Hi guys! Sorry for the later update (I usually update at 6 here) I just couldn't tear myself away from this new anime I was watching.. Also, after watching the new episode of Fairy Tail (Welcome Home, Frosch) I decided I didn't quiet get Sting and Rogue's personalities right, so like the sensible person that I am (Nope) I decided to re-write some of the chapters... That's why updates aren't going to be as frequent. I'll try to keep it daily, like I always have, since chapter 1. But it might not always be daily, otherwise enjoy this update :33 Ps, this chapter is especially long, expect more of these XD

Chapter 8 (Found and Sabertooth)

Lucy's pov,

It felt like hours maybe days when I woke up in someone else's bed, alone. My entire body felt sore as hell and the world's biggest headache was drilling into the side of my head.

I tried to open my eyes best I could, but even then I couldn't tell if I was in some weird dream or in reality. It scared me to think I could have been out for so long.

But after a few seconds my eyes opened to harsh white light and memories bombarded from the day before.

Minerva.

All I remembered was closing my eyes... And darkness... The sinking feeling or desperation...

I looked around absorbing in my surroundings. I was in an unfamiliar bedroom, the window was opened and cold wind was blowing through it, ruffling the curtains. I looked to my side and saw another figure sprawled on another bed.

Is this a hospital?

I thought abruptly. It never hit me to think about who would have bought me here.. And patched me up. I sat up and glanced at the bandages wrapped around my arm and head.

"Lucy?" A voice gasped behind me. I turned around shocked. As soon as I realised who it was I couldn't meet his anxious eyes. "Lucy, your awake." He whispered quietly, it felt more like a statement to convince himself more, than something to confirm me of. I turned around so I had my back to him, back to Loki.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked as put his arms around my shoulder. I shrugged him off tiredly. He scowled. "Your still Eclipse. Aren't you?" I stiffened. "No. No I'm not." Loki grinned. "Then everything's fine right? I'm glad your ok. We thought we lost you."

"We?" I whispered. He laughed. "Yeah, Aquarius was bawling her head off when I told her you were in a coma. I know, I'm surprised too." I blushed and looked away. "I'm sorry for what I did. I... I know what I put you and Aries through."

Loki rubbed the back of his neck, blushing a little too. "You know, uh, it's fine. You weren't in the right state of mind anyway. I don't blame you and I don't think Aries blames you either." I smiled softly. "Thanks." Loki grinned.

"So where am I?" Loki smirked. "You know you really should have asked that first." I glared at him. "Haha, funny." Loki grinned and stood up. "This is actually my apartment. We kinda all came out of the Celestial Spirit World to see if you were alright. Oh, and we picked her up too." Loki said pointing at the sleeping figure on the far side of the room.

I followed his gaze, scanning the sleeping figure and nodded. "Her name's Minerva. She's part of Sabertooth." Loki's eyes widened. "The Sabertooth?" I nodded. "They were trying to recruit me."

"And did you accept?" He asked in a barely audible whisper. I couldn't help but grin at his dismayed look. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Cause I would have been beaten up if I did." He glared. "It may be funny in your sick mind Lucy, but not to me. You could have gotten yourself killed that night. If I hadn't sensed the danger you were in, you wouldn't be here right now."

I nodded sighing. "What happened anyway? All I remember is..." Loki's face twisted into grimace. "Uhh, I'm not really sure. I came out a few minutes after I sensed the danger. But by the time I'm pretty sure your battle with Minerva was over and you were on the ground, not breathing."

I felt my eyes widen. "You mean..." Loki nodded grimly. "You were dead. I even got Capricorn to check, apparently you drained all of your power and fired it in one final attack. He wasn't sure what it was, but it must have been pretty powerful because Minerva wasn't breathing either."

I froze and uttered, "Sabertooth made the same mistake that Tartarus had. Pushing me like that... They should have known. That attack, could have killed her." Loki frowned. "So you know what spell it was." "Dragon soul." I whispered. Loki looked at me confused.

