Hello everyone, I know it's been a while since I've written anything and I hate it, but I've been in a pretty deep writer's block and this is a thing I'd written forever ago and failed to upload it, so here you go! I'm pretty occupied with college but I'm trying to find a time to write, and trying to find a way out o fmy writing block. Bear with me, please!

Happy Birthday Hannah! I try to write something for tumblr friends when they have birthdays, so here's this (it's crap and I'm sorry I couldn't write anything better for you)! It's crossover time! I hope you have a wonderful day!


Second Chance

When they first met, they were on the same playing field, just not the same side.

He was a Shadowhunter, one of the best of his era, fighting alongside four others who were considered to be the best. She was a warlock, a very powerful, very sad warlock who belonged to a group who appeared without a warning and left nothing but violence and destruction in their wake.

Gray Fullbuster belonged to the Magnolia Institute, who's duty was to protect the mundanes and other Downworlders from those who wished to kill. He, along with his childhood friends, swiftly became the best the world has ever seen. How could they not?

The Salamander, Natsu Dragneel, who had a love of fire and a fierce need to protect his nakama, whatever the cost. He could be vicious to those who were trying to hurt their nakama.

Titania, Erza Scarlet, the girl who could seemingly pull weapons from thin air and wield them better than anyone he's ever met. It was like she'd been made and perfectly crafted for that specific reason.

They had a new member, a girl by the name of Lucy Heartfilia. She was new to the team and while she wasn't as strong and talented as they were, she brought an air around that the others found oddly comforting.

Juvia Lockser swore her allegiance to Phantom Lord, a lethal group of six warlocks who only wanted to slaughter and rule. And while there were six in the group, she was only friends with one of the group. Sure, she was friends with all of them, but none as close knit as she was with the Iron Dragon, as he was known as.

Gajeel Redfox joined the group around the same time as Juvia had. They went to training together, developed a trust for each other, and soon that trust blossomed into close friendship and the duo made a nearly unstoppable force.

Phantom Lord took the dangerous paths-doing the dirty work without batting an eye and moving on to the next. They were the kind of people you didn't want to run into in an abandoned alleyway, especially not the team of the Iron Dragon and the Rain Woman.

Had it not been for a man coming to Jose, their leader, with a briefcase filled to the brim with cash, the paths of Phantom Lord and Magnolia Institute's best team would've never crossed.

Gray, Natsu and Erza snapped into action when Lucy was kidnapped by Phantom Lord. The Iron Dragon came to their Institute, and he alone had enough destructive power to decimate the home they'd all shared since they were young. He was powerful, more powerful than the four Shadowhunters who were home that day.

The Iron Dragon was just a distraction, though. A young woman with azure colored hair snatched a beaten and battered Lucy with her tremendous magic and together, the two of them left, leaving the other three occupants of the Institute beaten and broken.

Upon the return of the Head of the Institute, Makarov, the three gathered themselves and strapped weapon after weapon to their bodies, and they were off.

"You three look for Lucy, let us take care of the rest of them. And leave the leader to me." The trio would have protested involving Makarov and the rest of the Institute, but the look on the old man's face alone was enough to make the others shrink, but the tone of his voice made them all shiver. Makarov was downright terrifying when a member of his family was in danger.

But then again, so were the rest of them.

The plan for the three of them to find Lucy fell through, as they were all split up in the beginning. As it turned out, Makarov and the rest of the Institute was actually needed. The six warlocks were more like the leader and his five soldiers, and then there were more warlocks in one area than any of them had seen in their entire lives.

Gray found himself on the roof before a young woman with bright azure hair, definitely her warlock Mark. She looked fragile and sad, yet fierce. At the same time, she had an air of strength that wrapped around her and blue magic crackled around her.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"That makes two of us." Her voice was soft, with a hint of coldness in it. "But orders are orders."

Gray had pulled a seraph blade from his belt and held it in front of him. "You took one of my nakama. You hurt my closest friends."

"Enough talk." Juvia had snapped at him, her magic seeming to increase tenfold. Rain began showering down on them.

Gray then rushed her, but Juvia held her ground. The fight between the two was equal on both sides; Gray slicing her a few good times and she landed a few powerful hits on him. Both stood breathless, until finally Gray rushed forward once more, seraph blade alight with the name of the angel Raziel.

Instead of using the blade, however, Gray slammed the hilt into Juvia, sending her flying backwards. She grappled at the shingles trying to keep herself from going any farther, but found no purchase. The Rain Woman went sailing right off the edge of the roof.

Something inside of Gray lurched, and next he knew he was sprinting to the edge to save her. She'd managed to grab hold of the edge, her body too beaten and weak to produce more magic to save herself. Her arms were shaking and her grasp was slipping. Gray wasn't going to make it in time.

Gray dove, willing himself to make it there in time to save her. His chest slammed into the roof just as Juvia's fingers slipped, and his hand latched on her wrist tightly, painfully.

He held her there for a second, before pushing himself to his knees and reached down his other hand and pulled the woman back on the roof.

"Why did you save Juvia?" She asked from her position next to him, laying on her back staring up at the sky. The rain had finally stopped, and the sun was beginning to peek out of the clouds.

"You deserve a second chance. Choose the right thing this time." That was what he has told her. She had stared at the sun and cried.

She did deserve a second chance. She told him in the beginning that she didn't want to hurt him, that orders were orders, and she had to follow. He could tell she wasn't giving her all against him, that he was holding back. So was he.

Days past and he didn't see Juvia around, and he knew he couldn't ask about her. He'd let her slip away while Makarov and Natsu dealt with the other members of Phantom Lord, claiming that he wasn't sure what happened to her.

Now, the city of Magnolia was under attack, and the newly built Magnolia Institute was surrounded by more Downworlders than they'd ever seen in one place.

Gray had been surrounded, fighting off vampires and warlocks, blood pouring from a wound on his abdomen. After killing all the Downworlders attacking him, he collapsed against a wall of the Institute, grasping in his pockets for his stele.

He heard a noise and looked up, his hand moving from his stele to a seraph blade. When it lit up, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Here Gray was, wounded and on the ground, outside the Institute, and Juvia knelt before him, looking like an entirely different person. She didn't look as sad, he noticed first. That there was actually a feeling other than sadness that she felt.

"Juvia, what are you doing here?"

"You said Juvia deserved a second chance." Her voice lost the coldness, but the softness was still there. "So, she's here to help."

She nudged his hands out of the way, and placed her own on his bleeding wound. He felt a coldness spread through his limbs, and when he looks down, his wound was almost closed completely. Gray withdrew his stele, carved an iratze into his skin, and watched the wound close entirely.

The Shadowhunter jumped to his feet, extending his hand out to Juvia. She took it and pulled herself up straight, still clasping his hand. "Let Juvia help."

"Let you help protect the Institute?"

"No, Gray. Let Juvia have her second chance and protect the world."

Gray stared at her, looked at the intensity in her eyes, and squeezed her hand. "Together, Juvia. We fight together."

Juvia smiled at Gray, and for a moment, the whole world lit up.