Chapter 3: Anger Management on Club Aisle Midnight

Lisanna jerked awake. Was that...whispering? She glanced at Bixlow on the other side of a wall of pillows, sound asleep with his dolls snoring and squeaking softly around his head. So it's not them... Lisanna silently crept out of bed, sneaking out onto the balcony. Below, she saw two dark figures dragging a young, unconscious woman along. They had strong magical aura; Lisanna probably wouldn't stand a chance against both if she rushed them.

I'll have to play this smart, She told herself, using her animal take over to change into a large bird. She'd gotten better since the Grand Magic Games, and could control her magic to a much more efficient level. For instance, when she turns into a bird, she can decide whether her feathers are brightly colored like before or if she'll make them darker. Jumping off the railing of the balcony, she trailed after the two men, staying high enough that she'd be very difficult to spot against the night sky; especially with the sleek, black feathers rippling in the wind all across her body.

As they all kept moving, Lisanna saw that they were getting close to one of the clubs. How ironic...what if that's one of their hideouts?! I should go back and tell Bixlow, but then I'll lose the trail. Lisanna landed when the men went into the club. She shifted back into herself, using the limited transformation magic Mira-nee taught her to change her outfit from pj's to a tight fitting bright sky blue tube top with silver sequins and an equally tight fitting lace mini skirt. She also applied black and silver stiletto heels and a quick few touches of make up.

Okay, Lisanna. You can do this...even though Bixlow told you not to. She opened the door, wincing at the noise of the pulsing music. She immediately spotted the two men and the unconscious woman through the dancing crowd. Lisanna started pushing her way through to them, eyes narrowing in frustration as the kidnappers got farther and farther away. OH COME ON! WHAT WILL IT TAKE FOR A GIRL TO GET THROUGH HERE?! Lisanna just shoved someone out of the way, pushing through to where the men were going. Someone yanked on her hair and she yelped, causing the men to look back. She looked up at a tall, slightly pudgy (not enough to be unattractive) young woman not far from her age.

"There a reason ya' pushed me, ya' little b****?" The men were staring at her now. She was causing a scene. Well, she needed to keep them staring.

"YEAH...uh...BIMBO! That's right! I bumped into your skanky ***! You were in my way!" Lisanna bowed up to the other woman. Good. The men are still staring. "Uh...Don't make me get my boyfriend on you!"

"Oh, I'm so scared of your boyfriend. Like a scrawny little twig like you."

"DANCE OFF! DANCE OFF! DANCE OFF!" The crowd chanted.

Oh crap...what the heck did I get myself into?! Good, the men are still watching. If I can stall a bit longer, maybe I can start trailing them again! "What dance ya' got?" I know a few modern dances...hopefully they pick one of those...

"The wop." Oh crap...I do know that one, but I don't want to do that in front of all these men! I'll be freaking raped! Oh well, Lisanna. Buck up! You have a mission! The others have all been in way more dangerous situations, and you need to prove yourself. Besides, you're no worse than Lucy...

The music starts, and the woman starts dancing. Lisanna glanced over at the men. Still watching. She began to follow suit.

Wop wop wop wop wop. Lisanna wopped with all she had, flaunting what she had as if her life depended on it. Well, a life probably depended on it. She smirked saucily at all the whistles and cat-calls they were receiving.

Strike a pose now. Lisanna cocked a hip, arching her back and winking at a random guy, who whistled, thrusting at the air. Man, I hope Bixlow isn't here.

"WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" I just had to jinx myself, didn't I... Lisanna turned to a very angry Bixlow, who hadn't even bothered to put on his helmet. The men bolted and Lisanna immediately took after them.

"I'LL EXPLAIN LATER! GET THEM!" She yelled back.

"GET THEM GET THEM GET THEM GET THEM GET THEM!" The 5 dolls chanted, zooming after Lisanna. Bixlow growled, barreling after them.