"I don't remember, any of the Dragon Slayers even having that attack. Are you sure it was that spell?" I nodded stiffly. "Acnologia told me to never use it, not unless I really needed it. The mark I had must have been some kind of seal to hold back all of my power from destroying everything." I mumbled lifting my shirt up a bit to show Loki the mark.

Loki nodded and pointed to the back of my right hand. "It's not gone though." I looked down at it. He was right, the mark was still stretched across my right hand and to my collarbone like some crazy tattoo. I looked down at my hands.

"That spell must have been pretty strong to need a mark to stop it from being activated. And it looks like it hasn't even been properly activated yet." Loki muttered glancing at my tattoo like it was a snake.

I couldn't hold back a shiver.

Properly activated..

I got out of the bed in one swift movement, Loki stumbling back at the sudden movement. I walked shakily to Minerva, my heart beating wildly in my chest.

I was scared. Scared to see what I could have possibly done.

It's not like you haven't killed someone before.

A voice in the back of my head whispered.

This... This time it's different.

I didn't know how it could have been different. She was like Tartarus, powerful but stupid. This girl, this guild, clearly didn't know what they were dealing with.

No, meant no.

Suddenly I was in front of her bed, I stopped abruptly at the foot of her bed. Loki quickly joined me, standing beside me, glancing at me then at Minerva.

"She's alive you know. No need to look like you killed her." He said only half joking to make me feel better. I nodded absent-mindedly, as I stared at Minerva's lightly dressed body.

She was almost completely covered in bandages, from head to toe. Only her face remained. Her hair fanned out behind her like black halo. With what little skin I could see, I realised she was actually really pale. Most of her eyeshadow had been washed off, revealing a chillingly young face.

Her chest moved slightly under the heavy blankets, she was breathing. But only slightly.

I gently tucked a piece of her hair behind her ears. Glancing up at Loki. "Did... Did I do this to her?" He didn't answer me, gently putting a hand on my shoulder. "I... I did this.." I whispered shakily. I felt tears roll down my cheeks.

"I.. I did this..." I sobbed. Loki was quick to catch me as I fell to my knees on the wooden floor boards.

Your evil. Your evil. Are you happy now? Are you happy that you caused so much pain to the others? Lisanna was right wasn't she? You worry people around you, hurt them. And they still help you. Your ungrateful. Your useless.

"Lucy.. Stop. Stop it's not your fault..." I ignored him, desperately trying to banish those thoughts away, but they didn't leave. They bombarded me like shattered glass cutting deeper and deeper into my skin.

'Your a traitor, who are you going to turn on now? Me? Erza?'

Natsu's accusing voice echoed in my skull.

"Shh, Lucy stop. Don't cry... Come on, it's not manly for me to cry too." Loki whispered, his voice shaking now too. He quickly wrapped his arms around me so I was sobbing into his shirt now.

Stop it Lucy, your getting his shirt wet.

I scolded myself but the tears wouldn't stop. Huge sobs racked my back. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." I sobbed into his already sopping wet shirt.

Loki smoothed my back and hair. Gently tucking my head under his chin. "Shh, Lucy cry now. Let it all out... But when it's over, you have to understand. It's not your fault. We don't blame you, I doubt Minerva blames you either. She's going to be ok. Your going to be ok." He whispered soothingly.

I nodded through my tears.

I'm going to be ok.

I thought to myself over and over again. "I.. I'm going to be ok." I whispered, hiccuping slightly. Loki spun me around so I was facing him. "You are going to be ok, alright? Everything is going to be fine, I promised and you know I don't break my promises."

I nodded, trying my hardest to smile. "We're going to be fine." I whispered. He nodded. "That's the spirit Lucy." As he said that I couldn't help but glance at Minerva again. "We.. We should probably get her back to her guild." I muttered standing up and helping Loki along with me.

He nodded. "I'll come with you." I quickly used my left arm to block him from coming with me. "No. This is something I have to do alone. You go back to the Celestial World and rest up, tell the others. If I don't come back by sun down, come find me." Loki glared.

