Levy: Silver-chan does not own Fairy tail!

(Levy pov)

"I'll ask you girls one more time, where are Erza, Gray and Lucy?" Master Makarov asked as he paced back and forth a top his desk with an exasperated look upon his old face.

I bit my lip and folded my hands in my lap. After only being gone a day, Master had caught on that something was up when Lu-chan and the others left. He ordered Juvia, Cana, Mira and myself to his office (which is REALLY unfortunate because the universe seems to hate us and he chose the only four girls to know about the plan) and started sanding us down for where they were.

Mira slapped on a fake smile that lit up her face. "Oh Master. I told you before that they are on a mission."

It wasn't exactly a lie.

Master narrowed his doubtful gaze on Mira. "Is that honestly so? Then show me the request."

Oh crap. There goes that tactic.

"They didn't fill out a request. It was….er…..a family problem of sorts."

Also not exactly a lie. In fact, that was as close to the truth as it could get.

Makarov halted his pacing and turned to us with a completely unamused face. I could tell by his expression that his patience was wearing fast. "Girls. If I don't get an answer from you this instant, and I mean a true answer, I will have to go on my own assumptions and report to the Magic Council to look out for three rouge guild mages. Do I have to take that risk?"

I trained my hazel eyes on the floor. Cana gulped and did the same. We all flicked our eyes to each other, warning each other not to crack under any circumstances. We love our Master, but we wouldn't sell out our friends.

Master noticed we wouldn't budge and decided to take the lowest route possible.

Very, very low.

"Juvia," he beckoned to the pale girl. Juvia sank into her chair with a straight and bored face. Though by the quiver in her lip I knew she didn't like being singled out. Master smirked satisfied. "Dear, I would desire your help very much. You would do that for your old master, wouldn't you? And if you were to tell me," his grey eyes twinkled mischievously, "I could arrange a week's worth of missions for just you and Gray to go on together."

The three of us drained of color and let our jaws drop to the floor. Oh no he didn't! We were so going to be in hot water now.

Cana stomped her foot with a snarl. "That's not fair! You can't bribe Juvia you little old man!" she yelled.

"Oh yes I can. I am the Master after all. Now, what do you say Juvia?"

I whipped my head towards Juvia, ready to beg her not to give in to her desires but shut up when I saw her face. She couldn't have looked more sad in her life. Her blue eyes were broken and empty and her lips were turned down in a frown.

"Juvia will not speak," she mumbled montone.

….that surprised all of us.

Master was completely flabbergasted. "W-what?! Why not!? Do you want a month's worth of missions, a year?"

"Juvia do-can't…she can't accept." There was so much longing in her emotionless voice that I thought she wanted nothing more than to take his offer.

My mouth flopped open and closed. What universe were we living in?!

Usually it's: Juvia + Gray=LOVE

Now it seems like: Juvia + Gray=…nothing….

THAT ISN'T NORMAL! HAVE YOU FREAKING MET JUVIA?! THE WORLD IS ENDING! I STILL NEED TO WRITE MY WILL! EVERYTHING GOES TO LU-CHAN AND PANTHERLILY, LIFE AS WE KNOW IT IS OVER!

My brain exploded. I was completely blank to all my surroundings. JUVIA...turned down...Gray...

I was still in complete shock when Master spoke again.

"Well…..okay then." He shook his head to clear the thought. "But whatever, you girls tell me where they are NOW!" he bellowed, shaking the room as his eyes glowed gold with his Titan magic.

I flinched out of my dramatic panic attack and curled up into a ball with my hands shielding my head. I really hate when people yell at me. I just can't yell back. I only yell back to Gajeel. Because that jerk disserves it.

I peeked through my arms to see the girls looking at me with secret words exchanged between us. They were considering telling him. I really didn't want to. But deep down, I did. I was secretly scared that Lu-chan and everyone might be in trouble….and…I wanted to see Gajeel.

I weighed the pros and cons in my head and gave in with a nod. I uncurled myself from my protective ball and sat up straight with less confidence than I felt.

"Master," I started, trying to control the shaking in my voice. My old Master turned to me with an expression displaying 'FINALLY!'

I cleared my throat. "Erza, Lu-chan, and Gray along with the Dragon Slayers are on their way to Genesis' castle to rescue Luna."

…..

