It was late at night. Street lights illuminated the darkness of the night that blanketed the town of Margaret. At this hour, most people were in their homes enjoying the last few hours before they decided to call it a day and sleep. But some people were still up and about, roaming around the town and most likely heading home.

Lyon Vastia was part of the latter. The trip home from his job resulted in him and his team coming back home late at night. He wanted nothing more than to eat a quick meal, wash up, and sleep. He was tired.

It was the year X785. He was 20 years old now.

And today marked the first year since Fairy Tail had gone missing.

While the majority of people began to give up on finding any signs of Fairy Tail, Lamia Scale, Blue Pegasus, and what is left Fairy Tail still didn't give up on hope. Lamia Scale and Blue Pegasus were beginning to cooperate in the search for anything related to the island at all.

Lyon sighed a white breath in the cold night. He didn't want to give up hope either. Even if he would never openly admit in front of their faces, especially towards the one he appears to dislike, he cared about them a lot. Hearing the news, a year ago, made his heart drop, and immediately, he wanted to know if they were on the island at that time. When he found that they were indeed there during the attack, he honestly had a hard time sleeping at night.

As Lyon rounded the corner of the street, he raised his hand and covered his mouth to let out a soft yawn. He was tired.

However, as he approached his house, he noticed a figure standing by his door. He quirked an eyebrow as he continued on, alerting the person of his presence. They were wearing a long blue cloak and their face was hidden by a hood. As if that wasn't suspicious enough, they turned to look at Lyon, and they simply stood there. This prompted Lyon to stop in his tracks and narrow his eyes.

"Who are you?" Lyon demanded.

The figure lifted a hand as a sign of peace and then proceeded to throw off their hood.

Lyon's eyes widened immensely as he took in their features.

It was a woman.

Ur?

"Good evening."

"I'll ask you again," Lyon took a cautious step back. "Who are you?"

"My name is Ultear. I'm Ur's daughter." She introduced herself.

"Ur's daughter is dead."

"People made her believe that her daughter died. I'm still alive." She spoke as if uninterested in the subject. Then, two figures stepped out an alleyway. They were wearing the same garb as the woman Ultear. Their faces were revealed too. A young girl with pink hair and green eyes with a young boy with orange hair and pink eyes. "And these two are Meldy and Lukius. We're part of an independent guild called Crime Sorcière. We're not here to hurt you."

"You're not an official guild?"

"Due to our sins, we cannot be recognized as one. Our only goal is to atone by doing what's right."

Lyon didn't think of lowering his guard even for a second.

"The three of us were once part of Grimoire Heart." Lyon's eyes narrowed when she mentioned the familiar guild. "As you know, Grimoire Heart attacked Tenrou Island prior to Acnologia's attack. Obviously, we know Gray and Karissa." Ultear looked solemn for a second. "I fought Gray, and he helped me realize a truth which is why I am now doing what I'm doing."

Ultear raised her hand and suddenly made a manila folder appear in her hands. "This brings me to why I'm visiting you tonight." She looked over to Lukius and held out the folder to him. Quickly, he jogged over to his adoptive mother and took it carefully from her hand. He then wearily walked over to Lyon to give him the folder. The ice mage hesitated to take it, staring at the boy's visible pink eye that showed nothing but cautiousness. This way of handing Lyon the folder was the safest way for both sides. If Lyon attacked with ice, Ultear would just make his ice vanish. Lyon was safe from harm since the obvious threat was several feet away from him too.

"You have a colleague who used to belong to the same laboratory I was in. I did my research and learned he was still alive, so I thought that I might as well give this." Lyon watched Lukius scurry off back to Meldy's side. "After all, it doesn't seem like he's aware of his origins."

Lyon finally opened the file.

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…

"… What?"

The file contained information about a young boy by the name of Clavis Sinclost, number twenty-one. The minimum knowledge of the child's origins were written down.

Sinclost…?!

