Lucy Heartfilia POV

"Lucy?" I rose my head from my pillow, a thick line of drool connecting my mouth to the silk pillow case. I blinked away some of the haze in my vision to see my blue haired friend, Levy, chuckling at me.

I buried my face back in my pillow, groaning. "What do you want Levy?" My voice was muffled from the silk surrounding my face, causing my friend to laugh harder at me.

"Your father wants to see you, Lu." She giggled out, casually wiping her eye with her long sleeved, orange shirt. I groaned again, rubbing my face into the silkiness of the pillow case in an attempt to wake myself up.

"Why are you laughing at me still?" Levy grinned and shrugged.

"Cause I think it's funny when the Princess of Fiore wakes up looking like a beast when she's supposed to be perfect all the time, even in slumber." I rolled my eyes at the ridiculous notion.

"I don't have to be perfect all the time, Levy." I sat up in my pink, frilly bed, stretching my arms high above my head. A moan of content escaped through my lips as my back popped. I jumped out from the covers, feeling my silky blue pajama shorts clinging to me in an uncomfortable way. I shimmied around until they felt comfortable again and turned to Levy, popping my hip out, hands stretched high above my head, striking a ridiculous pose. "I only have to be perfect in public." And winked at her. Levy clutched her stomach, laughing at the ridiculous way I was acting this morning. It felt like a good day.

"Why are you so hyper this morning, Lu? Normally, you're like the spawn of Satan when someone wakes you up before noon." I heard my friend say as I stepped inside the bathroom, stripping away my night clothing and jumping into the already steaming shower the servants had gotten ready.

"It just feels like it's going to be a good day!" I shouted over the steady stream of water that was running down my body.

"Well, I just hope it stays that way! When your father asked me to come get you, he looked rather…" She paused thinking of a good word to use. "Distracted." I gave my shower wall a confused look, my hands stopping the movements of washing my blonde hair momentarily and fell to my sides.

"What do you mean by 'distracted', Levy?" I asked.

"I don't know how to exactly explain it. He just looked like he was a million miles away, thinking about whatever. I didn't ask him what was on his mind." I huffed in agitation.

"Well why not?" I heard my blue haired friend scoff.

"It's not my place to ask your father what's wrong with him." A pout settled itself on my face.

"Well, I don't want to go talk to him if he's in a bad mood, Levy. Remember the last time that happened?" I heard the tiny bluenette chuckle.

"How could I ever forget?! You two were so loud I bet I could've heard you from the ruins of Oak town!" I rolled my eyes at my friend, turning the shower faucet to the left to make the water stop.

"That's what happens when he pisses me off!" I yelled, casually stepping out of the shower and grabbed a soft, white towel from the counter top.

Wrapping the soft fabric around my body I heard Levy say, "You know you're not supposed to use that kind of language Princess Lucinda Heartfilia of Fiore."

"I'll say whatever the hell I want, Levy McGarden of Fiore." I growled out.

"Language, Lucinda!" My friend scolded me. A low growl sounded in my mouth.

Stepping out of the steaming room, I noticed Levy sitting on my couch, casually reading a novel I was working on. "What are you doing?" I asked while drying my hair with another towel I had grabbed. Her petite shoulders raised nonchalantly.

"Reading. What does it look like I'm doing?" I rolled my eyes.

"Who said you could read my novel?" Levy turned a bright smile toward me.

"I did!" I laughed.

"Who died and made you Queen?" Levy placed a delicate hand on her chin, thinking.

"I was going to say you, but you're standing right there, in a towel to be exact, and you tend to get violent when I say mean things to you." She paused. "So, I think I'm going to go with, nobody died. I'm just too awesome for them to not have as Queen." My friend smiled brightly at me, her eyes and nose scrunched. I laughed loudly.

"Get in line sister! I've been waiting almost eighteen years for this job. I'm next in line for the thrown." Levy stuck her tongue out at me.

"You can have the thrown after I get bored with it!" The petite bluenette laughed out.

"So, in four months?" I watched Levy nod her head vigorously as I pulled out a pair of jeans and a dark blue blouse from my dresser.

