Fairy Tail One-Shots

GaLe ~ Connected Worlds

Author's P.O.V.

Blood splattered everywhere on the ground, covering the grassy hill with it's crimson colour. All that could be heard were the cries uttered by a certain man being stabbed at, over and over again. He kept getting pushed back, closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. The black haired man was now covered in red himself, only his face was left untouched, simple droplets of the liquid managed to paint his hard visage.

His long black hair was cut, and spread over the ground. The man could hardly stand, let alone breathe. He kept getting pushed back by an unknown black figure, only a silhouette.

He kept pivoting closer to the cliff as the silhouette with the knife kept slashing, slowly pushing forward. The man couldn't hold call upon his magic, and he didn't understand why. But this brought him to a great disadvantage. His face was sneered with a scowl, obviously he tried to figure a way out of this mess.

Sweat dropped from his forehead when he felt the heel of his foot reach the edge of the cliff. The man was coming toward him, knife lifted over his head. There was no way out. As the silhouette brought the sword down, he tilted back to dodge it, and kept falling back, down, down, down... He fell into the abyss of the black water...

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Gajeel's P.O.V.

My eyes suddenly shot open, but I had to cover them, seeing too much bright light coming into view. I used my arm to cover it, waiting until the blinding light dimmed. When I was finally ready, I sat up, holding my head in my hands. What the hell was that? A dream? I looked up and out the window, seeing the dark sky and pitter patter of the rain. No. More like a nightmare...

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When I made it to the guild, not many people were there. I was completely soaked, but I didn't really care, I'd dry off soon enough. Salamander was there though, already picking a fight with that ice princess. "Tch. Typical."

I went over to the bar and ordered my usual; "Really? So early in the morning?"

"Just give it to me, She-Devil."

God-damnit, My head was still heavy from that weird dream. And that weird silhouette of a guy was awfully short too, what's up with that? How was I gettin' beaten up by a pipsqueak like that? I drank the beverage Mirajane finally got me, it helped clear my head a bit.

I looked around the guild. Half of it was already destroyed due to the trio of destruction. I would've joined the brawl, but I still couldn't make sense of the dream. It was bothering me. Pissed me off, actually.

"Gajeel, is something wrong?" I didn't even look back, I simply smirked and answered loud enough so she could hear me.

"Nothin' you need to be concerned about." I took another whiff of my drink.

"But, you looked awfully tired when you walked in, your eyes even had small bags under them," The bluenette sat next to me with a concerned look in her eyes, "You know, you can tell me what's wrong."

I shifted in my seat and looked down at the woman, "I'm not some sissy who needs counselling, Juvia."

"But Gajee, you don't look well, mood or otherwise. You've even gone a bit pale."

"It's none of your business, now leave me alone."

"But Gaje-"

"Listen! I-"

Everything suddenly got dark when my face was covered with some kinda material. What the hell? I ripped it off and examined it. How the-?