Master didn't move a muscle. He just stood there with his eyes growing larger and larger.

He was taking it much better than I thought.

"THEY ARE DOING WHAT?! YOU MISERABLE BRATS, DO YOU EVER LISTEN TO ME!? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH DANGER THEY ARE IN?! HOW COULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM ME?!"

There he goes….

(Erza pov)

My black leather boots clicked across the gray cobblestone path as we made our way through the mountains and to the vast front courtyard of Lord Zeref's abandoned castle. The front courtyard could easily fit three foot ball fields and was blanketed in dead hazel grass. But I paid no mind to that. My brown eyes were trained to the top of the tallest obsidian tower towering a hood couple hundreds of feet above us.

Luna….

My eyes trailed down to the big double front rusted doors of the castle and narrowed in determination. This was it. We were getting my sister back.

I stopped which led everyone else to halt their walking as well. In a flash, I requipped to my armor consisting of bandages wrapped tightly around my chest and long flowing red pants with flames dancing around my ankles. My scarlet hair was also tied atop my head in a high pony tail.

Shelby, Natsu and Sting merged to the left of Wendy, Gajeel and I. Lissa, Rouge and Gray shifted to the right of us. Lastly, Laxus, Lucy and Darcy positioned behind me. Everyone got in their fighting stances. Everyone trained their eyes on me and nodded for my awaiting order.

I smiled big and I raised one of my long steel katanas to the door.

"Let's fucking do this."

(Genesis pov)

I looked out the crystalline window to the courtyard where my little toys were all lined up. It was almost funny really. How they are so determined and confident when I'm going to obliterate them all. Well…after Lord Zeref does as he pleases with the bastards.

The clicking of heels sounded behind me and I turned from the window to see the W-three gathered. Wisteria stepped forward with her face set in its typical psycho smirk. "They are here."

"No duh," I snapped. God, and people think I'm a moron.

Wave stepped up next. "Should we get into our positions now?"

I nodded, crossing my arms across my chest in a huff. "Yeah. Your objective is to eliminate the non-dragons and capture the dragons so they can be brought to me. Understood?"

Wyatt looked displeased with my proclamation. "But-" Wyatt started.

"Rule number two and three!" I yelled right in his scruffy blonde face. Not that his face is blonde besides his small beard. I wanted him to recite the lessons his little ass lives by.

Wyatt frowned with a look of deep hatred in his eyes that brought a smile to my face. "No talking back…" he grumbled.

"And three?" I smirked.

"You son of a bitch!" Wyatt spat. "Can you be any more of an asshole?!"

My eyes flashed as I shot a wisp out. "Choke."

Wyatt paled and started coughing and scratching at his throat as my wisp choked him.

Wisteria slid in front of him with wide eyes. "Genesis stop! He didn't mean it. Come on, you need him for this plan."

I ignored her and focused on the strangled boy. "Listen up, Wyatt. I can so be more of an asshole. I can be like, the whole ass. And another thing," I growled. "If you ever fucking call my mom a bitch again, I'll make you cut your dick off, chop it into bits, and eat it. Got it?"

He nodded wildly. "Good." I smiled big. "Now, number three."

He didn't hesitate this time. "W-wyatt *cough* is a lame asshole *wheeze* with no life and is not *gurgle* allowed to do anything without p-permission from Genesis."

I snapped my fingers and the wisp left him. Wyatt dropped to the floor while clutching his neck.

I smirked at the group. "Well, this has been fun. Now go to your positions. I will be with Luna."

Finally it's Fairy tail's move. It'll be fun watching them play. I clapped my hands as I skipped down the hallway. And it'll be even more fun when they reach the boss battle. That is, if they reach it.

(Shelby pov)

My silver eye twitched in aggravation as we made our way down the left entrance's hall of the castle. The flamed torches along the walls cast shadows upon our three figures with an eerie orange-ish glow. It would have been almost pleasant. If it wasn't for my temporary teammates…

"Quit being so damn loud you stupid blonde bastard!"

"Fuck you idiotic pyro!"

"Ew! Please don't!"

I groaned loudly and smashed the palm of my hands over my ears. Why did I leave my head phones at home?!

Their insistent shouting echoed down the hall and I was surprised no one heard us coming. Or did they?

