Princess {DISCONTINUED}

Ch. 9 ●Interrogation●

Chapter 9...

"Alright speak up, who are you" Said Jellal as both he and Erza examined their foes.

The three reluctant beings growled, remaining silent, and no words spoken. Erza grew tired of their reluctant behavior and pushed downwards on the bulge in her dress, a shiny sword peeking it's way at the bottom of the dress.

She pulled it out, it glazed across the hood of one of the attackers. "I won't repeat myself, now tell me who sent you after us and why." Even under the hood you could tell the foe tensed up.

"Nobody sent us, we attacked on our own will, now get that sword out of her face" spat the taller, more masculine of the bunch, and you could tell he was getting tired of this all.

"Oh yeah? And why should I?" She bent down a little to get on his level, glaring daggers at his hood. Through the bottom of the hood, he growled once more, breaking off he brief but noticeable eye contact between the two.

"Because if you don't then I'll call my army of stone dragons come and feed apon it's new prey" the other foe, female and cocky, said, smirking her way into a faster death.

"Oh really? Maybe you didn't know that we aren't in the Rocky Nations or any of the countless Dragon tribes." Jellal said. Erza's fist makes its way to her face, probably permanently damaging it.

"Next time you bluff, do it right" she sighs, rolling her eyes. Jellal removes her hood from her head and examines her face.

The woman's long hazel hair danced down her back, her green glasses covering her hard glare towards erza. "Why did you attack us." Jellal asked again, not impatient at all.

"We thought you might be some of Zerefs idiot attackers, but now that I look at you, I know that you're not." She says, rolling her eyes.

"And why not? We could be just sparing you." Erza said, urging for more answers. The woman sighs, "Because if you were then you wouldn't have fled and you would have killed us already. We made a mistake to attack you."

"Damn right you made a mistake" She walks over the girl she held the sword up to, "and why were you so bent on keeping this thing alive?" Jellal looks at her with questioning eyes.

"Because it's creepy when that freak changes his dolls souls." The man responds, shivers dancing down his spine.

"Who's Zeref" Erza asked, still focusing more on the woman in glasses. "Why should I tell you?"

"Because I want to know, but hey, if you don't wanna tell me then we can always go the more violent route and beat it out of you" Said Erza, her face only inches away.

The woman stayed silent. Both Jellal and Erza taking this note in. Erza decided maybe it would be best to give it time, so she rounded up with one last question. "Okay fine, don't answer. But still, I lost my sisters because of you idiots, so I'm gonna need you to find them, can you do that?"

They both nod and Jellal cuts the many ropes. "Would it be okay if we took you to a more safer place? If we did then there wouldn't be any likelihood of you getting injured as you wait... or maybe..." The woman stood up, immediately turning around to dust off the much, much, much, taller man's vest.

"Maybe what?"