The next morning, Lyon arrived at the guild early with the folder tucked under his arm. He was currently searching for Jura. Thankfully, the Wizard Saint didn't look like he was in any rush to go anywhere. He requested that they speak in private in the library where Lyon told him about his encounter with Ultear. Jura appeared shocked since he was aware that Ultear was the name of one of the Council members, and the one that destroyed it too.

"She gave me this." Lyon set the folder open on the table and presented it to his senior.

Jura's eyebrows furrowed as he read the contents.

"I remember Clarus once telling me that you were the one who found him by the shore years ago." Lyon recalled.

"Yes, I did." Jura nodded. "He didn't remember anything that led him to ending up like that. And… I remember him wearing the same attire as the one in this photo."

The contents of the folder had information about a child named Clavis Sinclost who was in a laboratory for experimentation. The boy's face looked noticeably similar to the one of Clarus.

"And it says twin sister." Lyon spoke, staring at the photo.

Needless to say, it was obvious now why they both thought that Clarus looked similar to Karissa Sinclost.

The file also identified which magic the boy used. Clarus used Gravity Magic too.

"We should call Clarus here." Lyon decided after a moment of silence.

"I agree. He should see this, maybe he could remember something."

Lyon was the one who took the initiative to search for his friend. He didn't have to search for too long. He found Clarus standing by the request board and talking with another guild member.

"Clarus!"

Upon hearing his name, the boy turned to the ice mage and smiled at him as he greeted him. "What's with the serious look, Lyon?"

"You need to come with me." Lyon ushered him to follow after him.

"Oh, can it wait? I just want to take a flyer first—" he let out a yelp when Lyon grabbed his arm and started tugging him towards the library. "Waah! Lyon?!" The poor guy was confused as to why he was suddenly being manhandled for an unknown reason. When he asked question, Lyon just told him to keep his questions until they arrived at their destination.

Clarus found Jura sitting in a chair with his arms crossed. He didn't even pay mind to the file on the table and just greeted the man he saw as a father figure. "Oh, good morning, Jura!" he greeted with a beaming smile, waving his hand happily.

"Good morning, Clarus."

To Lamia Scale, Clarus was almost like a ball of sunshine. He was always smiling and was kind to others. His talent for music usually soothed the members' souls when he would play his guitar and sing a song. He was also an excellent mage who was part of the core that represented the current Lamia Scale's strength. His manipulation of gravity made him seem like an unstoppable force. He was also tough to defeat in battle due to his stamina and abnormal amount of magic power. Despite his kind attitude, he was still prone to anger and negativity if pushed too far.

The sunshine that his smile created hid behind clouds as he became informed of what Lyon and Jura had learned. It was a little cloudy.

"A laboratory for experimentation…"

"It does appear that you could have come from there. When I found you, you were wearing the clothes in this picture."

"But I don't remember anything about a laboratory." Clarus looked down, worried.

Lyon crossed his arms and leaned back on the wall. "If experimentation on children were being done in the laboratory, you must have forgotten about it if traumatic enough. They call that dissociative amnesia."

"I mean, it's true that I don't remember anything before I met Jura…" Clarus rubbed the back of his neck as he kept churning the information in his mind. "But even with dissociative amnesia, I think I'd remember being a twin. I feel like that would be information I would retain, you know? But then again... I don't remember anything."

"Karissa never once mentioned anything about having a twin brother either." Lyon said, putting a thoughtful hand to his chin. "Perhaps you two were separated at birth?"

Clarus' gaze skittered away and he bit his lip. "That… sounds sad."

"One thing we know is that you indeed look similar to Karissa-dono. When I first saw her during the alliance meeting, I made note of how she reminded me of you." Jura said with certainty. "You both have the same kind of eyes. But you seem to be taller than her, meaning that you two are fraternal twins."

They both also had two moles on their faces. They had the same one on their chin but the second one was in different places. Karissa's mole was near the left side of her mouth while Clarus had one near the corner of his left eye.

When Lyon first joined Lamia Scale, he wasn't introduced to Clarus until a week later. Apparently, he was doing a job all the way in the west of Fiore. When he saw Clarus, he was indeed reminded of Karissa because of his eyes. He didn't pay much attention to it though since he never thought they'd be related. It was only when Jura openly remarked their similarities that Lyon could properly see the resemblance.

