A/N: Hey Lovely readers I want to tell you the escapades of a lowly Grace (That's me). So I looking at my story one day (because I do that a lot ...) and this story had fourteen chapters and I start freaking out thinking I posted chapter fourteen early (This was few weeks ago from when I'm posting this and when I'm writing this note.) Then I realize it is because I have this notice my life thing to tell you about the hiatus that wasn't really a hiatus. Now that I'm updating regularly I didn't need it, so it was REMOVED! (o.o') after that I posted Chapter Fourteen, but then I was like 'why I have no reviews?' When I went to go look at the chapters stats! There were four reviews! I had only received one! How was that possible? Well as it turns out all the reviews for the previous (before I removed the notice) Chapter Fourteen Chapter Thirteen, went to the new chapter fourteen; so basically I'm stupid, and all the reviews past a certain point are on the wrong chapters. I am far too lazy to fix though.

Have a nice time reading and review please! This is the part where things start happening. I know it has taken forever, but the long transition helped me as a writer.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN:

FILMS, WOLVES, AND SHADOWS

(A not-so-much-a-snippet OC Snippet)

I tapped my foot to the fast beat of the music and loud drums. I hummed along imagining Juan pretending to die at my wonderful musical talent. It was the only reason I was actually jealous of Shoko, to be honest: the fact she could sing so well. I knew she was really screwed; she always acted like an emtionless, cold, rude, untrusting bitch (pardon my language), but there were times when I could see a maternal, caring side of her.

Yep, I concluded, everyone was really messed, like really. I scowl; since when did I get such cynical thought. Then I smirked, thinking of what my mother's powered, fake face would look like if she found out that I wasn't using people for my benefit and actually caring about being nice to them in my though where I was fairly certain that neither of my best friends could look into. Then I frowned thinking of my family life—I was obviously scatter-brained as ever.

"Some things never change," I mutter and quickly got back to my job. I was working out a tour for Shoko—she was taking a lot of those lately. Maybe it had to do with that hickey she had and said was nothing—"Stay focused, Gwen!" I shout at the wall covered with a mirror. "Plan the stupid tour, dangit!" yeah, I had a bit of a potty-mouth ...Juan was rubbing off on me.

It was also when looking in the mirror that I noticed a shadow moving in the corner. I light my hands instinctively with my fire, "Who are you?" I squeaked.

There was silence. I felt like one of the girls in the many horror films, a new technology that was exploding in Crocus, Juan made me watch just because he liked watching me squirm. I hated him for it, of course, but who could stay made at Juan for long ...? Shoko, but that is beside the point. As always! Gwen! I scream in my head, there is a freakishly weird person standing right behind you! My instincts sent fire lashing out before I could even process the man's swift movements.

"Who are you?" My eyes were wide with fear. He had completely ignored the flames I sent toward him, as if half his face wasn't currently on fire. His burning face blurred out of focus slightly; hologram, I amend.

"Gwendolyn Lazar," his voice was deep and dark, "join Wolf Clan," he commanded.

I was simply mesmerized by his voice; so silkily flowing through every word. I had never thought anyone other than Shoko had a beautiful voice, but ... dang! His voice alone made me quiver and want to agree to his strange demand. I managed a strangled, "Of cou-," before I regained my senses.

What the?! Wolf Clan, I recalled, was the guild that had really messed Shoko up. I remembered the only time I had seen Shoko cry; I ended up called a code pink—ice cream, chick flicks, alcohol, and that hot new drummer. Still, I only managed to get out that she was in Wolf Clan before she meet me and was never going back. "Never, I hate them so much. They were my family and then they dropped me flat!" After that she continue to sob as I watched girls shout at each other because they both were bitches(pardon my language). That was a messed up night.

I suddenly realized someone was talking to me, and, because this had happened a lot in school, I gave my standard reply of, "Uh huh, yeah, sure, whatever you want!" I smiled then realized that man was smirking. "Wait! No, no, no!" I blinked.

"Too late, Gwen," and he removed his hand from my lower back—when did her get his hand there?!—and I felt a slight a pain.

"What did you do?" I looked in the mirror, my eyes widened. On my back was a flaming red, grinning Wolf.

"Now you can't misbehave either," the wolf spoke with the man's voice, "and don't," I screamed from pain burning from the spot on my back, "think of telling our mutual friend." Not wanting to feel the pain again, I nodded. "Good!"

I looked at myself in the mirror stunned for a second. My mind reeling, I was a member of Wolf Clan? But I was always a memebers, right? That was where I met Shoko. If I recalled correctly, Shoko was my best friend since we were really little. We used to clean Mizu's—who's that?!—house together. I sat back down in my chair not realizing when I stood, or when I got this strong sense that something was very off, but I dismissed it.

A/N: Hello Owls, I'm really excited about this chapter. As you may have noticed it is kinda different from the normal OC snippet - I love that word! - and that is for a very good and exciting reason: we are almost done with the first arc-ish thing! Only Three or four more flashback chapters depending on if I want include a closing ceremony or not!

Yeah! Super awesome news over. I have all the OCs i need! Now I can start planning the new arc ... and the end of the story. Also with that in mind, I need plan the next arc, and I need you guys to tell me what you want to see. I really do listen to you guys and appreciate everyone of your opinions on the story, so feel free to leave what you most want see in the next momentous arc! I really have no ideas for how I'm gonna do this.

Disclaimer: I can only dream of owning Fairy Tail, so obviously I don't actually own it.

Hoots,

Owls

Teaser: "'It would really be a shame,' the silver-haired girl began again, 'If you hurt my friend,' she told him with a glare."