"I know what I can do! I can give you the country of Fiore for your birthday! It'll be the best present ever!" I laughed when I saw the mischievous grin plastered on her face. "I'm such a great friend."

"That you are." A small giggle escaped my mouth as I pulled on my pants, jumping up and down to get the tight fabric over my hips. I grunted with the small struggle. "I hate pants so much, Levy. Why can't we just walk around pant-less everywhere? It would be so much easier for girls everywhere." She scoffed.

"Yeah, easier for them to spread their legs for everything with a penis." A snort left my mouth while I pulled the cotton fabric of my blouse over my head.

"Ain't that the truth." I walked over to my dresser, glancing at myself in the huge mirror that accompanied the light wood perfectly. I sighed at my reflection. I looked like death. I glanced at the clock hanging on my wall. Well, no shit I look like death! It's only ten in the morning! I glared at my friend through the reflection of the mirror.

"Why the hell is my father asking for me at fucking ten in the morning on a Saturday?!" Levy tsked at my choice of words.

"Language, Lu." She scolded. "And I told you a little bit ago, I don't know why he wants you so early." I started combing through my blonde locks with a hair brush.

"Well, he knows how I am in the mornings." I grumbled out, irked. "Can't believe he woke me up early on a weekend. It's bad enough I have to get up for school, but now he decides to take away my Saturday." Levy shrugged.

"Maybe he's trying to teach you a little responsibility so he's waking you up earlier." I rolled my eyes.

"He's insane, I swear." A pregnant moment of silence filled the air before Levy decided to ruin it.

"Hey, Lu, do you wanna-"A loud, shrill, piercing scream filled the air. Panic settled in my features as I froze, eyes casted to a very surprised Levy. Only when her hazel eyes met mine did things actually register in my mind. Who the hell was screaming and why? More screams soon filled the air causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end.

"What the flying hell?" Hearing Levy's question broke me out of my trance and I began to sprint toward my bedroom door, the bluenette trailing close behind.

I don't understand what's happening!

We quickly made our way down the hallway into the foyer, finding a large crowd consisting of all the servants and guards in the castle huddled together.

"What happened?" My voice came out panicked and desperate. I heard Levy gasp at the scene before us as she jogged closer to the staff.

"Princess, stay back!" Goldmine yelled, grabbing me by my waist with one arm and dragging me away from the scene. I gasped, never having been handled in such a way and certainly not expecting my favorite guard to pick me up so casually. He hauled me into my mother's study, Levy following quickly behind us. "You need to stay in here."

"No!" I shouted at him. My mind swirled in confusion. Just what was going on?

"Please, just do it!" Goldmine took my shoulders in his large hands, squeezing them gently to emphasize his point on staying in the room. There was no way in hell I was going to stay in here while something was going on outside of the door.

"What's going on?!" The shout left my lips before it registered in my mind. I was in overdrive trying to figure out what was happening.

"I need you to stay here!" I looked at the brunette in front of me, his eyes pleading with me through his sunglasses to stay in the confinements of the smaller study.

"No! Tell me what's going on!" I stomped my foot rather childishly. A loud sigh erupted from the guard's lips.

"I can't, Princess!"

"And why can't you?!" My voice raised with my lack of patience.

"Because I'm not entirely sure what is going on!" The guard yelled at me, tightening his grip on my shoulders. I knew I shouldn't have been arguing with the man, but I needed to know what was happening in my kingdom.

"Well, figure it out!" I stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Goldmine groaned, running a hand down his face.

"That's what I'm trying to do!" He lifted his hands out in a wide gesture. "So, stay here so I can find out what is going on!" Panic engulfed my body as I watched the man I trusted most in this world turn and head for the door. I ran over to his retreating figure and gripped his arm… hard.

"I need to go with you!" I shouted in his face. He let out a frustrated groan.

"No! You need to stay here!" He said sternly as he attempted to pry my grip off his arm. I tightened my hold on him.

"Why can't I go with you?!" I demanded.

