Hey guys, it's me the author. FINALLY! I'm done writing this chapter. I am soooo sorry that I didn't post sooner. I thought I had more written than I thought but apparently not. I know I said it would be the next day and I so sorry it wasn't. This is a longer chapter and one of my favorites. There is more back story in this one than others so I hope it explains some questions that you internally had. Also my 1 year old brother is currently on my lap and is very demanding. He keeps pushing buttons and is in need of a nap. Don't forget to review.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail or Sabertooth.

Chapter 3

As I dragged her she tried to resist. She kept wiggling and squirming in my grasp. Finally annoyed with her I handed her to Sting. He continued walking and I pause for second before following. Once she was in front of me I slapped her across the face. He kept walking as I watched her. She stopped squirming after that but I didn't move. We are headed to the training area but she didn't know what for. Once we got there Sting threw her in. She hit the floor on her side and slid a few inches.

"What are we doing here?" She sneered.

"Training." She nodded and walked away. With her back to me I turned up the heat. The way my brothers and I trained was different than most peoples. I shed my coat, my over shirt and my jewelry. Mousy, not realizing the temperature change didn't shed any of her clothes. She still had her long navy blue dress, fur-lined coat and black boots.

"Not good training clothes mostly."

"I'll be fine."

"Whatever you say, Mousy." I stood in my tight crop top that showed my breasts more than usual, not that my brothers minded. I'm sure they didn't even notice. My brown belt from loosely around my waist with my whip on my left side and my keys on my right. My black biker boots shined in the light, and my black jeans hugged my waist yet left enough room to move.

"Come mostly. Come at me." She smart and did just that.

Training lasted all day. We allowed breaks for eating and for the bathroom and that was it. She ended up shedding some of her clothes but left her dress and boots. If you can call them that. The bottom part of the dress had been ripped off, so now it ended centimeters below her underwear. Both her sleeves has been ripped off as well and massive amounts of her dress was littered all over the floor. Claw marks littered the front of her dress without breaking her skin. Huge holes dotted randomly around her back exposing her bra a little. The rest of her clothes were so drenched in sweat that she was almost dripping. I knew it was past midnight but I didn't know what time it actually was. That was my goal. I slip up to Rogue while Mousy was drinking her water.

"Time?"

"Almost 5:15." I nodded. My goal was 6:30.

"Training ends at 6:30. I don't want to miss it." He nodded. Sting and I were doing the training well Rogue played with the temperature, turning up and down. We were used to it so it didn't affect Sting, Rogue and I while Mousy would sweat buckets only for it to stick to her skin make her uncomfortable in awkward places and making it hard to move.

First it was my turn to train her, then it was Sting's turn, and after a while we switch back. Suddenly I hear a small alarm. I turned my attention to it and realized something.

The room was cold, it had been for several minutes. Rogue had made a pattern: a hot room with Sting, a cold room with me. I both loved it and hated it. I preferred heat but I loved Mousy's awkwardness more.

I turned a mousy, "we are done here. Go take a shower."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"That wasn't a bad punishment." I smirk. What she didn't know was that I hadn't even started yet. The actual plan started right here. At this exact moment. As she left the room I turn to Sting.

"You have five minutes to get silver into position. Then meet rogue and I in the P.O.I."

"Why can't rogue come with me?" He whined.

"So you have some motivation. I don't want you to be late. Otherwise you miss the fun. Now hurry or we'll start without you." He huffed out up out.

"You guys are mean."

"Not always." I winked at him and he smiled before he left the room.

"Come on Rogue. We have a plan to carry out." A small smile crossed his face. We walked into Mousy's room and heard the shower running. I smiled. The plan was unfolding itself as we speak. Rogue already knew the plan but he still awaited my orders.

"Grab the clothes from the bathroom please." He nodded and disappeared into the bathroom. As he left I gazed around the room. It was ocean blue with green polka-dots. It was such a disgusting combination I couldn't stand it. I go to the closest dresser and opened it just as Rogue came out of the bathroom.

"Put them in the center. Also, grab the towels and put them outside in the hall." While he did that I pulled the clothes out of the drawer and put on top of the clothes from the bathroom. They were pajamas. Just then Sting came into the room.

"Right on time, Sting." He bowed.

"Thank you, sister." I giggled.

"Now that you're here, grab some clothes and throw them in the center." He nodded and went to the dresser across the room, while I moved to a different drawer. This one had shirts in the next head sucks. Just as I dump them onto the pile Sting called me over.

