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After two years of absence, the first sight Natsu had of Crocus was the ground as he fell face first onto the train platform.  There was a muffled curse above him as Gray almost tripped and fell on top of him.  Natsu did not care, ignoring Gray’s light kick to his side and curt, “Get up.  You’re blocking the exit of the train, flame brain.” Oh blessed solid ground, Natsu thought, swallowing back bile and too weak to even move to hands and knees.  Why the train? Why do we always take the train? “Gray, he’s sick,” Lisanna’s voice floated above admonishingly.  “Help me carry him.” &l

The innkeeper of the Honey Bone Inn unlocked the door, pushed it open and stepped aside, allowing the five Fairy Tail mages through.  His gaze shifted to each mage as they passed, eyes nervous and unsure.  These mages weren’t like the other team staying a floor down.  These mages looked, well, dangerous.  Except for the pleasant white-haired girl who smiled sweetly at him, the other four were unnerving.  There were three tall men: one with yellow hair and a mean-looking scar down one side of his face, towering over the others, another with long black hair, a plethora of iron piercings, and scars marring his arms, and a masked man in str

July 7, X793 Lisanna Strauss paused at the entrance to the cemetery, unsure if she should continue forward.  She had come here looking for a certain rose-haired mage, the cemetery her last resort. He wasn’t at the guild, at home, nor by the river and they were both going to be left behind unless they got to the guild soon. Never in the past two years had Natsu visited this place, but Lisanna had a feeling today he would be here. It had been exactly two years since Lucy Heartfilia had disappeared after all. Pushing lightly on the gate, Lisanna entered the graveyard and a hush fell around her.  The noises of the outside world faded aw

July 7, X791 Tears ran down Lucy Heartfilia's face as the walls of Mercurius began to collapse around her.  Walls of stone could no longer contain the amount of magical power leaking from the gateway in front of her.  Dust floated down from the ceiling, coating her torn clothing, yellow hair and slick skin in a chalky film.   Biting her lip to prevent a whimper from escaping, Lucy looked down at the frail girl in her arms. Yukino Aguria's face rested in Lucy's lap, her face drawn and pale, breaths coming in shallow gasps.   Her eyelids fluttered before slowly opening, meeting the brown of Lucy's eyes.  Lucy was surprised that the other cele

    Freed Justine stood in the middle of the guildhall, admiring all the hard work that had gone into planning this Christmas party.  The eaves and columns were decked in boughs of holly, tinsel and magic lights that lazily changed colors.  Twigs of mistletoe were placed in a few strategic places, and with Freed's help, rigged to insure a few kisses throughout the night.  Three tables were pushed together and against the far wall, laden with food, sweets, and a non-alcoholic punch.  The bar was open for those who wished to partake in stronger beverages, and Cana Alberona was already taking advantage of the free booze, Wakaba and Macao just no

Lucy sat on her bed in the room that had been assigned to Fairy Tail A Team and stared down at a picture of her family. She was no more than a toddler, sitting in a chair that looked like a throne compared to her small stature, her favorite doll, Michelle, clasped in both hands.  Jude and Layla Heartfilia stood on either side of the chair, seemingly smiling at her.  A tear drop fell onto the picture and slid down onto the floor. It was her birthday today.  In all the excitement over the Games, no one had mentioned it.  She wasn't even sure if anyone in Fairy Tail knew that today, July 1, was her birthday anyway.  For that, Lucy was glad.  Ev

Freed Justine, devoted captain and designated errand boy of the Raijinshuu, carefully inspected the head of lettuce in his hands.  He scowled, noticing a fairly large brown blemish near the bottom, sighed, and placed it back in the pile.  That had been the fifth one he had picked out.  It shouldn't be this hard to find fresh vegetables. As he picked up another one, he heard a distinct "hmph" from behind.   "Pick one," Laxus said tersely.  "We've been standing in the produce area for ten minutes while you nitpick over cabbage." "Lettuce," Freed corrected.  "And unless you want half rotten vegetables for dinner, let me do my job." Laxus "tsk