"I suppose only a DNA test would tell, right?" Clarus laughed lightly. This was for him to take in the information with ease since he noticed he was still a little shocked. "But that'd be impossible."

"I wouldn't say it's impossible. As far as I know, the houses of those who were on Tenrou Island still remain under their names." Said Lyon as he recalled how the current Master of Fairy Tail, Macao Conbolt, said that their homes would still remain under their name and would fight to keep it that way. "A lock of hair would be enough."

"What stands out to me is that Clavis was listed as one of the Oración Seis' keys, a spare key." Jura said, remembering the written report about the dark guild he defeated with the alliance. Brain had another side of himself that he kept locked away. He used his own members as keys to hide it away. "I'm wondering if Brain's own guild members were part of the Bureau of Magical Development as well. If that's the case, this makes it very unnerving."

Grooming children for one's own purpose? Disgusting.

Jura peered down at the photo with a frown. If only they knew how old Clarus was when this photo was taken. But even with that, they wouldn't be able to learn if he was separated at birth. Knowing if he was indeed separated or not would perhaps give them an idea of just how long he was kept in that laboratory.

Lyon wondered if Karissa truly didn't know about her own twin brother. But if Clarus was given away as a baby, then perhaps her parents didn't tell her the truth out of shame? They perhaps didn't want her to feel like it could have been her instead.

While Lyon and Jura were thinking to themselves about Clarus' existence, the mage in question was busy trying to recall anything about his family. A face. Anything. He wanted to remember something from the past that he never bothered trying to reach out to before.

Then he felt something growing in his heart.

Sadness.

If he was in a laboratory, does that mean his parents didn't want him anymore? Why was he even there in the first place? Wasn't it a parent's job to take care of their children? According to Lyon, his 'parents' weren't dead after he was born, they were alive for a few years after Karissa was born.

A dark cloud loomed over him, his natural brightness fading.

Was it because he was abnormal? How could he even control how much magic he possessed?

The thought of being disliked after being born by his own parents made him feel so sad.

How he wished he had a mother to call his own.

Even if he never bothered thinking about the past he had forgotten, he still wanted to feel the love of a parent. Jura might have been his father figure, but it could never fill in the hole of left in his heart from the lack of motherly love. He was even jealous of the children holding their mother's hands and heading home together, serving as a constant reminder that Clarus never had any parents like that.

He wanted that love.

A single tear escaped his eye.

Feeling the trail running down his cheek, Clarus blinked a few times and reached for his cheek. "Guh…" he wiped it away with his palm.

Hearing the nineteen year old make a sound, the two older mages looked at him and saw him quietly wiping tears away. Seeing the mage who naturally smiled kindly cry made the two feel like the world had done something wrong to him. A pure soul who was crying quietly. It made Lyon feel like crap.

"Clarus…"

As Lyon took a step forward to try and comfort him, Clarus stiffened, his eyes growing wide.

A sudden ringing was echoing in his mind. He winced and used one hand to support his head, the other aimlessly reached out for something to steady himself. He grabbed a bookshelf. It started tipping over.

"Clarus!" Jura shot up from his seat and ran to cover the young man. Still holding his head, Clarus fell down and continued crying and wincing.

"Jura-san!" Lyon quickly made an ice bear to cover Jura and Clarus. The ice bear paid no mind to the falling books and instead focused on pushing back the shelf.

The earth mage looked at Clarus and put a hand on his shoulder. "Clarus? Clarus? What's wrong? Can you hear me?"

"Why…?" Clarus gritted his teeth.

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"Why…? Why do I have to be here?"

A young Clavis wept in his assigned room as a constant ringing echoed in the halls. He knew what that sound meant. It was the sound that alerted the staff that one of the children were dying from their experiments. The sound was haunting for him. It reminded him that death was always nearby in this facility.

