slid around the shard. "Please! I have a family!" The glass was now positioned right in the center of his wrinkled forehead.

My smile faded. I absolutely hated when people said that before I killed them. "Maybe I did too."

Then he drove the glass through.

(Gray pov)

"When does this damn thing end?!" I yelled, letting my pointless exclaim echo through the miles of walls.

I sighed, continuing to walk down the path. Behind me, Lissa yawned. We've been walking for what I think was around three hours, met twelve dead ends, and so far no monsters.

"Gray?"

"Yeah," I said, turning to face the messy blonde. Lissa has been treating me differently since I told her the story of Ur and Lyon last night. Not kind, but she hasn't called me pervert once.

"What do you think is happening at the guild?" she asked in an emotionless voice.

I think I liked her bitchy personality better than this one.

"Don't know," I replied honestly. "Natsu is probably laughing his ass off about shoving us down here." Bastard! I'll kick his ass when we get out!

We walked another twenty minutes in silence, neither of us bothered by the lack of conversation. Our footsteps sloshed against the smooth stone floor. I tugged my jacket tighter around myself, trying not to bother Lissa with my, per say, lack of attire. I've accidentally stripped about five times since we woke up this morning, and every time she would storm ahead, giving me this look. I sighed. My stomach growled loudly and I groaned. I was so freaking hungry. Being in a damn hole doesn't give you very many food options.

Another half hour flew by and the silence was finally starting to bug me. I would start a conversation, but Lissa doesn't seem like a talker, at least to me.

A screeching creek granted my wish. I tensed, feeling all the hairs on my arms stand up. The noise echoed through the labyrinth, giving no clear indication of which direction it came from.

I slowed my pace, placing my fist in my palm to summon my 'Ice Make Magic' is necessary. Lissa fully stopped. "What was that?"

I kept my eyes ahead. "No idea. Come on."

We continued forward cautiously, ears searching for any small noise. My eyes kept flicking around every time we turned down a new path. (Not that I could actually see over the colossal walls.)

I went around the next corner and stopped. Lissa, who was behind me, bumped right into me. "Ow! Gray what the-?"

I shushed her, holding up a hand. Dead ahead were three passages blanketed in darkness. Not a sliver of light shone down any of the paths. I felt Lissa shudder beside me, but brushed it away.

"Which one do we take?" asked more to myself than Lissa.

She took a step back, shaking. "None of them! I'm not going in there. It's way too dark."

I gave her a look. "Do not tell me you are scared of the dark."

Lissa frowned, clasping her hands in front of her chest. "N-no way! I-I just don't want to get lost."

"Don't worry, I'll be with you," I said calmly.

"That doesn't reassure me in the slightest."

I narrowed my eyes. Why is she such a bitch?! Oh Mavis….if I die in here I'm blaming her…or Natsu. Probably Natsu.

"You know, I would expect you to be the slightest bit less defensive around me after I told you my story," I said in an annoyed whisper.

The blonde looked away from my, furrowing her brow. She seemed to be weighing down what I just said. "I'm not responding to that."

I mentally threw up my arms and growled. "Whatever. Let's go."

"I said I'm not going down there."

"I don't care if you don't want to. We need to get out of here," I replied honestly.

"Too bad. It's too dark and dangerous."

I groaned. "We need to go. I need to go back to Fairy tail if I have to drag myself there, weak and powerless. Now move your pompous ass."

Lissa placed her hands firmly on her hips, narrowing her teal eyes at me furiously. "Pardon me? I thought I just said no. That means no. You cannot tell me what to do, pervert."

That was it. "What the hell, Lissa?! Why the fuck are you such a fucking bitch?! You're defiant, bossy, rude, sarcastic, demanding, but only to me! Why me?! It's not my fault I strip. In fact, I told you why I do!" I paced around, letting out all my pent up anger of her, being stuck in a hole, and being really hungry. I was shouting, not giving a damn if any monsters heard me. I'd kick all their asses with my eyes closed. I'm Gray Fullbuster, damn it.

Lissa's blank expression never changed. "Not my fault, pervert." Was all she said.

I snarled, shoving my face right in hers my brain was being powered only by my anger. Not once has she been nice to me. She has been nothing but awful. And I was pissed.

"No wonder Aleza cheated on a bitch like you. I applaud the guy."

