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-Let there be midnight

ME NO OWN FAIRY TAIL

The Dark Salamander

A soft sigh befallen his soft pink lips as he stood there waiting on the tops of the trees for his target. It has been three days when he finally got word that his victim—Erza Scarlet—had taken bait and was now heading here at this moment.

His breaths were steadily calm and silent as he waited and waited for the appearance of a scarlet haired female that should be barging in, but the only noise that came to his ears were the soft rustle of the leaves as they swayed delicately in the wind and the occasional song from a bird that flew by, but otherwise the world around the mysterious cloaked boy was silent and still as if it too awaited for Erza Scarlet's arrival and soon to be death.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" came a voice that made the boy's shoulders tense and his grip on the tree top tightened as he seemed to huddle more into his cloak. The crunch crunch of dried leaves being stepped on made its way into his ears. There seemed to be three people in total, not the one girl he had been expecting, no.

'Maybe it's not Scarlet?' He thought to himself as another voice answered the first.

"No, this is the place." it reassured the first. There was a sigh, neither from first nor from second, but from the third person that traveled along.

"I knew we shouldn't let Lucy alone with the maps to lead us to the right direction." came the boyish voice of the third.

"What do you mean?" exploded first.

"Quiet!" Third and first both went silent as the second voice interrupted them just as they entered the small clearing the mysterious boy waited near.

Just like he had thought. There were three of them. Two girls and a boy. They weren't much older than him by the looks of it, though the one in the middle looked to be the oldest. One of the girls had blonde hair that went to her shoulder blades and large brown eyes that twinkled in annoyance. Her annoyance was directed at the boy on the other side who was half naked. He had raven colored hair and midnight blue eyes that looked back at the girl calmly. In the middle of the two was… Erza Scarlet. His victim.

The three stopped as the blonde haired girl glared at the boy, her body tense as if she wanted to maul him like a bear but was refrained from doing so by the girl beside her with the threatening aura.

"We should be around here." Erza said as she looked around the small clearing, observing her surroundings. "The mission did say we should be in this area at the very least."

The boy hidden amongst the trees slowly crawled his way down silently, onyx eyes never leaving Erza as he did so.

"What do you mean we should be around her?" grumbled the boy with slight irritation. Erza glared at him, shutting him up from saying anymore.

"No," the slightly timid voice made all three of them tense and look to where the cloaked boy now stood in broad daylight, near the shadows of the trees. "You are in the right place." he said calmly. Erza took a step forward till she was standing in front of the two.

"Who are you?" she demanded with crossed arms.

The boy remained silent, a wind buffeting past and disturbing the leaves around them as some blew past. The other boy was about to speak when the cloaked one opened his mouth and began to answer Erza's question.

"I have many names," he started. "but most refer to me as the Dark Salamander." Immediately the blonde haired girl gasped and covered her mouth in shock as her eyes widened and she took a shaky step back.

"Lucy?" Erza asked the girl in concern. Lucy never took her wide eyes off the cloaked boy as she tried to regain her poster.

"The Dark Salamander, I know of him." she whispered only loud enough for Erza and the other boy to hear. "He's known as the one of the best assassin there is! He is always seen in a black cloak and his magic is known to be the fiercest of fire magic that can burn on days after he has left, but he is known best for his onyx eyes that glow in the moonlight. The witnesses said you can see a story untold within and others say they see an overwhelming sense of sadness inside but no one is sure.

"Every one of his victims are killed in the same manner, hearts torn out, eyes opened, the words 'death' carved on both of their forearms and all so neatly." Lucy said.

"Wait," the boy said. "so that means that if he's here… one of us is the victim." Lucy nodded.

"Yes, Gray." she replied with a dry throat. "But who is it?"

The cloaked boy sighed and seemed more rigid than before.

"If you must know," he started softly. "It's you." His arm raised and pointed directly at Erza. "Erza Scarlet."