Sting Eucliffe in animated form better appear in the anime some time this year- or else I'll cry! Omg... No, I am not crushing on a 2D character.

When I first joined Sabertooth, I was a nobody.

Hardly anyone but the master and Seira noticed me during that first year- I was always hiding under my pink-white satin cloak whenever I dropped by the hall to get a job request.

I was the broken shell of Lilian Evan; one of the cover girls of Sorcerer magazine alongside Emily Dawn of L'Arc Sibyl.

I was the weaker girl who couldn't hold her own against an enemy that she could've so easily defeated a few months back.

No one knew me.

Only master knew who I really was- Seira came close to guessing once, but she dropped it after seeing the state I was in after lowering my hood that day.

It was Seira Longhorn who suggested in changing my name and getting a new wardrobe.

I remember standing in front of the mirror that night; wearing my new dress and finally letting the newly pink locks tumble down against my shoulders.

It was hard to get used to, it really was- I was so used to the sort of unchanging eternity that L'Arc Sibyl offered within their gates that I felt lost in this new body.

Back when I was the headstrong person that I used to be, I had pale blond hair that curled in ringlets that barely reached my shoulders; a big contrast when compared to my new pink locks that traveled down my back.

When I was Lilian Evan, I belonged- body and soul to L'Arc Sibyl.

My story started when I moved in with my aunt after my parents kicked me out for the umpteenth time. They never liked me, they've always preferred my sister over me; and it wasn't like I liked her that much either, so I was fine with leaving the castle, I wasn't planning on going back after all.

My aunt was an angel, and through her I met En Zato- a boy whose existence will always linger between best friend and frenemy. We fought a lot and we never really did get along well; En was cocky and he was a devil. He made my life hell, and I still don't understand how we ended up as team mates and being seen with him as the quarreling lovers in the guild. The thought still gave me shivers.

Though, I do admit that there were small things that En would do sometimes that would keep him from the top of my needs-to-die list.

Like that one time he defended me when we were ten and I accidentally snapped at Ace and called him Blondie.

I will never forget that day...

Ace Frost...

He was a face that I was too scared to forget- Ace with his wild blond hair that was darker than my own and onyx eyes. Ace who was like a protective older brother to Emily. Emily Dawn who was my best friend. Emily with her long indigo hair and eyes so pale that it made her look blind. Emily who was more of a beam of sunlight than a dragon slayer of the moon.

If there was anyone in L'Arc Sibyl I missed more than Emily, it would be Alexander- my old mentor.

Alex who somehow knew me as much as En did in a matter of months, Alex who helped improve my magic, who drilled numerous spells into my head until I was muttering them in my sleep. Alex who was more of a sibling to me than En could ever pretend to be.

Oh and there was Ken Linken and Maya. Who I swore were going to get married once he found her cure, because I'm pretty sure they'll make the cutest babies. If he wasn't so lazy and so into Maya, I would've actually tried talking to him more...

V too. V Blaze who was a little too laid back. V who rejected me and Emily when we asked her if she wanted to join our duo and model with us.

Oh but how could I not miss Cece too?

Cece or Cecilia Aerosa who being the adventurous and outgoing little nut she was, always managed to convince me to do things that I knew wasn't going to go well with me in the future. Cecilia with her bright reddish brown hair and expressive green eyes...

And then there was Auguston Krued.

Freaking Krued who-

"Oh my gosh, sorry!" I yelped as I stumbled onto the ground surprised and snapped out of my melancholy thoughts. No more thinking, Lily! Now wasn't the time to mope!

But really, they should rephrase that one phrase to 'think of the devil and he shall appear'.

Auguston was already on his feet, brushing the dust off his black pants, his satin Crocasian Head Knight's cape was bellowing out from behind him with an imaginary gust of wind as he lent me a hand and helped me to my feet. "You ok?"

My bunny ears popped out of my head at the sound of his voice as I shook nervously and nodded. I am Lily Harvard now, I kept repeating to myself in my head, unless I do something completely and utterly stupid and somehow blow my cover, he won't suspect me and try to arrest me. I'm different now after all.

Just like Auguston, I was easily impressionable- years of sticking around a bubbly crowd of Miki, Mauve, Seira and Sting turned me into the girl I was now. Who was a-

"Are you sure, miss?" His concerned face popped out nowhere once again and looked at me with a curious expression. He was always awkward, he probably didn't even know what personal space was- our noses were so close from brushing together and it scared me so much that I did the only rational thing that I could think of.

I let out a loud blood curling scream and slapped him across the cheek before making a mad dash down the hall.

Yeah, he won't suspect anything now!

The idiot's probably going to be too shocked to follow after me!

Hahaha, I win this time! Take that life!

"H-hey! Wait!"

Oh my freaking...

This was not what I had in mind when I left Wendy and Sting to go in search for answers by myself. Not at all. In fact, this was far from it.