In what felt like the longest half a second in history, Lissa's eyes grew wide as saucers, her lips parting. Hurt exploded in her big blue eyes.

As soon as I realized what I'd said, I froze. Oh shit…My angered panting slowed as I watched her tremble.

She pressed a hand to her mouth as tears welled in her eyes. Her whole body shook as she backed away from me.

I opened my mouth, unable to manage words. Damn it! Why did I say that?! "Lissa I-"

She mumbled something behind her hand. She continued to repeat it until she was screaming. "I knew it!...I knew it!…I knew I never should've trusted an awful pervert like you! I HATE YOU!"

Lissa turned, running down the middle passage of darkness, fading into the shadows with the sparkle of tears flying behind her.

(Laxus pov)

I sat with my arms crossed in front of my chest next to Luna and Shelby at the bar. We ran into Shelby a while back and she hasn't taken off her headphones since. They were pretty badass headphones.

I gritted my teeth, clenching and unclenching my fists. Luna had just finished informing the whole guild of every damn detail of everything that happened with Tangerine. Everything.

Some grey exceed burst into tears, having to remove her small glasses. Levy cried too, but was being comforted by Gajeel. Damn softie.

Half of the guild was wearing sad expressions and the other half….were staring at me with wide eyes.

And I was currently being bombarded with the comments of three idiots.

"Why her?!" -Freed.

"You did what?! I want details! Did you touch her? Wait, you held her hand...Did you do anything perverted that Luna didn't see?!" –Evergreen.

"She's hot." –Bickslow.

I narrowed my gray eyes coldly. They were seriously annoying me. "If any of you say one more damn word, I'll put you in a worse condition than her."

They all shut up, though Ever and Freed were still looking confused.

I pointed a finger away from me in a gesture to get the hell away.

Evergreen crossed her arms in front of her giant chest. "No way! Laxus, this is a serious matter. You just asked out a girl! You! I mean…" she continued to babble on and on about how I'm unsocial and if I touched Darcy in a 'bad' way once, She, Shelby, Cana, Mira, Bisca, Erza (who slightly unnerved me), Luna, and Levy (not that she could do much) would kick my ass.

I gave a pleading look to Freed and Bickslow who nodded in unison, hooking their arms through Ever's to drag her away.

"Laxus, I'm not done talking about this!" she snapped as she was pulled from my sight.

Right as they disappeared, Gramps just had to approach me. My little grandfather hobbled over, staring me down like he was a tiger and I his prey.

I blinked. What the hell? "Problem, Gramps?"

He crossed his arms behind his back and cleared his throat. "Laxus."

Oh Mavis...

"I do believe I heard something particularly interesting from Luna. I am quite curious to know if it is true."

I groaned, rubbing my temples with my clenched fists. "Did she now?" You're dead, Scarlet.

Gramps' eyes tinkled with something I couldn't read. He jumped onto the bar and sat criss-crossed beside me. "Based on your reaction," he jerked his chin at me, "I guess it is true."

I growled in the back of my throat. "Yeah."

Gramps gave me a glance and closed his eyes. "This is a very serious matter. Little Darcy is really witnessing an awful magic."

I didn't respond.

"However, I do believe she is strong enough to handle it."

I surveyed the very (at the particular moment) interesting ceiling. "You're not as upset as I thought you would be."

Gramps opened his eyes with incredible speed. In his eyes was a calming fury that would surely scare the hell out of most of the guild. "Oh no. That insolent bastard is torturing my brat. He will pay for this." His face was a mask of dark anger, like a protective father whose kid just got beat up. Which is sadly accurate…

I brought a hand over my face, taking a deep breath. "Can we please change the subject? This is freakin' depressing." And it worries me about her.

Gramps' face molded into a knowing smile that pissed me off. "If you wish." He paused, rubbing his little white beard. "Actually, the Twins should have arrived by now. I'll have Wendy and Natsu fetch them."

I quirked an eyebrow behind my hand. "Seriously? You want Natsu to escort Sting? The pyro will start a fight as soon as the blondie steps off the train."

Gramps sighed. "True. I'll get Shelby to go with her instead."

The old man tapped his chin, furrowing his brows. "On an unrelated topic, where is Gray and Lissa? They've been gone for a while now."

I smirked, trying to brush pervish thoughts out my head from what Natsu told me. "Natsu said they're in a hole. Think what you want about that."