"Because it's not safe!" The guard groaned out, clearly frustrated with my stubborn personality. I wasn't about to give this up though.

"I don't care! I'm going with you!"

"No! I don't know what's going on out there and I have no idea what is going to happen. You need to stay out of the way and stay safe!" He pleaded to me. I fought with my inner thoughts on what to do in the situation. I wanted to get out there and see why there was a massive group standing by the door. I wanted to understand why there was screaming. I needed to know what was happening in my home. But on the other hand I completely got where Goldmine was coming from. With me out of the way no one would have to worry about me and they could focus on the issue at hand. A strangled groan escaped my lips, my hand making its way to my forehead.

"At least tell me what you know." The brunette looked at me, a worried expression settling on his tight features.

"A guard came back from a mission that was to patrol the area around the living quarters of a vampire guild named Saber Tooth, bloody and broken. He's the reason why all the maids were screaming and the reason why the doorway is blocked with staff. We can't get him into a room to wait for the doctor because everyone is scared they'll hurt him further. Before you came down some of the other guards were trying to take him into the emergency room we have here. He's already lost so much blood, truthfully I have no idea whether he's still alive or not." I gasped, the hand on my forehead quickly making its way to cover my mouth in horror.

"Then I definitely need to see what is happening out there!"

"No! Stay!"

"I can help!" My voice pleaded with the man. I looked into his worried-filled eyes, begging him to let me go out into the foyer.

"No!" He shouted.

"Please let me go help!" My voice was desperate. What was I supposed to do locked up in here? I would worry myself sick if I wasn't doing something and the only thing I could do at the moment was help the staff with the victim.

"Your father would be furious if I let you into dangers way!" I groaned, frustrated.

"I don't care what my father says! I need to do something Goldmine!"

"Well, I do care what your father says, Princess! It is my job to protect you from harm's way. I know you don't like sitting somewhere and letting everyone else do the work for you, but this is something you can't do!"

"Goldmine… Just please…" I begged one last time. The brunette's eyes softened, taking pity on my tragic state. He knew I wanted nothing more than to go out there and help my friends.

"Princess…" He started out, eyes casted down to the floor.

"I know I can help!" I cut him off. "I know you don't want me to, but I have to go." His eyes casted up to my face.

"You need to go talk to your father and figure out what is going on, Princess. We do need you, but just not like this. We can handle it, I promise. We need information though, so please, I'm begging, go get answers from the King. I'm sure it'll help all of our minds settle a little knowing exactly why something like this is happening." I thought about what the man before me had just said. It made sense. It would keep me out of danger's way while contributing to their confusion. Truthfully, bringing up my father cleared my mind to the point where I could function properly. Talking to him would be the only thing that could ease my mind about the current situation.

"Fine."

Walking briskly to my father's study, Levy trailing close behind, I kept thinking, why is this happening? As my father had told me before the vampire guilds have lived in peace with the human population for over fifty years. Why would they start wreaking havoc now? My mind wouldn't wrap around the dire situation and frustrated me. I just wanted some answers… And I wasn't going to leave until I got them. Stepping into the dimly lit study, I nearly shouted, "What the hell is going on?!"

"Mouth, young lady!" I heard my mother scold me. Who really cared at this moment what I said? Her, obviously. I settled my gaze on the stressed expression of my father who was currently sitting at his large wooden desk, head in his hands.

"Father, tell me what is going on." I said as I stopped in front of the desk, Levy standing close behind me. My heart thudded in my chest at what was about to come. I wanted answers more than anything but, I didn't know if I could handle the information I was about to be given.

"A vampire guild named Saber Tooth attacked a group of thirty troops last night." My father sighed and rubbed his large hands over his tired face. I nodded, already knowing that.

"Did any of them survive?" I had to make sure. Nervousness coated my body like a blanket. I was honestly scared of what was about to come out of my father's mouth.

"All of them are dead, except one." He brought his tired, dark brown eyes up to my face, searching for something in my features. My gut twisted in horror. I felt the need to go throw up the dinner I had last night that didn't seem to want to agree with me at the moment. I expected him to say those words, but I wasn't prepared to actually hear them.