"Lucy-" "Loki. Trust me, I can handle this. Stop worrying about me." He rolled his eyes. "It's my job to worry about you. But fine, go. I swear to god if you don't come back, I'll.." "I hope it doesn't come to that." He sighed. "Good luck, Lucy." I grinned tightly. "I'll see you later, Loki."

Loki nodded and disappeared, his gate closing with the familiar sounds of doorbells ringing. I sighed and walked towards Minerva. She was still unconscious and she wasn't going to wake up anytime soon.

I groaned. I'll just have to carry her. I quickly got dressed and slung her across my shoulder.

Loki was stupid to worry about me. I wasn't stupid enough to get killed.

Well, not over this anyway.

I glanced at the blue sky outside. I wasn't going to be killed over this.

Because I was going to ok and the only way I was going to be ok,

Is to kill the ones who did this to me, made me doubt who I was, brought back those god forsaken memories.

This is their end, this where I draw the line.

If they thought me nearly killing Minerva was bad. They haven't seen anything thing yet.

Normal pov,

Somewhere near the borders of Magnolia,

The White Dragon Slayer was busy sniffing the air, he's eyebrows scrunched up together on his forehead in concentration. His raven haired friend, the Shadow Dragon Slayer stared emotionlessly at Sting Eucliffe. His face portraying less emotion than a statue, as usual.

"What's wrong Sting?" He asked tonelessly as he sat down on a nearby boulder. Sting looked up from his sniffing and frowned. "I don't know, I just... I smell something off." "Off?" Rogue Cheney asked, raising a delicate eyebrow. Sting smirked. "Nothing we can't take care of. But I wanna check it out. Tell em' they shouldn't mess with Sabertooth."

Rogue rolled his eyes. "You know that we have to get back to the Guild right? Besides we finished the job already, Milady should be back by now." Sting glanced at his friend. "What job did she go on anyway?" Rogue got up. "Striking a deal with a potential member, someone powerful apparently." Sting raised his eyebrows sarcastically.

"Who could be so powerful that Milady has to invite her? He should be the one begging us to take him in." Rogue shrugged. "It's a girl by the way. And she is powerful, I heard Master talking about how she had taken down Tartarus by herself."

Sting had to hide his surprise from what Rogue had said.

She was the legendary Mage that had destroyed Tartarus last month?

"What magic does she use?" Sting asked a little annoyed at Rogue correcting him. "I don't know, but there is a bounty over her head of over 100,000 jewels that the Magic Council had sent out last month. Even they don't know what magic she uses. They just said she was dangerous."

Sting felt his eyes widen. This girl... Wasn't just any normal Mage was she? Sting couldn't help but feel nervous. A Mage this powerful joining his guild? What would that mean? Would it push his ranks down? What would it mean to him and his comrade? Will Master kick him out of the guild?

Sting mentally slapped himself for even thinking that. He was the Great Sting, the White Dragon Slayer. No way would Master replace him with some girl. It's not like she's a Dragon Slayer too.

Sting got up and stretched his arms. "Let's go check the scent out. I want to get back to Lector soon. It's been a long time since we last went on a job together with just the two of us." Rogue nodded. "I wonder how Frosch is doing, he always gets lost. Are you sure Lector can keep an eye on him?" Sting rolled his eyes and began to head towards the smell, waving a beckoning hand in the air.

"Come on!" Rogue couldn't help but grin slightly, he didn't think he could go on a job without his, admittedly, idiot Exceed friend, but he found himself enjoying it. Sure, that nagging worry at the back of his head never left, but he didn't mind, he guessed he'll just have to trust Lector. He sighed and jogged to catch up to Sting.

Lucy's pov,

It felt like I had been walking for hours and it didn't help that I was carrying a person too. It must have been a miracle Minerva didn't even twitch through out the entire journey.

To be honest, I was worried about why she was so quiet. I didn't want her to die.

I glanced behind me, the taller buildings of Magnolia jutting through the treetops. I sighed. I was closer to Magnolia than I thought.

I guess I'm back home again. Back to the hellhole I call home, it's very presence made me think back to their words, the lies, the cold, the dark.

