I think I'm kind of addicted to writing this fanfiction. Anyway, maybe I'm writing this too fast, because no one has reviewed, favorited, or followed my piece yet! And that makes me really sad, but I guess that's okay. I'll be a patient little girl. Anyway, we are officially more than half way through this fanfiction! Which is so awesome, and sad, because it only took me like an hour to write each, and this feeling of happiness and satisfaction will fade , let's get on to Chapter Four: Epic Wind !

Gray, for once, was actually looking forward to lying on a bed and doing absolutely nothing but rest. In his opinion, it was much different than when Grandpa ordered him to do it. Besides, he was absolutely exhausted. He wasn't sure how much longer he could walk. When he reached the top of the stairs, and he let out a sigh of relief, and shakily opened the door. He was met by the blonde receptionist, who had a sadistic smile on her face.

She was as pale as before, her lanky body leaning on a wall. He hands were wrapped around a large sword. Gray hissed at her, looking at Happy. The blue cat looked run down, but he matched his glance with conviction.

"Happy, I know you're tired," Gray whispered. "I don't know, but I think something's dangerous about that air." The blonde smiled at his statement.

"I know you're tired," Gray repeated, "but I need you to take Lucy out of here. It's too dangerous to leave her here." Happy stared at him for a moment. After a few seconds, Gray outstretched his hands, confused at Happy's puzzled reaction.

"What are you waiting for? I need to take care of her, now."

"But, Gray, I don't want to leave you here alone...,"

"I'll be fine, okay?" the ice mage responded, ruffling Happy's fur as he spoke. Happy gave him a look that said I'm pretty sure you won't be, but conceded, taking Lucy from his hands. Lucy stared back at Gray, a worried expression in her eyes.

"Be careful, Gray...," she murmured, her voice breaking. He nodded, before turning towards the blonde. She had unsheathed her sword. He created a sword of his own. They bounded towards each other, sword clashing against sword in lightning speed. They bounced around the room, too quick for any of them to realize, and they burst back, each breathing heavily.

The blonde smiled as Gray dropped to his knees, clutching his chest in pain.

"Finally,someone interesting," the blonde said. "You're very powerful, you know." He looked at her in exhaustion. Now he was positive that something wasn't right.

"However,you'll never be as powerful as I am," she said with a sneer, kicking him in the stomach sharply. He coughed up some blood, screwing his eyes shut to take deep breaths. She snickered. It was a disgusting, greedy, dying laugh. It made him sick.

"I guess it's time to finish you off, then," she hummed, before smiling widely. She laughed wildly, recklessly bringing her sword down upon him. Gray desperately tried to move his hand, thinking of the one thing that could get him up right now...

She HURT Lucy...

He managed to get back on his feet, countering her sword with his own. With another sword formed in his hand, he cut her stomach. She let out a pained scream, clutching her chest. She looked at him furiously.

"You DON'T want me to get angry," she warned. "I'm done playing."

"Really?" he said, taunting. "Then, so am I."

And, in another burst of energy, they bounced back towards each other, fire burning in their eyes.

Porlyusica sighed.

She didn't know why so many people had decided to come. Cana, Gajeel, and Juvia were all squished in the carriage with them, all of them wearing grave expressions. Makarov was sitting with Porlyusica, too immersed in his own thoughts to notice the startling number of people in the very tiny carriage they had decided to use.

Gajeel , who was squished in between Juvia and Cana, looked at both of them in worry. Juvia was holding a Gray doll in her arms, hugging it as tight as she could. Cana also seemed worried, staring at the window emotionlessly. She didn't blame them. Magic deficiency was no laughing matter...if they hadn't gotten to Wendy as quickly as they did, then she would be freaking DEAD, along with Carla. As it was right now, he wasn't even sure that the others were alive, even though they weren't children like Wendy. They had been exposed to the air much longer, and they were most likely fighting as well. Not the best combination when your magic is decreasing rapidly for no clear reason.

"GAJEEL!"

The iron dragon slayer looked up to see Happy carrying Lucy. The carriage stopped, and Happy squeezed in, laying Lucy gingerly on the couch. She was sleeping peacefully now. Happy, though tired, seemed to be feeling a lot better.

"Apply the medicine to her, Porlyusica," Makarov said, and she nodded. Gajeel looked away to see Juvia fighting back tears. It must be hard to hear that your crush of two years is going to die because of some stupid mission. Gajeel winced. Gray had been one of his closest friends in Fairy Tail, as had Natsu. They were his rivals, and he was theirs. Erza, who was stronger than all of them, was a form of strength and wisdom in the guild. He couldn't imagine a Fairy Tail, hell, A LIFE, without the three. Well, he already knew that it would be pretty crappy.

Gajeel wrapped Juvia in a hug. She grasped his arms, tears beginning to slide down her face. Wordlessly, he squeezed her tighter.

"Hey, listen, Juvia," he whispered. "If you really love Gray, then believe in him. I know it sounds cliche, but it's cliche for a reason, you know." Juvia laughed despite herself.

"Yeah."

"You want to go slower?" Erza asked. Natsu, who was leaning on Erza for support, shook his head quickly. She looked up, taking a deep breath.

"I feel as if my magic is already at 0," she murmured. "It's strange." Natsu didn't respond. They went up the last set of stairs, and the scarlet mage smiled as she caught sight of Lucy's room. However, before they both could move any further, they saw a body smash through the door and crash against the wall. Erza stared at Gray, her eyes wide.

"Gray!" she called, leaving Natsu's side to kneel down next to him. The ice mage wiped the blood from his mouth, determination in his eyes. Erza helped him up. The blonde appeared in front of them, and smirked.

"How are you all feeling?" she asked. Erza turned to Gray in question. The ice mage sighed.

"Turns out that air depletes our magical power. Must be why we're not feeling so great," he responded. Erza and Natsu looked at each other in surprise. Everything made sense now. However, Natsu turned towards her, cockily grinning.

"Well, I have a little revelation too," Natsu said. "Because, see...we don't rely on magic to defeat our enemies." The blonde cocked up an eyebrow.

"We rely on our heart, our friends," Erza continued, her body shaking in excitement.

"And Fairy Tail!" Gray said, pounding his guild mark with pride marked in his words. The blonde stepped back in fear. They were so weak, so vulnerable...yet, something told her that she wasn't going to win this fight.

The three approached her, and she swore that their magical power multiplied to ridiculous levels. She gulped.

"And, in the name of Fairy Tail, we will destroy you."

Okay, this fanfiction is ending so soon. AND THIS CHAPTER WAS SO SHORT! I hate this habit of mine to be too concise. Believe me, it gets annoying really quick. I am sorry, this is kind of emotional. Just kidding! I don't know why I am writing it this fast, but I don't really care for the reasons. Anyway, I STILL have no reviews (or maybe I do, I haven't checked lately).Anyway, this fanfiction will either be finished today or tomorrow. See ya~

-Hiraethe