"Look what I found." He pulled Mousy's panties out of the drawer. Some were lacy, some were normal, while other were granny panties. Sting and I laughed so hard Rogue came over. Soon his laughter joined ours.

"Ok, let's finish this. Pull these aside, I just had a thought." He just smiled at me. While Sting and I finished the drawers, Rogue empties the closet onto the pile.

"Hey Sting. Did Silver give the instructions?" He shrugged. I pull out my phone and called Silver.

"Hello?"

"Hey, its me. Did you give the instructions?"

"Yeah. It was hilarious to watch their lame reactions. There was confusion and then fearful. I swear that some peed their pants."

"I wish I could've seen it." I heard the shower turn off. "Hey, I gotta go. The plan is in motion."

"Alright. See you in a few minutes." I hung up and turn to my brothers.

"Sting. conceal them please. Rogue, please boost me up." They nodded and Rogue shot me up into the rafters. We had rafters instead of flat ceilings because they were our jungle gym, Rogue boosts up Sting and I hold his feet as he grabs Rogue. Then we use the momentum from swinging to get Rogue to join us in the rafters.

"I can't wait to see her stupid face's reaction."

"Patience, Sting. One more minute." Just as I said it Mousy stepped out of the bathroom dripping wet.

"I guess I didn't wash my towels. Oh well. I have to remember to do that next time." Her hair stuck to her back and water droplets rolled down her arms and legs.

"I might as well dry my hair. It's not like anyone can see me." She said to herself.

"Does she always talk to herself?" Sting asked.

"I have no idea this is the first time I've seen or heard her do this. So don't ask me." I responded. We watched and waited for Mousy to finish. She blow dried her hair and put her hair into her classic buns on either side of her head and let the rest of her hair her down.

She reached for her make-up and I knew I had to do something. Heavily leaning against one of the beams next to me it created a loud 'ccccrrrreeeeekkkkkk' grabbing Mousy's attention. She stop suddenly and leaned halfway out of the bathroom. Smirking I watched the door close behind her, slapping her butt, and pushing her out before it locked itself. She turned and tried to open it.

"Come on guys. It's showtime." With her back to us we silently lowered ourselves onto the bed below. Sting stood leaving Rogue and I on the bed. Finally giving up she goes to her dressers. Shock is plastered on her face when she finds empty. I restrained myself from laughing as did my brothers. She moved to the other dressers. Then to her closet. Her face held the same shocked expression. She spun around and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. She spun to face us and my brothers laughed as well.

"What did you do?" She growled.

"Whoa. Mousy is trying to gain some teeth. Looks like she doesn't see the leverage we have." We stood and walked to the pile. She didn't move. Sting waved his hand and the illusion disappeared. She gasped as soon as she saw the clothes on the floor.

"What are you guys doing?" The venom in her voice was slowly dripping away.

"You haven't figured it out yet?" She shook her head. I pulled out a small bottle of alcohol and dumped it on the clothes. Sting held up a lit match.

"NNOO!"

"You know our plan now Mousy?" We laughed and Sting blew out the fire.

"Why are you doing this to me?!"

"It's because your a C-class who is been trying to raise her rank. A C-class must be kept in their place." My image beside staying disappeared making it look like I disappeared and reappeared. I ran my freezing fingers down her back towards her butt causing a shiver crawl up her spine.

"You like that? I'll be happy to give it to you, just not by my hands. After all I am a girl. And I have no interest in you. I never have, I never will." I whispered in her ear. She whipped her head to look at me only to find I wasn't there. I ran my still freezing fingers just below her breasts brushing them as well. Another shipper went up her spine before she turned to try to catch me in the act. She found me in my place by Sting.

"Who e-even came up w-with the classes?"

"You seriously don't remember? Rogue asked.

"Remember what?"

"It was your mother." Sting answered.

"Let me give you the whole story. Dad had two wives. Yours and ours. Your mother, Catherine, was cruel-hearted to all except her children and her husband. Which meant us. Our mother was the opposite and was kind, beautiful, and adopted the B-class kids. Father always loved our mom more which is why he accepted the B-class. When Silver was born Catherine went overboard. She began to neglect him when he was in her care and taught the other children to bully him.

