The Man in Black

Levy's grip on the knife tightened as she heard the creaking of the floorboards roam around her home. She felt her anxiety heighten and was to terrified to breathe. She could not completely grasp the situation. The idea that someone broke into her home with the intent to harm her seemed so far fetched. Though she had to admit, with all the involvement with the mysterious book and the tower, maybe something like this shouldn't surprise her. She felt her heart pound in her chest. Could she handle this all the time? There's no way. She had no protection against the intruder except a knife she was unsure she would have the guts to use. Assuming the unknown figure left, Levy knew this person would not be the last. She can't possibly protect herself, especially if she has no idea who she is even up against. She would need a bigger safety net, but that won't matter if this figure kills her now.

She heard the creaking again. Though now to her horror it was near the entrance of the kitchen, her hiding spot. She gripped the knife like a lifeline, her knuckles turned white with the pressure of her grip. The figure loomed in the doorway. Levy's breath became lodged in her throat. She could see the silhouette, it was clearly a tall man. He wore all black and had the hood of his sweater pulled over his face. His knife appeared to be 12 inches long with an intimidatingly sharp blade.

Levy prayed that she couldn't be seen. That just maybe she had the powers of invisibility.

She closed her eyes.

The man's light steps were nearing Levy's shaking form.

That's when it happened.

A loud bang, the sound of a blunt object being used at full force, reverberated throughout the room. Levy dared to open her eyes again.

Gajeel stood above the nameless intruder with bat in hand. His face was stern but there was regret, maybe even an apologetic look in his eyes as he glanced towards Levy.

"All clear" His voice rough as his comment triggered the entrance of Makarov.

"I didn't find any signs of other assailants Gajeel, the house is clear. Hmmmm, so this is the man. Who are you?" He asked curiously as he walked to the subconscious man's side. He bent down and peered into the man's face, lifting the hood. " Gajeel, he has the tattoo right on his head. He's from Phantom Lord."

Gajeel joined Makarov and saw the tattoo. He looked visibly shaken but Levy didn't dare to speak. She had just begun to loosen her grip on the knife; she was in no mood to start a problem with Gajeel or really speak at all.

After a moment of silent contemplation Makarov looked at Levy. A sincere, heartbroken look in his eyes "I am deeply sorry that you had to experience this Levy. We will arrange a body guard to watch you. I didn't realize your guardians would still be absent at this hour. This will never happen again. I can think of a few people who would be suitable to watch over you -"

"I'll do it. She's in this because of me so I'll do it" Gajeel interrupted Makarov as he looked straight ahead into the eyes of the unconscious man. "I'll start tonight".

Makarov nodded his head "I'll take him back to the base and see what he knows. You take good care of Levy"

Makarov muttered a chant and disappeared almost instantaneously. Gajeel stood up and concentrated on a spot on the ground.

"How are you feeling Levy?" His voice seemed soft, its usual edge nearly absent.

Levy gulped "I-I am a- s-shaken up"

"I'll take you to your room Levy"

Now she felt her heart beat for an entirely different reason.

How was Levy going to survive this whole adventure? She didn't have the slightest clue.

What will happen next?

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