Anyway, THANKYOU GUYS SO MUCH! Your reviews were so nice and made me squirm with happiness everytime I saw a new one I was like "EEEEEEEE"! I promise not to worry anymore about if you guys like it or not! ^-^

On a different note I didn't know if Frosch was a girl/guy so I decided that for my fic it would be better if Frosch was a girl, so WALA! The main plot has finally come out and things will get more intense from now on..ALSO MORE STICY MOMENTS! I'M HOPINH NEXT CHAPTER! (Seeing as there hasn't been that much)

The songs I listened to this time to help were~

Superchick - Crawl

Broken Iris - One Track Minded Age

Nickelback - I'd Come For You

Rogue calmly listened to the whole incident inside the room and was surprised at the girl's intelligence; Sting whom had an arrogant head wouldn't have picked up her feats to overpower him, but Rogue knew quite well. He vowed to intervene before it got out of hand, more for the girl's safety, knowing well the strength his acquaintance posed.

A smaller figure stirred from Rogue's feet, Frosch, who was also listening to the conversation was itching with questions.

"Fro wants to kno-"

Rogue looked down to his friend and put his hand over her mouth, not with anger but saying that he will answer the questions later. Frosch didn't say anymore and listened back in to the conversation, her pink frog suit being squished between her head and the wooden panels in an attempt to hear clearer.

After the next minute, when their conversation had come to a close and Sting's reckless behaviour rose higher Rogue knocked and freely opened the door.

There was an indifferent silence in the room, Sting was standing hovering over the female mage below. Looking up he noticed Rogue had entered the area and without a moment's hesitation he strode right up to Rogue, without looking back at the blonde mage and whispered..

"Lock the trash up.." Sting then exited the room, rather hastily. Rogue hadn't said anything but acknowledged the 'request', it wasn't a show of dominance to state what Rogue was to do but rather a favour instead of himself doing it.

The door slammed shut and Rogue looked away, focusing his sights back at the blonde. Physically, Rogue couldn't see anything that was magically important to his Guild Master but no one could tell the inside.

By the looks of the mage she surely had been shaken up; not even looking up to see who had walked into the room, her eyes were plastered onto the opposite wall. He admired the fact that the blonde mage was able to keep a straight face for so long, but it didn't last much longer, her face slowly turned from one with defiance to one in despair. She eyes had closed and her lips turned into a slight frown and tears started falling down the sides of her face.

She didn't want to show weakness in front of an enemy, which was understandable, but Rogue was still able to give sympathies; looking at Frosch he silently told her, without words, what she should do.

The small Exceed prodded up to the blonde and placed her small paw on her leg, it was slightly shaky and Frosch even showed a sign of sympathy. Lucy's eyes flickered open to see the Exceed standing in front of her. It was like seeing an all friend, the Exceed immediately reminded her of Happy and all the memories came back, of her family and friends and the fellow Exceeds, she softly smiled and wiped her tears away, being cared for by her enemy wasn't the most normal of things, even embarrassing, but she accepted it graciously.

She moved her arms that were stationary on the floor and placed her hand a top the Exceed's pink frog suit. Sitting still for a moment Lucy firstly moved her legs that were brushing with pain and then the rest of her body followed, her waist was in fathomable pain but she shoved it aside thinking only of moving locations. Lifting her head she caught glance of the new figure inside the room but not paying him any heed though she walked over to the binds and sat down, waiting to be bound again.

Rogue knew the reasons as to why she was so obedient, now that her conviction had returned, she would reflect and make another attempt to escape, but not at that moment; her patience was extensive.

Rogue made a step towards the blonde but faltered by her stare at him.

"Tell me what happened to Sting's Exceed!"

The Blonde Mage was surely perceptive, Rogue wondered if she knew right from the start that Sting was a 'different' man. It would almost be a reward by telling her the reasons, but it was more than that. Rogue could see the beneficial factors by telling her the information she wanted to hear.

Folding his arms around his chest, Rogue pondered for a second, thinking of the rightful thing to do but eventually gave in. He saw the conviction in her eyes.

Swaying his feet as if to get comfortable Rogue started recounting what had happened, Lucy was still looking up expectantly not thinking it was that easy to persuade the dragon slayer.

"A couple days back, before you were brought here, our Guild Master, Jiemma, made a forceful proposal with Sting, it had to do with our plans with Fairy Tail..."

Rogue didn't restrain the fact that they did plan something with Fairy Tail, he noticed that Lucy's eyes widened slowly but then she drew them down to the ground. He continued.

"Sting, whom Jiemma thought of as a large chess piece and having a rather large role in his plans, was worried that if Sting was to say, disobey him, that everything within his plans would be in turmoil; so to make sure that didn't happen he had taken away his friend and partner….. Lector." There was a slight pause.

"At the time Sting only resisted a small amount because he believed in his own strengths to carry out his mission, but the longer he is away from Lector the larger the loneliness he feels. That is what I believe to have happened to his inner state of mind."

Rogue's voice was emotionless; there wasn't much to be surprised about anymore to him.

Lucy though, couldn't understand the thoughts of their Guild Master, and was in undeniable shock of the story. Her own guild was far different from the like of this one, there guild must have been evil from the core to end with this blackmail and deceit.

Lucy's hands had clasped together, sweat had formed falling down her face. How..how could their Guild Master do that….how? Lucy couldn't believe that there was someone whom would do that, a guild was supposed to be bound together by trust but…this one…..it made her angry. An anger that ignited all others, looking up at Rogue she spat out.

"HOW CAN HE DO THAT TO HIS COMPANIONS? You can't mess around with someone's life like that, HE"S SUPPOSED TO CARE FOR THEM!"