Clavis wiped his tears with his hands. "I don't want to be here anymore…! I hate it here!" he hiccupped. He just wanted to be rescued from this dreadful place.

"Mommy… daddy… where are you?"

Why wasn't anyone coming for him?

He wanted his mommy.

"Mommy…!" Clavis coughed and continuing sobbing. Aggressively wiping his tears.

"I wanna go home…!"

He wanted to leave.

"I'm scared…!"

He didn't like feeling pain everyday.

"I don't like it here…!"

He didn't feel safe at all.

Why wasn't anyone coming for him after all this time?!

Clavis gritted his teeth and hit his head with his little fists. "Why…? Why…?!"

He just…

He just wanted to get OUT.

"WHY?!" Clavis screamed tearfully, clutching his hair.

All of a sudden, the bed he was sitting on just broke. Startled by the sudden movement, Clavis fearfully scampered off his bed only to notice the disaster that his once childish room now looked like. Everything was crushed or thrown in disarray. The flooring was dented and absolutely broken. There was broken glass from the mirror. Clearly, the floor was in no state for him to be walking on.

He thought the bad people were doing something to him.

Panicked, he turned to his bed. It was instinctive. In this facility, his bed was the only sense of comfort. But it was broken now.

Clavis' eyes widened.

The window.

It was broken.

The window that he could never break nor open was shattered.

Natural sunlight was directly hitting his skin. At that moment, it looked like hope and it seemed like it was beckoning him to come out of his dark room.

Get out. Get out! GET OUT!

Upon hearing footsteps nearing his room, Clavis hurried to get on his broken bed and then started climbing out of his window, towards freedom. He whimpered when glass got into his palms and his legs from climbing.

His door slammed open.

Clavis whipped his head and saw the scary people.

"Number 21 is escaping!"

NO. NO. NO. NO!

GET OUT.

LEAVE.

I DON'T WANT TO STAY!

"Don't let him escape!"

Clavis jumped out the window. His heart's desperate wish was to finally be free and find solace somewhere. He wanted to get as far away as could.

"Clavis!"

Then, Clavis found himself flying straight towards the horizon. No. He was falling towards the horizon. It was his magic: Gravity. He was falling away from the Bureau of Magical Development. He felt like he was squeezing something inside of him as he fell. This feeling of squeezing seemed like it was the reason why he was getting away so fast, so he didn't stop.

He never relented in squeezing.

His magic power actually allowed gravity to pull him all the way to the next country: Bosco. He once passed out from the exertion. However, he still continued after regaining consciousness. But with the lack of proper nourishment, he ended up falling into the waters between Bosco and Fiore.

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Clavis opened his eyes.

His dark brown orbs' pupils constricted when he was met with bright light. It wasn't just bright light. There was a strange looking man with no hair peering down at him. He was holding him. Seeing Clavis' eyes open, the man looked relieved.

"You're alive. That's good."

"… W…Who?" Clavis croaked from the lack of hydration.

"My name is Jura. Jura Neekis. Can you tell me your name, little boy?"

"… My name…?"

What was his name again?

Cl… Cla…?

"… It's C… Cla… rus…"

"Clarus. I see."

The brief memory returned to him. He had been staring off into space the whole time he was remembering it, worrying the two older mages. He didn't even blink once during the whole minute. It almost seemed eerie. Jura couldn't even make him snap out of it.

After a minute passed, Clarus blinked and looked around in alarm. The emotions and adrenaline from his forgotten memory transcended time and made him feel it again after all this time.

"Clarus, relax." Jura put his other hand on Clarus' shoulder. "It's alright. You're okay."

Lyon, who had been watching him with Jura while picking up the fallen books, wondered what had happened to his friend. What made him act up like this out of the blue?

The black haired gravity mage lowered his gaze and blinked a few times. Jura sat on the back of his legs and observed the young man who steadied his breathing that had been previously ragged.

"How odd." Clarus chuckled once. "To remember something just by wondering…"

Jura's eyes widened a little. "You remembered something?"

