Sorry for the wait everyone, this chapter was a bit harder for us to write than we originally thought. We wanted to insure that we had this reunion done just right. Needless to say, it will be painful for atleast one of the sides involved. But what exactly will happen? Will Bambietta give into her rage? Will she find out that Lucy was taken by Giselle for her own nefarious deeds? Will I stop talking like the announcer from the Adam west batman show? Find out, right now.

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Wendy Marvell knew what Bambietta had said, to not worry, but that was simply not something the Sky Dragon Slayer could do. Bambietta had put on a brave face for her benefit, yes, but Wendy had seen the cracks on its edge. So she continued to pace back and forth by the guild hall's doorway, fretting all the while.

Carla, meanwhile, was trying her best to help Wendy calm down, even if it was in her own unique fashion. "Goodness, child, if you don't stop you're going to wear a hole in the floor. I don't imagine Master Makarov would want more damage done to the guild hall by a Dragon Slayer..."

"You're right," Wendy said softly as she stopped in place. "I just want... want..."

Unable to finish that sentence, Wendy began to fidget in place. She simply could not help herself. She was worried and, despite what Bambietta had told her, she knew what she felt needed to be done. Wendy's right hand reached out to push the guild hall's door open. It was enough to make Carla tense up, a sense of foreboding overwhelming the talkative cat, and she was about to call out to Wendy and make a scene. She need not have considered it however, another intervening.

"Wendy, what's wrong?"

Before the Dragon Slayer had been able to step outside into Magnolia a hand gently made contact with her shoulder. Wendy turned to look back and found Levy McGarden by her side. Hers was an expression of genuine concern, yet one that possessed a calming warmth as well.

"It's Bambi, isn't it?" Levy asked. "Look, I'm sure everything's going to work out between her and Lucy one way or another. So don't worry your cute little head about it."

"It's not that," Wendy replied, her head tilting down a bit. "Bambi was acting strange before she left and-"

"It's all right," Levy interjected. "I'm sure she's just got some butterflies in her stomach, that's all. It's not every day someone confesses how they feel about another. We just need to-"

"No!" This time it was Wendy's turn to interrupt someone talking, though it was not out of irritation. She was beginning to succumb to a slowly building panic, one she could not entirely explain. Her eyes wavering, Wendy was quick to retract what she had just done. "I'm sorry. It's just... Bambi seems like she was going to freak out before she left. Right after she was told Lucy never came here. She told me everything was going to be okay but that I had to stay here where it was safe."

Levy flinched slightly, having not expected to hear that. Clearly this situation was more than she had thought it was. Still, if Bambietta could put on a brave face, then so would she. "I'm sure everything's fine. But if you want to go find Bambi, then... I'll go with you."

"I'm sure I can find Bambi if I follow my nose," Wendy said. "Dragon Slayers are good at that, but... I don't know if Carla can carry us both."

Levy laughed, if only faintly. She was on the lithe side, and she knew that Wendy meant well, so she was incapable of taking that comment the wrong way, let alone to heart. "Don't worry. I'll be light as a feather."

Bringing her right hand inwards, Levy began to run her index finger across her chest. Writing backwards, a minor talent she had worked on alongside her Solid Script magic, she brought into existence the word 'light' upon herself.

"So let's go help Bambi," Levy said sweetly. "And then everything will be just fine."

Wendy smiled in return. "Thank you!"

Levy watched as Wendy turned to open the door, wings appearing from behind Carla's back as she followed the Dragon Slayer. As Levy headed out to join them, she had to hope that Bambietta was all right. She knew that simply following through with her heart's desire had to be hard, love being such a gamble, but she did want to be there for her friend is she needed it.

Levy simply wanted Bambietta to be happy.


One name was spoke with joyful enthusiasm, a boundless emotion that one individual could not hope to contain. So energetic was she, the speaker, that she could not help but proclaim her happiness so loud that all could hear. "Bambi!"

The other spoken name, however, was a stark contrast to the first. It was uttered with nothing more than a meager whisper, one only the speaker could hear, and even then just barely. There was no happiness to be had in the name's syllables, only seething rage beneath the surface. "Giselle."

Bambietta Basterbine and Giselle Gewelle; former Stern Ritter of the Vandenreich, two women who had fought side by side against the very concept of death itself. That, however, felt like a lifetime ago for the both of them, the war they had fought belonging to another world they might never hope to see again.

Now they were in Earth Land for reasons neither could explain or comprehend. More importantly, however, was the fact that the two Quincy were standing at a crossroads, one that dotted the plains of the kingdom of Fiore. This was a reunion brought about the unexpected whims of fate, a chance encounter that one Quincy relished and another hated.

For Bambietta's rage was only fueled by Giselle's unrelenting happiness. To see Giselle bound towards her with a smile on her face simply made Bambietta want to throw up. She had fought many a battle since coming to Fiore, but this was the only injury that stayed with her still, as if it refused to heal. So Bambietta was lost in the moment, wishing she was anywhere but here. Within the company of anyone else. Lucy Heartfilia, Levy McGarden, Wendy Marvell, Erza Scarlet, Liltotto Lamperd, Natsu Dragneel or even Laxus Dreyar. Any would have done over this.

For Giselle there was no need for such imagination, her mind free of any flights of fantasy. Her wants and needs were right in front of her. Her best friend was alive and well and standing before her, completely by chance no less, and she could not be happier. So she embraced Bambietta tightly, Giselle's head beginning to rest upon her shoulder. Giselle tried to fight back any tears of joy that were welling up beneath her eyes, the reunion and reconciliation that she had dreamed of for so very long now at hand.

"Bambi!" Giselle all but squeaked as she nuzzled her head against Bambietta's shoulder. She had already known this truth before, but now that she was so very close to Bambietta she could not help herself. "Alive! You're alive! You're alive!"

The close contact with Giselle made Bambietta's skin crawl, her revulsion increasing with each passing second. The only comfort she could find in the moment was a product of a wild imagination, the sight of Giselle Gewelle laying bloody and broken at her feet. That was better than the reality of the situation, yes, but Bambietta was trying desperately to hold back her desires. She had to, if only for the sake of Fairy Tail. She knew well what Erza had told her when they had fought back against Phantom Lord. If she had lost control and killed someone over Levy's injuries, then it would have done irreparable harm to Fairy Tail. Yet even then, when pushed too hard, had she tried to kill Hanza Nukai. It had only been by sheer happenstance that the Explode had no worked as it was intended.

Now, however, was Bambietta being pushed to her limits. She had seen a friend hurt, other kidnapped, had her past thrown in her face, and none of it compared to the slightest of Giselle Gewelle hugging her. It was such a simple action, yet it meant the end of the world to Bambietta.

"What's wrong?" Giselle pulled her head back from Bambietta, having felt her body shaking. Unable to register the rage, Giselle looked to understand. "Did you get a cold, Bambi?"