"Why would they leave only one survivor?" Levy asked as she made her way up beside me. I looked at the tiny bluenette and saw her face was a sickly shade of green. She was having the same reaction as me when it came to the news of the fallen soldiers.

"So he could deliver us a message." I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"A message? What kind of message?" I asked, my voice slightly shaky. I watched my father take out a piece of yellowing paper, stained in thick, red blood. I grimaced at the sight of it. I mentally prepared myself for what the King was about to give me.

"Read this." I took the piece of paper in my shaky hands and took in a large breath. My eyes roamed over the beautiful calligraphy and my heart stopped, dropping to my stomach. I was not ready for something like this…

"My dear pompous, egotistical King Jude,

Soon I will have your "precious little kingdom" be cauterized to a pile of ash, but I am sad to say you may not live long enough to see it done.

Well, now isn't that heart-breaking?

You see, I will have you, with your pulchritudinous crown, laying cold in a basin of your people's warm bubbling blood, if I am not given your daughter to be my own. If she is not given to me willingly by her 20th birthday, consequences shall be initiated. And she will be the first that I go after…

She will be quite the whore given her stature. You've raised quite a feisty one, Your Majesty. She will be just the kind of entertainment I need.

All the masses suffering and pain can all be eluded if you could kindly grant me my simple, meager wish.

Ta-ta Lord Jude.

Love yours always,

S.E."

My breathing quickened as my heart started to race at uncontrollable speeds. He wanted me… Why did he want me? I glanced up at the sight of my parents. My father seemed worried, upset, and stressed beyond relief, his face drawn tight into a frown. I gaze flickered over to my mother standing beside him, her face blotchy and red from obvious tears that had been shed when they received the letter. Her face was also drawn tight into a frown. "Is he being serious?" The sentence left my mouth in a quiet whisper. I was downright terrified at the moment. Knowing what was going on was not as satisfying as I originally thought it would be.

"I'm afraid he is." A sudden convulsing of my stomach left me gagging and struggling to keep down whatever was left in the needed organ. Levy stood over me, carefully rubbing my back in a soothing manner. She was worried about me. Only when I was extremely upset would my stomach do such utter things to the rest of my body.

"Can I see the letter, Lu?" My friend's voice came out quiet and panicked. I shakily handed her the repulsive note, eager to get it away from my hands. "No…" Her hushed voice was all that I needed to fall over the edge, as I sprinted over to the garbage can in the corner of the room. My body jerked violently with every upheaval. I felt the soothing hands of Levy and my mother rubbing my back in kind gestures. Tears streamed down my face from the spasms and a ringing in my ears started, blocking out the soothing words coming from my mother's mouth. This wasn't happening. There was no way this was happening. I couldn't wrap my mind around what was going on at the moment.

After a few more retches that resulted in nothing, I sat back on my feet, only then realizing I had sunk to my knees during my fit. Levy knelt down next to me, wrapping her small arms around my shoulders.

"We'll figure something out, Lu, I promise." I heard the water sob lacing her words as she whispered into my ear. I took in a greedy gulp of air, trying to get some oxygen to my crying lungs. A sudden picture of myself, dangling from a foreign ceiling, bloody and bruised, popped into my thoughts. I shook my head, attempting to shake away the haunting thoughts running through my mind. I couldn't afford to think of what would happen if they did get me. I needed to think of ways to stop them from hurting everyone I love dearly.

"I can't believe he was right…" I heard the hushed whisper come from my mother's mouth. I squinted in confusion at the words that left her lips.

"Who was right?" I asked. My father stiffened at my question while my mother looked to me, worry and sadness clearly visible in her brown orbs.

"Dra-"

"Layla!" My father erupted from his desk chair, causing the three of us three girls to jump at the sudden ferocity. My gaze shifted to the blonde man that was my father.

"Who is mother talking about?" The King shifted uncomfortably under my intense gaze.

"Nobody." His voice came out harsh. I narrowed my gaze at him, standing up and walking over to the desk.

