Author's note: Chapter 2 is here and ready to roll! I want to thank everyone for the love despite the craziness going on lately. I really kinda want to change this story up a little bit and just add your typical GTA vibe and humor but also... change the antagonist a bit 😉 but I wanted to change this up a lot from my normal writing and really challenge myself on this. I hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 2: The Shadow Gear Garage

Levy guided Gajeel behind the bar and pulled up a bottle of vodka, revealing a secret door behind the liquor shelf and entered it with Gajeel following behind, stuck in a complete stupor. She closed the door and looked up at the newest member of her gang.

"The first two rooms are normally rooms anyone would look if this place was raided, God forbid." she explained "They would never imagine we have a secret passageway." the light turned on in the room, revealing it to be small with silver walls and a scent of motor oil, alcohol and cigarettes.

Levy pressed a button on the left side of the wall which revealed a secret panel with more panels. She pressed another button which caused the room to rumble and the room began to move: it was an elevator. The elevator rumbled and vibrated as it took them farther down into what felt like to Gajeel, completely underground. Eventually, the elevator stopped and the typical ding! Noise could be heard and the doors opened to reveal a large metal facility.

Gajeel's jaw hit the ground.

"H-holy shit." he sputtered "It's a goddamn fucking bunker!"

"It was." Levy admitted "Until I bought it. We renovated the place to act not only as a bunker, but a safe haven for all of us in this gang. We have a cafeteria, a bath, motorcycle garage, lounging incase our members need to lay low for a while. We have an arsenal, medical facility, even a practice range."

"What about the meth?" Gajeel asked. Levy stopped in her tracks and looked at him.

"Are you crazy?" she asked "I wouldn't put the lab here! The fumes are dangerous and could blow us to kingdom come! The lab is about a half hour drive from here. We also took high measures with it and made sure it couldn't be traced to us if something was to go awry. I'm a thorough woman Gajeel, remember that."

"To be honest, I don't even doubt it." Gajeel muttered to himself. Levy opened a door to her left, and turned on a light switch which revealed a large room with what had to be, hundreds of luxury cars and motorcycles.

"Call it my personal collection or the "company standards"." Levy explained "We mainly use this for our cargo exports but we also use these for collections." Gajeel's eyes widened at the sight before him in pure shock. All of these had to be worth more than a house.

"A-are these-" he tried to spit out.

"Stolen?" Levy finished for him "I'm not completely sure to be honest. Some my team members had brought to me so I would say probably yes, others I bought off a guy I know who deals in luxury cars and prefers them to be stolen sometimes."

Gajeel nodded in response as he walked around the room, scoping out the beautifully vibrant cars and expensive motorcycles lined up around the room. A lot of these looked to be in value to that of a small house. As they walked through the large show room, Levy guided him to a door on the side that didn't seem noticeable at first; but caught Gajeel's interest.

"This leads to the infirmary." Levy explained "There's no hospital in this town; so if you're sick with appendicitis, you're boned. That's why we had to open this infirmary."

"Ya got a doctor or a surgeon or whatever the fuck?" Gajeel questioned.

"Just one." Levy explained "She's heavily trained in the medical field. Knows all forms of medical issues and surgery. One of our members had a kidney stone and she gave him a drink she made to help him, two hours later he was in the bathroom, screaming on the top of his lungs and getting it out. Gajeel somewhat felt a pang down there and winced at that thought.

"Okay, let's continue the tour." Levy spoke as she guided Gajeel out of the showroom.

Throughout the day, Levy gave Gajeel the grand tour of the whole facility, taking him to areas he never expected a place like this to have: a crafted hot spring, a pool, a gym, an emergency supply room, a room for everyone's motorcycles, lounging, you name it, this place catered to it!

Eventually, Levy took Gajeel to an area in the bunker that was a decent sized room made from pure concrete and filled with tables, tools, two lifts and electrical devices; the garage.

"This is where you'll be mainly working." Levy explained to Gajeel "We repair all of our bikes here and any vehicles we bring in we fix up as well."

"How much am I working with here?" Gajeel asked, picking up a nearby wrench and checking out the quality of it.

"You're also able to add "upgrades" to the vehicles." Levy winked "Also, change the paint as well."

"It's quite dirty work; but very rewarding." a strong, deep male voice suddenly spoke out, spooking Gajeel for a moment. He turned around to see a tall black man who was very muscular, with amber colored eyes, his hair in tight braids against his scalp walk over to him. The man was in an under shirt, ripped jeans and biker boots, covered in grease, sweat and holding what looked like a blow torch.

"Oh Lily!" Levy smiled "Good timing! This is Gajeel, he's our newest member and he'll be working with you in the shop from now on!" the man called Lily cocked an eyebrow at Gajeel hearing that.

"You're going work here?" Lily questioned "Got any experience with mechanics?"

"Dad used to own a shop." Gajeel shrugged "Knew the difference between a Briggs and Straton since I was five." Lily looked at Gajeel impressed.

"What motorcycle do you drive?"

"Used to own a Celestial 500 but I sold it before I moved to get by." Gajeel confessed.

"Damn." Lily spoke even more impressed "I own a Exceed 2357." Gajeel's jaw dropped.

"Those are one of the best bikes out there!" he spoke.

"This job pays well, so I got one with some of my cut."

BZZT BZZT!

Gajeel looked around the garage as he saw and the others heard the odd sound that echoed in the place.

"That's the buzzer." Lily explained "It means one of our members is coming in with their bike."

"You can tell by the buzzer?" Gajeel asked.

"It's a system we set up." explained Levy "Two buzzes means a bike, one means a car, three means stolen vehicle, needs the works so that way the cops don't find it." you can say Gajeel was perplexed at that one.

Moments passed and a brunette walked in with her motorcycle, it looked to Gajeel like a chopper type model and seemed to be normal to him. He looked up and noticed the owner; the brunette from upstairs.

"You're the new guy right?" she asked him, Gajeel nodded "Name's Cana, my old boozer over here hasn't been right for days."

"What's wrong with it?" Lily asked.

"Dunno. It's been making some weird sputtering noises the past few days and the engine has been getting overheated. Don't know what's wrong with it."

"I'll take a look." Gajeel offered, noticing Levy and Lily were not protesting this. Gajeel made his way over to the table nearby and picked a few tools that were going to be heavily necessary for this job. He grabbed a screwdriver and a small wrench and opened the front cover of her motorcycle engine.

"I need a light." he told the group and quickly, Levy pulled out her cellphone, turned on the flashlight and put it closer to Gajeel "Thanks." he began to monkey around the engine, placing the screwdriver in the area where the cooling fan was and then his eyes changed when he found the problem.

"Here's your problem!" Gajeel unveiled "Ya got a piece of garbage stuck in the engine! It's been screwing with the fan and causing it to overheat!"

"Is it an easy fix?" Cana asked.

"Psh. Simple as apple pie."

"Haven't had that drink in a long time!" Gajeel rolled his eyes at that before removing the engine fan and pulled out the troubling piece of trash: a plastic bag from one of the local convenient stores.

"Should be good now." Gajeel told her while placing the pieces back in their correct order and sealing the motorcycle completely "Try it now." Cana got on her bike and quickly started the engine on her bike, and just like magic, the bike didn't make a single sputtering noise.

"She's stopped sputtering!" Cana smiled "Thank you so much!" she handed Gajeel 50 dollars and gave him a pat on the back "Your next drink is on me!" and just like that, Cana hopped onto her bike and guided it back into the garage for the gang.

"You know what Gajeel," Levy suddenly spoke "I think you're going to fit in real well here."