Bambietta said nothing in response, her eyes remaining focused on Giselle but her mind elsewhere. She was looking to confirm her worst fears, to see if she was going to have to do something that would have been much more accepted within the ranks of the Vandenreich than it would be in Fairy Tail. No, that was not it. Bambietta was not looking to confirm anything, she was hoping to prove her fears wrong.

Her own power she could feel, as well as of the object of her hatred that stood before her. Then there as a faint spark within the large suitcase Giselle had left beside the tree. It left Bambietta's heart to skip a beat for the briefest of moments. She honed in on that energy and felt herself grow calm then. It was faint but unfamiliar. It was not Lucy or anyone else that Bambietta knew and to her that was all that mattered.

"Lucy..." Bambietta could feel her energy then, her paranoia giving way to relief as she broadened her horizons. The Quincy began to chastise her fears then for clouding her judgment. She had been sensing Lucy's magic far and away when she had stumbled across Giselle, so there was no way she was here and in danger or worse.

"Oh!" Giselle suddenly said, her eyes lighting up as she practically burst with verbal exuberance. "So I was right! That Fairy Tail girl at the train station is one of your new friends!"

Bambietta flinched then and there, the Quincy's calming paranoia finding itself rekindled. Giselle knew who Lucy was. Worse, she had met her face to face. First Wendy and now her. Even now, even in a new world, was Giselle managing to find her way into her life. The waves of anger crashed against Bambietta's soul once more but she fought with all she had to keep the shoreline from faltering. Her fingers twitched slightly, the Quincy refusing to let either hand ball into a tightened fist. She did not want to let down Fairy Tail, to drag them down with her all because of her past relations.

"What," Bambietta began to say, pausing as she tried to steady her nerves, "do you want?"

"My best friend back," Giselle answered simply enough. "Didn't saving Wendy entitle me to that at least?"

Bambietta remained motionless as she felt Giselle's arms around tighten slightly, Giselle once more snuggling her face against one of Bambietta's shoulders. Beneath her cloak and clothing did Bambietta's skin crawl once more, revulsion and rage coming together in the center of her mind. The notion of spilling blood was begging to be fulfilled, leaving Bambietta on the brink. Yet she persisted to oppose it, all the while forcing herself to picture the faces of those she would be condemning if a member of Fairy Tail were to commit what the Magic Council would see as an unnecessary murder. However, there was only one thing Bambietta could say in response to Giselle's statement, knowing full well that she could not deny it even if it left her soul quaking. "For that I thank you."

Giselle pulled away from the hug then, hands clasping together once more as she hopped in place for a brief moment. Her eyes practically sparkled, Giselle struggling to contain herself. "Oh, Bambi, I know how much you care for that little Dragon Slayer, so how could I ever let those Phantom Lord meanies hurt her?"

"So you've been keeping an eye on me," Bambietta said simply, the Quincy able to find much displeasure in that statement.

"Well, it wasn't that hard," Giselle answered. "A little dab of blood on the cheek of a traveling merchant and I had the perfect little tourist to check up on you! Though I have to admit, I'm surprised you haven't... vented any anger issues on the guys there. Or is Fairy Tail just being silly and saying that would be bad?"

"You haven't changed a bit, have you?" Bambietta muttered under her breath. The Quincy's statement did nothing but full Bambietta's paranoia, but she refused to dwell on it at the moment. "And I'm... I'm..."

"Bambi, I'm..." Giselle's lower lip trembled for a moment, the Quincy all but overcome by her emotions. "I'm so happy you're okay. Honest."

Peaking out from underneath her hat's visor, Bambietta's brown eyes remained as cold as ever. "Is that a fact?"

"Of course!" Giselle squealed. "Fairy Tail's got you good as new. Now you, me and Lil just need to find Candi and Meni and we can be one big happy family again! Oh, and Fairy Tail too! Lucy, Levy, Wendy..."

It happened in an instant, a spontaneous movement that left Giselle in agony. Bambietta's arm was up, a slap of her hand having torn across Giselle's face. Her cheek growing red, Giselle reached up and touched the tender skin with one hand. The physical pain was nothing to Giselle, the Quincy having become friend with such sensations long ago, but it was the agonies that Bambietta had inflicted upon her mental and emotional states that left her feeling broken.

"B-Bambi?"

"You and me will never be friends or family again," Bambietta hissed.

Giselle could only whimper, her eyes watering as she rubbed her sore cheek. "But..."

"But nothing."

Walking past Giselle, Bambietta breathed deeply for a moment, her nerves rattled. There was so very much she wanted to say to Giselle, so much she wanted to do to her, but she knew she could not. She was no longer a Stern Ritter, she was a member of Fairy Tail, and she could not let herself lose herself to the anger and insanity Giselle's presence was threatening her with. So she continued to walk on, trying to hold back the ocean of rage in her soul with what felt like nothing more than her bare hands. Yet she was winning the day, a fact that bolstered Bambietta's resolve.

"I'm grateful for you what you did for Wendy," Bambietta said to Giselle as she continued to walk away, "but we'll never be able to go back to the way things were."

Giselle grew quiet for a moment then, watching Bambietta's back as she continued to walk away from her. She was leaving, just like that. Bambietta was leaving Giselle alone, out in the middle of nowhere, and it just felt wrong to her. Her eyes watering still, Giselle found the resolve to speak.

"I'm not a dummy, Bambi," Giselle finally said. "I don't get why you're mad at me for trying my best to protect you, but I do know you are still."

"Your best?" Bambietta felt her skin grow cold for a moment, the Quincy lowering her head in response. She chuckled softly then, a dark tone overtaking her. Nonetheless, she continued to keep walking away. "You're fucking unbelievable."

"I'm going to make it up to you, Bambi!" Giselle exclaimed, her voice rising in intensity as Bambietta got further away. "Even if it doesn't make sense why you're so grumpy, I'm going to do everything and anything for you! That's why I saved Wendy! Why I'll save anyone in Fairy Tail! If Phantom Lord had hurt her.. If they had killed her... I still would have brought her back to you anyway! Because I know you'd miss her-"

There was a flash of movement then, dirt kicking up where the heels of Bambietta's boots had been just a moment before. She was upon Giselle almost instantly, gloved knuckles burying themselves into the center of her face. First cartilage gave way, then the underlying bone as Giselle's nose broke instantly.

"B-Bambi!" Giselle gasped as she felt her own hot blood run out from her nose. "what's-"

"Shut up!" Bambietta did not relent, nor even break her stride. Her fist opened, allowing her fingers to clasp around Giselle's face as she pushed her forward with Hirenkyaku. "You think you can talk about my friends like that and get away with it? You think you can just go and threaten to zombify Wendy and walk away? Huh?"

Bambietta all but screamed as she pushed Giselle forward. It was not long then when her movement ceased, Giselle's back smashing hard into the tree she had been leaning against and singing to herself when Bambietta had arrived. Bark shattered on impact, Giselle's body plunging an inch into the wood. It was the power of Blut Arteria at play, Bambietta fueling it with her newfound surge of rage. Clothing was torn here and there, now jagged portions of the tree ripping into fabric and then flesh.

