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~Remedy~

Chapter 4

"If our love is a tragedy, why are you my remedy?"

Gray's POV

"So how'd it go?" my mother asked as I entered her study. Her eyes were still trained to some letter she was reading. There was a scarlet-headed girl standing respectfully a few feet away. She wore Heart Kreuz armor, a blue skirt with a brown belt holding a sheathed sword, and black combat boots. She looked oddly familiar.

"There was a pure blood."

My mother's alarmed eyes shifted to my mine and the scarlet-haired girl turned her head with a curious expression. I recognized that face. "Erza?" I asked.

"Prince Gray," she acknowledged with a smile. I scratched the back of my head uncomfortably.

"Please, just call me Gray. It's nice seeing you again."

"Likewise," Erza said.

"Did you take care of the pure blood?" my mother asked. I nodded and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Good." She signed the document and handed it back to Erza. "Rest up dear. It's very late."

Erza bowed. "Thank you for your time and hospitality." I watched her retreating form with narrowed eyes. Why was she here at this hour?

"Did you recognize the pure blood?" I looked back at my mom and shook my head. "Anything else?"

"I had a bit of help."

Ur leaned in curiously. "Oh really? By who?"

"A huntress named Lucy."

"Oh, you met Lucy? Huh, so Makarov wasn't lying," she mused. I gave her an inquisitive look. What the hell was she talking about? I cleared my throat to snap her out of her reverie.

"In case you're wondering why Erza was here was because she came with a letter from Master Makarov of Fairy Tail. He's asking for our alliance to help with the increasing number of rogues. They said they're going to need all the help they can get. He also said that you and Lucy met by chance on the mission I sent you on," Ur explained.

"That's right," I confirmed hesitantly. Where was she getting at?

"Well, he said that since you guys worked together and are familiar with each other he suggested that you two should work together on some missions. The more the merrier," Ur said cheerfully. My eyebrow twitched.

"Did you...agree?"

"Of course I did!" she nodded.

"...So you're telling me that Lucy and I have to work together?"

"Uh-huh," Ur smiled. I dragged the heel of my hand over my cheek. She frowned. "Something wrong?"

"No, nothing." Lucy's scent is just overwhelming that's all.

"You're dismissed. Take it easy now."

I walked out of Ur's study and leaned against the double doors once I was outside. I can't believe that this is happening to me.

"You look dead," a voice spoke. I looked up to see Lyon with a stupid smirk on his face as he strolled up to me. I glared at him. Of all the time there, he just has to annoy me now when I'm not in the mood.

"Yeah, it would make sense. I just came back from my mission, genius," I bit out.

"Oh lighten up will you," he sighed. We started walking down the long hallway from Ur's study towards my quarters. "I'm just wondering..." he started.

"What?"

"Where's your favorite coat? It's weird seeing you without it," Lyon remarked. I looked down to see I was just wearing my shirt with no jacket or coat. I bit the inside of my cheek. Don't tell me I left it in the forest... No, wait...I gave it to Lucy...

"Oh, during the mission I bumped into a huntress and we went through a shitload of events and she ended up needing the coat more than I did," I explained.

"A huntress?" Lyon said with interest. "What happened exactly?"

"She attacked me-" Lyon burst out laughing.

"She-She attacked you?! Ha, I wish I could've see that!" I face palmed. How do I put up with this guy?

"Yes, she attacked me, we came across a pure blood, cliff collapsed, we fell into a river, then we fell off a waterfall, and she almost died. There that's what happened."

"Geez, no wonder-" he stopped walking as he passed an open window. His face suddenly turned intent and serious. I stopped with him and remained silent. There were voices coming from the Royal Garden. Lyon and I shared a look and peered out the window to see two soldiers conversing. I recognized the both of them. Their shifts were during the day. Why were they out at this hour? They should be in the servants' quarters. Lyon seemed to have thought the same thing, so we just stood still and listened.

"So in two days is the day, right?" a deep voice asked.

"Yeah, I can't believe they have the nerve to actually think of attacking Fairy Tail," the other man said. My ears perked up. Fairy Tail?!

"We are under his commands though. It's just to shake this up a bit. They plan to destroy the guild."

"Are they trying to leave Magnolia wide open?"

"Yeah, with the guild out of the way they'll have to find some other place to resort to and keep Magnolia protected for the future attack that O-"

"Shhhh! You don't know who might be listening!"

Lyon and I backed away slowly.

"Traitors," he growled. "We have to let mom know."

"They must be from a bigger cult..." I said thoughtfully.

"I've heard things have been getting out of hand lately. Even Master Makarov requested our help," Lyon said. "I've had enough of these stupid cults. Grimiore Heart was just a pain in the ass."