"I only remembered how I escaped the Bureau of Magical Development…" Clarus started. He could feel his heart pounding hard against his ribcage. It almost felt like he awoke from an intense dream late at night. "Just when I was doubting it all… it comes back to me." He laughed to himself and covered his face with his palms. "I remember being called Clavis. That's my name. I somehow forgot it when I awoke on the shore. I know I had parents that I knew and that I know knew about me. But that's all I know. I don't remember anything else right now…"

Clarus of Lamia Scale's true identity was Clavis Sinclost.

His forgotten identity was the result of trauma.

He is one of Zack and Domilia's children.

And he was currently the only child of the Sinclost family that was proven to be alive.

According to the file, Clavis was born in Bosco. It had detailed reports about how the researchers poked at his magical power and experimented to strengthen it further. However, when they realized that the boy already possessed much power on his own, they began to train him to strengthen his magical abilities. That was the logical path to take after discovering that he learned to control his magic power after experimenting on him. They reinforced his body with drugs to have him tolerate the power of gravity. They wanted to remove the drawbacks of overexertion. By doing so, they would be grooming the boy into something akin to a soldier. A soldier that was trained and strengthened at a young age that was capable of fighting like someone three times his age.

A perfect candidate being one of Brain's keys.

However, there weren't any records of his training. That was because Clavis escaped from the facility. It was funny. They were trying so hard to strengthen his magical powers only for him to do it on his own. His fragile heart had steeled itself and gave him the boost he needed to flee with his magic. A dangerous thing to do. Using magical powers also included touching one's own life force, thereby risking danger to themselves if pushed too far. It's a miracle that Clavis managed to survive. It's a good think he had the good sense to cease using his powers, even if it ended up with him falling into the ocean.

Toby, Yuka, Sherry, Jura and Lyon were seated around the table with Clarus who was quietly thinking to himself. Close friends were informed of what they learned about the gravity mage.

"So, what will you do now?" Yuka wondered with a glass of water in hand. He handed Toby a tissue who had been crying over the sad story.

Sherry was gently rubbing Clavis' back. When he recounted about how he lamented on not receiving a mother's love prior to remembering something, it made her feel empathy as someone who promoted love.

Clarus gently tipped his head and stared at the table. "… I guess, I want to know why I was separated from my family. I want to know why my mother and father never came for me…"

According to Lyon, after Karissa departed from Ur's home, Ur told them that Karissa and Van happened to be born with too much magical power. Her older brother got sick so her parents decided to place a seal on his powers to keep him healthy until his body could handle it. Karissa also had one until it broke during training one day, inducing a fever. The marking of the seal faded after some time.

Jura said that Clarus never once had anything like that happen to him, leading him to believe his seal broke in the facility. If so, that would make sense. It's a shame he couldn't remember anything about it though.

"If you forgot, Zack and Domilia have been dead for a long time." Lyon reminded him frankly. "You won't be able find that love you're looking for."

"Lyon-sama…!" Sherry frowned at his nonchalant tone.

"I know that." The gravity user sighed. "I can never get that love. But I still want to search for their traces and know about them. I want to learn about my family. I want to know why is it that we ended up like this."

"How?" Yuka folded his arms on the table. "Lyon said that Karissa never once mentioned about having a twin brother. You can't ask Fairy Tail for help because even they wouldn't be aware of your existence."

"Fairy Tail isn't the only answer. If I can, I'll retrace the steps even farther back."

Lyon's eyebrows rose up. He had an inkling about what he was referring to. "But you don't even know where they used to live in Bosco." Lyon pointed out. Surely Clarus wasn't so serious that he was willing to search across a whole country.

Clarus lifted his head. Everyone could see determination burning his in eyes. The sun that spread gentle sunlight was now emitting powerful rays that brought light in front of Clarus, illuminating the path he needed to take. "I want to know. I don't care if I have to search for months… I want to learn something. Anything. I want to know why I am not in the picture with my family today."

Clarus wanted to know about Clavis Sinclost's origins.

The people at the table knew that Clarus wouldn't stop now that he made up his mind. He was going to search for any clue that he could find, any rumor that would lead him to finding the truth.