"Bam..." Giselle muttered from behind the woman's palm. "Bam... bi..."

"I said shut up." Bambietta tightened her grasp around Giselle's jaw as much as she could, feeling the bones splinter and break. Letting go then, Bambietta pulled her arm back and looked at Giselle. "I'm the one talking here, not you. Never you."

Giselle did not listen. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth despite the pain, running across her upper lip as it brought her own blood into her mouth. It was a necessary component for her regeneration, which was precisely why she swallowed it despite the pain she was in. Her jaw began to slowly mend itself then, giving her a chance. "Bam-"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" Bambietta fist smashed into Giselle's throat then, the force behind it enough to cause more damage to the tree that Giselle was all but embedded in. She coughed up blood in response, the only sound she was able to make a gagging one.

"Try talking shit with a crushed throat," Bambietta said, looking at the Quincy she had once considered her best friend. "Or don't. Not that you ever had anything of value to ever say in the first place. And besides, running that dumpster of a mouth of yours is what got you into this mess. Still, I wonder how much worse it will be if I collapse a lung..."

Her teeth gritting together, Bambietta began to lose herself to her rage. Everything that Erza had said to her, had taught to her, was falling aside into the darkness of her mind. The Quincy of Fairy Tail was faltering, slowly being replaced by the Stern Ritter of the Vandenreich. Bambietta wanted to inflict more pain. It was all she could do at this point. Her memory of being an undead creature under Giselle's sway was foggy at best, only scattered shards piercing through to the forefront of her mind, but what she remembered clearly was one simple thing. She had been lying there, broken and bloodied due to her battle with a Soul Reaper. Death was clawing at her, yes, but she had been struggling to live. She would not have allowed herself to die at the hands of a Soul Reaper. Yet it had only been a few minutes after the fact that she had been begging for that. When she had felt Giselle's hand at her throat, another covering her mouth and looking to deprive her of oxygen, Bambietta had been cursing her until all had faded to black.

"You..." Bambietta's head lowered, leaving her eyes obscured by the visor of her hat. "Do you have any idea what you did to me?"

Giselle's healing was no doubt in progress, but all she could do was faintly gurgle an indecipherable response.

"What was that?" Bambietta asked, a mad cackle escaping from her. "Let me guess. You're saying you did nothing wrong at all or some crap like that, right?"

The dam that held Bambietta's rage at bay finally gave, her hands curling inwards into fists. She began to strike Giselle then, knuckles smashing against her face over and over again. Blood spurt up from Giselle's mouth with very nearly each strike, her skull threatening to crack under the pressure. It was not soon before her jaw began to dislocate, further rendering any chance to speak up null and void.

"Damn it..." Bambietta said, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to compose herself. She relented then, trying to bottle up or at least control how she was feeling. "Damn you, bitch!"

Giselle stared back at Bambietta, her mouth open and slack, though it did not last long. Her broken jaw began to shift, the blood pooling in her mouth flowing down her throat and sparking her body's healing. As if belonging to an unspeakable and unsightly monster, her jaw began to right itself, snapping back into place.

"Bambi..." Giselle gasped, her throat working to repair itself next. "Punch me again if you want, but... calling me that is kind of painful..."

"Painful?" Bambietta's face all but flinched, her teeth gritting once more. Any hope of repressing who she was deep down in this moment was lost. "You don't even know what pain is!"

Bambietta leaned forward, her hand clasping around Giselle's jaw once more. Tearing her arm to the right, Bambietta could feel it dislocate once again. Bambietta still did not let go, however, her face moving ever closer to Giselle's own, their eyes but a scant few inches apart.

"But I will teach you its bitter taste," Bambietta said, her hot breath blowing over Giselle's face. "You taught me it and now I'm going to return the favor tenfold!"

Bambietta's teeth clung together tightly, her eyes burning with fury as she pulled back slowly. A fist swung out once more then, knuckles smashing directly into Giselle's right eye with Blut Arteria empowered strength. It was not long then before the once pristine face began to lose its porcelain beauty, a darkened mark forming around the socket. Then, without warning the other fist struck home. Over and over it went, Giselle gasping with each and every strike.

Yet the were slowing down little by little with each successive hit. The power of the Quincy that flowed through Bambietta's veins began to fade, leaving her to strike Giselle with nothing more than her own innate strength. That too began to slow then, stopping at last as Bambietta's arms fell to her sides. Bambietta looked at Giselle's face then, taking note of the blood and bruises. It was a welcome sight to the most twisted part of her soul, the portion of it consumed by vengeance, and it left Bambietta a slight bit satisfied. However, there was something else mingling with her hatred. It caused Bambietta's expression to soften. The anger was still present, but it was merely a current running through muddying waters.

"You were like a sister to me." Bambietta's face tilted up, her eyes coming into view for Giselle. They were dull and devoid of color, a sign of the barely contained anger that was consuming Bambietta's soul, but there was the faintest bit of tears around their bottom edges. "And you broke my damn heart."

The anger had all but consumed Bambietta, yes, but her emotional armor was cracking in a myriad number of ways, none of which she had ever wanted to happen in front of another, especially not Giselle.

"You took my trust, my friendship, everything I offered you... and you killed me!"

Bambietta was lost in her emotions at that moment, unable to see past what was right in front of her. That was the single solitary reason she was surprised by the sensation of Giselle's right hand gently caressing her cheek. Bambietta gasped then, the Quincy not knowing what to make of the almost comforting touch.

"Don't cry, Bambi," Giselle said softly, her throat and jaw having mended themselves. "I'm enjoying our quality time together, so you should to. Do what makes you feel happy..."

Bambietta did not know what to make of the touch, nor Giselle's words. She did, however, know how to respond to them both.

There was a flash of steel forged by magic particles then, blood spraying out into the air. Bambietta was pulled back from Giselle now, having let go of her face. Her left arm was raised up towards the heaven, her sword held tightly in a shaking palm. All was silent for a moment, Giselle simply staring at Bambietta, her eyes watering. Then was the silence cut short, the sound of something hitting the ground beside both the Quincy: Giselle's arm. Severed above the elbow, the appendage had been flung upward until at last it had succumbed to gravity.

"You worthless pile of excrement," Bambietta growled. "Don't you dare fucking touch me again."

Giselle simply stared at Bambietta, her body working to repair the damage done to it once more. She could do nothing more than look at Bambietta with watering eyes. The punches, they had not hurt, not truly. Having her arm removed, that had not hurt in the purest sense. She and physical trauma were old friends, even if their relationship had started off rocky. Giselle had grown used to what made it what it was, the pain no longer phasing her even in the worst of times. However, what the pain represented could still sting her deeply. Worse, words truly hurt in a way she could not cope with.

"That's right," Bambietta hissed. "Cry for me, you bitch. Beg and plead for me to stop. We'll see if that works on me any better than it did on you."

It wounded Giselle, yes, but it did not last for long. Her quivering, confused face faded away in moments, realization dawning on her.

