A/N: *hands everyone a rock* Okay, its official. You are all officially allowed to stone me to death.

I know, I know. I haven't updated in a while. Since, what? Last month. o_o And the fact that this month is almost over isn't really helping either. I like to blame the fact that I ended up giving Manga up for Lent, so I turned to Kingdom Hearts for entertainment, and then began writing KH fanfiction instead of updating. *is shot*

. . . Err. . . Attempted super long chapter for forgiveness? orz

Okay, okay. Enough with the chit-chat. Here we go, Juvia's Mission: Part III!

P.S. I was reading back, and I found a screw up in "Juvia's Mission: Part I" Its not that noticeable, but its still bothering me. So if anyone was able to catch it, I'm super sorry, and I shall somehow explain how it was possible in the next chapter! I swear!

P.P.S. For those of you that might be curious, I had said that Henry was shackled to a wall, but in "Juvia's Mission: Part II", he's walking freely around his jail cell and "helping her out". And I never said that the jailer unlocked him, because I specifically said that Juvia heard the jail cell's door slam! D: *dies* So again, I'm sorry. o_o

Special thanks to: ,eelgirl13, Mooncry, and Luna Lumiini for reviewing the last chapter. Your reviews are what inspire me to write!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Fairy Tail. I wish I did though, it would totally make my day. ;D

Juvia continued her dash up the staircases, inwardly cringing at every boom of the thunder outside, almost always mistaking it as the loud footfalls as she climbed the stairs.

She couldn't help but admit it. She was paranoid.

And because she was paranoid, she had begun to realize more flaws in her part of the plan.

Again, she had no idea what Jellal looked like, how he acted. How was she supposed to know which prisoner he was? Someone could always pretend to be Jellal in hopes of being freed.

What if she ended up going inside a jail-cell that didn't have Jellal in it? What if the person inside was like. . . a rapist or something? !

And plus, she couldn't possibly check out every jail cell on the entire floor! She'd easily run out of energy!

And worse of all, what if one of the prisoners caught sight of her while she was running past and started yelling, and made all the other prisoners start yelling too? That was bound to attract the attention of one of the guards!

She bit her lip hard, immune to noticing the blood that was slowly trickling out. And Wendy and Lisanna. She had called for their help, but it would take forever for them to find her in the agonizingly long corridors and different floors. She was putting them in a lot of danger too.

Juvia wished she could sigh dramatically at that moment, but she was too nervous to let something so loud escape her lips.

Before long, Juvia found herself at her location. The third floor. She couldn't stop the obnoxiously loud beating of her heart, but tried her best to stifle the loud gasps she wanted to take for air, and the panting her body longed to do because of her run.

When she had convinced herself that there was no possible way for her to calm her body down any more, she cautiously made her first step. Looking around nervously, she slowly made her second.

And her third.

And her fourth.

And then she stopped, the deafening beat of her heart filling her ears. I hope no one can hear that. . .

Realizing that the first jail cell was coming up on her left didn't exactly help her situation either. She gulped, as quietly as she could mange, and tried her best to come up with the best course of action.

Okay, turning into water is a must. It'll ensure that nobody becomes too suspicious of Juvia. . .

As if to offer herself some consolation, she stealthily managed to create several puddles of water on the long corridor's floor. She allowed herself to smile, just a little bit. There.

But how will Juvia find out which one is Jellal? Just like that, the smile was wiped off her face. She silently twiddled her thumbs in an attempt to speed up her thinking process. And then it hit her.

Maybe Juvia can just whisper in her water form, and make them think that they are imagining things!, Juvia thought merrily. It seemed like a pretty good idea, and since she couldn't think of anything better, she decided to implement it.

In one swift second, she transformed herself into a puddle, and inch by inch made her way down the corridor before stopping at the first cell. Noticing that there was one directly opposite of it, Juvia had another bright idea. Perhaps Juvia can 'kill two birds with one stone. . .'

She couldn't help but smile at her sudden burst of intelligence, which quickly led to a burst of confidence.

Without thinking, she said, "Excuse me, but are you Mister Jellal?"

Instantaneously, her eyes widened, realizing that based on the loud shuffling from practically every jail cell in the corridor, she had probably said that too loudly. A moment later, she also realized that somebody's "imagination" was not likely to say that.

"Hey, who's there?"

"Are ya talking to me?"

"Who the hell is Jellal?"

In a matter of seconds, Juvia's newfound confidence shattered. Oh no, they're being too loud! What to do, what to do? !

As if pondering the question, she paused. Surely the prison guards are going to come soon to check this out, and then they'll see all the puddles. And the puddles will make them suspicious and then they will find Juvia! And then they'll blame Fairy Tail and Gray-Sama and Natsu-San, and then the mission will be a failure, all because of Juvia and-

A sudden loud banging on the prison cell's bars interrupted Juvia from her thoughts.

"You heard it too? !"

"Then there must be someone here! Someone's coming to break us out!"

"Yeah, that must be it! Hey, over here!"

"No, me first!"

Fear consuming her, Juvia didn't even realize that she had just changed out of her water form.