Gramps blinked three times before snapping his fingers, hunching over and groaning. "Mirajane, get me a beer!"

I rolled my eyes, leaning my elbow on the counter to rest my chin on my hand. I let my thoughts wander to the little orangette. You better get better Tangerine.

As if Earthland hates me, the she-devil decided to arrive with Gramps' beer right then. She leaned over on the bar, grinning evilly like the devil in her name. "What are you thinking about, Laxus? It wouldn't happen to be a little Levitation Mage would it?"

I clenched my teeth. You just can't go five damn minutes can you? "None of your business," I grumbled.

Mira smacked her elegant hands on the counter, scrunching up her face. "How dare you? I am the love expert. Expert! Therefore, it is my business. And you two are so~ cute!" she cooed, a smile lighting up her face.

I just looked at her. "Seriously?"

"Seriously!"

"Do you have a life at all?"

Mira's face flinched with hurt. "Of course I do. I work all day for my friends and my guild," she narrowed her big blue eyes. "What do you do, Laxus?"

I actually thought about that, but brushed it away. "Whatever. So what do you want?"

She immediately switched back to her cheery façade. "Just wondering how she is. Is she really in that much pain?"

I twitched a nod. Why do I have to keep talking about her in pain? It's making me concerned. I hate being concerned!

Mira's face grew concerned. "Well, I really hope this spell breaks soon. It's not fair for such a kind girl to be suffering so much." Her eyes went distant. "In the battle of Fairy tail, when I saw Elfman hurt, I just couldn't bare it."

I banged my head against the counter. She just had to mention the battle of Fairy tail. Mavis! A guy tries to kill everyone in the city once and he can never live it off.

"Yeah." Was all I could say.

She blinked her long lashes and shook her head. "Sorry. Kinda' zoned off."

I raised my head off the counter, rubbing where I brutally smacked it against the wood. I suddenly felt really tired. With my other hand, I rubbed at my eyes. "That all? If so, I'm going home."

Mira nodded. "Yep." She poked her chin. "I wonder what your couple name would be. Larcy? Daxus? Hmm. I like Larcy."

I opened my mouth, but just shut it. Without a word, I slid away from the bar and walked out the guild.

In the background, I could just make out with my dragon hearing Mira talking to herself about blonde haired babies with purple eyes.

I smacked a hand to my forehead. I have absolutely no freaking words.

(Lissa pov)

I pounded through the darkness, trying to hold back my sobs. I shook my head around. Tears froze on my cheeks and my lips quivered. I ran into about five walls, but none of them hurt me more than Gray did.

I can't believe him! I tell him my painful story and he…throws it right in my face. Fuck him! I hate him!

I ignored the thumping in my chest and kept clawing my way through the dark.

Dark.

Dark.

Wait a second.

My legs froze to the floor. I stood paralyzed in fear. I'm in the dark. I'm alone in the dark….WHY THE HELL DID I RUN INTO THE PITCH BLACK DARKNESS!?

My fingers twitched, desperately wanting to grab hold of the non-existent light.

I was blind. No shred of illumination anywhere. I was alone, un-seeing in a continuous labyrinth. Dark. Dark. Dark!

A noise startled me and I jumped about two feet in the air. I clutched my chest to calm my beating heart, squinting unnecessarily. "G-Gray?"

The noise stirred. A pair of slitted snake eyes struck me down.

I gasped, stumbling back and onto the floor, fumbling over to the nearest wall. The eyes were the only thing I could see in the sea of black. Red orbs, like shining rubies in a crystal fire, stared me down with a murderous glare.

I panted, too afraid by the dark to summon my magic. Something cold slithered up my leg and wrapped around my thigh. I shivered, unable to even scream. I was too locked on those blood filled eyes.

Another thing slinked around my waist, lifting me off the ground and into the air. I squeaked, feeling my body being flipped sideways with my right side facing the monster. The eyes narrowed in a pleased way, like the creature was grinning. Then I saw the gleam of sharp teeth inches from my face.

Feeling my arms stuck in place by the tentacle things, I was completely trapped. Its slimy tongue raked my whole neck and ears, leaving saliva coating the upper half of my body. I trembled, throat caught with whatever cries I could think of.

Of course the thing that finally got me was when the tentacle around my thigh slithered up my skirt.

Then I screamed.