Good Meets Bad

Chapter sixteen:The first attempt

"Kill Jellal?" Gray choked as his eyes widened. He gripped the railing behind him tighter and he looked down, "...I can't do that to a friend."

The woman laughed, "Yea, right. A while ago you were sulking at how he stole Lucy but you can't kill him. Lucy was supposed to kill him though," She shrugged and smirked when Gray fell to his knees, his hands still grasping the bar, "Well, it seems like Lucy abandoned her mission and more people are after her. Now that they know she has a weakness, gangs will take the advantage. But if you kill Jellal..."

Gray gulped, "Lucy would b-be safe..."

"Exactly."

The brunette stared at the floor and he propped one leg up, placing his elbow on top. He ran a hand through his hair, "Can you... Can you give me at least time to think?"

The woman grinned, "A week, I'll give you a week."

"T-Thanks..."

"And jump we go," Lucy whispered, driving her heel against the concrete road as she pushed herself upwards. She landed on the wall and she quietly climbed down the wall. Once her feet touched the ground, she tucked her hands in the pocket of her leather jacket and she walked forward. Her steps were silent and careful. Her eyes darted everywhere for signs of the enemy.

She knew that she had to raise her guard up whenever she'd be with Jellal. Word was leaked that she had a boyfriend and they were going to target her more often now. But that was why she was here; she was going to get rid of a few gangs before heading over to Jellal's house.

From a distance, she could hear running footsteps. She listened as she hid herself in a dark, narrow alley."One... three, five, eight," She counted in her head,"Twenty all in all." She flipped her sleeve and stared at the watch that used to be hidden under her school tie,"In three minutes, they'll be passing this area." She looked to her left and saw that there was a dead end at the other side of the alley. It was good though, she could camouflage in the dark since she was wearing all black. As for her hair, she would have to hide it under a black snapback.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder now. She pulled out a folded snapback from her jacket and she tucked all of her hair except her bangs under it. She walked deeper into the alley and when she was sure that there was only faint light for her to see what was happening, she crouched on the ground.

"This way! She went this way!"

"Are you sure? I think she's the type who will hide in dark alleys..."

"Nah, she likes to jump high up on walls and run as fast as she can."

"I bet she's already on her motorcycle."

"Really?"

"Yup."

Lucy grinned dimly, "Five voices, five out of twenty."

She knew that she couldn't hide forever; she knew she had to show herself but she was too tired to. She'd been fighting for what, thirteen years?

Yea, thirteen years of fighting made her tired. Though, she liked fighting - it released her stress - it got exhausting sometimes and hiding was different from battling. She'd feel like a coward every time she hid but this was an exception. She was waiting for someone to help her defeat this gang. Who was she waiting for?

A man with black spiky hair who has piercings.

"Where are you going?" Levy asked, frowning.

The man ruffled her hair, "Just somewhere, no need to worry, Shorty."