Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. I don't own Dragon Age: Inquisition.

A.N. Okay before you start, I had to rejig a few things in the last chapter, nothing major. I just changed the Inquisitor's role from Lucy to Cana, so Cana is the Inquisitor now. It made more sense for me since the Inquisitor is a character who was blessed by a goddess figure and gained a power within their hand that helped them seal rifts/tears in the veil between one world and another. In Fairy Tail, Cana was blessed by Mavis and given a great power that came from her hand. There's my thought process. So I went back and changed that. Lucy's still important because Lucy and Levy are my BroTP.

Fight

The troll swung out with a meaty fist and Gajeel danced back with a wild laugh, twirling his axe as he sought an opening. Another swing and Gajeel ducked under it, darting it to slice at the back of the troll's knees. He seemed to be happily in his element, slipping out of the troll's reach, landing blow upon blow upon the creature. Each time a fist struck the ground, Gajeel would be somewhere else, lashing out with his axe and adding a new wound to the troll's craggy skin, now spilling and splashing dark blood across the flattened grass. It roared, wounded and angry, and Gajeel roared back, triumphant and fierce.

Levy shivered and curled her fingers through Jet's coarse hair as he rested his muzzle against her leg, a comforting weight. He lifted his gaze to hers and huffed out a bored sigh. To be expected, it wasn't like Jet had any affection for Gajeel. For some baffling reason her dog saw him as a threat – even Droy had tried to take a bite out of Gajeel once, which was surprising considering Droy was quite a mellow pony. She supposed Gajeel just brought out that attitude in every male he encountered, including animals.

She scratched Jet's neck and glanced at her companion as they sat up on the bluff watching the battle, with the dried grass blowing gently in the warm breeze, carrying with it the heady scents of moss and wild flowers. It tugged at Levy's hair and flapped at the hem of her navy tunic.

"You don't seem very concerned about Gajeel," she noted as she braced her vellum scroll on her lap and turned her attention to the details upon it but the words blurred in and out, swimming through her head.

Zeref… appeared from nowhere… Explosion... King Makarov's death… Cana Alberona… The spirit world… Inquisitor… The rift.

Juvia shrugged elegantly, loose strands of blue hair — shades darker than Levi's and straighter — falling from her ponytail to frame her pretty face as she leaned forward, gaze intent on the battle. "Juvia learnt long ago that worrying about the boss just leads to stomach aches. Boss will fight what the boss wants to fight. Juvia stays on hand to treat wounds and shoot lesser creatures with her arrows."

"Rocky faced freak! Come down here and I'll take your horns."

The troll swiped for Gajeel but he darted out of the way, moving like a blur, sliding behind the troll and slicing out, cutting the back of its leg. Dark blood splashed over Gajeel but he only grinned, a little more manically than before.

"He really enjoys fighting, doesn't he? That's why he joined the Inquisition, isn't it?" Levy knew he didn't join it for the same noble reasons as Erza, Natsu or Lucy. They had joined because they wanted to help seal up the hole in the sky, a tear in the veil between the Spirit Realm and Earthland, and destroy Zeref, the creator of the rift. In fact, it was Erza and Mirajane who began the Inquisition shortly before King Makarov's death in the explosion that destroyed the council of Magic, to seek a way to destroy Zeref, a rogue mage with dark power and a love of chaos. The explosion created a rift in the sky and then dragons had appeared from it, and suddenly the Inquisition's mission changed and with it Cana's role became more prominent. She went from a suspect in the death of Makarov, to the Chosen One of Mavis, the saviour of Earthland.

Juvia pursed her lips. "Yes. That was a big part of the reason we joined but we do want to help save the world from Zeref too. After all, Earthland is our home, and my town was destroyed when the Dragons attacked."

"Then why are you and Gajeel out here instead of with Cana? If I were the Inquisitor, I'd take Gajeel on all my missions." It was only when the words hung in the air between them that Levy realised what she'd said. Heat rushed up her neck and she looked down at her fingers, avoiding Juvia's shrewd gaze. "I mean, he's strong and it's good to have a skilled fighter."