We continued by the oddly vacant hall with no sign of any obstacles. It was almost too quiet and empty. I took my hands off my ears and nudged Sting to shut them both up. "Hey, isn't it a little too empty?"

Natsu and Sting looked around as if they hadn't noticed (which they probably hadn't) and scratched at their heads.

"They might be up ahead," Natsu pondered with a cute scrunched up face.

"Possibly." I knelt down and pressed my finger tips to the carpeted floor.

"What cha' doin', Shell?"

I shushed him and pressed my ear against the floor. I just faintly heard the sounds of water droplets hitting the floor.

"Is there a reason your listening to the floor?" Sting asked.

I lifted my head and glared them both down. "Nooooo. The floor just sounds so interesting, baka. Don't be such morons! I'm the Music Dragon Slayer, I can pick up sound vibrations easily. And it sounds like…water up ahead."

"Water?"

I nodded and pointed to the wooden door at the very end of the hall. "In there from where the vibrations are coming from."

Natsu helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way down the hall. When we came to the door I leaned in to press my ear against its surface.

Drip.

Drip.

Swish.

Drop.

"Definitely water," I confirmed, leaning away.

Sting rubbed his chin. "Okay. We need to think this through. It could be a fountain, bit I'm highly expecting a villain on the other side. We need a strategy. Natsu is completely useless, but Shelby, you and I can do this."

Natsu flipped him off and I laughed. Boys.

"Strategy?" I parroted.

He nodded.

I scoffed.

"Screw that!" Natsu and I yelled in unison, kicking the door down. Sting swore behind us and we high-fived.

As soon as we stepped in, I felt water seep through my boots as we waded across the ankle-high water flooding the floor. I looked around the room and took it as a library. A huge library. The room was as tall as the guild with bookshelf upon bookshelf lining the walls and the ground held a couple tables and love seats that were soaked.

"Where is this water coming from?" I wondered.

As if my prayers were answered, a puddle a couple feet away started swirling around in a whirlpool manner. Natsu and Sting stood in front of me to protect me and I rolled my eyes. The water sloshed around and slithered upwards to become the shape of a human. The water washed down and in its leave stood a boy with lightly tanned skin and sparkling blue eyes with a mop of spiky blue hair curled around his ears and blanketing his forehead. He was lightly built and had a water snake-like tendril wrapped around his neck.

I blinked. "He is hot! Daym. Do we have to fight him?"

Sting sweat dropped and Natsu growled. "Yes!"

I waved my hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. Calm your tits, Natsu."

The boy in front of us bowed with his emotionless face never faltering as he spoke in his slightly British accent. "I am Wave Oki. Pleasure to meet you."

"I'm Natsu Dragneel, that bastard is Sting Eucliffe, and this," he wrapped his arm around my shoulders with a big goofy grin, "is my girlfriend, Shelby Arine."

I flushed deep red and smacked him off me. "Am not!"

Sting swooped in from behind and slinked his arm around my waist, pulling me against his delicious abs. "Yeah! She is so mine! I mean, you've never kissed her like moi. And it was a niiiiice kiss."

I elbowed him in the gut. "NO. I am not. I-"

"Has she slept with you? Don't think so."

"You slept with him?!" Sting screamed so that it echoed through the library.

I smacked a hand to my forehead. "Not exactly…."

"Well, she doesn't call you Natsu-kun. And she does to me," Sting shot back with a satisfied smirk.

Natsu growled and slammed his forehead against Sting's. "She's hugged me like twice when she cried."

"Is that really necc-" I started; not wanting to get into the crying section of my on-off miserable life.

"So what? She asked me for a piggy-back ride. Who didn't she ask? Oh that's right, YOU."

"Will yo-"

"Shell was all over me when she was drunk. Told me I was sexy," Natsu beamed competitively.

...I did? He totally is, I mean like, mmmhhhmm, but WTF?!

I splashed over and shoved myself in between them, pushing them away from each other with little success. "Stop it!" I growled.

The three of us continued to snap and yell at each other for about ten minutes straight.

Wave cleared his throat, grabbing all our attention.

"WHAT?!" we all shouted, annoyed at being interrupted.

"Are you done?" he asked emotionlessly.

We all froze and shared a glance.

I shoved them apart with a scowl and adjusted my tight black t-shirt. "Yes."

Wave nodded and water immediately started swirling around him. Sting, Natsu and I jumped into fighting stances and growled.