Dad caught this and stopped it. Then when we were born it send her over the edge considering how dad loved Silver and us, the triplets, the most. So much so that he neglected Catherine's children. Because our mom adopted the B-class, he tolerated them. He acknowledged them and might have even loved them. One day when we were at the age of three Catherine gave mother a deadly poison.

When mom found out she gave Catherine a bigger dose of the same poison out of revenge. That is just the type of person she was. Then mother told dad and he erased Catherine from history. Then everything Catherine did Dad spun it so it made it seem like Mom had done it. After all mother was widely known as the nicest person people have ever met. So if Catherine had done something like chop down a tree, dad spun it to make it seem like mom planted the tree. Lastly he switched the old A and the C-class so we were on top. After all he loves us and our mother more."

"No! That isn't true. She never did anything like that."

"Yet, that's exactly what happened."

"No!" I think over to her and whispered in her ear.

"Why don't you believe Rogue? When has he ever lied?" I put my hands on her waist. "Feeling self-conscious yet? After all, you just learned what a horrible person your mother, Catherine, actually was."

"I don't believe you! This is a trick!" Her words cracked.

"How could we have tricked you? We can't make broke lie even if we tried." Sting said. He pulled out a second match and let it. Seeing the fire I was mesmerized and traded places with Sting. I played with the fire in my hands as Sting was making Mousy feel uncomfortable as she thought about her mother.

Soon the fire leaves the stick and becomes the size of a baseball and I continued to play with it in my hand. The fire is warm and calm in this spread over me. I loved fire and everything that he could do. My gaze falls on the pile of clothes on the were ready and they only needed a spark.

I smile as I drop the some of the fireball on the clothes. The fire ignites earning a small gasp from Mousy. I stare at the fire, at its reds, yellows, and hint of blue. The way it lapped over each other trying to reach the tip of the fire. The way they blend perfectly together one not entirely covering the other. The way they danced with the air around them as well as each other. Slowly I change my gaze from the fire to Mousy, as I watched her face as she stared at the fire. Her life as she knew it was over and she had no clue where it was going now.

"What am I going to do now?"

"Oh, we aren't done yet. We're just getting started." Rogue pulls out a blindfold out of his back pocket and ties it around her eyes.

"Come, lets go for a walk." Sting suggested nicely. He took a place on her left, I took a place on her right, and Rogue stood behind her. Rogue had his hand on her upper back Sting and I had our hands on the lowest part of her back. They were centimeters from her butt and she shifted uncomfortably as we left the room.

We walk down the long hallways often turning right or left in hopes of messing with Mousy's sense of direction. Soon I hear the soft chatter of humans before it becomes silent. Mousy shifted again but we ignored it. Ahead I saw the couch in the center of the hallway.

We moved her around the couch and took off the blindfold. I sat on the couch opposite Silver, while Sting and Rogue took the space between the couch and the wall on opposites sides of each other blocking off tall escape. She blinked at the sudden brightness before looking at Silver.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm sitting. What does it look like I'm doing? Also, I'm kind of participating."

"Participating in what?" He pointed behind her and she slowly turned around. Behind her guild members lined the wall on both sides. All eyes are on her and she's frozen to the spot. Someone wolf-whistled breaking the silence. Which of course was followed by other various sounds of acknowledgement. Her face glowed red and she turned back to us.

"Move."

"Looking good, Minerva!"

"Naw. I don't wanna." I responded.

"Move now." She said through clenched teeth.

"Why don't you walk this way Minerva! Show us what you got!"

"Sorry, I can't. You see, following commands never worked for me. I never follow commands from my subordinates."

"Fine. Then you leave me no choice."

"Hey, Minerva! Be kind to us and come this way!" She tried to walk past Sting only to get pushed back. She tried the same to Rogue only to get the same result. She then tried to climb over me and I pushed her back as well before pulling out a gun and pointing at her heart. She gasped and pulled back.

"You wouldn't."

"Wouldn't I? You don't know me. You hardly have a clue of what I'm capable of. But I'll help you out. The only way out of that way." I pointed down the human lined hallway.

"You can't be serious."

"Oh I am. I'm completely serious." I cock the gun. "Want to find out?" I give a devilish smile. She takes a deep breath and starts walking down the now narrow hallway. She keeps her eyes straight ahead not looking at the people. I look at Silver.

"Do you have them?" He holds up several camera lakrima and tosses them into the air. They instantly start following Mousy, taping her from different angles. The screen comes up and we watch the show.