Alright, that's it. Lisanna's brows furrowed as she swiftly changed herself into an eagle of some sort. No one had probably seen the transformation because of the pouring rain, which was the good side. The bad side was that someone was bound to see her eventually, and she had no idea if her current species of eagle was native around these parts.

Oh, and the fact that an eagle was definitely going to be noticed swooping into a prison was also something to consider.

With one quick shake of her head, Lisanna forced all those thoughts away from her mind. Don't think about all the dangers. Focus on getting in there and finding Juvia!

Squinting slightly, Lisanna attempted to gather information about her surroundings, but of course it wasn't easy because of the intensity of the storm. Geez, Juvia's really outdone herself this time. . .

There were several tall pine trees surrounding her on all sides, which probably signified that this forest was pretty old. From her previous trip to the prison, she also knew that it lay in the heart of the forest, something that wasn't too good for a prison. It would be easy for a runaway prisoner to hide in the forest. That's something I definitely need to share with Natsu, she couldn't help but think smugly.

Before she knew it, the high metal fences of the prison came into view. Lightning flashed menacingly, making the barbed wire that surrounded the prison seem even deadlier. Lisanna wasn't intimidated at all by it though, and instead switched her focus to her current route. It was only a mile or two now.

The grimace settled back on her face when she realized that it meant that she would most likely have to make the risky change in a matter of minutes. She closed her eyes, just for a second, to help her formulate the best way to do this.

When she realized the simpleness of the situation, she forced herself to stifle her giggle. Duhhh, just make it look like you're landing in one of the tall pines, and make the quick change into the housefly. It's not like they're going to put all their attention onto whether or not an eagle comes out of a tree. She allowed a small smile to grace her lips.

With renewed hope, Lisanna increased her speed towards one of the pines that she had earlier pinpointed as one of the closest to the prison. She had decided that it might attract more attention if she made the change in the closest pine, and as Mira had told her before, "Better safe than sorry."

She feinted her landing in the tree before making her switch, barely noticing the struggle it was to fly. Don't worry Juvia, I'm coming.

"Oooooh, what a pretty little lady!"

"Did you come here looking for a new man? I can give you all you want, and more."

"What are you talking about? I'm the sexiest out of all of us! She's bound to pick me!"

"Sexy? What are you talking about? You're probably the fattest one out of all of us!"

Finally realizing what she had unintentionally done, she looked around, mouth agape. All the prisoners in the corridor were currently shaking against their prison bars, yelling at her to break them out. Shocked, Juvia had yet to make any move. That is, until something dawned on her.

The more they yell, the more curious and loud the other corridors were likely to get.

Eyes wide with surprise and confusion, Juvia did the only thing that her brain could manage to tell her.

Run.

And that was just what she did. For those moments while she ran, her mind seemed to be empty of all thoughts, warnings, precautions, and fears. She focused all her energy into running, not even realizing how vain the attempt of escape was. But the realization still occurred somewhere in the far recesses of her mind.

It's too late. You're going to get caught.

And eventually, her running was forced to come to an end. For in front of her seemed to be a large. . . safe-like room. It was large, and metallically black. So metallic, that Juvia was able to make out a slightly distorted figure of herself in front of her. All along the right side of the door was a column of keyholes, all of varied sizes.

But in that particular moment, none of that had registered to her. In that moment, she only saw the place as a sanctuary.

Quickly using the last of her magic and stamina to turn herself into her water form once more, she crawled her way up into one of the keyholes and forced her way through.

As she fell towards the ground, she ran out of magical power, turning herself back into a human and stopping the storm outside. She couldn't help but gasp as her body impacted the cold, rough surface below her. Juvia openly let herself scramble for air, as she closed her eyes and lay her body out on the floor.

When she opened her eyes, the pitch-blackness of the room hit her as did the chilly air. And for some reason, it was wet. Timidly, Juvia raised her hand and touched her face gently. She was. . . crying. Juvia attempted to choke back the sobs that she hadn't even realized were coming from her. Why am I. . . crying?

It was then that it hit her. She had a right to cry. They were simply tears of stress. It's alright. . . Juvia is safe now.

Half-heartedly, she raised her arm to wipe the moisture off her face, before a sudden light seemed to engulf the room. Juvia's eyes widened, and she scrambled to pick herself up into a fighting position before a sudden blast of wind knocked her into one of the walls behind her. She gasped at the sudden attack, and her eyes darted around the now bright room, desperately looking for some sort of explanation.

That is, until the sudden heat from behind her made her scream. She arched her back in an attempt to get away from the piercing heat, but it was useless. The wind seemed to still be holding her back. She continued to struggle for an explanation before it became evident to her. The light. . . the heat. . . This is fire magic.

In the next instant, the fire disappeared, and Juvia fell to the ground. Gingerly, she rubbed the burns on her back, cringing from the sting of pain.

She couldn't help but whimper.

As sudden as the magic appeared did it return. This time, in the form of a small ball of fire that illuminated a young man's face. His eyes were dark, yet surprised and sorry. There was an intricate black tattoo on his right eye, and his expression held one of confusion. A shock of bright blue hair was messily covering parts of his face.

"Who. . . Who are you?"

A/N: GAHHH! I AM OFFICIALLY SUPER PROUD OF MYSELF! *fist pumps*

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