"What're you doing?" a voice behind her shouted incredulously. Helen turned to see a boy with bright pink hair racing towards her, looking distraught . She turned back to the view outside and took a deep breath before walking out into the bright daylight.
The demon noticed her immediately, and came closer to her, walking slowly. She noticed that the footfalls were more whoomph as air was squashed below its foot than actual steps, and nothing below the feet was harmed. Helen started shaking, but started to walk towards the demon. When she looked back, the pink haired boy was still at the doorway looking like he wanted to run after her, but a girl with red hair was holding him back.
One footfall after another, the two came closer until only a short distance separated them. Helen, driven by some strange instinct, peeled off the black sweatshirt to reveal a white shirt underneath. Her marks stood out against her skin, and Helen asked quietly, "What do you want?"
The demon bared its teeth. "So it is you. I'd heard you'd gotten out... huh, how did you do it? Cerberus taking a nap?" It sniggered, but stopped when Helen gave it a blank look. "Oh... you don't remember me at all, do you?"
"No. It's a temporary memory loss."
"You don't remember because you didn't want to. You asked me to take those memories away and hide them. I didn't really hide them, you know- don't keep a demon to their promises and all that. But your memories...they'll come back soon."
A breeze blew, tossing Helen's short black hair to the side and making the demon's projection ripple.. "That's not why you're here, is it? To tell me you took my memories?"
"Stored your memories," the demon corrected crossly. "And no, that wasn't why I came. I came to deliver a message to that guild over there. Mind giving it to them for me? I feel exhausted... projections are impossible. Honestly, I don't know why I even bothered to help you out here. But the message is Everything is about to change. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to elsewhere, and this whole thing is taking far too long for comfort. "
The demon faded away with the wind, leaving Helen alone. She turned and walked back towards the guild, tugging her sweatshirt around her. The pink haired boy looked at her as she walked back in the door, and said "What was that all about?"
"A message for you," Helen whispered.
"What was it?"
"Natsu!" The redhead scolded, and the boy, Natsu, fell silent.
"No, it's alright. I'd rather not say it now though," Helen said to the redhead. She went into the guild quietly.
Helen walked back to Mirajane and said "Do you know where I could stay for the night?"
"Fairy Hills is a fine place. You'll have to pay for a room though," Mirajane answered.
"Alright. Thanks." Helen walked back out to the street and hurried along.