Placing my pale hands on the smooth wood, I demanded to know who my mother had hinted at. "Tell me who, father!"

The burly man stood up suddenly, knocking over the chair behind him as he leaned over the desk and got in my face. "It is none of your concern, Lucinda! What you need to worry about is that Saber Tooth is coming for you!" I gulped, but held my ground. My father was a very intimidating man, but I was just as stubborn as he was, if not more.

"I get that!" I growled out, growing agitated with the lack of information. "I know that Saber Tooth is after me, but I cannot stand here and not know everything! You can't hold information from me. I can't be kept in the dark!" The last sentence came out monstrous, surprising myself and everyone around me. I wasn't about to let the surprise show on my face, so I kept a menacing glare intact.

My father sighed, knowing he was going to get nowhere with me and sat back down in his seat. "He is part of the group known as Fairy Tail." I scrunched my brows together. "Do you remember them?" I shook my head slowly while sitting down in a small chair opposite of the blonde man, racking my brain to find anything on the guild named 'Fairy Tail'. "They are the most peaceful guild with any of the humans and their Master has given this kingdom much needed advise for many generations." I nodded slowly, taking in every word my father said. "I went to the guild yesterday morning to consult with Makarov, the master, about the alliance formed between three guilds."

"Wait… So you mean to tell me that three guilds are after me?" I all but shrieked out. This was not happening. I placed a hand on my forehead. I didn't think I could handle anything else.

"No, Lucy. These three guild formed an alliance between one another and joined together completely to create the renewed Saber Tooth. That is who the threat is, dear." I nodded taking in the new information. My brain was having a hard time keeping up with the news, but somehow was still managing.

"Which guilds?" Levy asked.

"The former Saber Tooth, Oracion Sies, and Grimoire Heart." I nodded in understanding. I had heard about all three guilds before. Saber Tooth and Grimoire Heart were the dark guilds that the kingdom had constantly under investigation to make sure they didn't break too many laws, while Oracion Sies was infatuated with saving the human race.

"So, why did they form an alliance?" I asked. My father let out a deep breath.

"We have come to the conclusion that the three have formed together because they are going to take over the country." My eyes widened.

"They can't do that can they?" The fear coming from my voice made me flinch. I hated sounding so weak and desperate. The King let out a small scoff.

"Of course they can, Lucy. They are vampires and far stronger than all of us mortals combined." My heart began to flutter and I felt another wave of nausea hit me.

"What are we going to do?" I asked, tensing the muscles in my stomach, trying to stop the awful spasms that would soon come.

"I've already discussed this situation with Master Makarov and we have three Fairy Tail vampires coming tonight to guard you 24/7." I nodded slowly. That was a smart plan. Use vampires to fight other vampires.

"So, personal body guards?" I thought about it for a moment before a sudden thought hit me. "How are you sure that they won't turn on us as well?" I asked, worry laced between my words.

"You can trust them one hundred percent, Lucy. These men will not harm you in any way possible. I trust Master Makarov with my life as well as yours and your mother's. These three will protect you, my dear." I nodded my head. Three protectors… Three vampire protectors. Vampires that I knew nothing about, but yet my mother and father trusted with their lives. These questions kept floating in my head: Were they really going to protect me from the dangers of Saber Tooth? Were they going to flee at the first sign of trouble? Or better yet, would they join up with the other demonic guild? I decided to take a chance.

"I trust you father, but what about you and Mama?" I asked.

"You do not need to fret over us, dear." My mother spoke first.

"We are already taken care of." The King spoke. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"How are you taken care of though?" The blonde man sighed.

"We will discuss that later, right now we need to focus on you." I saw my mother nod her head, agreeing with my father. I loud breath escaped my lips. I wasn't doing well with absorbing the information. Finding out a guild full of vampires was after you specifically so they could take over your country was a little too much to handle in one sitting. I did ask for all the information though… But now that I had it, I didn't know if I wanted it anymore. It was simply almost too much to handle.

"Who are my protectors?" I asked and my father instantly began to look through a file laid out carelessly on his desk. He picked up a small yellow folder labeled 'Fairy Tail' and handed it to me. I opened the file carefully, afraid of what was in store for my eyes.