"The Boss hasn't made up his mind yet, on whether we're staying with the Inquisition or not."

Not staying with the Inquisition? Her stomach clenched. But why would they leave? Zeref needed to be destroyed and Cana needed all the allies she could get. Levy frowned as she watched Gajeel produce a chain — from where she knew not — and used it to wrap around the troll's neck, chuckling merrily. "Does Cana know that he may just leave?"

Tucking a strand behind her ear, Juvia nodded. "The Boss told the Inquisitor straight up. Juvia isn't saying that he's right but Juvia doesn't know if he's wrong either. We all heard the rumours: that King Makarov was killed in an explosion during talks about defeating Zeref, and that the only survivor was some girl who stepped out of the Spirit World at the exact spot where the explosion took place, and that she was saved and marked by Mavis, blessed with the power to seal up the rifts in the realm created by Zeref and his demons. But to us, they were rumours. The Boss and Juvia were on the other side of Bosco when the news came of the Inquisition. We heard they planned to unite the people of Earthland and would destroy Zeref.

"The idea sounded good," she mused, then sent Levy a grim smile, "but sometimes when nobles get involved with their greed and their lust for power, things can become corrupted. The Boss said that Juvia and he would offer to help the Inquisition as mercenaries and if we didn't like it, we could go back to doing what we do best. But Juvia would like to stay. Juvia likes the Inquisition."

Maybe so, but Juvia liked Knight Enchanter Gray Fullbuster more, Levy mused, drawing her knees to her chest and pulling her cloak around her body like a small tent to ward off the sudden chill. "Does everyone think the Inquisition is corrupted?"

Levy couldn't imagine how anyone could. Cana was honest, blunt too but that was something Freed was working on, and Lucy, the spirit mage, was kind hearted and stubbornly loyal, determined to save the world. Natsu, the flame Dragon Slayer, while overzealous and uncontrolled, would fight to the death for the people of Earthland, especially for the Inquisition. He called them his Nakama. Erza was their bringer of truth and justice; she had fought against the warped belief of her sect of the Templars and sought a way for everyone to live in harmony while maintaining order. She was nigh incorruptible. And the others…

Well maybe Levy was being naïve but she just couldn't see any corruption within the Inquisition, and in a world where every order in Fiore had buckled under the burden of power, the Inquisition was a beacon of hope and safety. Levy refused to let that beacon die.

"No. The Boss likes Cana, says she has 'big brass ones' and won't let anyone control her, but he's still watching the others. I know you trust them, Levy, and you should trust your gut because that will keep you safe. Until the Boss makes his decision, he and Juvia shall help the Inquisition by dispatching any dangers they can."

At least that was something, Levy decided, but the idea that at any moment she could walk into the Inquisition's Headquarters and not see Gajeel stomping around, goading the soldiers into fighting him by calling them weak… well it left an ache in her chest that she really didn't want to think about. Better she just continue on her way and get some distance.

Juvia huffed out a breath and rose to her feet. "Ah, he's almost finished playing now. Come, you will not want to see this next part. The Boss can get a little messy."

Down on the ground, Gajeel stepped back and wiped his forearm over his brow, hefting his axe and grinning - or grimacing, it was kind of hard to tell from a distance — at the now kneeling troll. The back of the beast's knees had been shredded, as had the joints around the shoulders so that the arms were no longer a threat. Blood dotted Gajeel's face and dripped from his chin, covering his black shirt and staining his bare arms, though Levy wasn't sure how much came from the troll and how much came from Gajeel.

As he lifted the axe, Levy scrambled to her feet and followed Juvia away from Gajeel and towards the camp, snapping her fingers to grab Jet's attention.

TBC

Just a bit of backstory. I hope it wasn't too boring. More Gajevy interactions in the next chapter. Any questions, feel free to ask. I'm trying to bring in information naturally, but I also might forget what I know and what the readers don't. So please don't hesitate to ask a question if you're confused.

Also any mistakes are mine, so if you see something, let me know.