Makarov's POV

July 29th X793

Two Weeks Later.

Unlike most days where he sat up on the balcony of the second floor, today you could find him by one of the infirmary beds.

This particular bed held Lisanna Strauss, who Wendy had just finished giving a checkup to.

He sighed as he looked at the youngest take over mage, he didn't know how he was supposed to start this conversation, but he knew it needed to be done.

Wendy, sensing the tense atmosphere finished gathering her things quickly and left the room faster then he'd ever seen the small girl run before.

Lisanna stayed silent, fiddling with sheets of the white bed she laid upon, she had obviously expected him to talk to her at some point.

'Child...Please tell me why..' he watched as she tensed up, her eyes held a slight bit up fear but she quickly covered it up with a hate filled gaze along with a smirk, he wasn't satisfied with her reaction one bit, it caused him to grow angry.

'She deserved it' she stated simply, so she did in fact know what he was talking about, now the truth was laid out plainly in front of him, there was absolutely no way to deny it now, he'd been certain it was her as he watched her slowly dying, but the truth of the matter was hard to take in.

'But why Lisanna, you nearly killed her, was this because of jealousy' he nearly yelled, he needed to contain his rage or half of the guild would come running up before he got an answer.

'That was the aim...I hate her, I hate her! She took everything from me' the silver haired girl coughed out, Makarov could literally feel the hatred radiating off of her, she shook her head back and forth to try to regain her earlier composure, smirk included.

'She tried to befriend you Lisanna! She even stepped away from her team for a full three months so you could go catch up with them, what did she do to deserve this kind of right's he said calmly, although he was shaking in rage, his fists were curled into tight balls as he stared at the girl before him.

'She needed to leave her team permanently, they were always talking about her...I felt alone, I felt that I wasn't cared about, Lucy deserved everything she got, she should've died...She shouldn't be alive' she yelled, her voice was dry and cracking but he knew people would hear it if they were standing near the door, thankfully he couldn't feel anyone's presence at the moment.

'You will die Lisanna. I'm sorry for putting it bluntly, but that is the price you pay for the curse that you casted over your family. We'll make you comfortable until the end. But, you should beg for forgiveness before you leave for the afterlife..' he said shakily, he didn't want one of his own to die, he was mad at himself for not being able to do anything about it, but even if she lived through this, she would be excommunicated from the guild because of her actions.

'I'm fully aware of what I'm fated for, but at least I got what I wanted, she'll never be the same, she'll never come back to Fairy Tail... You lost a precious child, you'll never get her back, now your about to lose another, how does that make you feel, Makarov' Lisanna coughed out, her lungs were starting to give up on her. Rage overtook his being and he had the sudden urge to squash her, but he restrained himself from doing so.

When had one of his own become such a demon? How could he not tell what she was thinking, if only he'd found out how she'd felt sooner this whole mess could have been avoided.

'I'm sure the sixth master feels guilty for not noticing how you felt' a voice sounded, it rung around the infirmary like a bell, he turned to see the first master standing by Lisanna's bed.

'What you did was a terrible, terrible thing Lisanna, and because of that your adventure is going to end, I personally feel sorry for you, your life was short, but it used to hold meaning, where did your reason for living go, Lisanna' Mavis asked as she peeked up through her eyelashes at the dying girl who laid in the bed.

'My reason for living was to get Lucy away from my friends and family' Lisanna snapped, putting emphasis on the word, 'my' Makarov shook his head at her and Mavis sighed.

'Lisanna, you let hatred cloud your heart and for that reason you forgot what you used to fight for, you forgot your reason for living. Pain is what you will endure now, your life will end and there will be no hope for you left, like the sixth I pray that you beg for forgiveness before you enter the afterlife' Mavis said as she floated over towards him, he looked back at the youngest Strauss sibling one last time before following the first master out of the infirmary.

She had let hate wrap around her heart so tightly that it was all she could feel now, she would die, and not a soul would mourn for her when they found out the truth.

And he felt sorry for her.

Sting's POV

July 29th X793

He was watching as Lucy tried to walk again, the machine she was in was helping her immensely, it strapped to her hips so she didn't have to use her arms muscles so much, they'd been here for about five hours so time was almost up for the day.

She'd improved so much in eight months, he really hoped she'd be able to walk soon, she'd said she wanted to wait until she could walk to get married, that's why she wanted to wait another year, he had agreed that it would be a good idea to give it another year, there were still a ton of plans to make after all and he didn't want them to be rushed into deciding things.

Lucy was silently dragging her feet along the carpet, he knew she was trying hard to lift her legs up and take a step but she just wasn't there yet, Sting knew how much she wanted to walk again and being so close yet so far from her goal was hurting her.

He never stopped reassuring her though, that's what she needed right now, reassurance and he gave her a lot, her confidence had grown a lot as well, and the look of determination in her eyes made her even sexier then she already was. Sting knew she'd never give up, no matter what, he was sure of it.

He heard her take a deep breath, he looked up to see Lucy lift her leg a tiny bit as a look of concentration and determination took over face. The doctor clapped loudly as Sting ran up to kiss her once she put her leg back down.

'That was truly amazing Lucy, you've progressed so much over a short amount of time! Soon my dear, soon you'll be walking again' the physical therapist said in a cheery manner.

Lucy was smiling widely at what the doctor had said, Sting wasn't sure he'd ever see another smile as bright as Lucy's was at this very moment.

'I'm so proud of you babe, I knew you could do it' he whispered in her ear then brought his lips down to meet hers once more.

'You don't know how good that felt, even if it was just a tiny bit, I finally moved my leg on my own, finally' she yelled excitedly, Sting smiled brightly at her enthusiasm but cheered right along with her.

Things were finally going right for Lucy, and for him, eight months ago this seemed like a rather extreme impossibility, but now he was here, standing beside Lucy as she smiled and laughed, standing beside her as she progressed farther with her physical therapy, moved her leg on her own for goodness sake! He felt like screaming out in joy for the future the two had entered together, for how his life turned out, for everything!

The future was sure to have its hard times, but as long as the two had each other he knew they could make it through anything