~~General POV~~

Mousy passes the first two people and feels something touching her stomach. When they are behind her she feels something slap her butt. Obviously a human. She lets out a squeak and turns to face them. As she does she feels the slap again and other hands touching her body. In that instant she realizes what was happening. She turns again and races down the hallway. The whole way she gets touched and spanked, for lack of a better word.

Embarrassment courses through her blood as she is forced to run down the hallway with people touching her. Every once in a while she is forced to stop to catch her breath. Every time she does more people touch her. Most of the time they are men which makes it worse. Some grab her breasts while others grab her butt. They rub themselves against her and "massage" whatever they are holding.

It only lasts a second before she takes off running again. The whole time the words the twins spoke ran through her head. 'Father loved our mom more. Catherine was cruel and cold-hearted. Father erased Catherine from history. Catherine created the classes.' The more they filled her head the more depressed she felt. Finally ahead she sees the door to freedom. Finally she could be free from people touching her.

Too late she realized where the door lead to. It lead outside of the guild. She pushed open the door and ran to the edge of the street. She stopped and tried to catch her breath thinking that the worst is over. Then she hears a car honk and she looks at her surroundings. She is standing on the sidewalk during the busiest part of the day. The time when people were on their way to work.

She heard whispers of people walking past her. 'What is up with her with her? What is she thinking? Why is she walking around out here? What is her problem?' She stands there unable to move, unable to think. Suddenly she gets yanked from her spot. She is dragged into a dark all and forced against the wall. Someone's breath clouded in her face.

"What is an ugly girl like you doing out in the street?" She didn't respond. She couldn't. Fear pulsed through her veins, embarrassment filled her head, shame blocked all other senses and muscles from working properly.

"It's rude to not answer when someone talks to you, you know?" His right hand runs through her hair before traveling lower on her body.

"Well, if you aren't going to talk I guess we can skip to the good part." His left hand grabbed her breast as he forced his lips on hers. She refused to comply with him and he bit her lip in response. She gasped and he used the opportunity to jam his tongue in her mouth. He sucked on her tongue and squeezed her butt and her breasts at the same time earning a moan of pleasure she tried to suppress. He pulled his face away while his hands remained in place.

"Oh, you like that? Then I guess I'll have to do it some more." She didn't like it. She hated it. It made her feel dirty and helpless. But, she couldn't help herself. Her body had responded on its own and now she was going to pay the price. He started to kiss her again and did the same thing. It was when his right hand started moving again that she began to cry. His face pulled away again and he spied a large crate perfect for what he had in mind.

He climbed on top of it and knelt on it. Then he yanked her forward, closer to him. He undid his belt and pulled down his boxers. He put his hands back on Mousy and forced her closer. His left on her butt and his right inching closer to her front.

He was about to get what he wanted when he heard a "Open! Gate of the Black Snake! Open! Gate of the Torturer! Open! Gate of the Protector! Windshadow! Misthaven! Nightingale!" In that instant he felt the girl in front of him get ripped from his grasp. Then he got hit in the stomach right before getting hit in his balls.

"What the hell do you think that you are doing?" A female's voice asked.

"Poissson Ivy Bite!" A voice hissed. He felt sharp fangs stab into his neck and his muscles freeze up. He was then grabbed by the hair and dragged to the newcomer's voice.

"Prepare to die, since you aren't getting out of this alive." The thing gripping his head whispered. He gulped. He heard the sincerity and saw the guild insignias on the people in front of him. He was so going to die and he knew no one could save him.

~~End of General POV~~

As soon as I saw Mousy get pulled into the alley I knew I had to do something. There was no way I was going to let my sister get raped because of me. If it was her own fault then I wouldn't help her. Yet, the current problem at hand was my fault and I would be damned if I didn't try to stop it. Which is why as soon as I saw the problem I rushed to stop it. Misty brought the man on his knees and he was shaking in fear.

"Tell me. What the hell were you doing?"

"I think you know the answer to that. So why don't you let me go?" Thanks to Windshadow the only thing that worked was his voice.

"You seriously think I'm going to let you go after the stunt you pulled? I don't think so. As a result you will suffer punishment from Misthaven. First, you will lose the fingers you tried to penetrate her with, then what you tried to use to defile her mouth. I'll let you mind wander a bit." He burst out crying once he considered my words. How I hate all types of blubbering.

I leaned closer to Misty. "Take'em both. Then drop him off at the hospital. I want him to live."

"As you wish Princess. Do you want a barrier?" I nodded and made my way to the back of the alley.