"Their names are Max Alors, Joey Fullborn, and Wan Chanzi. You will meet them shortly as I have already contacted Master Makarov about the note from Sting." I heard the king say. "Those are their files so you can know a little more about them before they show up at our doorstep." A name stuck out to me in his sentence.

"Sting?"

"That is the name of one of the leaders of Saber Tooth." He sighed out. "The one who wrote the letter." My body tensed at the mentioning of the cursed letter. At least I had a name of the man who wanted to turn me into his whore and kill my family.

Brushing that thought aside, I focused on the other sentence that fell out of my father's mouth. "One of the leaders?" The Kind nodded.

"Because this group is three former guilds combined, they have two leaders." He paused for a moment. I could tell he was battling eternally whether to tell me or not. "Both of whom are recently matured Ancillas." My eyes widened drastically.

"Is that the reason why the three joined together in the first place?" My father lifted a brow, clearly intrigued.

"You figured that out fast." He grumbled out, eyeing my intently. I shrugged.

"I wasn't hard to guess."

"But, anyway, these new leaders have different mind sets as to the previous ones. Where previous masters of the three guilds have only wanted peace between the lands, the new generation is hell-bound on taking over the entire country."

"I see, father. Just what is the other leader's name?"

"His name is Midnight." My mother spoke up. I raised a questioning brow at the name, recognizing it from somewhere. My father noticed this and spoke up.

"Do you remember the former leader of Oracion Sies? The one named Brain?" I hummed, thinking about it. I recognized the name, but couldn't quite place where I had heard it from. Suddenly, it hit me.

"Wasn't he the vampire who kept saying that the human race was going to be the savors of the world or something along those lines and that we all needed to be protected from the 'villains' of the world?" My father chuckled lightly at my description of the vampire.

"I know he would be thrilled that he made such an impression with everyone." My mother chuckled slightly as well.

"Yes, that is him." I furrowed my brows in confusion. If the former leader wanted to save humanity, why did his son want to kill it?

"But he was so determined to save all of us… Why does his son wants to kill us?"

"Honestly, I have no idea what his motives are in this situation nor his actual involvement in the group." My father answered. That unsettled me. I needed to know more about this Midnight character.

"Do you think he is as dangerous as Sting?" I asked.

"I do not have any idea on him at this time, Lucy. I do know that Sting is the larger threat at this point in time, given that he is the one that sent out the letter. Is he the one that ordered my men to be killed? That I do not know. It could have quite possibly been Midnight. I know little about the overall situation, but thankfully Makarov has an idea of what to do to get some critical information out of a former member." My father spoke slow, letting me soak up all the information.

"May I see all the files you have on these new leaders?" Part of me was scared he wasn't going to let me see what I was up against while another part secretly hoped he wouldn't give me the files. Knowledge of this sort was terrifying yet thrilling at the same time. I wanted to know as much as I could, but I also wanted to save what little sanity I had left. This was not helping my poor mind.

"Here are the files that Makarov gave to me yesterday. Be sure you read over them carefully and if you have any questions, concerns, or ideas please consult me before anyone else." I nodded, completely understanding where my father was coming from. I took the green file folders out of my father's hands and set them on my lap along with the file on the Fairy Tail members. I felt powerful with the paper sitting on my thighs. It was as if I had a dirty secret that no one else would ever be able to know about. These files were dangerous if placed into the wrong hands…

"So what are we going to do about the guild?" I asked, raising my head from the files placed on my lap to the gaze of my father. He looked puzzled at my question, but answered anyway.

"We are going to have your protectors come to the castle and we shall figure out a plan from there on." My jaw fell slack.

"That's it?" I questioned the older two. My mother raised a brow at me.

"What else are we supposed to do?" She asked, confused. My mind reeled. What else could we do? I knew we needed a plan before the other vampires got here, but just what kind of plan? I wanted one just in case my 'protectors' turned on us. I wanted one to make me feel as if I had at least a little control in this uncontrollable situation. I hated sitting here feeling helpless; A damsel. I hated it. I wanted to do something about this awful thing happening in the kingdom. But what could we do?

