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Chapter 2
"So that was all?" Levy had just informed Chief Dreyer what happened in her dream, and she slowly nodded to his question. He began pacing back and forth in his wigwam, his short slender fingers kept strumming against his chin as he thought deeply about what she just told him. What could it all possibly mean? The thought kept playing over and over in his head.
Levy stood there as she patiently waited for him to say or do anything. It felt like an eternity before he did something other than pace around. Finally, he stopped and looked at her. His eyes held hers in place, as if searching for something within her honey brown eyes. She held his gaze to allow him to search whatever it was he was looking for. He slowly nodded, as if he is satisfied with his silent quest. "We will keep everyone close to the village, no one goes out alone at night, but no need to panic yet unless proven otherwise." Levy slowly nodded as he stopped talking, he began to walk around again, Levy could almost see his mind going through everything. Who was this man? Why did he appear so different from not only them but from the English and other nations that had settled upon this land? When will they be here?
"Have you told anyone else? She shook her head in response causing sky blue curls to bounce about her face and tickle the end of her nose. "I came straight to you." He once again turned to face her, his soft brown eyes looked tired from being up for the past few hours with her. " I want you to tell Lily. He will need the warriors to be aware of what is going on, they won't ask questions. He will need Gray to get weapons from town." Levy took that as her cue to go, but once she turned to leave a small hand grasped her wrist causing her to turn around slowly to the man behind her. "Be careful Levy. We don't know what that man is capable of or why you dreamed of his specifically." Levy turned around and in a quick movement of freeing her wrist she hugged the small man before her. Makarof froze at first from the sudden movement, but quickly wrapped his arms around her to return the warm embrace.
After a few moments he let her go but not before she kissed his cheek. She moved the hide back to walk out of the wigwam. The bright spring sun temporarily blinded her, for it had still been dark out when she came to tell him about her dream. She let the hide fall behind her as she made her exit, cool spring wind ruffled her long skirt and blew her unruly blue hair all around. Her hair almost blended into the early morning sky as whipped around her, the sun making her eyes shine brightly successfully bringing out the golden color within them. She tucked the strands of hair behind her ear and began looking for Lily. Though, if she stopped to think about it; she knew exactly where he was.
After several moments of walking around and greeting the other members of the tribe. She found him sitting by the river with a sword sitting across his lap. Even from this distance she could hear the distinct noise of wet stone against steel. Lily couldn't possibly know, could he? He had his back to her, but she knew it was him. His black hair was just past his shoulders, he had tanned hide pants on with a pair of moccasins to match. His torso was bare, which could only mean one thing. He was going to train. She was just about to speak when he acknowledged her presence. "I sent Gray into the town to trade for weapons. I had informed our warriors and they are talking to their families." A soft sigh passed through her lips, of course he knew. He always knew when she had her dreams. Finally after a prolonged silence he looked up at her and honey brown meet with emerald green. Concern, love and protectiveness filled the eyes of the young man looking up at her. Slowly and gently she raised a hand to place upon his shoulder as he lifted his hand to lay on hers. Her skin looked considerably pale compared to his naturally sun kissed skin. They was having a silent conversation, nothing needed to be said out loud but their eyes said it all to each other. They had been doing this since they was just small kids. It seemed so much easier than expressing the words. The softest of smiles graced her lips signaling the end of their conversation and Lily slowly stood up. He began to brush the dirt off his trousers and stretched out his back and shoulders until he felt them pop gently to relieve the pressure. He ruffled Levy's hair causing her to pout at him, which of course made him chuckle as he bent down to pick up his weapons. Levy's eyes sparked with a new life as she eyed the tomahawk in his hand. "You ready for some more training?" She greedily snatched the sharp weapon from his hand and held it tightly to her chest, afraid he would take it back from her. "I thought you'd never ask."

Gajeel had been standing in the back of the long hall. The whole building reeked of alcohol and sweat as many bodies had gathered in the building. He gazed around the room at the gathering of people. Cana was drinking from a barrel of mead, Erza was glaring at Natsu as he was playing with fire, again. Eyes that are as deep and dark as blood looked up at the ceiling as Gajeel shook his head and made a tch sound. Natsu always played with fire, it was never ending. There was one time he burned down his small house and now since then Natsu has been staying with Gajeel because the Jarl won't let him build himself a new home until he can control is fire tendencies.
He rolled his shoulders that was getting sore from leaning against the wall as he waited for the Jarl. Had this man ever been on time? Excitement buzzed through the whole building as they waited, because the announcement of where they was traveling. Although Gajeel already knew exactly where they was going, he had known since the winter when they had gotten wind of this new country. They called it the new world. Others have traveled there, but his clan had yet to go, but once they heard of the rich soil and riches of the land the Jarl decided that they needed to go. Silence filled the room causing Gajeel to look up to see the Jarl finally showing his face to his people. Jarl Metalicana raised his arms above his head signaling all to sit down and be quiet. Metalicana looked around the room as everyone sat down, except naturally one person; his son. Both pairs of crimson eyes locked onto each other, waiting to see who yields. The silence stretched on, Gajeel was eager to see who was going on this trip, but he wasn't going to loose this time. What seemed like eternity, Metalicana gave in with a sigh as he removed his eyes from his son, but not without giving the faintest of smirks. Gajeel had finally beat his old man at a battle of who is going to be more stubborn.
Metalicana's booming voice commanded the audience before him, they all listened and watched him in awe and admiration. "Ello everyone!" The hall erupted with cheers from everyone who had attended the meeting, well almost everyone Gajeel flinched from the sudden loud noise. His father caught this from the front of the hall and grinned mischievously at his son. Gajeel glared at Metalicana, which only caused his father to laugh.
Metalicana raised his arms back up and everyone simmered down, with the exception of Natsu of course. He was now bouncing in his seat with a refreshed excitement. Erza suddenly appeared behind Natsu and knocked him over the head with impressive strength, which not only silenced Natsu, but knocked him out cold. Gajeel gave a snort at the scene, meanwhile his father simply shook his head. "It is that time of year again! We will be announcing our sailing destination. For the first time ever we are going East to what they call the New World!" Whispers and murmurs filled the void of silence after Metalicana stopped talking, they all asked one single question. What is this New World?
Metalicana proceeded to tell them of a place with such rich soil that crops grow splendidly, gold was to be found in the dirt and waters that run through the land, and the native people there who speak in an unknown language, they are hunters and use every part if their kill and clothing made if the hide. By the end of the speech everyone's eyes were shining with fresh excitement and wonder. Then, they all began to wonder who is making this trip?
"For this trip I'll be sending a small amount of people to explore the land and meet these native people. No need to bother with the English. From what I hear they are not at good terms with these natives." He looked at everyone, meeting each and every one if their eyes before moving to the next person. "So the group that is going is as follows, Erza, Natsu, Juvia, Elfman and lastly..." He paused and looked around the room with the most serious face he could must. Gajeel in the back seething, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. He wasn't going? He, of all people should be going! He was the son of the Jarl! The only son at that! Metalicana refused to meet his eyes during the silence. Gajeel pushed himself off the wall and began to walk out the hall, no one noticed him leaving because they was waiting to hear the final name. No one noticed, except his father he now wore the biggest smirk possible in his face as he watched his son storming away. Metalicana chuckled softly as he watched his son grab the door, but just before he opened the door. Metalicana revealed the last person to go on this trip. "Gajeel, you're going my son."