"Bambi, everything I've ever done has been to help you! Who's been putting some mean lies in your head?" Giselle's sweet voice began to shift, a lower pitch issuing forth. "Was it another woman? Don't tell me it was Lucy. She seems too nice for that!"

The sweet and charming tone returned, Giselle smiling innocently.

"Well," she began to say, "I suppose I'll just have to have a nice little talk with Lucy, won't I?"

There was no pause, no moment of consideration or hesitation. In a mere instant did Bambietta plunge her sword into Giselle's chest then, metal piercing flesh and tearing asunder bone. Giselle's ribcage began to crack and shatter, allowing the short sword to cut directly into a lung. It all but deflated like balloon, Giselle's eyes widening as the sword plunged in deeper and deeper still. It was as if Bambietta was determined to drive it into the tree itself.

"I don't know what you've been up to in this world," Bambietta said as she drew closer to Giselle with each inch of the blade. "And I don't care. Maybe you've made new friends you're going to fuck over some day. Who knows? Who gives a fuck? The warm and pleasant life, like a midday nap filled with hope, end here."

Her eyes no less than inch away from Giselle's own, Bambietta was waiting for the moment of bliss when she might well see the light fade from them completely. All the while did Bambietta's ears perk up slightly, the uncomfortable cries escaping from Giselle's lips music to her. It was more than enough to bring a smile to Bambietta's face.

"Do you know what I want more than anything from this world or the next?" Bambietta asked, her voice cracking with excitement. "I want to watch you die an slow, agonizing death. I'm going to make you suffer. If you even have one, I'm going to carve out your black heart and crush it under my heel."

Her control over her emotions all but gone, Bambietta began to scream.

"And you know what will come next? I'm going to spend the rest of my life forgetting we ever met! Every time we talked, every time we opened up to each other, every time we fought side by side, I'm going to forget every worthless memory you've ever plagued me with! And do you know why, you dumb fuck?"

Giselle simply shook her head.

"It's simple," Bambietta said. "It's because I won't miss you, Giselle. Honest."

Giselle's eyes widened, her mouth opening. Her jaw went slack not from being broken, but from sheer shock taking hold of her. Bambietta was serious. Just as before did the pain signify nothing to her, but what Bambietta had called her just now was all the Quincy could focus on. So many cruel names had been cast her way by Bambietta this day, but this was the cruelest of them all.

"Bambi, it's..." Giselle began to say, her voice shaking. "It's Gigi."

"Yes," Bambietta replied flatly. "That's what your friends call you, Giselle."

The world around Giselle grew dark then, as if her soul was threatening to collapse in on itself. It had been no slip of the tongue. It had not been a mistake. Twice now had Bambietta called her that. The sword in her chest meant nothing in comparison. It may as well not have even been there. Yet the light from Giselle's eyes began to fade, as if she had nothing left to her. She did not even blink, not even once.

It was in that moment that Giselle understood what was about to happen. Bambietta Basterbine, her friend, was going to kill her. It was enough to make the Quincy's heart seize up for a moment, fear consuming her. Pain was not what she feared, it was what Bambietta thought of her. Death was not what she feared, it was not being able to be with Bambietta.

So she panicked. For the first time since coming face to face with Bambietta in this world she panicked. Giselle screamed then, forcing her will on the only one left she had to count on. "Save me, please!"

"What?" Bambietta cocked an eyebrow. It did not take her long to consider the circumstances, the unknown energy signature in the luggage Giselle had with her coming to mind. Then, quite suddenly, did Bambietta feel something tear into her left arm. She glanced down then, catching sight of glowing strands of blue light working their way down from her shoulder, criss-crossing from her shoulder to her wrist. Worse, it was moving upon the back of her hand. "The hell is that?"

"It's quite simple. It's my magic, the Duo Stitches spell."

Bambietta could see that Giselle's fearful expression was giving way to a look of joyful salvation, something that all but disgusted Bambietta. Bambietta turned to look over her shoulder, noting that the glowing threads were extending away from her shoulder, stopping only at the index and middle fingers of a dark red hand. It all belonged an individual unknown to Bambietta, his appearance no more recognizable than the magical output Bambietta had sensed earlier. Still, his crimson skin and the open suitcase behind him gave Bambietta enough evidence to piece together what he was, if not who.

"A... zombie." Bambietta spit out the last word, saliva hitting the grass underneath the grass that Giselle's feet helplessly dangled over.

"It's... Gigi," Giselle frowned for a moment. "Bambi, you can kill this zombie to death. But please, not me. Just... be my friend again."

"Kill me?" the zombie said, his eyes tearing up a bit. "Gigi, don't... don't let me go."

Bambietta's eyes narrowed. "Excuse you?"

"Jason Joker here's a needy little alliteratively named bloodsucker," Giselle said, quickly shifting her voice to a whisper that only Bambietta could register. "And he's expendable."

"Uh huh," Bambietta said, the Quincy tensing the muscles in her right arm in an attempt to ascertain what she was dealing with when it came to Jason's form of magic. "So much for you growing attached to them..."

"Bambi," Giselle continued to whisper. "I said he's all yours. I mean, Jason here was the one I found in Phantom Lord about to hurt little Wendy. So I killed him. Then took him along because... He's a good peace offering right. So do what you do to guy's that make you cranky and we can be Bambi and Gigi again, okay?"

The sword buried in Giselle's chest vanished in a burst of magic particles, the weapon reforming in Bambietta's left hand.

"Yes!" Giselle shouted at last. "Split him wide open!"

"Why?" Bambietta asked, her sword arm pointing towards Giselle again. "If I kill you, he dies as well. And I'll be so damn happy, Giselle."

Giselle began to panic once more. "Bambi..."

"Don't you dare!" Jason screamed, the wizard pulling his arm back, hoping to do the same to Bambietta's own with the connected Duo Stitches spell.

"You think some dumb ass doctor is going to stop me?" Bambietta shouted directly into Giselle's face, her arm struggling to move forward. "I'm Bambietta Basterbine, you little shit. I kill who I want!"

Giselle felt the sword tear into her chest once more, Bambietta's arm having pushed forehead despite Jason's best attempts. "Oh, right," Giselle gasped. "I forgot. Bambi's a freaking monster..."

Bambietta's wicked smile was all Giselle could see, a twisted light dancing in the Quincy's eyes. Then, quite suddenly, there was blood. It splattered upon Giselle, leaving her to look through a scarlet haze. She saw Bambietta's face contort then and there, a howl of pain issuing forth from her mouth.

However, Giselle also noticed the twin tendrils of blue light whipping about, no longer attached to Bambietta's arm. No, they were attached, flesh and fabric still caught in them. Then did the tendrils fade away from existence, leaving Bambietta's devastated right arm to fall by her side. The sword vanished from her hand, Bambietta screaming now through teeth that clung against each other tightly. "Motherfucker!"

