Finally another chapter. I should be studying but who cares. It's longer than normal, so I hope you enjoy!

Same disclaimer: Not owning Fairy Tail, only Mireille and the story line.

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When I finally awoke, I was quite comfy. I saw a white ceiling and white walls. A hospital?
My head was a little heavy. What happened yesterday? I don't remember a lot. I remember Satan…Something along those lines.
I really don't remember much…Raping drug maybe????

I don't hear anything around me. I quickly looked under the blanket. Thank God, I still have my clothes on.

But where am I?

I sat up straight in the bed. Not from here you saw a little bit more. I saw a couple of other beds, that clearly showed that other people have slept in it.

The walls were indeed a sort of white. More of a It-used-to-be-white. It was more yellowish. I saw also two doors. On my left is a big window with ugly, but plain ugly, yellow with purple dots curtains. I can't see that well out of the window, but I can see that we are not on the ground floor. No escape route.

Escape! I need to get out of here! Where is my bag? My head turns a couple of times but it still hurts. And do I smell a faint burn smell?

Oh, that's me.

Maybe a shower first, then escape. But what if the rapists came back?

I have to remember, what did my friends say when I ever came in contact with a rapist?

'Mireille, you don't get rapists. No way!'

Not that one.

'Say Yes! Please! I don't want to die as a 40 year old virgin with 20 cats!'

Especially NOT that one.

'Call the police?'

Don't have a phone.

'Kick him in the nuts and scream loudly RAPE! The closer you are to a public place the better!'

This sounds good.

Okay, so I have a plan B. What was plan A again? Oh yeah, my bag first.
With my lovely grace (I fell) I came out of bed. I didn't see my bag anywhere. Maybe they forgot it, or it broke or they just –

Wait, these weren't the clothes I was wearing yesterday.

RAPIST!

I feel pretty okay. So maybe he pitied me. I should remember something right? Right? My body hurts. Maybe…
I want to cry really badly right now. The rapist will die.

And where the doosh is my bag! Oh, it was right in front of my bed. I picked my bag up. It's a little blacker than the usual light blue. And it got a few holes burned in it. Let's see if I still have everything.

Phone, check.

Wallet…Wait. Maybe more on the bottom. Oh, yeah, here it is. Check.

Diary. Check, but burned around the edges. Still usefull.

Train ticked. Burned to crisp.

Money. Also, none existent? Burned. I still got exactly 3 dollars and 21, 22, 23 cents
I'm going to die. Together with that pervert.

Wait, I hear something. It's coming from the door! I grasp my bag closely and walk towards the door. Very slowly. Don't make any sounds Mireille. Now is not the time to make noise. A little bit closer. Okay, let's hear.
It's a solid door. I absolutely don't hear anything except mmmm, mmmmm and mmmmm. And footsteps. Wait, those are coming closer!

The window!
Oh yeah, we're high. I can't jump without breaking at least 5 bones in my body.

Where to go? Where to go? I quickly move my head around. Under the bed? They look there first. Back in bed? That's suicide. Maybe in a closet? There isn't one!

The other door!

I went in and shut the door behind me. I can hear the other door open and somebody walk in. I can hear him stop. It seems he noticed that I'm out of bed.
The footsteps walk away. I open the door slightly to look where he is. Okay, lay on the ground, don't make eye contact. Just like in the movies. The good guys always win.
I see feet going towards the window. Maybe I can open the door a little bit more and walk out of the room without noticing me.

Good plan!

Well, it would have been a good plan if he didn't came this way.

What to do?

The door opened.

I jumped out of the room and started beating my bag on his head. I don't know if I'm actually hitting something because my eyes are closed. I feel something solid hit a couple of times so I'm at the right spot.

Here comes the leg! And jackpot! I can hear him moan and fall, probably ungracefully, to the ground.

Now for the last part.

"RAPIST! RAPE! CALL THE POLICE!" Never knew my voice could me that loud.

I see a couple of people enter.
They look kind of familiar.
Weren't they people on the train? I forgot their names. Again.

They came in kind of panicking. The woman in armour got a sword from somewhere and the other girl pulled out her keys.
The guy threw one look in the room before dropping like a dead weight on the ground.

Armour girl and the blond one also stopped and looked at the whining puddle at my feet. It hit me that I stopped yelling and was staring at the incoming people.
I looked towards the ground.

I saw Satan crawling on the ground, grinding his teeth and whining the whole time. A couple of little tears started to came out of the corners of his eyes and his hands stayed on the damaged area.

Maybe I should have done soccer.

The guy on the ground started to make a lot of noise. Laughing noise. He was laughing so loud that he kept holding his stomach and hitting the floor. It looks like he can't breath. Which is weird because he's only wearing his underwear.
Armour girl putted her sword away and was smirking also. The blond wasn't that happy and is giving me a glare.

"Mireille. Why did you do that?" Her hands are on her waist. She looks like my teacher. With the same expression and all.

I pointed to the fallen one on the floor. "I thought he was a rapist."

The guy's volume went up another notch. I bended down towards Satan. "I'm sorry Satan."
He glares at me. And growls. "I'm not Satan! I have a name you know!"
I kept a blank face. "You do? And it's not Pinky or Satan?"

He keeps glaring. Whatever. "Where am I? And how did I get here?"

The armour girl came up to me and pushed me on the bed to sit down. She stared in my eyes for a moment. Like she's looking for something. She then turns to the others.

"Natsu, off the floor. It's already dirty enough. Gray, off the floor, stop laughing and get dresses or you end up like Natsu."