I sighed as I continued to walk. I was so close to Magnolia, to Fairytail. The last time I was this close was when I was in Hargeon. Now that I was here, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

What if they find me? What if they see me? What will I do?

I didn't have any answers for these questions and part of me wonders why. Was it because I couldn't bear to even see their faces in my mind, think about their smiles and laughter? Think about the smiles and laughter they had without me.

Then something I had given little thought about ever since Lisanna had accused me of it, popped into my head.

'You can't take him away!'

Him? Away?

I grinned darkly. Right, take him away. It was hilarious to think the whole reason I was even in this situation right now was because of a little jealousy. Of a crazy assumption. How could I ever like another team mate? Plus, it was Natsu.

Natsu, the biggest, most impulsive idiot I had ever met. Who would do pretty much anything for his friends, his family. The people that he loved.

Natsu, the guy who had dug out an entire tree, knowing I wanted to see it so bad but couldn't because I was sick, and left it floating on a raft in front of my apartment so I could stare at it all night.

Natsu the guy who had been my best friend, who introduced me to a new life, a new family when I was just a runaway, with no family, no friends and virtually no place to go to.

Yeah, I can understand why people would have thought we were.. Compatible I guess. And yeah, I do miss him and Happy. But that was the past. The painful past that I refuse to go back to.

And there's no use crying over the past.

Suddenly as I was walking a scent that was entirely different than the forest smells wafted my way. I forgot entirely about Lisanna and Natsu and focused on the smell. I didn't know why but it smelt... Off. I knew already this wasn't any animal that belonged here. In fact it wasn't an animal smell at all, it smelt... Human.

I narrowed my eyebrows and sniffed at the air again concentrating harder. Maybe it just a passerby or a camper. It didn't smell as close. But the longer I smelt it, the closer it got.

My heart was beating wildly in my chest now. Something told me this wasn't some harmless passerby or camper or anything. Whoever this was, was out to kill, not just anyone either, he or she was out to kill me.

Why? I had no idea.

I tucked Minerva closer against my body, my eyes scanning my premises. The scent was closer now, and it seemed to have doubled.

Hunter-guy isn't alone, is he?

I began to trek through the forest faster. Trying my best to keep my footsteps as silent as possible but it was turning into a harder and harder task. And the hunters had somehow picked up my scent and coming faster.

Impossible, no human could have even begun to recognise my scent. Unless...

I began to walk faster as it slowly dawned on me.

I knew why they were hunting me now.

They were Dragon-Slayers.

Could it be that coincidental for me to meet Dragon Slayers in this forest? Or did the Magic Council finally got some of them to track me down? Either way it was still bad.

I had no idea if these 'Dragon Slayers' were friendly or not. I wasn't entirely sure if I could handle two of them at one time. I couldn't even fight Gildarts and Minerva without almost dying twice.

They couldn't have been Fairy Tail's because they knew my scent too well to not come rushing over and dragging me back to the guild or something.

So who were they? They couldn't have been Cobra and someone else, he was with the Magic Council after the whole Nirvana business. And since when did a Cobra know another Dragon Slayer?

I couldn't help but feel even more threatened. I had no idea who these people were and what generation they were. Or even what their magic was. I had no guarantee I could fight these two and win and protect Minerva at the same time. If it was another First Generation, then I'm in trouble. Our magic levels could be the same but I was injured, it didn't matter who they were I was on the disadvantage.

I scowled. Revenge seemed to be getting harder and harder to execute. Was it even worth it now?

Of course it is Lucy. You can't seriously be thinking about just dropping Minerva at her guild and not even picking a single bone with them. You wanted to be ok right? Then do it. Cause no one else is going to do it for you.

The scents were closer now. I was beginning to run now. My feet slapping against the dry compact dirt as I zig zagged around trees and through the forest. But not fast enough.

Whoever these people were knew theses forests and they weren't sounding or smelling like they were about to give up any time soon.

I swore under my breath as I used what little energy I had after yesterday and ran faster than I probably should have in my injure state.