Giselle, meanwhile, could only do something in response to the seeing such a traumatic injury befall the center of her world. She brought her one remaining hand up to her face, finger pressing into the skin around an eye as she partially covered it. Then she began to scream in fright, the pain Bambietta was in becoming her pain. "Bambi!"

Jason Joker, meanwhile, simply stood his ground and admired his handiwork. "This magic was entirely meant to treat the injured and wounded, but that was just some boring nonsense some old fogeys concocted it for. Me? I turned it into art form. They bind torn skin, I tear it asunder after getting my stitches into a target." Smiling savagely, Jason called out to his killer turned master. "Gigi, are you all right?"

"What have you done?" Giselle screamed at Jason, all but ignoring his concern for her. "You hurt my Ba-"

"Shut the fuck up already!" Bambietta cut Giselle off, her one good fist striking Giselle in the face hard enough with Blut Arteria that the Quincy was pushed further into the aging wood of the tree. She took some joy in watching as Giselle's remaining hand twitched slightly, then turned to look at her attacker. "So you're a Phantom Lord crony who threatened Wendy? And to think I'm going to be doing you a favor. Better to die on your feet than live on your knees for this bleach worthy piss stain behind me."

"How dare you talk about my lovely Gigi that way! She's my reason for living!" Jason stomped a foot, the "How in the hell do you intend to stop me with one freaking arm anyway?"

"Please," Bambietta countered. "I could kill you with a finger."

"But I already killed him."

Bambietta scowled, the Quincy summoning up an orb with the Explode. She casually tossed it behind her, infecting the tree she had embedded Giselle in. There was a burst of splinters and leaves, all of it accompanied by screaming. The blast threw Bambietta's cape about, the cloth billowing. Still she simply kept her back to the explosion as she walked towards Jason.

He, however, was screaming louder than ever before. "Gigi! No!" The undead wizard brought both hands before him, magic forming at his finger tips. "I'm going to tear you apart for that, bitch! Decem Stitches!"

Tendrils shot forth from Jason's fingers and thumbs, the zombie throwing his hands forth. The deadly blue wires moved towards Bambietta then, but the Quincy did not care. She stepped forward with Hirenkyaku again and again, carefully timing her movements. She was not as strong as she once was, no, but to the greatest of Quincy could this ability allow them to walk between rain drops and remain untouched. Her power would be enough to evade this paltry spell.

Jason was left to watch in horror as Bambietta's image flickered from spot to spot, each glimpse of her only lasting a second at most. His stitches never making contact, the Quincy never remaining still for long. Yet she was there just long enough for Jason to see her smile each and every time.

Then she was standing directly in front of him, her grin only a foot away at most. "Too slow," Bambietta said, her smile dropping as she spoke with some level of disdain. "Were my reflexes this bad?"

Jason cried out, blood spewing from his mouth as a fist smashing into his sternum hard enough to break it. His body fell back several yards, Jason landing on his back. The zombie scrambled to get back up, watching in horror as Bambietta moved towards him once more, the Quincy taking her time now. It was terrifying, but not nearly as much as the feeling of hot blood falling out of Jason's mouth. It splattered against the grass beneath him, leaving the undead wizard to desperately try and retrieve it. He all but licked the grass itself, trying to reclaim what he could. "No, don't go! I need... need Gigi's blood!"

Bambietta said nothing as she took another step, the Quincy trying her best to reign herself in. Yet her face twitched slightly, the pathetic display before tearing at her memories. A fog was beginning to lift, one that left Bambietta's own blood to run cold. It left her to stop in her tracks, a small and quiet gasp escaping from her mouth.

I want Gigi's... Give me... it... Give... me... I want... Please... I can't take it any longer... This urge... It's too much... Give me it, Gigi...

Bambietta's lips curled back, her teeth gritting together. She stepped forward then with Hirenkyaku, her left foot lashing out. It struck Jason in the face as he attempted to devour what blood of Giselle's he had lost. As is body ricocheted off the ground, it struck a rock as large as himself. A resounding crack echoed across the plains, no doubt from a broken set of bones, and Jason rolled off it and fell upon the surrounding grassy knoll.

If the zombie felt pain, he did not show it. Instead he scrambled once more, looking at the rock. His face had struck it hard, a portion of his skull shattering and teeth breaking free enough that he had swallowed them, but he did not care. All he wanted was the scarlet liquid that was staining the rock. He wanted the only link he had to this world. He wanted Giselle's blood.

"No, no, no..." He cried out as he climbed over the rock, his tongue slipping out and making contact with the blood. "I can't... I can't leave Gigi..."

Bambietta watched the scene play out, her shoulders rising slightly as she felt her body tense up. It shot pain through her bloodied arm, but she did not pay it the slightest bit of attention. She glanced over her shoulder then, taking note of Giselle laying in a pile of shredded and splintered wood. Then she turned back to Jason, watching as the man lapped up the blood. Even as he consumed the crimson bodily fluid did drool slip out from his lips, his lust for what little scrap of life he had remaining pushing him to such pitiable extremes.

"Don't you dare look at me like that!" Jason suddenly snapped then, the zombified wizard still retaining his personality, warped further in death than it had been in life. Devotion to the only thing that kept him attached to the mortal coil clouded his true self, but it still was a part of him. "I'll hack that look of pity right off your face! Ad Infinitum Stitches!"

A blue shield of light covered Jason from head to toe, magical tendrils suddenly sprung forth from it. They formed endlessly, as if the magic was determined to live up to its title. The tendrils moved quickly, the sheer number of them catching Bambietta by surprise. They quickly moved all about her hooking into her flesh from angle after angle. Her arms, her legs, her chest, her face. Nowhere was safe.

"Try moving now, bitch! If I so much as see you twitch an eyebrow I'll rip you apart with my stitches!" Jason rose to his feet, unsteady as he was. The mad zombie reached into his coat, removing a scalpel. "How I yearn to carve something into your face to remember me by, but... No."

Jason pocketed the scalpel, a hellish grin spreading across his blood red face.

"I'm just going to resort to my trump card and tear you apart for my precious Gigi!"

Bambietta remained quiet, the Quincy unwilling to give Jason any satisfaction. "Go ahead. Try your best. See what that gets you."

"You asked for it!" Jason's eyes narrowed as he concentrated on his magic. "I'll make you pay for what you've done to Gigi! Let''s see some blood!"

Jason was ready for it, all but expecting nothing but Bambietta to become a visual cacophony of viscera, yet nothing happened.

"What?"

"Aww, poor baby," Bambietta said, arcs of blue light illuminating her face, the power of Blut Vene flowing beneath the surface. "My skin's way too strong for you to tear. Look close; you'll still see my blood. But don't feel bad. It seems like a lot of guys have performance issues around me. You want to know how that happens to them?"

Bambietta reached up with her good hand, grasping one of the tendrils that connected her to the barrier that clung to Jason's body. She held it tight, unwilling to let go for an instant.

"They'd show me there's, but then I'd show them mine," Bambietta continued. "And it... always blew their minds."