"GET OUT OF THE F****** WAY DUMB *****! CAN'T YA' SEE WE'RE ON A MISSION HERE! GROW SOME D*** BRAINS ALREADY! LISANNA, I'M GONNA' KICK YER' *** WHETHER YOU'RE A CHICK OR NOT ONCE WE GET THROUGH WITH THIS, DO YOU HERE ME?! I'LL MAKE SURE YOUR BROTHER AND SISTER NEVER LET YOU OUT OF THE HOUSE AGAIN!"

Wow...Who knew that Bixlow was this scary when he's mad...He's worse than Gajeel, Natsu, and Gray put together! Lisanna burst through a door, yelping as a hand wrapped around her throat and she was slammed against a wall. She kicked out, stabbing her assailant in the balls with her heel. He groaned, falling down steps, dragging Lisanna with him for a few of them.

"Lisanna, you_" Bixlow stopped, eyes wide, staring down at Lisanna's attacker. "Aaron?!" He gasped, looking at the other man, who was at the bottom of the steps, holding the woman. "Cable?! What the h***, guys?!"

Lisanna whipped around. "You know them?!"

"They're my brothers..." Bixlow muttered. "We're fraternal triplets."

"So the Calvary comes, big brother?" Cable sneered, dropping the woman and helping Aaron to his feet. "Or are you going to leave the silver-haired little b**** like ya' left us." Before Bixlow could answer, Cable threw a smoke bomb to the ground, filling the room with the foul smelling dark gray gas. When it finally cleared, Aaron, Cable, and the woman were all gone.

"D******!" Bixlow slammed his fist against the threshold of the club, glaring at Lisanna. "You could've been killed, you dumb ***! If I know my brothers, they are anything but merciful!"

Lisanna hung her head. "I...I'm sorry...I was just trying to help the woman..."

Bixlow sighed, running a hand through his matted hair. "Why didn't you get me?"

"I didn't think there was enough time..." Lisanna bit her lip.

"I'd rather lose them than lose you, d*****! We can always get another lead of them, but if they hurt you then...then that's a different story..."

"Story, story story! Lose her lose them lose you!"

"Oi, babies, that's enough," Bixlow sighed, shaking his head. "Let's just get home, Kiddo..."

"Don't call_"

He shot her a stern glare. "OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hh, I can go with a whole lot worse, Kiddo. Be thankful for what 'yer gettin'." End of discussion. Bixlow was still very, very pissed.

"So how did you know where I was?" Lisanna asked him.

"Pippi saw you leave and heading towards the Rowen Evermore. Do you know that that's the worst club in town and you were doing the wop in a f****** tube top and mini skirt? Oh, not to mention you had stilettos on! Lisanna, you're not a slut, okay? Don't act like one..."

"Why, because you still have a little blood under your left nostril?"

"S***, I do?!" He rubbed his nose, then realized that there was no wetness or dried blood and glared at Lisanna and the dolls as they all started laughing at him. "There were other girls there!"

"And yet, you freaked out when I noticed it right after getting on a soap box about how I shouldn't be dressed like a slut, especially at 'dirty clubs' as you seem to have dubbed them."

"You're gonna' shut up if you don't want me to possess you and make you tell Mirajane and Elfman how you behaved."

"Shutting up sounds good; who's up for sweet dreams?"

"That's what I thought..."

(A/N: And so the plot thickens...Yeah, I suppose I'm adding a lot of OC's to this one too...It's just really hard not to lol! Oh, and thanks Rowenforever, you did give me an idea lol! So please R&R? They're really encouraging! Stay tuned for the next chapter! XD)

{PS: I Always wanted to say something like that last sentence! Also, yeah...I know that that was a pretty lame chapter title...Please don't judge me. I haven't had a good night's sleep in months lol. I go to bed early, don't fall asleep until an hour later, wake up two or three times in the night and then wake up again before dawn against my will. Peace to any of you who know how I feel lol X)}