Juvia walked quite a distance, she didn't know where she was going but right now all she cared about was getting away from the wicked woman who was trying euthanize her cat. After thinking for a moment she decided to try her luck at the local train station the only problem was she didn't know where it was. She saw a wagon carriage parked at the edge of the road. It was the kind that traveling musicians or salesmen lived in, she had seen wagons like that at county fairs though or when the circus came to town. Hoping that whoever lived there could direct her to the train station, she walked to the wagon and knocked on the door. It was answered by a man who bore red tattoo over his eye, Juvia recognized him as Professor Fernandes the famous magician and traveler who according to rumors had seen all the crowned heads of Europe but to be honest he was just a con man.

"Can I help you young lady?" He asked her.

"Yes I'm looking for the train station." She said.

He looked down at the suitcase she held in her left hand.

"Going on a visit?" He guessed.

"No I...I...I...Well I..."

By the look on her face he was able to figure out exactly what she was doing.

"You're running away."

"How did you guess?" She asked.

"I don't guess I know now why are you running away? No wait! Don't tell me. They don't understand you at home. You feel like no one's really there for you."

"Wow you really are a great magician Professor Fernandes."

Not really. That's just the typical things that a sixteen year old girl feels sometimes, it doesn't exactly take magic to figure that out. But while Professor Fernandes was indeed a trickster and a con artist he had a good heart and he had feeling that Juvia was making a terrible mistake by running away from home and decided to help her but not in the way she wanted him to at the moment.

"The train station is just down the road." He told her.

"Oh thank you." Just then Frosch ran right into the wagon. "Frosch that's not polite! We haven't been asked yet!"

She put down her basket and suitcase then went to catch her curious cat who was scurrying around the area. While she was distracted with trying to catch Frosch, Professor Fernandes went through her basket and found the picture frame containing the photograph of her with her aunt and uncle. All three of them were smiling and embracing each other. Just as he had suspected, she came from a loving family and was going to leave it over a petty argument or something like that. He needed to change her mind quick but he couldn't just tell her to go home. No she wouldn't listen but maybe he could trick her into going back.

"I'm so sorry about Frosch." Juvia apologized. "He doesn't mean any harm, he's just curious."

"Oh it's no trouble." He told her. "Wait! Before you go would like some insurance?"

"Insurance?"

"You see I have a magic crystal that I use to communicate with the spirits and they tell me the future. Would you like to know what's waiting for you if you continue down this path?"

"I suppose."

They sat down at a table and he pulled out a crystal ball that he sat on top of the table. He rubbed the crystal ball with his hands a few times.

"What do you see? Will I have a safe trip?" Juvia asked.

"Well I don't really see you."

"What do you see?"

"I see a woman. Older, with pink hair tied up in a bun."

"That's my aunt Porlyusica. What's she doing? Is she okay?"

"Well...She's...She's crying."

"Crying?"

"Yes. Someone's hurt her, someone's broken her heart. It's someone who she loves very much."

"Could it be me?"

"I don't know for sure. The spirits aren't exactly specific. Does she love you?"

"Well yes. She's the closest thing I have to a mother. My own mother died many years ago when I was just a baby, she and Uncle Makarov are the only family I have. What's she doing now?"

"Well she...Oh."

"What?"

"She's...She's putting her hand over her heart...She's...She's dropping down on the bed."

"Oh no! What's wrong with her?"

"I'm afraid the crystal's gone dark now. The spirits have told me all they can."

"Aunt Porlyusica must be sick. Oh I have to go home right away!"

"I thought you were running away. I thought no one understood you back home."

"Oh no! No! I have to get to her right now! Come on Frosch! Come on!" She grabbed Frosch, her basket, her suitcase, and hurried off. "Goodbye Professor Fernandes and thanks a lot!"

He watched her leave, glad that his plan worked but then he noticed that the sky was getting dark and the wind was starting to get rough.

"I better get undercover, looks like a storm is brewing. Poor little kid, I hope she gets home alright."

Back on the farm a twister had started up so Makarov and his farm hands were doing everything they could to secure the farm.

"Natsu let those horses out!" Makarov ordered. "Where's Gajeel? Gajeel! Gajeel!"

"It's a twister! It's a twister!" Gajeel shouted.

"Alright don't panic! Everyone to the storm cellar!"

"Makarov!" Porlyusica screamed. It wasn't until now that she finally realized that her niece was gone and the poor woman was in a panic. "Makarov I can't find Juvia!"

"What do you mean you can't find her?"

"She's not in her room or in the house! She's somewhere out in the storm!"

"Porlyusica get to the strom cellar!"

"Not until we find Juvia! We can't just leave her out in this weather!"

"We can't look for her now!"

"Gajeel and I will look around the area for her one last time." Gray said. "Natsu you help Mr. and Mrs. Dreyar get to the cellar safely."

"Right." Natsu said.

So while Natsu escorted Makarov and Porlyusica safely to the storm cellar, Gray and Gajeel desperately searched the grounds for Juvia but they couldn't find her anywhere.

"Any sign of her?" Gray asked.

"No and I can't see a thing in this storm!" Gajeel answered.

"Sorry Juvia." He sighed. "Come on let's get to the cellar."

Reluctantly the two went to join Makarov, Porlyusica, and Natsu in the storm cellar. They all said a prayer that Juvia was safe wherever she was. At that exact moment she had arrived back home. She could feel the strong winds of the cyclone blowing through her hair and up the skirt of her dress. She could hardly see a thing but she managed to make it inside of her house.

"Aunt Porlyusica!" She called searching the house. "Aunt Porlyusica! Uncle Makarov! Natsu! Gajeel! Gray!"

She called out the names of her friends and her family members but there were no responses and she didn't see any of them in the house. She figured that they must be outside in the storm cellar so she went to join them but Frosch wwas frightened by the storm and ran upstairs to Juvia's bedroom.

"Frosch no! Come back!"

She chased after him and found him hiding under her bed. She had just reached over to pull him out when the wind caused the window to break off and hit her on the head. And she was hit so hard that she ended up falling onto her bed and losing consciousness. She was in darkness for quite some time and when she found herself able to see again she saw some very strange things. Outside everything was flying in the air, not just birds, she saw flying cows, flying chickens, flying pigs, a flying row boat that held two men, and a flying old woman knitting in a chair.

"What's going on here? Am I imaging things?"

She looked down from out the window and saw that the house was inside of the cyclone, flying and whirling around in the wind. She had never been afraid of heights before but now she was scared to death of them. Once this storm settled she and Frosch would probably fall to their deaths. Suddenly the twister stopped and the house dropped. Down and down it fell, Juvia held Frosch close and covered her head, expecting this to be the end for both her and her pet. But when the house finally landed there was no big crash or the house didn't break into a million pieces, all she felt a little bump.

"Oh!" She gasped. She felt around her face and body, nothing was broken and nothing hurt. She was still in one piece and didn't have a scratch on her. "My goodness what a fall. Though I wasn't expecting the landing to be like that. Are you okay Frosch?"

The little green cat nodded.

"At least it's over now. Let's go outside and see if we can find the others."

Little did she know that what she was going to see outside was most definitely not going to be her farm.