Juvia stood behind the stage curtain feeling as nervous as a deceased sinner waiting on God's judgement. She had never sang in front of so many people. Especially when a lot of them had such violent tendencies. She didn't know what worried her more. The audience not liking her or her losing her nerve.

"Alright folks I know tonight has been rough." Gildarts said on stage when the audience had calmed a little. "But our next act will be much more pleasing...I hope."

"It better be!" One customer said threatening to throw his chair.

"Please put your hands together for Miss Juvia."

He exited the stage and the curtains were drawn back. She stepped on stage feeling like she couldn't breathe all though technically speaking she couldn't because she was dead. At first she was very quiet and forgot what it was she was supposed to be doing but the memory came back when the music for the song she had picked began to play. Before singing she closed her eyes because she was too scared to see how everyone would react.

"Didn't need to ask

Don't know the reason
Everything that I believe
Is right here

Not thinkin' bout tomorrow
Couldn't catch it if I tried
World is spinning too fast
So I'll wait 'til it comes to me

I am you
You are me
We are one
Take me in your arms
And flow through me
I'll flow through you."

Her gentle and heavenly voice soothed the audience's irritation and captured their attention right away.

"Steal my breath away
Cause I'm so moved by you
Deeper than I ever thought
Was possible, was possible, it's everything, oh

Difference between me and you
It's all in where your heart lies
And every day's another chance
So let's get it right.

I am you
You are me
We are one
Take me in your arms
And flow through me
I'll flow through you."

They put down what they planned to throw and just marveled at her. Her voice was unlike any they had heard and it made them feel like they had finally ascended into heaven.

"What a voice." One of them said.

"What a beauty." Another added.

"Oh she's just Darling." A female audience member added.

"Her song makes me remember my wife."

"Did you lose yourself out there

Did you lose faith and give up
Don't turn away and hide yourself

Cause there's a friend to make along the way
We are the heartbeat and our souls speak
And all the beauty I have ever dreamed
Is right here in front of me, oh

Is right here in front of me, oh."

Everyone was amazed and awestruck by her performance but no one was more so than Gray. If he still had a working heart it would be pounding and if he had glands he would be sweating. Her voice, touch, and her eyes all stirred something inside of him. Something long dormant. maybe it was a memory? He didn't know what it was but it was warm and it almost made him feel alive. And it also made him feel like he had finally found someone that he didn't even know he was looking for.

"I am you
And you are me
We are one
Take me in your arms
And flow through me
I'll flow through you."

The crowd clapped and cheered. Some even threw her flowers. Granted they were dead and wilted but nothing alive existed in this world. Gray was just about to go up congratulate her on her performance when noticed some very rude male customers ogling her, drooling, whistling, and making catcalls.

"Hey baby!" One of them called. "Why don't you shake it up for us huh?"

Juvia gave them a look of disgust and ignored them.

"Come on don't be like that! Do a little dance for us!"

"We don't get to see a pretty lady in a strapless dress that often!" Another said.

"Especially one where her melons are holding up the dress!" A third said.

Gray gripped his cane intensely while dragging his free gloved hand across the table which ripped the cloth and scratched the surface.

"Are you okay?" Natsu asked him.

"I'm fine." He said between gritted teeth.

Juvia went back behind the curtain much the irritation of the men who had been ogling her.

"Prude." One said.

"She thinks she can just diss us? She's not some kind of celebrity. She's no better than the rest of us here." Another said.

"Hey I got an idea." The third said. "The table she was sitting at is a little past ours right? Well when she comes by let's pour our drinks on her."

"Yeah that'll teach her."'

"And who knows? Maybe she'll let us clean her up."

"Alright that's it." Gray snarled under his breath. "Would you excuse me Natsu? I need to take care of something."

He got up from his chair before Natsu could even answer. Gray approached the table with the three male ghouls and put on his best smile.

"Good evening gentlemen." He said. "Excuse my sudden appearance but I couldn't help over here your little plan to get back at that young lady for her rejection of you. It's mediocre at best."

"Mediocre?"

"Yep but luckily I know of a better way in which you can humiliate her and gain some pleasure."

"We're listening."

"I happen to know where she's changing."

"She's changing her clothes?"

"Yes you see she has a tear in her dress and so she's going back stage to change into something else and I know a perfect place where you watch her without being seen."

"Well don't just stand there! Take us to it!"

"Wait a minute." One of them said. "How do we know that this isn't a prank? We can't just trust this guy. We just met him."

"Did I forget to mention that she's changing her underwear too?" Gray added.

"Out of the way losers! I get first looks!"

They ran backstage as fast as they could. Gray followed them with a smug look on his face.

"So where's the dressing room?" One asked him.

"Right here." Gray said opening a door. "Step right in gentlemen."

He waited til all three of them were inside.

"Hey this looks like a broom closet." Another one of them said.

"Does it now?" Gray said locking the door before going inside. "That's because it is. And you know what's funny about this closet? It locks from the outside and is completely sound proof. So none of you can escape and no one will be able to hear you scream."

He took off his gloves, closed the door, grinned viciously at the depraved ghouls and what happened next was unseen and unheard by no one except for the four who were in that closet. And about twenty minutes later the closet door opened and Gray walked out with his gloves back on. Leaving behind the men who were the color of paper, shaking, mutilated, battered, whispering and or shouting.

"The horror! The horror! The horror!"

"Cold. It was so cold. cold. Make it stop! Make it stop!"

"All I see is darkness."