Natsu and Gray were bickering about something stupid. Lucy sighed in defeat she was bored out of her mind. The room was mostly empty because everyone had taken most of the good jobs and were out. For some reason Natsu wasn't ready to go for work yet. She had rent to pay and she needed money. Maybe she should take a job alone but Happy, Lucy and Natsu were a team and going on without the two knuckle heads did not seem right. Lucy was occupied in her thoughts, she didn't hear the door open. She saw a brunette walk to the counter. From the back she almost looked like Cana but with Juvia's hair. Did Cana get a hair cut without her? She couldn't have, if she did need one she would've come to her and asked cancer to do it, come to think of that Cana was taller and if it wasn't Cana who was this. The girl was speaking to Mirajane who looked sort of shocked. Lucy stood up to go and inspect the stranger when a hand came out of nowhere pulled her into the brawl.

"I'm looking for Makarov Dreyar. Is he here?" the visitor asked Mirajane who was shocked.

"Come with me" Mirajane whispered her voice was barely audible. The two women walked towards the halls into the archive room where the master was sitting on a table and snoozing.

"Master? Master!" Mirajane shook him a little, causing him to wake up with a start but all of that was forgiven when Mirajane smiled.

"What is it Mira?" he asked grumpily, Mirajane pointed at the new visitor. Makarov's eyes bulged out.

"Cana! Did you get a hair cut?" he yelled at her. Cana? Who was that?

"No sir, I'm afraid you thought of me as a different person. My name is Sara and I'm here to look for my father" she said looking at the old master who was panicking internally. He sighed in disbelief, not another one.

"Would his name be Gildarts by any chance?" he asked her.

"Yes" she said with a sad expression.

"What's wrong? you don't seem too happy about the fact that you found your father" Makarov remarked at the young girls expression.

"Well you see I really never bothered to find him because he was never present during my childhood. My mother, Marie was murdered a year after I was born. I was brought up in an orphanage. By the time I was seven the orphanage that I lived in was attacked by a dark guild. All the children were taken captive and sold to rich families. I was sold to a man named Stephen Alkaev, he was a kind and gentle man who taught me about magic, taught me how to read and write, taught me no matter what happens we should never take whatever we have for granted. That man loved me and raised me as his own daughter and I couldn't have asked for anything more. He was murdered a few days before. It was the same person who killed my mother, attacked the orphanage and now he killed my foster father. It was the same dark guild. So I looked around in articles and news papers turns out the previous guild master was the father of the current guild master. The previous master was killed by Gildarts. They know that I am his child. This all happened because of him but I don't blame him, he was just doing his job but I need help. If I had been capable of taking out an entire guild myself then I would have. I'm not strong enough. Fairy tail is the strongest guild in Fiore. Please you have to help me." She said looking at Makarov with pleading eyes.

"Cana you won't believe what happened!" Lisanna yelled as she ran towards the dark haired girl that was busy pouring herself her third drink after getting back from that stupid job she had taken up.

"Jeez! What could be more important than my drink" Cana asked with a groan.

"Well you might actually have a little sister actually" she said with a smile, causing Cana to spit her beer out.

"What? Did you say little sister? Did Gildarts get another woman knocked up? Even though he's an old man?" Cana yelled in disbelief.

"Well she's just a year younger than you. She's right here talking to the master isn't it nice?" she piped up but to her surprise Cana's mouth twisted into a snarl. She looked far from happy. Maybe she was just a little shocked and unconvinced but to her surprise Cana downed the rest of her beer, slammed the glass down and marched into the archive room. She looked as if she was out for blood.

Lector suddenly woke up with a start as if he had a bad dream. He groaned and sat up. Why do I feel this way? As if something bad is happening. He looked at Sting who was fast asleep. His mouth was hanging open and he was drooling. What a champ. Lector groaned once more. Maybe he's just thirsty and he needs a glass of water. Suddenly he heard a noise just outside the room, Lector panicked and shook Sting.

"Sting! Wake up there's someone at the door! Sting!" He tried shaking him. Sting groaned but he didn't wake up. Lector had no choice, he repeatedly started hitting his face causing Sting to sit upright.

"Whaaaa! WHAT! WHAT'S WRONG?!" Sting yelled out. He looked at Lector with great annoyance.

"Sting there's someone behind the door" Lector whispered. Sting rolled his eyes, just then the door creaked and opened on it's own. Lector panicked and hid behind Sting who was freaking out himself. It was pitch black nothing could be seen. Sting used his light magic only to see Frosch standing there.

"FROSCH! Jeez! You scared the crap out of us" Sting sighed in relief but to his surprise he saw Frosch was crying. Lector jumped off of the bed and pulled Frosch into the room. Frosch was shaking, he was very scared.

"Hey Fro what's wrong? Where's Rogue? Why are you so out late at night" Lector asked.

"Fro thinks something bad is going to happen." Frosch replied while rubbing his eyes. Lector knew he felt the same as he did. For some reason Lector felt like walking around town but it was raining rather heavily. Could it be that someone was actually calling out to them?

"Sting I know this might seem crazy but we have to go out. Please. I'm having the same feeling as Frosch. Please Sting" Lector pleaded with Sting.

Sting was utterly confused but for some reason Lector had been crying as well. Sting got out of bed and put his clothes on. Just then Rogue dashed into his room.

"Froosch! Why are you crying? Did Sting do something to you? Huh? Frosch…" Rogue stopped mid sentence because Frosch was crying pretty badly.

"What's wrong?" he asked looking at Sting.

