The Tower

Here is what Levy learned from the stream of information that seemed to pour out of Gajeel's mouth.

1) The Tower is extremely old and is filled with lost history.

2) The person in charge of The Tower goes by the name "Jellal" and is extremely powerful.

3) Why he has the book is unknown, but he has gone to great lengths to keep it away from the outside world.

4) There are plenty of ways to get killed, so she is obligated to stay near him at all times.

5) If she hand't noticed earlier there is not much known about The Tower.

6) She has to be careful

7) She cannot go walking off by herself unless she wants to get herself killed "like a dumb ass".

As soon as he finished he stood up abruptly and started walking out of the room, silently insinuating that Levy should follow. Luckily she was able to catch on fairly quickly and followed Gajeel's lead. He went back to the central cave and told a concentrated Makarov "Taking her back"

Makarov looked up and gave a short nod "See you on Saturday Miss Levy"

Levy gave him a wave and pretty soon she was teleported back to her neighborhood. She was back in-between the houses standing in an eerie silence. She looked up at Gajeel, maybe just for some reassurance, but he was off in his own world. She gave a little sigh and mumbled a goodbye; disappointed by Gajeel's response she turned to walk away from the burly man. Before she could leave she was stopped. Gajeel's hand gripped her arm and he looked straight into her eyes.

"Be careful Levy"

She felt a blush sneak its way onto her cheeks. She was glad that it was so dark.

"Levy?"

"Yeah, yeah I will" she came back to the reality and gave the man a reassuring smile. "I'll see you on saturday"

"Right, don't do anything stupid or we'll never get that book"

Levy rolled her eyes, so much for a sensitive side "uh huh right, right"

She walked off and waved in his direction. She made her way out of the alley and turned down the street till she reached her home. A little, blue one-story home. Once she entered her home she was unsurprised to find that she was without a guardian despite the late hour.

She walked straight to the kitchen, not even bothering to turn the lights on, and poured herself some much needed chocolate milk. As she drank it she heard something that sounded like footsteps. It was a quiet sound but just a little too loud to be the creaking of the floorboards. Levy put down her chocolate milk. She wasn't sure if the nerves she felt were just her being paranoid. After the whirlwind she had been living through, would it be crazy to believe someone broke into her home? Not quite. She grabbed a steak knife from the drawer.

The creaking got louder. Levy's heart was so beating fast, it felt like it would leap out of her chest. She slid her back against the wall and try to make herself inconscpicous in the corner of the kitchen. She let out a shaky breath and then she saw it. An unfamiliar figure dressed in black, walking precariously in her home, with a knife in his hand.

She prayed for a miracle.

Ta Da the end

Thanks for those still reading and who have been patient with me :) I appreciate it