Bambietta could not use the Explode on organic matter, no, but highly concentrated and visible magic was a different matter altogether. So she let an orb of the Explode form in the palm of her hand. It quickly became one with the magic, a spark of violet light bursting out from between the Quincy's fingers.

Jason saw it as it was and, while he did not know what Bambietta could do, he feared it nonetheless. "You maniac! We're both connected to the magic! You'll die as well!"

"Will I? Don't fret, I'll be fine, unlike you. After all, if you throw your life away in battle, where's the point in winning?" Bambietta smiled cruelly. "Besides, which one of us has Blut Vene active?"

"Blut what? Jason asked quizzically.

Bambietta had no time or interest in answering. The stitches lit up with the power of the Explode, forcing the magic that connected the Quincy and zombie to detonate. The blast consumed them both then, obscuring them from the sight of the only one who could even hope to see it.

"No..." Giselle had managed to pull herself up to her feet, the Quincy holding her dismembered arm against the stump beneath her shoulder. Her blood was mending the wound and binding two into one again, but now all she could do was watch as the one she treasured most was caught in the crossfire of her own attack. "Bambi!"

Soon did the destructive force of the Explode fade away, leaving behind nothing more than slowly dying patches of fire, smoke billowing up from the charred crater that had once been a peaceful knoll. Giselle could see Jason laying there, portions of his body missing in a haphazard manner. Among his wounds was the man's face, a quarter of his skull having very clearly vaporized in the blast. Yet he was still clearly alive. It would take more than that to kill one infected with the power of the Zombie.

It did not interest Giselle in the least. No, not in the least. The Quincy's heart had stopped beating for a moment, her eyes straining to see someone else.

"Bambi..." Despite all that had just happened, Giselle's heart began to race with excitement. She began to smile then, Giselle taking in the sight of her friend standing triumphant in the results of her maddening attack. Her back was to Giselle, her hair and cape kicking up as the wind moved by. There was blood adorning her pristine outfit, new wounds that had been wrought by her own power, ones that had now joined what Jason had done. Still, she was alive. Giselle would not have to fight tooth and nail to keep her in this world once more. "You're... okay..."

There was simply a quiet moment then, Giselle lost in her joyous nature. Then, slowly, did she see Bambietta begin to move. She was turning to look over her shoulder, her head tilting back. The visor of her hat obscured right eye, but it allowed Giselle to see the left. Worse was the smile that Bambietta was wearing. It was a look Giselle had seen Bambietta give in countless battles in the past, the memories reminded her of what was happening in the here and now.

"Bambi's... going to kill me."

It was something Giselle had never considered in the past and even now it felt like an absurdity. Still, she was not so foolish as to not recognize and understand her fears. Now was her only chance to escape them. So, feeling her severed arm having connected complete, Giselle struggled to stand. However, her wounds had taken a toll on her blood supply. Even as she made it up to her feet, she fell forward.

Run! Giselle forced the magic to gather beneath the souls of her feet even as she fell, Hirenkyaku at last taking her far and away.

Bambietta stood there then, watching with eyes slowly growing dull. She could see Giselle vanish with a step, leaving behind the sleeve from her once severed arm, the article of clothing having fallen off. "That's right," Bambietta said as she stepped away from Hirenkyaku, "go ahead and run away."

The field grew nearly silent then, only the crackling embers of the dying fires to give it any life. Giselle's cut and discarded sleeve made contact with the ground then, all but laying still. The blades of grass beneath it began to bend, yet some of the emerald shards around it were touched by something else that Giselle had let fall in her panic.

The Quincy's tears were rolling down the blades of grass.


Giselle fell upon a dirt road, her stumble having taken her far. The palms of her hands drove into the dirt, the Quincy gasping. She looked down at the ground, watching as it became damp.

"I'm... crying?" Giselle sniffed back. "Bambi, I'm... I'm your friend..."

Giselle knew she had to run still, if only to give Bambietta time to calm down and come to her senses. Surely then she would realize what terrible wrong she was trying to commit. Then they could simply hug each other and laugh about how silly this whole misunderstanding was. That was all Giselle wanted.

She prepared herself to stand back up and take another step. However, as Giselle began to pull herself upright on to her knees, she found someone standing directly in front of her.

"Where the hell do you think you're going, Giselle?" Bambietta asked as she glared down at her. "I'm ready to give you that heart transplant I mentioned."

"No... Don't..." Tears began to stream down Giselle's face in full force, the Quincy's nose quivering as she tried to hold it back. "Don't... do it, Bambi..."

"Do what?" Bambietta asked calmly. Her voice, however, quickly raised. "Come on, say it!"

"Don't kill me!" Giselle's entire face began to tremble. "Isn't Jason enough? He was the one that tried to hurt Wendy... and I saved her..."

"Assuming I can even take your word for that," Bambietta began to say, her voice once more returning to an chilling tone, "then all you've done is give me a chance to get rid of you both in one fell swoop. You die, he dies."

"I saved Wendy!" Giselle suddenly screamed, her entire face soaked with tears. "I saved you! Bambi, I'm your guardian angel!"

Bambietta's good hand grabbed Giselle's collar, Bambietta crouching down slightly as she dragged Giselle closer, her knees running across the ground.

"My... guardian angel? You? That's laughable." Even if it was, Bambietta did no such thing. She simply stared into Giselle's pleading eyes. "Lucifer was an angel, too. Right before he fell."

"But..." Giselle gasped. "But I saw you fall, Bambi. That's why... I saved you."

Bambietta had nothing to say to that. She simply spit in Giselle's face. It was not long before the saliva grew lost in the tears, becoming one and the same.

"You keep saying that," Bambietta hissed. "Stop."

"Don't do this," Giselle whimpered. "Don't make us be apart, Bambi."

Bambietta remained unflinching, the Quincy's heart beating hard enough to threaten to burst out of her chest. She could not leave Giselle alive, not if she was determined to watch over her. Not if she was going to look out for all of Fairy Tail like she had for Bambietta herself. That would simply be unacceptable. However, that was the silver lining to Bambietta's desires and she knew it. The dark cloud that was engulfing her mind wanted one simple thing.

It demanded vengeance.

"We can be friends forever and ever," Giselle said. "It's not too late."

Bambietta did not even blink as. "Yes it is."

Bambietta's grip on Giselle's collar began to loosen, the magic particles necessary to bring into existence her sword flowing into the palm of her hand.

"Bambi?"

There was a voice then, one quite familiar to Bambietta and Giselle both. The two Quincy turned their gazes down the road, catching sight of a Wendy Marvell, Carla and Levy McGarden. The lot of them look confused, though Wendy the worst of all. That much Bambietta could see.

Giselle, however, took notice of something else. It had been brief, yes, but Bambietta's entire body had trembled in the instant she had heard Wendy call out her name. It was then that she let go of Giselle's collar, the magic no longer flowing into her hand to assemble a weapon. It was curious to Giselle. "Bambi?"

If Bambietta heard Giselle, she did not pay attention to it. She simply looked at those she knew in Fairy Tail, her mind reeling. "What are you... all doing here?"