"Gale. You can come out now. We're done here." I stood in front of an empty alley but soon the image began to shimmer and fade. Soon I saw Mousy and Gale in front of me. Mousy was cowering in fear and Gale was rubbing circles on her back. I took Gale's place and thank him for his service. Mousy looks up at me.

"Y-you s-saved me." Tears glimmered in the corner of her eyes.

"Of course. Why not?"

"I-I thought you hated me."

"I might. It's highly possible. And I may not be there most the time, but I'm here now." Just then Sting and Rogue burst into the alley.

"What took you so long?" I ask

"Well, when you use Kaden and don't take us it takes a little longer." Sting pants.

"Hey. I did not USE Kaden. I simply asked him. I treat them nicely. Unlike some people."

"You better not be talking about us." Rogue says.

"Don't be stupid. Of course not you. You know who I mean." I help Mousy stand and walk her foreword. I past Gale and Wind and thank them. Sting and Rogue fall in step behind us and I smile when I pass the newest blood stain in the alley. A broken body with a broken spirit sent to the hospital, how sad. The people we passed on the sidewalk took a few steps back. We walked into the guild to see everyone lining the hall.

She paused and I nudged her forward. She tried to take tiny steps but I kept her moving at a normal pace. Once she started down the hallway she took off running. Once she was out of earshot I addressed the people. Sting and Rogue lifted me up as the crowd gathered. I got the signal from Silver and began.

"Thank you all for your participation in Mousy's punishment. Father did approve the be enacting rule 6 this morning. Due to Mousy's behavior Father created rule 6 last night. Silver will give you your final instructions. No matter what we say the next few months you WILL follow Silver's instructions. If anyone is found acting against instructions they will be punished. That is all. Return to your routines. Till next time." They lowered me as the crowd dispersed.

"Thanks guys. I appreciate it."

"No problem sis. You would do the same for us."

"You know I would. Let's go. We need to give the rules to Mousy."

"Doesn't she have them already?"

"It's meaning is that it's time to add some more. We wouldn't want to tarnish Sabertooth's name now do we?"

"Nope. Not a chance. I'm with you you."

"Race through the rafters?" Rogue asked.

"You're on!" Sting and I exclaimed. Rogue went up first, followed by Sting, than me.

"To Mousy's room. One. Two. Three." With that the race began. Which I won of course. We slipped through our small hole in the ceiling into Mousy's room. She sitting on the bed, knees hugged to her chest rocking back-and-forth. We dropped down beside her and she jumped.

"What are you guys doing here?" Her voice was small and shy.

"You don't have to sound so shy. We just came to give you rule seven and eight. Don't worry. They aren't bad."

"What are they?"

"Rule seven. Anything spoken to or discussed with a C-class will not be heard by any other outside person. Rule eight. Nothing a C-class has seen, heard, or experienced will be revealed to anyone on the outside of the participants. A-class and father are excluded. We will reveal nothing if you don't."

"That's it?"

"Yeah. Also about the current situation. You will remain the way you are until further notice. Also, for safety you will not go on any jobs and you will hide yourself if any visitors arrive. I don't want to repeat up to these events. Also, it isn't your fault you ran into a creep. Lastly, we will bring the blankets back at 9:30 PM."

"Okay." She must of been truly scared and grateful to her already have her spirit broken. I almost felt bad. Almost. I still remember when mouse it was one of the A-class. What she would do two Silver, Sting, Rogue and me. Not to mention the B-class. The way her mom would treat us.

The day I turned one and a half my memory improved. I don't understand how but I remember what they did to us and how we reacted. I remember how he felt and what we have to do to redeem ourselves or prove our worth to ourselves.

This is why I barely felt remorse. I will never fully forgive her but I won't try to move past it. This isn't revenge. If it was I would do the same things she did to us. Oh man. Would that scar her. I don't know how it didn't scar us. But, maybe in a way it did.

I don't want her to be scared. No. I want her in the place where she can no longer harm us in any way. I want her somewhere where she can't hurt others. I don't want her to just move on. She might not remember but I do. So in a way, I'm protecting me and my brothers. I'm protecting the B-class. And there was no way in hell I would ever let her hurt us EVER again.

Questions answered! Maybe. OH NO! HE GOING THOUGH MY POCKETS! Got to go bye! P.S. he wasn't on my lap as I wrote the story just the author's notes at the beginning and at the end.

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