They were to late? No, he mentally snarled along side his sorrowfull dragons howls. Laxus refused to accept that! He had already come to far to just accept that they hadn't made it in time to stop her. He was far to invested in this now to just walk away. There was no way in hell he was going to let that blonde haired women slipped away from him and out of his life. He had already allowed her to slip away once, he wasnt going to a second time.
"Natsu," Laxus spoke cutting through his fellow slayers cries, momentarily stopping his tears as he turned up to stare at the older man with a sniff, taking in the determination set upon his face and in his stormy eyes. "Go pack a bag." He ordered.
"What?"
"I said, go pack yourself a bag. We're going after her. I'll head back to the guild to inform the geezer that we will be gone on a mission and I'll grab your blue haired menace on the way." He explained as he turned to the girl, reaching into his pocket to pull out jewel notes, not even sparing a glance at how much he threw upon the counter at the girl. "We'll take the next train out to Seven."
And not even the thought of boarding on one of those death traps could detain the pure happiness Natsu felt at knowing Laxus wasnt just going to throw in the towel. At knowing the two of them were going after Lucy. And just like that his sadness gave way to his element, flames licking at his hands as he fisted them, his eyes harded in determination.
"Alright, let's do this! Let's go get Luce back!"
Laxus couldn't even find it in himself to suppress his grin at the pinkets boisterous shouts, watching as he bulldozed through the crowned station and its people without a single apology, to focused on their new 'mission'.
Turning his gaze up towards the sky, the startled civilians screamed in fight as lighting shot down from the heavens to engulf and take him before the sound of thunder boomed loudly.
Word Count: 360 (working on the next chapter now. Enjoy!)