The trio of Fairy Tail members could very clearly see the massive wound on Bambietta's left arm, as well as the blood that had stained her outfit all over. It was enough to leave Levy and Carla both in shock, and Wendy was no different. However, unlike the two of them, she was able to speak.

"Bambi, what's... what's going on?" Wendy said, the Dragon Slayer glancing at Giselle. "Why are you and Gigi fighting?"

Bambietta's heart raced faster still then, the Quincy unsure of what to say. These were the people that she had to kill Giselle for. For them and Lucy. For Fairy Tail and for herself. This was no mere Iron Dragon Slayer who did them harm. This was no simple guild that wished them ill over greed. This was a beast that would haunt them in this life and the next, never letting them rest even in death. Was that not justification enough?

Giselle, meanwhile, looked to Wendy with pleading eyes. "Wendy, please, tell her what happened! Tell Bambi that I saved you! That I made everything between us better!"

"But..." Wendy looked at Giselle, noting her slowly healing wounds. However, it was the condition of Bambietta's left arm that truly horrified. "But you hurt Bambi..."

"No!" Giselle cried out. " That was Jason! You have to believe me! She's my best friend! I'd... I'd never hurt Bambi! Never!"

"You took everything from me!" Bambietta screamed at Giselle. Her voice was trembling then, the wizard looking towards those she called her friends. Bambietta could see it clearly, Wendy having trembled at the sound of her voice. "Wendy, I'm... I'm sorry! It's just..."

Bambietta was at the edge of reason then, this day she had hoped would be her very best having descended into complete chaos. She looked at Levy with wavering eyes, the Quincy trying to speak with some degree of composure.

"Levy, I told you when we first met that... that my old friends betrayed me..." Bambietta's lower lip began to quiver, the Quincy's emotional state falling apart at the seams. She could not keep anything bottled up anymore, no matter how much she wanted. "And this one... She was the one who killed me! Strangled the life out of me and then made me a damn zombie! Erza... and Erza.. If it wasn't for her and Porlyusica... If it wasn't for Fairy Tail, I still would be!"

"Bambi..." Giselle said, the young woman trying but failing to understand her anguish, "we all saved you together, little by little!"

Levy could not believe what she was hearing. "You... You're the one..."

"We had a mission, and they abandoned me."

"That's just-"

"And then when I was lying broken and battered on the ground, they came back. I needed their help and all they did was... was twist the knife in my back."

Levy remembered well the night Bambietta spent at her apartment when she had had nowhere else to turn to. Yet now she had a glimmer of the true pain behind Bambietta's words back then. "How could talk about killing your friend like that? You betrayed Bambi, and-"

"So you Fairy Tail people do tell Bambi those lies!" Giselle suddenly screamed, the smallest hint of anger in her voice. "I'm her friend! Why don't you get that?"

"You... you killed Bambi once?" Wendy asked, the Sky Dragon Slayer bringing both hands up over her mouth as she stared at Giselle with eyes wide open. "H-How could you?"

The defiance quickly left Giselle then, the Quincy staring back at Wendy. "No, please... Don't talk like that, Wendy..."

Bambietta looked down to her side, staring at Giselle. The thought crossed her erratic mind once more, to simply end this. Now, however, had it grown more complicated. Bambietta Basterbine was no longer the a Stern Ritter of the Vandenreich. She simply could not kill when she wanted to. Still, to do so for Fairy Tail's security was something that weighed heavily on her mind, even regardless of what Erza had told before the battle with Phantom Lord had started.

If you act on your impulses, if you forget everything I've taught you these last few days, then you will bring Fairy Tail down into the darkness with you. The Magic Council will imprison you. They will disband this guild. Levy, Lucy, Wendy and all the others? They will have no place to call their home. You, Bambietta Basterbine, will have taken that from them. Not Phantom Lord. You."

Bambietta tried to convince herself otherwise. This would not be an action of a member of Fairy Tail, just of a member lost in a quest for revenge sparked by her worthless past. She would tell the Magic Council just that, that she was an unworthy member of Fairy Tail. She would take all the blame and leave their reputation intact. All for them, to save them from Giselle's attention. From her twisted and fragile sense of adoration. She would do for Fairy Tail what no one had done for her. To save the guild that had given her hope, she would become a killer once again.

However, now had Wendy and Levy been dragged into this situation. They were simply a source of hesitation for Bambietta now. How would they judge her actions? Did it even matter, so long as they were safe, their futures secure?

Bambietta was about to turn, to take Giselle away with a step of Hirenkyaku. She would say her farewells to those she cared for and finish things once and for all. Yet, as she prepared herself for just that, Bambietta saw something out of the corner of her eye.

The arm that Jason had injured, it had lost its glove, no doubt torn off by his attack. The blue Fairy Tail logo was revealed, but there was a problem. The bloody gash that Jason had caused had cut straight down the middle of the guild mark.

"I-"

Whatever Bambietta had to say then was cut short, the Quincy simply disappearing from sight. However, it was not just her. Levy, Wendy and Carla did the same. All that was left was Giselle. The Quincy looked about, her confusion evident. Yet in soon gave way to despair.

Whatever had happened, be it a freak occurrence or magic spell by one of members of Fairy Tail, Bambietta had left her behind. Giselle wanted to stand, wanted to run and find her, but it was not an option. Her body was still working to repair itself, the attempt at using Hirenkyaku to escape proved how ineffective it was under these circumstances.

"But... Bambi wants to kill me..." Giselle's head lower, her long hair slipping over her shoulder and falling over her chest. "So... I can't... go to her? But if I have to die... Bambi being responsible wouldn't be so bad..."

Giselle was quiet then, her tears beginning to dry. So lost in her moment of solitude was she that Giselle did not even sense her own zombie approaching.

"Gigi?" Jason was truly worse for wear, his body on the verge of collapse. He was simply limping across the road, his body having repaired itself somewhat from the damage Bambietta had done, but he was still missing portions of himself. "Gigi, I lapped up the blood that bitch made me lose, but... I need more to heal. So please... please save me..."

Giselle exhaled slowly. "Come here."

"You are much too kind." Jason did as Giselle asked, the zombie walk a foot past her. "Gigi, you mean the world to me-"

"You hurt my Bambi!" Giselle was upon Jason in an instant, the young woman screaming as she used the zombie for support. She clawed her way up his back, Giselle hanging off his broken body with her own, yet she did not care. All she wanted was what he had to offer. "You hurt my Bambi, you stupid bastard, so give me back my blood and make me whole! You don't deserve it!"

Giselle opened her mouth wide, the Quincy biting down into Jason's neck. She began to draw from him the blood she had given him in Phantom Lord's guild hall. With each bit swallowed did Giselle's body begin to pull itself back together, her strength returning to her. In response did Jason began cry out, the wizard feeling the unnatural life he had been granted beginning to fade.

"Gigi, please..." He gasped. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm... sorry... I'm... I'm..."