Rogue didn't think she would care as much as she did; she being the one most in danger at the moment. His face was still left emotionless though, but he had a pint of gratitude towards the girls worries.

Lucy gasped at what she said and abruptly turned her head; the Fairy Tail inside her had come out, more than once had they all shown compassion for their enemies.

Seeing that she no longer would interrogate with questions Rogue moved towards the girl and softly grabbed her hand, reattaching it to the binding; then moving onto the other one he secured her back to the wall. There was no complaint from her, but there was one from Frosch, who was against the idea of locking her back up, but she reminded herself that her loyalty was towards her guild; falling quiet Frosch said nothing and headed towards the door. Rogue followed her and looked back once more at the girl before exiting the room; he knew that she was up something.

When the other dragon slayer left, Rogue, Lucy let deep emotions delve to the surface. She had been frightened passed proportion from the attempt to escape, and slammed her feet against the flooring in anger. She had been to naïve and grudgingly admitted it. She just wanted her friends to save her, like all the other times but Lucy knew she had to make a move first.

Managed a smile and bringing herself back up to reality, Lucy was proud at herself for seeing through with the interrogation. With the information she gathered Lucy thought of another means to escaping, another way of thinking about things, even though the plans of the two dragon slayers Master was still unexplained she knew of how to move forward.

Lucy's physical strength had been slowly returning; the bruises were clearing up as were the cuts, but her wrists were still left masked, not healing in the slightest. Her clothing was still intact beside the point that they were significantly dirty; her hair that had been singed on one side and was rather knotty and dirty as well, but her appearance in general was still recognisable.

Using her boot that Lucy still had attached on her feet, she lifted her leg and raised it close to her chest, etching the heel of the boot into the wooden boards underneath her legs; she started bringing the heel back and forth along the floor until it made a dint, splintering the wood. Lucy kept going for another hour until it formed words; her leg was exhausted and she finally put it back down on the ground, covering the writing with her legs.

Sting had been demanded by Jiemma for his presence at their Inn, Sting contemplated not going but the consequences from their powerful Guild Master would be relentless. Walking through the back streets towards the Inn, Sting couldn't handle the pressure of losing Lector and having to put up with that annoying bitch; tears threatened to slide down his face, scrunching up his face he stopped walking.

"SHIT!"

Engulfing his hand in white flames he punched the brick wall that was near him; smashing the bricks around the one he hit to pieces. The wooden panel and plaster still stood and breathing heavily Sting turned from the wall and kept walking, hands unclenched.

Lector had been taken from him; the one he could only trust, there was no forgiving what Jiemma did, but even though his fury was lightened his loyalty to the evil guild still intertwined with his goals. He didn't know what he was going to do.

Walking into the Inn, Sting was greeted with Jiemma and beside him was Rogue. The other members of the guild were not present which made the meeting directed at the two of them.

"Glad you came, Sting."

His Guild Master was nothing less than strong, even though he was of the elderly Jiemma had managed to take a hold of his big stature and train it to its extent, making him unbelievably fit and strong, not only was that apparent but Sting could sense the power being emitted from Jiemma; that was sign that he was still in command and Sting respected that fact, even if his fury was still present. Sting said nothing and went passed the Guild Master urging for the conversation to get to its climax, he didn't want to stay there long.

Jiemma said nothing and followed him into the seating room, along with Rogue. The room and the whole Inn, was rather old fashion, it was lined with paintings that were made years ago and furniture that though old, was worth a fortune of money. There was even a chandelier set atop them in the dimly lit room; along with a fireplace that stood behind the chair Jiemma was about to place himself in.

Sitting down in the chair that showed to be the most expensive Jiemma motioned that the other two take a seat; Sting was awfully relaxed and took no heed to formalities, his head down staring at the shining floor boards where Sting was straight looking intently at Jiemma.

There was a silence, as no one said a word until Jiemma started explaining… "You should feel honoured, that I am revealing my plans to you two. Proving your strength and worthy along with your loyalty.."

Referring to Sting and his means of giving up his 'pet'.

"The others are currently distracting Fairy Tail from what will soon be their demise, whilst we have that Blonde Trash in our grasp….." There was a pause. "You two would know full well of the 'potential' power that all mages hold inside them, that is called the 'Second Origin"; the power that is brought forth is not only the strength in magical abilities but in physical as well…." Rogue and Sting both knew what Jiemma was speaking of; an access point the guild had been looking for, for a long amount of time.

"It appears that the Fairy Tail Group A…..has obtained that power."

Nothing registered for a couple moments; but when it did Sting automatically fell out of his brooding mood. Abruptly looking up at Jiemma, his eyes were slightly wider then what they had been before. This was his plan from the start…

It all made sense why they specifically went after Fairy Tail; why they had picked off the weakest and most vulnerable team member at that time. Except what bothered Sting was how they were going to obtain that second container and how he figured they had that power from the start.

The questions were on the tip of Stings tongue but Jiemma intervened. "It all started when the Blonde Trash fought against Flare, from Raven Tail and was able to use an ability, Urano Metria, which has a high concentration of magic. It is not someone with a weak power like hers can use, unless they have the 'Second Origin'. After that subtle clue, it became apart that the rest of her team seemed to be using higher magic that made me come to the conclusion that the have opened their second container…" Jiemma smiled, his elderly wisdom of abilities had come out, showing that his superiority was still alive.

"A machine has been created long ago, that is in our possession, to take the latent container and its power, completely draining the user of all magic and therefore killing them.

The blonde….will die at the end of this week…"

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