She's like a sergeant. "Mireille." She sat down next to me. "You have gone through something very traumatic."

I did?

She saw my confused face and shakes her head. "You probably won't remember it anymore, but you were burnt pretty bad. You were out for three days! The wounds got a lot better, but you probably still feel it."

So I didn't get raped. Always nice to know. I nodded to let her know I understood.

"So…Euhm."
"Erza."
"Erza. Where are we now? And why did you take me along? You could have just dumped me somewhere in a local hospital?"

I could hear a faint 'We should have' somewhere on the background, but let's ignore that voice.

Now Lucy came in. "We are going to Fairy Tail. And we didn't really expected to take you but –"
Pinky got up in less than a fraction of a second and put his hand on her mouth. Suspicious.

"But what?"

"Took you anyway with us. You seemed…Nice." Erza answered while glancing at Natsu and Lucy, who now were in a glaring contest.

"Well, thanks I guess. But I don't want to be a bother. Maybe it's better that I leave."

Erza hit me on the back. Probably for a laugh, or a friendly pat but it hurts like hell. I whimpered a but and she immediately said sorry.
"Don't worry, you don't bother us." She said.
"Yeah, you're funny as hell. Right Natsu?" Gray, now fully dressed, patted on Natsu head. He crossed his arms and looked the other way.

So this is how I ended up staying. At least until the night.

When the sun went down, the lights in the streets went on. The sounds of drunk people yelling say it all. The night has came.
And I soon discovered our sleeping arrangements. There were three beds. Because I was still 'hurt badly and could have nightmares and maybe wet my bed' I had a whole bed to myself. The girls shared the other one and Gray had the last one. Pinky flat out refused to sleep next to a guy let alone Gray.
Gray just laughed, commenting something about Natsu but I didn't hear it. All I know is that it make Lucy blush, Gray laughs and Natsu mad.

He took out a sleeping blanket thing and lied down on it. Together with a thin blanket he could snatch from Gray. I saw him glaring at Gray before turning around and fall asleep. The same for Lucy and Erza. As soon as there head landed on the pillow they were asleep. I was the only one still awake.

Which kept me thinking.

I don't know those people and they want to take me to some kind of fairytale land.

Yes, they were kind enough to help me with my burns. (Lucy was the one who changed my clothes.) The burns don't look that bad. I have a couple of them left on my legs. It seems they had a hard hit. My arms were a little also a little bit sore, but not as bad as my legs. Erza said I shouldn't do anymore walking than I have to.

Which means to go to the bathroom and such.

I am thankful. But isn't it better to leave. I still think it's kinda creepy. Why did they take me here? I'm nothing special. I don't even remember what happened on the train. I only remember that is was way to hot and that Satan helped me out.

Come to think of it, I still haven't thanked him for that. Didn't I? Or maybe I did but forgot.

Still, let's get out of here. Before I went to bed, I placed my bag next to it, just in case.
I don't have pyjama's so I have clothes on. Much easier. But when they see me walk with my bag, they'll ask questions. I have to do this stealthy.
Like a ninja.

Okay, crawling on the floor isn't my best idea of being stealthy but I haven't mastered the walking on the ceiling yet. The people in bed are keeping quiet. That's good. That means they didn't notice that I'm not in bed anymore. Like in the army. Crawl. They should really clean this floor. First bed passed. Another one.

A grunt.

It's from Gray his bed. I see a little movement, but nothing drastic so I'm still good.

I'm almost at the door…

"You know, I can see you."

I froze and turned around very slowly. I saw Pinky sitting right up, arms crossed again and looking a little bit mad. More of a scolding look.
"It's not what it looks like." I whispered back, but his expression didn't change. I sigh. "Can't you look the other way?"

He pointed to the place next to him. I crawled towards it and sat down next to him.
The moon lighted the room a bit. Enough to see his silhouette.
The music and sounds of drunk people broke the silence between us.

He really didn't seem happy.

"Sorry Satan."

He looks at me. "Why do you call me Satan?"
"Want me to call you Pinky?"

He gave a deep sigh as well. "Just call me Natsu." He gave a small smile with it. The way the moon shone, It looked like his hair was moving. Like a dancing fire.

"But I like calling you Pinky. At least when you're nice. When you're not, I call you Satan." He put his hand to his forehead and bumbled a couple of things I couldn't grasp.

"Fine. Whatever. Now, why were you leaving?"

"Why should I be staying? The reason, that I'm nice, doesn't sound so convincing."

He laid down with his hands behind his head. "Ever heard of Fairy Tail?"

I kept sitting, so ended up looking down on him. "No. What is it?"

He smiled. "It's a great place! It's our guild. There is always something happening." He turned his head to me. "You should really see it."
I smiled back, a little bit forced at first, but then it came naturally. "It sounds nice. Maybe I should." I poked him in the ribs. "You guys sure don't mind. I really don't want to be a bother."
He shook his head. "Don't worry."

I nodded and stood up to walk back to my bed. After a couple of steps I stopped and turned back.

"Pinky. Can I ask you a personal question?"

I saw him lightly nod, with his eyes shining. Probably the moon.

"Are you gay?"

He sat up and stared at me with his mouth open. Before exclaiming madly a no, he laid back down, put his blanket on top of him and made clear the talking was over.

"I just thought with the pink hair…Goodnight Satan."

I swear I heard him saying something back. Something along the lines of 'Goodnight wicked witch.'

Oh well. We'll see what tomorrow brings. After a couple of minutes I dozed of. Who knows. Who knows.