But as I cleared another mile from me and the strangers I realised one of them was missing.

Missing?!

I mentally screamed.

Urgh Lucy how can you let this happen?! How dare you?! Now you lost one of them, what happens if they corner you?!

I scowled. I know that. I already did.

It was futile now as I picked up another scent straight ahead. They had planned this all along and I had walked right into their trap. I could only imagine what they were thinking right now.

I stopped abruptly just before the scent in front of me. Dropping Minerva to my feet, I waited for them.

It didn't matter now. I had to win this fight.

"Oi, you!" A voice yelled from my behind me. I turned around to meet a young man that looked about nineteen with blonde hair and blue eyes glaring at me.

I glared back. "What do you want?" His eyes left my face and drifted to Minerva. I had to hold back surprise as I saw the guild mark on his arm. It looked identical to Minerva's that I had seen on her stomach.

Sabertooth.

"Why do you have Milady?" He asked. His fist already at his side and balled up in white energy. I couldn't help but grin darkly. God, luck was not on my side today.

First, Minerva now these two. And one one of them uses White Energy. I felt another presence behind me, his hands grabbing onto my wrists and pulling them to my back firmly.

"Your not from the Magic Council, are you?" I hissed as the blonde guy came nearer to me, his body radiating with some kind of cologne that made me gag.

He smirked. "Us? Magic Council? No dear, we're from Sabertooth, we're on our very own league thank you very much." I scowled. "Sting, get on with it." The guy behind me said tonelessly.

So that's what his name is. I'll make sure to spit it at him when I'm about to end him and the guy behind me.

Sting glared at the guy crossing his arms over his chest. "Shut up Rogue, let me have some fun. This girl had Milady, don't you think we should find out what she wants?" Rogue shrugged. "I don't care. I just want to go back, Milady, with this girl means that she doesn't have the client."

Sting sniffed. "I don't care. Anyways, what kind of business do you have with Sabertooth? It better not be a bad one because guess what?" He lifted his fist up which was glowing with white energy swirling around it. I flinched. He smirked again. "We're both Dragon Slayers." His face nearing mine so I could feel his breath on my cheek.

But then he narrowed his eyebrows again, clearly confused. "But you still smell weird." He muttered sniffing at the air again. I couldn't help but smirk. Maybe bravado is all you need to fight this guy. Idiot, he's more impulsive than Natsu.

"Because I'm a Dragon Slayer too." I snarled breaking out of Rogue's grip. "DARK LASER!" I yelled firing it at both of them, catching them both by surprise. The laser exploded around them, dust flew into the air clouding my vision for a few moments.

When it cleared I wasn't surprise to see that the laser didn't seem to have scratched them. In fact, they were grinning. Rogue, I realised looked as old as Sting did. He had black hair and it covered most of his face. His red eyes seemed annoyingly emotionless to me and I couldn't help but have an itch to punch him.

Sting spoke first through the silence. His face grinning like a clown. I knew fighting these two weren't something Dark Laser could take care of. "You are the client?" He asked. "I am no one's client." I hissed. "You were with Milady and I felt your magic power, that wasn't a strong spell was it? But the magic that was in the spell was incredible, you destroyed Tartarus with that power didn't you?"

I groaned inwardly. Another idiot who thinks I destroyed Tartarus intentionally. Great, looks like I have two more graves to dig today. "If I am really that strong then why don't you back off?" Sting laughed. "No way. So that's your magic, Dragon Slaying Magic. Have you even killed a real dragon?"

I smirked. "Believe me, I have and his name was Acnologia." Sting and Rogue both gasped then. I noticed both of them has taken a step back at this point, of course they have, everyone knew who Acnlogia was. Sting was laughing nervously. "Haha, Acnologia? Right. Lier."

I chuckled. "I'm not lying White Dragon Slayer, I'm the Chaos Dragon Slayer and Alexian has indeed died at my hands." I said softly, tossing the dagger I had stabbed Alexian with on the dirt ground, still caked in his blood. I kept it more as a reminder of how precious life was, not the lives that I had taken. But they didn't need to know that.

