"Purification," Huh?

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"Ooooh, a thingy." I wasn't sure what else to call it, but was completely fine calling it as such.

"It's a magic measurer." Erza said, and I 'hm'ed, watching as people sent their magic attacks towards it. You'd think it'd break but it didn't, surprisingly, even after this bald monk dude (what the hell is a wizard saint, anyway?) blasted it with this beam of pure magic. It stood, right as rain, as if nothing happened.  

What material is this and where can I get it?

"My turn? I was signed up for this? Wait, what?" I blinked, looking around for a sign or something with my name on it, but Erza just pushed me in the direction of the thingy.

"I put your name on it. Fairy Tail needs to put some fear into these guys." she replied. 

Huh.

Okay, then.

"But she did that quite fine." I said, pointing to Cana (the one that drinks by the barrel...literally) as she flashed a victory pose to the audience, a bold 9999 above her head. She maxed it out, apparently. 

Erza sighed, shrugging.

"Their team is showing ours up. Let's just... reinforce our strength." she said. I just stared at her, then sighed, amused.

"I can see your pride flaring up, Erza." I said, and she rolled my eyes, settling a glare on me. I raised my hands up in surrender.

"I'm going, I'm going. What am I doing? Going is what I'm doing. Cause that's what I do, I go." I mumbled, slowly stepping away from her before speedwalking towards the thingy. I grinned at it.

"Hey there friend. You ready?" I asked, holding a hand out towards it. I looked to Erza, struck by thought. "This thing... it won't...y'know, with my magic, will it?" I asked, and she shrugged, clearly not bothered by what magic I used as long as I did something cool. I sweatdropped.

'Dude, help me out here. Should I use my dark magic? That won't mess it up, will it? Or should I use chakra? Like with the chakra paper? Or-'

'Master, just do what you want, it'll respond to whatever.'

'You sure? Cause it looks really, really fragile, I don't wanna-'

'Just do the thing!'

I closed my eyes, and the first kind of magic that reached my fingertips, I reached out and touched the thingy with. 

Please don't break, please don't break, please don't break, please don't-

"She... SHE BROKE IT!"

"Fuck."

And the crowd went wild.

"Uh...sorry, I didn't mean to-"

My voice was drowned out by the crowd screaming even more. I frowned, confused, but looked up to where I noticed Erza smirking at to see a large, bold ?????? above my head. I blinked at it, then burst out laughing triumphantly.

"IT'S NOT REALLY BROKEN IF IT STILL WORKS!"

--TIMESKIP--

"Which one of you was it." Though the words may have been those that made up a question, the flat tone used didn't make it anything less than a demand for answers. Lucifer had been anxiously marking the days, counting down to what I could only assume was world domination.

Or the inevitable Catpocalypse.

It was neither, fortunately.

Unfortunately, however, the reality was much worse. 

Lucy.

We weren't as close as I was with Erza, or even Natsu or Grey, mostly because our fighting styles were so different; her keys summoned things to fight for her, and while I was never one to actually like movement and all that, I did enjoy a good brawl with fists and magic and borderline-cheating Overpowered...ness.  Regardless, we were a team, and I cared for her just as much as I did the others.

So when Lucifer told me 'stop training, Lucy's hurt,' I'd never teleported somewhere so quickly. It was the first time I didn't feel myself cease to exist before reconstructing once at my destination. The feeling of not being real anymore was completely erased with worry and anger; who dared to hurt my teammate?

The Colosseum was quiet when I got there, the audience and other guilds staring down into the arena. Eyes narrowed, I focused on finding my team. They'd be with Lucy, of course, so- wait.

My eyes fell to the arena, where they widened upon seeing Erza, Natsu and Grey standing across from some other guild's team. 

They wouldn't leave Lucy's side at a time like this for anything other than...

I didn't stop the growl that bubbled up in my throat; did nothing to calm the raging anger I felt. I blinked, and when my eyes reopened I was in front of the other team, fists clenched and eyes glowing a brilliant crimson.

The coward in front of me took half a step back in surprise at my entrance, but Erza's hand on my shoulder stopped me from closing the distance between me and the bastard and tearing him to bits.

"I truST ErZA haS aLREadY giVEn yOu thIS sPeEch," I began, voice fading in and out, "BUt yOU jUSt madE enEMies oF thE WORst peoPLE poSSIble."

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Yeah, I'm alive, fight me, whatever. M'sorry, guys, I'm still not 100% okay yet; everything I write, I hate. But I can't let this make me just stop writing, else I'll never get better at it, will I? 

So I apologize for the half-hearted attempts I'm about to throw at you, but hey, I don't usually think my writing's any good, so maybe you won't mind it much anyway.

Thanks for waiting, Raeders.

I'm back~

:3

~Anna

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