Clarus could have been passing by his family in the streets in towns and he wouldn't even know it.

His family that was now presumed dead by the whole country.

What a pity it was to learn about one's own family and yet not realize it until they were gone.

"This feeling in my heart… the desire to learn more about my origins. It won't go away until I do something about it. I don't want to sit here and wonder. I want to actively search for an answer. Is that so wrong?"

Toby slammed his hands on the table as he shot up from his seat, effectively scaring Yuka who let out a loud yelp. Lyon, who was sitting next to him, looked up at his guildmate. "I want to help you Claruuus!" He howled with rivers of tears streaming down his face. He was extremely moved by the story of family separation and the desire to find out why. He started whining like a dog while snot started leaking from his nose.

"For goodness' sake, your nose is dripping!" Yuka reprimanded him and shoved a handful of tissues he randomly took out from his pocket.

"No, it's not!"

Clarus smiled softly at his guildmate. Despite Toby being older than him, he still displayed the genuine heart of a child that Clarus appreciated.

"Are you sure?" Sherry placed her hand on her lap as she stared at the touched smile on Clarus' face. "You might not find anything at all."

"I might as well try. And if I try hard enough, I'm sure I'll be able to do it." Clarus clenched his fists in determination. He smiled brightly with his eyes closed, displaying a bright hope that could not do anything but touch Sherry's heart. "Anything is possible!"

There was innocence that sparkled with determination around Clarus.

"Aw, Clarus!" she cooed and hugged the mage who had an angel-like smile. "I'll also help you! Your love for your family will definitely help you find what you're looking for!"

"Thank you, Sherry!" Clarus leaned his head on her to show his appreciation. He had a sibling-like blond with the Doll mage.

Lyon smirked at this and crossed his arms. "You'll be living in Bosco for months if you search on your own. I supposed I should help and save you the trouble."

"Really?" Clarus' eyes brightened while still being hugged by the pink haired mage. "Wow, thank you, Lyon! I really hope it isn't too much trouble though…"

Lyon just waved his hands dismissively, still smirking. If I refuse to help out, I might risk seeing Clarus' saddened eyes, and that would just ruin my whole day and make me feel so filthy.

"Fine, I'll come along too." Yuka let out a sigh.

Everyone else looked at Jura, expecting his response to Clarus' journey. He was currently thinking, eyes closed and arms crossed. This was Clarus' father figure who thinking right now not the ace of Lamia Scale. As the man who found Clarus with glass shards in his skin on the shore, as the person who watched over Clarus grow into the person that he was today, he always wanted him to keep his bright smile. Thus, if this journey would potentially bring him happiness, then he wanted nothing more than to support him.

"I believe you should go if you truly do seek the truth." Jura gave Clarus a kind smile. "I most likely won't be able to accompany you on this journey, but I will pray that you find what it is that you seek."

In response to this, Clarus smiled with his eyes closed and nodded.

I want to become Clavis Sinclost again.

But not as I am now.

I still don't know enough to be that person.

But when the time to decide whether I can be Clavis Sinclost comes, I hope I can embrace that identity with all that I am.

And so, Clarus, Lyon Vastia, Sherry Blendy, Yuka Suzuki and Toby Horhorta were now set for Bosco in search of the thin threads that were left behind by the Sinclost family.

We are entering the short Clavis-Clarus arc

Clavis escaped the research facility before Ultear did so he was able to avoid being caught in the destruction of it.

Being twins, I purposely wanted them to have something in common other than physical traits. I decided to go with magic. Gravity and wind can be used to make the user fly around.

Also, from what it looks like so far, Clavis looks like the opposite of Karissa lol. She can be pessimistic, she cusses and can be mean while Clavis is bright, doesn't cuss (so far), and is kind. Their hair is parted on opposite sides too lol.

Anyway, I took a break since I was feeling burnt out from pumping out chapters. Now, I feel recharged and ready to press on with this story! LET'S GO!

Oh, and I see I hit 100+ followers on this story! Thanks!