They stared at the bloody dagger in genuine shock. Shock which quickly turned into fear and finally anger. "Your a lier!" Sting screamed, half shocked and half terrified.

'Your a lier.'

Those words, those familiar words annoyed me. They just keep making mistakes over and over again don't they? I had to get this over quick. I don't care who these idiots were, they just signed their death certificates right here.

"I'm no lier, trust me." I said, glancing at the dagger lying on the ground. "Lets get Milady and go Sting. Let Master deal with her." Rogue muttered softly towards Sting. Sting didn't react just continued to scowl at me. "Shut up Rogue, we've got this. She's just a girl. Besides theirs two of us." He hissed between his teeth.

"I may not have any comrades, but you do. And one in particular who's injured, while I have nothing to loose. Think Sting. Listen to you friend." I whispered softly, letting my final piece of humanity I had left towards them.

"Don't. Tell. Me. What. To. Do." He snarled. I smirked. Just like Natsu. "I'm more powerful than even Natsu-san. Don't even pretend you could beat me." I frowned at the mention of Natsu's name. "What do you have to do with him?"

Sting scowled. "Why do you care?" "Stop talking about Natsu like you know him." I snapped. Sting stared at me in surprise. "What are you talking about? Why do you use his name like your his friend or something? Who are you?!" Sting said, the last question sounding more like a demand than a question.

"I care because he is my best friend-was my best friend." Sting looked even more confused. "Best friend? What do you mean by was?" I pushed the hair out of my eyes so it revealed my entire face. Sting looked even more surprised.

"I... I know you." I sighed. "You probably do. My name is Lucy Heartfilia."

Normal pov,

"Lucy... Heartfilia?" He whispered. Lucy nodded. "But... Why are you even here? Your a Fairy right?" Sting sneered at the word Fairy, he couldn't help but feel a little angry that his Master could possibly add a Fairy, of all things a Fairy into their guild. Sabertooth was his pride and joy. No way was he going to let some Fairy join.

Lucy looked away from the two Sabers. Her fighting spirit evaporating off her like water under the sun. She looked almost vulnerable. Suddenly she wasn't Lucy the Chaos Dragon Slayer that killed Acnologia, she was just Lucy. A girl who was hurt, saddened by her past.

"I'm not part of Fairytail... Anymore... I left a few months ago." She whispered tiredly.

The two Dragon Slayers didn't move. Didn't dare too. Was this a good thing? Should they get rid off her right now in her most helpless state? But that would be shameful, taking advantage of someone like that. But Jiemma would not doubt be angry if they didn't get her and Minerva back to the guild.

Sting couldn't help but dismiss the Fairy part of Lucy. He felt pity for this girl, for a Fairy. Hah, the Great Sting was becoming soft. But he didn't need to be the one to dish out the first move. Rogue had beat him to it.

Rogue was standing a little way from Sting and over Lucy, his hand extended as if to give her a hand. "Rogue, don't be stupid." Sting hissed. But Rogue ignored him and half-smiled at Lucy, more emotion than a person could ever see be displayed on Rogue's face.

Lucy didn't look at Rogue. "I don't need your pity." She muttered. "I'm not, I'm offering you a second chance at life." Lucy looked up at Rogue this time, her eyes empty as a moonless sky. "Thanks... But I already had one ruined." Rogue smirked.

"You don't look like the kind of person to give up after one go, Lucy Heartfilia." Lucy blushed caught without an answer. Rogue smiled as Lucy glance his hand enforce accepting it.

Sting glared at the two of them as they gathered up Minerva and turned towards him. "Rogue, this is stupid. We can't do this." Rogue shrugged. "Of course we can, this was Milady's job. We just finished it for her." Sting scowled as he realised he couldn't think of a smartass answer.

"You little..." Sting growled. Rogue shrugged it off. "Let's go. Don't wanna piss the Master off, right?" Sting stood there shaking with anger as Rogue and Lucy walked farther and farther away from him.

So how was it? Did the Twin Dragons sound like themselves? T^T if they don't, I tried XD Read and review!