"We could always start a war with them." I stated. My parents' eyes widened drastically at my suggestion.

Suddenly my father stood up from his desk, slamming his oversized hands on the wood. I flinched at the sudden impact. "They just wiped out thirty of my finest men, Lucinda! Do you honestly think we could take on a vampire guild?"

"They've basically already started a war! The moment you laid eyes on that letter, a war was determined in the near future! It's already going to happen so why not just speed things up a little bit?! We could at least try something!" I shouted, my anger spiking.

"Sending out those men was my trying! And now look where they are!" My father shouted, his anger spiking drastically as well. "Now I have to go and tell their wives they are widowed and their children that they've lost their father!"

"I never told you to go send out those men!" I shouted.

"But you're basically telling me to send the entire male population in Fiore on a suicide mission, aren't you?!" I glared menacingly at his looming figure.

"If you would just-"

"You are dismissed." He hissed out between clenched teeth. A low growl made its way up my throat, threatening to escape. I shot daggers at the man the kingdom called their King. We needed to do something.

"Just listen to what-"

My father cut me off again. "I said you are dismissed Lucinda!" He yelled out and turned to look out the window behind the desk. I could practically feel the anger radiating off of his body. Knowing I wasn't going to get anywhere with him this angry, I huffed in agitation before gathering the files I needed and walked out the door.

"That damn stubborn old man." I grumbled low under my breath.

"Lu, you need to watch your mouth." I heard Levy sigh out beside me. I didn't even realize she was there until that moment. I groaned, rubbing my right temple with two fingers. I was losing it.

"He wouldn't even listen to me, Levy!" I yelled loud enough for him to hear, completely ignoring what she had just said. "Nobody knows what is even going to happen so why can't we just take every chance we can? Starting a war that has already been fated to happen? It seems so logical just to get the show on the road! Why wait and stress about it when you can just speed things up and bring it to your doorstep?" I continued to rant to my petite friend.

"Because if we bring it to our doorstep without an actual plan, we're going to be annihilated. I can see where your father is coming from when he says to wait, but I also think that we should already begin to make a plan instead of waiting for the Fairy Tail vampires." I groaned, placing a hand on my forehead. What the hell is going to happen? If Saber decides to speed the war up instead of us, we'd be completely done for. Why does no one see that?!

"I think your father does see that, but isn't quite sure what to do. Maybe that's why he's waiting to form a defense." My eyes widened slightly realizing that I had said my thoughts out loud. A sudden thought hit me and I turned to the blue haired girl.

"Did he say when Fairy Tail was going to be here?" Levy glanced up to the ceiling as if the answer was waiting for her up there.

"I believe he said they were to be here by tonight." A relieved breath escaped my lips.

"Thank Mavis. That means that we can start planning a defense and an offense by tomorrow morning." I continued down the hallway into my room. "Come, Levy. We need to start working out some strategies to offer to the vampires." I heard my friend hum in agreement behind me as I pushed the door of my bedroom open. I sighed as I set the files down on the coffee table in front of my couch. Sitting on the floor, my legs crossed underneath the wooden surface, I began to look through the files that my father had given me.

"Let's look at the threat first." I mumbled out, feeling the bluenette take a seat beside me. I shifted through the first file I came to.

Name: Midnight (Macbeth)

Sex: Male

Race: Ancilla

Age: Unknown

Birthday: Unknown

Father: Brain (deceased)

· Sex: Male

· Race: Ancilla

· Age (Before death): Unknown

· Birthday: Unknown

· Whereabouts: Deceased

· Reason of death: Strigoi Brothers

Mother: Maria (deceased)

· Sex: Female

· Race: Human

· Age (Before death): 32

· Birthday: July 10th

· Whereabouts (Previous): Balsam Village

· Reason of death: Unknown

Previous Guild affliction: Oracion Seis

Current Guild affliction: (Reformed) Saber Tooth

Position: Co-Leader

Whereabouts: Ruins of Akane Resort

"Is that all they have on him?" Levy asked quietly. A frustrated sigh left my mouth as I glanced over the rest of the file, brows furrowed in concentration.