Freaking, it was still the first day of the games! Why was Krued on duty now of all days when he should've been with Ken, V, En, Ace and Emily? You'd think he would've got a day off! Oh my lord.

Why did this all have to happen just in one freaking day?

Was I really I that unlucky?

I chanced a glance behind my shoulder, and true enough, Krued was close on my heels. His eyes giving off an eager glint while his long sword rubbed against his knee and a loose piece of fabric that looked reminiscent to the scarf I made him on his birthday threatened to fly off if he ran after me any faster, "Why are you running away from me, miss?"

You did not just ask me that, you idiot.

"Why are you chasing after me, sir?" You're freaking terrifying, stop it.

I let out a gasp as I feel fingers run through my hair before I quickened my pace, fueling my magic into my steps and basically let myself blast forward. I glared at the doors that seemed to just fly past me and cursed each time.

I almost screamed once again when I heard Krued's agitated voice from behind me; screaming for bunny girl to stop. Something in me wanted Sting to magically pop up and stop the knight from chasing me more and just help me find the freaking brat that had answers. Why didn't I just ask him again? Oh right...

Because the brat happened to me my sister.

Who seemed to screw up big time this time.

And older sister just happened to be here to laugh at her and maybe help her out in exchange for answers.

Ahh, how did she even- no TIME for that!

"WAIT!" I halted to a stop, ready to make a mad dash down the winding staircase that just magically in front of the two of us when he jumped and tackled me.

And you know when people tackle you, you fall and when you add a long freaking staircase in that equation, you have an awkward situation fit for two- or maybe one and a half awkward people.

After forever tumbling down stairs, I somehow managed to grab a hold of his neck when we collided together and that magically gave us enough momentum to fly up in the air and go high enough that we hit the chandelier. Causing the glass candles to break all around us, cutting us both. I tried to grab onto one of the golden branches but failed and sent the both of us rolling down the stairs again.

You know for S Class mages- well one S class mage, I was just Bunny girl, you would've thought we gained our footing by now.

Well no, not quite.

You see, Auguston managed to regain his footing on one of the steps and tried to catch me. But I was a person too- not some feather and when he finally did catch me, I sent him backwards and somersaulting down the stairs again.

But then, thank the lords, his arms were wrapped around me when he decided he needed to flip once again and bounce off the wall and somehow land so that one arm was on the railing on one side of me and a foot was keeping me from running away.

Guess sister wasn't the only one screwed.

"Now that that happened, mind telling me who you are, miss?" we were both tired and sore, our cuts were still fresh and blood were running down our arms and cheeks but that didn't stop Krued from being intimidating. When he was on knight duty, nothing stopped Auguston Krued from being intimidating.

"I thank you for your concern," I said calmly, might as well play innocent and hope that my face wouldn't betray the inner turmoil I was battling inside, "this wouldn't have happened if we just left each other alone in the hall."

You wouldn't be after me if you just left the runaway kid alone.

I ran away for a reason, idiot.

"Answer the question."

"I'm a Sabertooth mage," I said in a definite voice, staring at him with my bloody wide blue eyes that I hoped seemed like I was challenging his authority because really, I would be if I wasn't so scared that he'll lock me up then and there.

"I know that much."

"Then don't ask."

I watched in horror as his eyes flashed in recognition as he placed a free hand on my cheeks and turned my head this way and that. Strangely enough, I let him and the longer he stayed silent and examined me, the longer I felt like screaming. Finally when he stopped, I was about ready to burst out crying and confess and turn myself over and let myself me dragged away back to my unchanging guild that will never actually accept this runaway child when he said

"No one informed me that the captain ordered prostitutes again."

"OK! I- wait... what?" I gaped at him then, I knew he wasn't great with words but dense? And why did he make such a ridiculous accusation sound like something you would say everyday?

Before I could protest, Krued snapped his fingers and I was in a new set of clothes; if you can even call them that.

My bunny ears stood up in pure horror as I stared down in horror at what he put me in- I swear I've never felt more undignified in my life.

"If you're prostituting yourself, you might as well dress like one."

I was wearing a tight body suit- like an extremely small one that seemed to show as much skin as possible. It wasn't even a bodysuit- it was almost like a corset that was attached to a garter belt and hooker boots. And oh my lord. It was backless. I could feel the cold metal of the buckles digging into my skin.

"What are you doing!" I screamed at him in pure horror, crossing my arms and tried to cover as much as possible, "I'm not a p-p-prostitute, you freak!"

"That's what they all say," he sneered and it made me want to smack him upside the head, "what are you? Still a virgin?"

"I'm serious- I'll show you my guild mark, its-" I never got to finish because at that one moment, he drove his hand into the back of my neck and I fainted.

Well I blacked out, but if there was one thing I was sure of, it would be that the next time I saw Auguston Krued; he will be a dead man