"Don't remind me," I glowered.

Lucy's POV

Running. I'm running.

Feet thumping against the ground hurriedly.

Monster...chasing me.

Run. Run. Run faster.

Panting heavily.

"Lucy...I'm right behind you."

Blood. Lots of blood on his flawless face.

His lips rough on mine.

Fangs piercing the soft skin of my neck.

Fear. So much fear.

"If you can't find your reason to live...your body and soul will belong to me...forever."

Gildarts warm smile.

Those piercing red eyes.

Reason to live. My reason to live...

I woke up gasping and bolted upright in reflex. I clamped my hand over my mouth to prevent myself from screaming and waking Levy up. My eyes felt heavy and my body felt hot and sweaty. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand to feel that it was slick with a layer of sweat. Groaning in irritation, I groggily climbed out of bed and glanced at my alarm clock that glared back the red numbers of 4:36 AM.

Grabbing my usual clothing I trudged to the bathroom. I closed the door silently and looked at myself in the mirror like I usually did when I woke up. It was routine when I had the nightmares. Messy hair from twisting and turning, baggy eyes from a restless sleep... I sighed. It was all the same.

I came out of the shower shortly feeling completely refreshed and clear-minded (not really). I looked at my alarm clock again and shook my head tiredly in disbelief. It was 4:53 AM. In two hours and fifty-two minutes breakfast would be served. I heard my stomach growl. That's right... I didn't eat anything last night because I was too tired from that...mission.

My thoughts drifted to Gray. I wonder what he's doing right now. Rumor has it that vampires don't really need sleep. Next time I meet him I'm going to ask him if that's true. Hold on... Why am I thinking about him? I concluded that I was just curious and stalked towards the cafeteria.

Like usual, it was eerily quiet and deserted so early in the morning. For the first time I noticed that the hallways seemed darker than usual and as I passed an intersection of another hallway I stopped in the middle and faced to the left, eyeing the library doors that were conspicuously ominous. It felt...unnerving. Who knew it would be so creepy in the morning... I gave an involuntary shudder and briskly opened the cafeteria double doors.

The cafeteria was empty except for Cana who was passed out at the bar. Her long dark brown hair was draped over her face and her cheeks were the color red. I chuckled. That girl drank too much.

I whistled a cheery tune from somewhere off the top of my head and headed into the kitchen. Just in case I scanned the place to see if any of the chefs were here.

Nope. No one. Just me.

I flicked on the lights and raided the fridge now humming the same tune. I grabbed a slice of bread and some butter. I placed the bread in the toaster and waited for what seemed like forever until I finally decided to get some orange juice in the meantime. The toaster beeped as I grabbed a glass from a cupboard. A few seconds later, I contently crunched onto the toasted bread that was spread with butter. I ate it quickly and gulped the orange juice down like my life depended on it. I wanted to get out of here before anyone would spot me.

Flicking off the lights and obliterating any evidence that I was here, I headed to the ominous library. Of all the places I could go to I always came here for some odd reason or another. I picked up a random book and sat down in my special corner. When I got myself comfortable, I took a good look at the book. It had a beautiful bold font that glistened with gold capital letters. I ran my fingers over it and read the title out loud to myself.

"The History of Fairy Tail," I murmured softly. I opened the cover gently and sneezed. I gaped at how much dust filled the air. How long has no one read it? That means Levy didn't even read it... Oh my God, this is like a discovery or something. I glanced back at the shelf where I picked it up. I noticed that all the book there were old and had dull hard covered books. This book, unlike the others, had beautiful floral designs across the cover and binding. The pages were even lined with gold and it was freaking thick and heavy. I must of picked it up from the historical section or Fairy Tail's archives.

I flipped through the pages experimentally and was surprised to find tons of blank paged in the back. I smiled. Fairy Tail was still going, so they probably are still recording important events. Whoever they was did a pretty good job designing the book, but it didn't even have the author's name. I laughed softly. What did the book do? Have the words magically appear in the book?

I then flipped back to the table of contents and the bold titles, Blood Treaty and Forbidden Love, stood out to me. Every hunter and vampire new of this treaty and there has been a lot of dispute over it, but I never really knew how it was created. I turned to the page and skimmed through it. I came upon a black and white picture of the first master of Fairy Tail, Mavis Vermillion, and Queen Ur's father and mother, King Lamar and Queen Uriana.

I was shocked that the first master was so young.