The scarlet color of Jason's skin faded at last, leaving behind nothing but rotting flesh. His eyes, so full of a desire for life, became dull then. His body collapsed to the ground, leaving Giselle's body atop it.

"Sorry doesn't cut it, silly," Giselle said as she lay atop unmoving Jason's corpse like a would-be lover, the young woman twisting a finger in his hair playfully. "Not when you dare hurt my Bambi..."

Pulling herself up then, Giselle stayed on her knees despite her restored strength. Saying that name had snapped her out of her uncontrollable state, the Quincy realizing once more what had just transpired. She began to cry once more, Giselle wrapping her arms around herself tightly.

"Bambi, don't... leave me..."


Bambietta did not know where she was, not exactly. One moment had she been simply standing on the road, Giselle by her side. The Quincy's thoughts had been racing wildly, but she had made her decision. Then things had changed. The road was gone, the field was gone, and Giselle was gone. Bambietta did not know where she was now, yet she did not care. The Quincy was not quite paying attention her surroundings, only catching them through the corners of her eyes. She was far too busy starring at the back of her hand, the bloodied and torn Fairy Tail emblem seemingly clawing at her heart and soul.

"What just happened? Where are we?"

"Bambi, I'm scared!"

Bambietta suddenly felt it then, Wendy grasping her still gloved hand. The Dragon Slayer was clinging to her closely then, the moment more than enough to drag Bambietta away from her inner thoughts. "Don't worry, Wendy. I'll keep you safe."

Bambietta at last began to look around. Once more, she did not know where she was, though now she was concerned. The room around her was ornate in the structure of its walls and ceiling, yet there was a soft carpet running across the floor beneath her. However, most peculiar was the furniture. The soft and inviting chairs appeared to be hovering over the carpeting itself. It almost felt unreal, the simple fact that everything around was purely white, not to mention giving off a glow. It was not simply Bambietta's eyes deceiving her. She could feel the power all around her, the room radiating with it. However, she felt no fear. There was something comforting about the decorum.

"Bambi," Levy said, the Solid Script mage putting her priorities in order. She knew they had to find out where they were, but she was concerned enough as it was about her friend's emotional state. "Are you all right?"

"Never better!" Bambietta said, the Quincy speaking a lie that she fortified with a false smile.

"I... I need to heal you!" Wendy suddenly squeaked, the wizard once more looking at the condition of the Quincy. "Your arm, it's..."

"You don't have to look at it," Bambietta said, all the while patting Wendy on the head with her good hand. "I don't want you to get sick or-"

"I'll handle it," Wendy said, the wizard trying her best to smile as she looked up at Wendy. "I have to!"

She moved around to Bambietta's other side, the wizard letting her magic flow from her hands towards Bambietta's bloody wound. First she would fix that, then the other, less severe ones.

Levy, meanwhile, was growing concerned. "There's... no doors."

"That doesn't sound like a problem to me," Bambietta said. "I'll make us one the hard way once I'm all healed up."

"Please don't!"

Bambietta, Levy and Wendy all heard it, the voice seemingly coming all directions simultaneously. It seemed friendly, if a little worried, but the voice was entirely unknown to the wizard. To Bambietta, however, there was some level of recognition.

"That voice..." Bambietta knew she had heard it somewhere, but could not entirely place it. She struggled to remember, her thoughts trying to cut through the fog that hung over her time as a zombie. If she could not recall it directly, then there was no other time she could have heard it.

"Behold a world far, far away from your own. My world. A world filled with magic, so much so that it is found in every home, bought and sold in every marketplace as if it was a mundane part of everyday life. Yet those you will meet consider it an art and have devoted their lives to its practice. Mine is a world where these wizards have banded together as guilds, looking for fame and fortune."

The fog began to lift, words and promises Bambietta had heard when she had been at her lowest finally becoming clear to her. She had to wonder, however, if this was simply an act of a higher power granting her the chance to do so and nothing more.

"You will find yourself in the kingdom of Fiore and you no doubt will discover what your heart craves, true friendship. I will bestow upon the opportunity that you require, a chance to form bonds with no chance of betrayal. Your heart will be safe, I promise you this much. Open then in return and the light I sense within you will be justly rewarded. Perhaps the darkness that has eclipsed your soul will erode in time. I believe this to be the only hope for you, yet I know you will not stand for such tranquility of your volition."

Bambietta's eyes began to widen, the Quincy hearing the thoughts come to the forefront of her mind, no longer by choice. Her suspicion had been correct. She was not piercing the veil that Giselle's control had left upon her memory, someone was lifting it for her.

"Do not fret, my child. I have robbed from you a measure of your strength, yes, but it shall return to you in time. You will have to find trust among those I send you to, but you will have nothing to fear of them. I have the utmost faith in those I wish you to meet. They are of a certain guild in a certain town that soars high above the rest. Countless legends have been born from it and perhaps you shall become one as well. It is a guild that of all those in my world best signifies what I stand for. Its name... is Fairy Tail."

"You..." Bambietta simply stood there, Levy and Wendy looking up at her in confusion. "It was you... You're the one who brought me to Earth Land..."

Particles of light flowed out from all around, each and every one coming together before Bambietta, Levy and Wendy. Slowly they began to take shape, leaving before them a rather cheerful young woman standing there. Long, dark blue hair draped over her shoulders. A black cloak hung off those very same shoulders, a violet tunic and tights beneath them, matching gloves and boots as well. Yet it was the glowing, emerald eyes of the woman that took hold of everyone's attention. They were glistening, the mysterious woman looking directly at Bambietta.

"Yes, I am the one who spoke those words to you. I am Sylphia. Sylphia Nelia Labelle." The woman reached out a hand towards the Quincy. "And I have been looking forward to meeting you face to face, Bambietta Basterbine. Though if you'd allow it, I'd like to call you Bambi."


Well, that was quite the reunion, wasn't it, and I'm not just talking about Giselle. Lets be clear on something, while neither me nor Ankoholic are the biggest fans of Giselle Gewelle, we refuse to just make her into a outright hate sink. We have a chance here to make her a interesting character, with her own depths, and following up on what was given to us in cannon. While we can never really look past what she did to Bambietta, we can still make her intriguing to read. We have big plans for her, and I think they will be ones that you'll all enjoy in the long run. We have done the same for Bambietta and Liltotto, and we have plans to do so for ALL the fem ritters. So for those of you who are looking forward to Meninas Mcallon and Candice Captnip, don't worry, they will have a important role in this story, just as Giselle well.

But now we finally introduce you all formerly to the one who brought Miss Basterbine here in the first place. This is actually very important to this story, and in the next chapter you will know how, and why, the bleach character are here, and why the ones in particular. Its not going to be a plot that involves a lot of Oc's however, don't you worry. The focus will still be on the Fairy Tail and Bleach cast. That's why your all here after all.

But this is information that you all need to know by now. I think you'll find it very interesting and intriguing as to how it will change and effect future events.

Thank you all for reading, I cant wait to see what you all thought of this chapter in a review. It would mean a lot.