"That's all the personal information we have on him, I guess." I looked over the piece of paper again. "They don't even know his last name!" I read through the list again. It made no sense. How were we supposed to learn anything about his behavior from this little of information?

"Here are some clippings about his involvement in the current mass murdering's." I took the list of his previous activities from my friend, looking thoroughly at the white sheet of paper.

26 deaths at Hargeon within the span of four days.

17 deaths at Balsam.

6 deaths at Onibus.

14 deaths.

19 deaths.

8 deaths.

Horror filled my mind. How could someone be so cruel? So many deaths in such a short amount of time. I glanced over at a newspaper clipping that had quickly taken my interest.

Saber Tooth the new Strigoi Brothers?

Authorities are baffled at the strength of the newly reformed guild, Saber Tooth. Tom Barker, chief of police, fears that if they are not stopped soon, they will become equal or more powerful than the late Strigoi Brothers.

My breath stalled in my lungs. The Strigoi Brothers? Why did that name sound so familiar?

"Look at this one, Lu." Levy shoved the other file in my face. I skimmed over the contents of the new file.

"At least this one has a smidge more information."

Name: Sting Eucliffe

Sex: Male

Race: Ancilla

Age: 18

Birthday: February 8th

Father: Weisslogia Eucliffe (deceased)

· Sex: Male

· Race: Ancilla

· Age: Unknown

· Birthday: Unknown

· Whereabouts: Deceased

· Reason of death: Methuselah

Mother: Grandeeney Eucliffe (Alive)

· Sex: Female

· Race: Ancilla

· Age: 231

· Birthday: July 10th

· Whereabouts: Unknown

Previous Guild affliction: (Former) Saber Tooth

Current Guild affliction: (Reformed) Saber Tooth

Status: Co-Leader

Whereabouts: Ruins of Akane Resort

"His mother is still alive." Levy pointed a slim finger to the name. I snorted.

"That doesn't help us, Levy." I looked between the two leader's files. I looked at the 'deceased' parents of the two boys, my mind wandering about the strange word that held my eyes captive.

"What is a… Meth-u-sel-ah?" I sounded the word out as best as I could.

"That is the leader of the vampire race." My eyes widened slightly, looking at my blue haired friend.

"The leader of the whole race?!" My voice pitched with fear. "How do you know that and I don't?!" Her shoulders raised in a shrug.

"I read it one of the old books in the back of the library once. 'He is the one who rules all.' He's basically the God to vampire kind." She paused, letting me soak in the information. "His power comes from an ancient curse bestowed upon a power-hungry Ancilla back when the world was first formed. Igneel Dragneel is the current Methuselah and there have only been three before him." She turned toward me, expression completely serious. "They are almost impossible to kill. That Ancilla must have had a serious death wish if he tried to take on the lord." I looked down to the file in my hand, my mind running a million miles an hour to the new information.

"Do you think we have any files on Igneel?" Levy shook her head. I furrowed my brows together. "Why not?"

Levy's intense gaze captured me, frightening me to an extent. I had never seen my friend look so scared or serious in my entire life. "Because anyone who's ever met him doesn't live long enough to give any information." Her haunting tone sent a shiver running down my spine. But one thing just didn't add up.

"Then how do they know Sting's father was killed by him?"

"I don't know." Came her murmured response. A crease settled itself between her brows as she concentrated on something in her mind. I thought about everything that wouldn't add up between everything that we had learned. The holes were too big and uncomfortable for my mind to deal with. I needed more information. Determination settled in my features.

"We need to get more information."

This chapter was so hard to write for some reason. I revised it sooo many times I lost count. It had so many different ways to go, but I need to stop stressing over it and get on with the show! I don't think other chapters will be as hard as this one, but my mind likes to hate me sometimes XD

I want to give a big shout out to PurpleSkyLover for the amazing cover! My Lemons is amazing.

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