"Mavis Vermillion, first master of Fairy Tail, and King Lamar and Queen Uriania signed the Blood Treaty after winning the war against Zeref and other vampires that caused the Mass Murder of Magnolia in the year X679. The treaty stated that vampires would leave humans be and coexist with each other and survive on animal blood.

For several years, the treaty was followed and a few hours before Mavis passed away she appointed Purehito, a pure blood vampire, as the second master of Fairy Tail to carry on her legacy. For many years Purehito followed Mavis's wishes and then he decided to resign from his position in the year X736. He gave Makarov Dreyar his position as the third master.

Everything was peaceful and not one vampire dared to disobey the treaty until twenty years later. During those twenty years, Purehito founded a pure blood cult called Grimoire Heart. He changed his name to Hades and raised young vampires called the Seven Kin of Purgatory. His cult grew from seven to twenty very shortly and he devised-"

I paused. Speaking of devised...what was Master Makarov planning? It had my mind reeling.

I pursed my lips. He mentioned that I gave him the idea of something and wanted me to send Erza... He also muttered something about Queen Ur's approval. Approval of what though? I laid my head on my arms and closed my eyes in frustration. I couldn't think of anything that he'd like to request. And why would he want Erza? Now that I remember, Erza didn't come back last night. When I came back it was already late, so whatever Makarov sent her to do last night at an irregular hour must've been of real importance, including Queen Ur being mentioned in the ordeal. A negotiation of some sort? I shook my head. Erza wasn't the best when it came to negotiation. She just threatens people to tell her what they know and if they don't answer immediately they get knocked out...

I breathed heavily and exhaled in distress. What was going on? I was itching to find out.

When I inhaled again I noticed something was off. I smelled something different. There was nothing wrong with it. It smelled nice, but I don't own anything that has this scent. I sniffed a third time to make sure.

It was definitely not mine. It was certainly masculine though. I raised a brow at the white fabric that covered my arm. My eyes trailed from my arm then to my shoulder. My eyes widened. What the hell?!

It was Gray's coat.

I stood up immediately and whirled around, examining that I really was wearing his coat. How did I not know that I put it on?! This was unsettling...

I immediately peeled it off and set it on the table in front of me. I slumped back down in my chair and stared at it with a worrisome frown. Did I put it on deliberately or accidentally? I laughed lightly. What am I getting so worked up about? I was probably just tired in the morning that I didn't even see what I was grabbing.

The AC decided to turn on at that moment and I felt gusts of cold air caress my skin. I shivered and hugged myself. I unwillingly looked back at Gray's coat, tempted to put it back on. Don't put it on. Don't put it on. Don't out it on. Another gust of cold air pricked my skin.

I slammed my fists on the table irately. "Screw it," I muttered to myself. I took the coat and put it back on and sighed contently as I was no longer exposed to the cold. It's not like Gray would care anyway.

"Screw what?" a familiar voice asked in pure curiosity. I jumped out of my seat and whirled around to see Natsu leaning against a book shelf with a plate full of food. His cheeks were swelled, stuffed with food and he was chewing and stuffing more food into his mouth. I gave a half-smile. Ah Natsu.

"Nothing," I said, voice even. "Just reading."

He gazed at me for a second then shrugged. "If you say so... Why are you up so early?"

I rolled my eyes. "I usually wake up at this hour. Why are you up so early? You're the sleepyhead."

"I was hungry!" he said defensively with a pout. "Nothing wrong with that, is there?"

"No, not at all," I grinned. "What time is it?"

"Well," he scratched his chin in thought. "I'm guessing around 5:15 in the morning. "

"What exactly are you doing here in the library of all places?"

"Cana sent me to get you. She said she wants to tell you your fortune."

"She was passed out when I went through the cafeteria though."

"She said that she heard you."

I stood up and hesitantly put the historical book back. I could check it out, but the librarian wasn't even here yet. I could just come back later though and read more about it. Plus, I could finally figure out why vampires and humans couldn't be together in the form of love. I wasn't the type for romance, but it interested me because Porlyusica, the medical doctor of Fairy Tail, was a half-breed.

I waved my hand. "Thanks for letting me know," I said.

"Sure. Oh yeah," he called back. "Do you know where Erza is? I wanted to spar with her late last night, but she disappeared."

"Master sent me to get her for him. I think she's on a mission."

"Huh, alright. See you in the cafeteria," he said.

I went back to the cafeteria and walked up to the sleeping girl. I shook her shoulders lightly.

"Cana," I said. "I'm here."

She shifted and opened her eyes. Her brown orbs made contact with mine and she giggled, clearly drunk. I nervously smiled as she sat up sluggishly and swatted her hair out of her face. She waved her hand towards her. "Lucy," she slurred then giggled again, "come over here. I want to tell you your fortune."