"Bring it on!" I screamed, lunging for the blue haired water mage.

(Darcy pov)

"Whoa. Hello!" I called down the right entrance's hall, listening to the bouncing echo of my voice. I giggled. "He-!"

Laxus slapped his big hand over my mouth. "Stop. Now," he growled, annoyed by my childish ways.

I nodded and he removed his hand, rolling his eyes. He led the way down the desolate hall without turning back once. I frowned and looked to my pink staff I was using as a walking stick. Did I anger him somehow? One second he is fine, the next he is all rude and gruff.

"Hurry the hell up, blondie!" he shouted to Lucy who was lagging behind us, panting.

She pouted her lip and scowled. "I am! Slow down, Laxus! My boobs are heavy, they slow me down!" she complained, wrapping her arms around her breasts.

I glanced down to my flat chest and frowned.

"I don't care," Laxus snarled. "Luna is in danger."

A gleam shone in Lucy's brown eyes as she bit her lip and jogged forward. She couldn't argue with that.

Once she caught up, we all walked forward in awkward silence that I had to hold back from laughing to with all my might. Laxus swung open a wooden door at the end of the dimly lit obsidian hall and we shuffled in. My nose twitched as a sweet aroma filled my nose.

My purple orbs skimmed the grand room in awe. Silver pots and pans hung along the obsidian walls and cream colored marble counters were blanketed in knifes and spoons. A big oven burner sat in the very center of the room with a big cauldron of boiling liquid haloing it.

"A kitchen?" Lucy mused, running her finger tips along the smooth marble counter. She picked up a big silver ladle and inspected it closely. "It looks like this was recently used."

Laxus and I made our way over to the cauldron and peered inside. I sniffed the liquid and stuck my pinkie in, giving it a taste.

"Blech!" I screamed, spitting in an attempt to get the horrible taste off my tongue. "This absolutely terrible. Whoever made this cannot cook."

As soon as the words escaped my lips, the soup-thing started bubbling like crazy and swirled violently in its pot. The mucky green liquid exploded everywhere, soaking Laxus and I. We cried out as the burning liquid singed our skin and staggered back. "What's happening?!"

A torrent of swirling winds whipped around the room, flinging pots and pans all over. "Who is doing this?!" Lucy screamed as a knife flew by her head.

A blonde boy with a sword of winds emerged from the rapid winds with a smirk on his face. "Someone call me? Wyatt is the name, get used to it."

Laxus shrugged off his dripping wet coat and sent the guy, Wyatt, a deadly glare. "Are you part of the W-three?"

Wyatt bobbed his head up and down. "Yes sir. Now, it's been great chatting and all," he swung his blade upwards with an evil twinkle in his eyes, "I have to kill you."

(Lissa pov)

Nothing on Earthland could have made the situation any more awkward. Gray, Rouge and I strolled in deafening silence down the back entrance's hallway of the obsidian castle. I twiddled my thumbs and focused on the sound of my cowboy boots clicking against the red carpet floor. I knew Rouge wasn't much of a talker and I didn't want to speak with Gray, so I was condemned to the silence shrouding our little group. My mind couldn't help but wander to the other groups in wonder of what they were doing. Or how they were doing.

We turned right around a hallway corner and stopped abruptly at the awing sight before us. We were in an indoor garden. The crystal dome shaped room housed layered circles of colorful bunches of flowers leading to a tall stone fountain in the center. The fountain was a sculpture of a marvelous mermaid with a chipped and cracked face. Bright blue water sprouted from her broken stone lips and dripped to the big round marble below. The whole sight was breath taking.

"Beautiful," I whispered as I trailed down one of the lanes to the center of the fountain. I stopped at a bunch of white roses and bent down to smell them. White roses were my favorite flower. My hand cupped one of the blooming blossoms and a smile spread across my face. I knew if the little girl we met on our first mission, May, were here, she would have a hay-day with all the varieties of flowers and plants.

Gray materialized in front of me holding a white rose in between his finger tips. He held the flower out to me with a charming smile that melted my icy heart. It just had to be a white rose…

"Here," he drawled like a southern gentleman, "I remember when we were trapped in the whole you told me these were your favorite."

He honestly remembered that? That was...sweet.