"I don't know why but they want to go out as if something bad is happening. The weather seems like shit, it's extremely stupid to go out but they're both worried so it's a pretty good reason, we have to go" Sting said while patting Lector on the head.

They were walking around town, it was pouring hard. They could barely see shit. Sting couldn't smell shit, the rain had fucked it all up. They kept on walking but they didn't see anything out of the ordinary, Suddenly Lector stopped in his tracks and froze. Frosch was going through the same shock.

"Sting run left! We have to help her! RUN!" He yelled at Sting who was just pa at this paranoid at this point. Who the fuck needed their help? Lector and Frosch were in the air. Sting and Rogue followed suit and suddenly he could hear it. The sinister laughter, He could smell it, the fear, the despair, the blood suddenly he came to a halt and he realized what was happening. The horrific scene that was taking place in front of his eyes.

"White Dragon's Roar" he shouted without a second thought. Some of them were affected by it the rest had bolted dropping her limp body on the floor as if she was a doll. Frosch and Lector were scared it was evident on their faces. Were they too late? They landed and ran towards her.

"Hey wake up! Please wake up!" Lector said shaking her slowly but she didn't move her body was almost lifeless. Sting was scared. He clearly saw the horrific things that had taken place. He walked over next to Lector and Frosch and sat down. Rogue was too scared to move. Sting pressed his ear on her chest. Her heart was beating but it was so weak.

"They denied me, the fairies they denied me" she mumbled and a single tear fell from her eyes. Sting couldn't waste anymore time they needed to treat her wounds. Her survival came first. He picked her up in his arms and started walking back. He couldn't deal with those cunts that did this to her now but he swore he would skin each and every one of them. Sting was angry, very angry. Rogue walked over to one of the wounded attackers and dragged the man by his hair.

"Sting, do you think she'll be okay?" Lector asked looking at Sting. Sting was looking at her face which was beaten up. Sting was somewhat pained by the sight. Her breathing was shallow. Sting really wasn't sure whether she would make it through the night.

"I don't know buddy we'll just have wait and see" Sting said softly to his exceed. He couldn't assure his friend with comforting words or deceive him with false hope. How cruel was this world that they had to wait for someone to either survive or die. Lector was upset and so was Frosch.

"Tell me! Tell me who did this" Rogue yelled at the man who was sitting on a chair. But the man merely laughed.

"Kill me! Go ahead do it" he said laughing which provoked Rogue even more. He landed another punch to the man who laughed harder.

"You bastard I'm going to end you" Rogue snarled as he grabbed the man by his hair but the man laughed.

"Do you think I'm scared? She's not going to live and I've done my job. My master is going to be happy with me" he said laughing like a maniac, Rogue snapped he was going to kill him for real this time but suddenly a hand stopped him. Rogue looked to see who it was.

"Step aside Rogue, I'll handle this. Frosch needs you. He can't watch a woman die like a dog on his own" Minerva said as she walked over beside him. Rogue looked at the woman and nodded, he knew Minerva would make this man wish he wasn't ever born. Without a word Rogue had left the room and as soon as he did a scream pierced through the air. Minerva was the right woman for this, Rogue smirked and went upstairs.

"I'm sorry to have woken you up at this late hour but this is a case of emergency" Sting said to Yukino. Yukino was upset. How could someone do this to a woman? She couldn't help but shed tears for this stranger. Whoever she was, she meant a lot to Lector and Frosch. She knew the exceeds would get upset, but not this upset. He looked at the two sleeping exceeds. They were holding the girl and had fallen asleep.

"It's fine Sting but who did this, how could someone do this?" she asked the blonde man who looked distressed. Sting cleared his throat.

"I don't know but the other day when Frosch got lost, she was the one who returned him back to us. She came new into town. She had some business with fairy tail I don't know what it was but they turned her down that's the last thing she said." Sting whispered.

"Do you know anyone who could have done this?" she asked not looking up from the girls face. Sting shook his head in response.

Yukino didn't ask any further questions she simply looked at the girl. She could tell even through all the bruises and cuts that she was a beautiful woman. Yukino sighed in sadly. All they could do now is wait and hope for the best.

The sun was just starting to rise. The morning light reached over every corner of the horizon, casting the dark skies away. Finally it had stopped raining. Sting was half asleep and half awake, his head was resting on his hand. He was tired, he looked at her while she was sleeping. He thought back to the first time he had seen her, remembering how he had thought about her silky brown hair and how it would feel to run his fingers through, her tan skin was glowing and how she smelled wonderful. Her large brown eyes and visibly long eyelashes. Her soft pink lips they looked so appealing and the way she smiled made him want to smile. Her body was probably a wonderland, Sting thought sadly.
Yes, Sting Eucliffe had once planned to pursue this stranger and wanted to know what was this beautiful woman made of inside and outside. He sighed, suddenly he had the urge to hold her hand. He delicately placed his hand on hers as he did her hands squeezed his own. Sting was shocked and suddenly he smiled softly, well at least she was responding. Sting felt more pressure on his hand. She groaned and slowly fluttered her eyes open. Sting was relieved that she had woken up, he smiled widely at her. She looked at him in confusion. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again.

"Sting" she whispered softly.

Author's Note:

Hello lovely people. So...not a single follow or favorite, huh? Well I'm hurt. *Sigh* Anyways so this story is going to have a lot of NaLu and Gruvia moments as well. With maybe Jerza and Gajevy if they are in the same frame, you never know. So follow, favorite and review, please. Even if you hate the story, do tell me how to make it better PLEASE. Lots of love. Thank you for reading in advance.

P.S:

Did I accidentally make Lector too much of a wuss here? :{