"That's okay, Cana. Get more sleep. I'm going to-"

"But Luuuuuucy," she whined, "for all the time that I've known you I've never been able to tell you your fortune!"

"Cana, you're drunk," I stated bluntly. I knew she had high tolerance for alcohol, but this time she was just out of it for real.

"No I'm not! I'm sober!" she yelled. "I won't stop bugging you until you oblige!"

I glared at her and she glared right back. She then dropped her gaze down sadly.

"Fine..." I mumbled softly. I can't stand to see my friends unhappy. "Why not?"

She beamed at me. "A'ta girl! I'll do a simple four-card spread!" I sighed as I sat on the bar stool next to her as she happily took out her Tarot cards and skillfully shuffled them. She then split them into two decks and placed four random cards face down in a diamond shape. "Which card to you want me to decipher first?"

"Does it really matter?" I asked, looking at the back of each card.

"Nope, I can just flip them all over at once if you want."

"Yeah, that'll do." Cana flipped all four cards over and I heard her whistle in amazement.

"Interesting fortune you got there."

"What does it all mean? Is it good or bad?" I said, absently staring at the one card that caught my attention. It looked like a half-man and half-goat dancing around wildly, out of control.

"Well this one," Cana tapped her finger on the card with the magician that was carrying a wooden box that was closed, "The Magician is an awesome card but can also have a setback depending on your whole fortune. In this case, looking at all your cards, it's good. The closed wooden box with his hand grabbing a black cloth over it means that you'll reveal new ideas that you've never thought of before or you'll find the answer to your problem."

I nodded with my brows scrunched down.

She pointed to the next card that had a skeletal figure dressed in a black flowing robe that carried a scythe. In the background was a rising sun. "This is Death," Cana said mysteriously. My heart clenched. Death? She put a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry," she soothed. "Death means the end. It could be the end of anything. A rough week, a houseplant dies, someone special dies, the end of a trip, the end of a deal, etc." My eyes narrowed when she said the world 'deal'. My deal with Midnight is coming close... It's almost my birthday. I'll be eighteen soon. I bit my lip to stop myself from sobbing. Then I'll belong to him...forever.

"Alright, next card," Cana said eagerly with a wide grin on her face. "This card right here is the Ace of Cups." The card showed a picture of an antique goblet sitting in the middle of a pink flower on a pond.

"Is that good?" I inquired hopefully.

Cana laughed. "Hell yeah! It means that your emotions are gradually rising for love."

"L-Love?!" I spluttered, leaning back with my face flustered. "What's that supposed to mean?! I don't like anyone!"

"Not yet," Cana smirked. "The Ace of Cups usually indicates that a new swelling emotion for love is building, which you don't fully understand. You may have caught sight of someone that made or will make your heart flutter."

"What's this one?" I said, changing the subject hurriedly. The last thing I wanted was to have a lecture about men and relationships.

"Hmmm," Cana mused. "It's called The Devil."

"The Devil?" I echoed, voice strained. This was the card that interested me earlier.

"The picture of the half-man and half-goat is the Greek god Pan. He's a god of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This card can mean many things. It usually means about honesty with yourself. Like what do you truly want? When it represents a person, The Devil can be a man or woman of wealth or they have these qualities: persuasiveness, aggression, and erotic power. A puppet master."

"Is that...me?" I breathed shakily.

"Of course not!" Cana exclaimed. "It may be someone in your life."

"May?"

"When the card isn't indicating a person it represents temptation or addiction. Anything hard that we find to resist. Like chocolate, beer, sex, smoking, whatever other things that people can get hooked up on."

"This card, The Devil, can it be good or bad?"

Cana nodded. "Yeah, it's the most dangerous and powerful card. At its worst, its the card of someone in your life that could be a stalker, relentless, power hungry, the enslaver. At its best, it means cutting lose, going for the gold.

"Cutting lose?"

Cana pursed her lips. "Say that I have a thing for someone-"

"Laxus," I said smugly. She glared at me, her cheeks even redder but continued like I never said anything.

"and I'm resisting to acknowledge it. I cut loose and just go for it and see what happens and we may end up together. Going for the gold," she finished. She then smiled. "And that was your fortune Lucy." Her head hit the table a second later and she was snoring. I sweat dropped. How was she even sober through all of that?

I gazed at nothing in particular.

The Magician, Death, Ace of Cups, and the Devil...

New ideas or answers, the end of something, emotions of building love, and Midnight or my temptations...

What does it all mean?

Hahaha :D I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. Hope you guys liked it.

Sorry it took me long to update. But woohoo! I finally did XD