I hesitantly took the rose from his grasp and turned away quickly. I didn't want anything he had to offer me. The kiss was a mistake. That's all. Nothing more. There could never be anything more.

I practically ran away from where we stood and came over to Rouge. "Hey, Rouge. See anything?"

He shook his head with a finality to our 'conversation'.

Good talk.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and skipped over to the beautiful fountain. I glanced down at the rose in my hand and after a long debate of whether to keep or ditch it, I tucked it into my boot and leaned over the fountain to slip my hand into the water. The coolness caressed my hand like a hug and I rubbed some onto my face. I loved the cool tinge in my cheeks as the water slid across my skin.

I shook my face clean of water and when I looked back down I heard a snap and saw a drop of blood drip into the water. I felt a slowly stinging feeling in my cheek and reached up to feel a faint cut resting there. I blinked in confusion and looked up. A curvy girl with wild red hair and big red lips was sitting legs-crossed on the mermaid's head with a long black whip slithered down her thigh. She clicked her tongue and tapped the heel of her red pumps against the mermaid's chest. "Too slow, blondie. Too slow."

I fell backwards with a squeak of surprise and felt the arms of Rouge catching me. I thanked him and stood up to stare at the mage.

"Who are you?" I asked, getting a bad feeling.

"Wisteria, leader of the W-three. One second." She swung her arm holding the whip out and jumped up off the statue. With a flick of her wrist, her whip wrapped itself around the mermaid's head. Wisteria giggled and ripped the statue's head right of and swung it to the back of Rouge's skull too fast for him to react. With a sickening crunch the blackette crumbled to the ground. Blood seeped from the injury as he lay motionless on the stone ground.

"Rouge!" Gray and I shouted.

Wisteria giggled psychotically and snapped her red painted fingernails. "Now that's how you get a party started." Her eyes flashed dangerously and another whip flashed into her other free hand. "So, what do you say we begin, blondie?"

(Luna pov)

"What the hell is that noise?" I asked myself as I attempted to look through the three inch small barred opening in the center of the chained door. There was a loud booming of crashes and….laughter that I could hear all the way from the top of my tower. Which was not an easy feat.

"Your friends."

I jumped at the sudden noise and pressed a hand to my rapidly beating heart. "Damn you!" I yelled, flipping around. "Don't scare me like that!"

Genesis giggled. "Sorry."

I frowned at him then went wide eyed. I whipped my head from the door to him with a raised scarlet brow. "W-What-How did you get in here?"

He jerked his thumb back nonchalantly. "Window."

That answer was so intelligent and thought out I needed three seconds to process it.

"We are like four hundred feet high."

"Baby, you don't know what I can do."

My mind slowed down in a way late reaction to what he said before. "Wait! My friends are here!?"

Genesis nodded. "Yep. They are fighting the W-three as we speak. And wow...that was a really late reaction."

My heart re-started its rapid beating as a big smile spread across my face. I let out a relieved laugh and spun around. "They are here! They are here! They are here!"

"And they are gonna die! And they are gonna die!" Genesis mocked, cheering with no enthusiasm.

"No they won't," I defended with my hands placed firmly on my hips.

Genesis scoffed. "Sure. If you honestly believe your little friends can beat three S-class assassin mages, you must be even crazier than I am. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Is that a refrigerator?" he asked, pointing at nothing with a super serious face.

I opened my mouth and snapped it shut when no words came to mind. There was just…..there is just no way to respond to that.

Genesis turned away from the 'refrigerator' and smiled. "Seriously though. Your friends, besides the dragons, are going to die."

I could have laughed at his wild accusations. Fairy tail, lose? We don't know the definition of lose. We are the strongest guild ever damn it! "My sister could wipe them out like pesky flies in her path," I shot back confidently.

He seemed to consider that aspect. "That…might not be entirely wrong. But who cares about skill and logic! I'M PSYCHOTIC! If I believe my team will win, they will, baby, they will."

My eye twitched. Nee-chan, where are you!? I think his stupidity might be contagious!

Genesis grinned and flashed over to me with inhumane speed and cupped my cheek. I swatted his hand away and growled. He just laughed and did it again while holding my hands back so I couldn't swat him away. "Luna. Let me tell you this simply. For once, your pathetic guild will lose. As long as you are in my power, consider Fairy tail beaten. I am god here. I. ALWAYS. WIN."