A Whisper in the Air

Chapter 2

The guild erupted at the mention of a fight, but mostly questions came from the uproar.

"Is this a game? Or a real fight?"

"Finally, a fight! When is it?"

"Whose fighting who?"

"Alright! Quiet down, brats! You won't get any answers if you're all yellin' like a stampede of elephants! The guild leader of Devil's Cupids will explain more," Makarov rumbled as the cloaked woman elegantly made her way across the room to the bar. She stepped up onto a chair and towered over all the members.

"Hello, Fairy Tail. I have heard lots about you over these years, and as you can tell, my guild and I have decided to challenge you to a fight. Of course this would be nothing like the wars you have fought, nothing more then a friendly game of a mage fight between our guilds," She adjusted her cloak, "oh, my name is Zenra, the second in command of Devils Cupids. We shall meet in a week for the beginning of our game. Good luck to all of you," Zenra flipped the hood off of her head, revealing golden brown hair, fair skin that was sprinkled with dark and light freckles, and high cheek bones that made her rosy cheeks pop even more then they would've on their own.

She smiled a toothy grin, her dark grey eyes turning crescent shaped as the smile reached her eyes. She lifted her cloak slightly, stepping down from the stool she stood on and practically skipped out the door. As she sauntered to the wide open doors her guild mark was slightly present. It was simple, a heart with two horns, most likely devils, and a spiked tail that circled around the hearts bottom point. Her's was coloured dark purple and printed on the left side of her collar bone.

She made her way out of the door, waving her hand in a 'J' motion, a magic circle coloured purple forming behind her, and the humongous guild doors slammed shut. The guild walls and members shoved slightly by the force of the wind that Zenra had created from simply closing the doors. The silence that the mysterious woman only lasted a few moments as the loud guild began their chatter.

"Well, this sounds fun!" Lucy laughed, her smile radiating off her in waves.

"I still don't like the way she smelled, it just didn't seem right. I can't place it though," Natsu furrowed his eyebrows, deep in thought.

"You're just over thinking it. But, hey! At least you're thinking!" Grey joked, his face twisting into a wicked smile.

"What did you say, ice princess?" Natsu dared back at his rival.

"You wanna go, fire breath?" Grey retorted angrily, standing up and butting heads with the dragon slayer.

"Oi! You two, save the fighting for the game!" Erza yelled, pushing their heads back and stepping between them.

"Y-Yes Erza!" The two mages agreed, scared for their lives at the mere presence of Titania herself.

The scarlet headed warrior dropped their heads, walking towards Lucy. "Salamander might have a point. I didn't like the feel of her either. This could be a setup," she thought aloud.

"But why would she talk to the master and tell the whole guild about it if it were an attack? It seems unnecessary for her to go to all these lengths just to take us down," Lucy cut in, stroking her chin.

"Good point, but we can never be off guard. Besides, we'll end up fighting them either way. Maybe we should just stop worrying about this and just relax until next week. Alright?" Erza asked, but it was more of a command then a question.

"Right!" The gang agreed, beginning to talk about recent events and whatnot.

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                        |Devil's Cupids|

Zenra ran about the dark hallway, the blue walls looking black because of the low lighting everyone insisted they have. She opened a large door, a candle the only thing lighting her way. As she ran up the stairs quickly she began to breathe more heavily. Almost everyone in her guild was afraid of the master, anyone who wasn't couldn't be human. Their master had a way of making people fear her naturally, even if that meant her own daughter. Zenra opened the dark mahogany door and put down her candle, bowing respectively as her master faced her.
 
"Zenra, I see you have returned. Have you sent the word to Fairy Tail about the fight?" A woman with dark grey hair, thin glasses, and sharp blue eyes asked the tall girl.

"Yes, Master Tophia. I told them in person. We meet in a week for the games," Her high pitched voice timidly rang about the room, but her answer made the woman in front of her smile greedily.

                 "Let the games begin."