Zeref smiled happily having met his Lucy-nee. The last time he saw her was when they were teaching Mavis and her friend's magic. Before he goes into seclusion for a while he decided to come and see her. Not thinking about the consequences he hugged her with a smile, "Its good to see you...Lucy-nee."
The blonde whacked him upside the head with her fist making him yelp in pain, "No mater how many times I tell you to stop calling me that ridiculous nickname you never listen, you stupid brat."
Zeref rubbed his head with a smile, "Violent as always."
"I have a feeling you said that before, but over 400 years ago." Lucy told him.
"Did I?" he mused, "It's been so long my memories from that time are starting to fade."
Lucy's eyes narrowed, 'Its probably Ankhseram Black Magic. His mental state is slowly being warped by the curse; very soon his very own thoughts, feelings, and actions will become contradictory as well.'
Zeref chuckled, "I know that face, there's no need to worry over me Lucy-nee."
"Hmph, as if I'd worry about a stupid brat like you." Lucy scoffed making him chuckle again, "I assume you have a reason for being here?"
He smiled, "I wanted to see you to let you know what I've been up to."
"I get the feeling that whatever it is your about to tell me involves your little empire." Lucy guessed.
"As expected of Lucy-nee, is there a place where we can talk in private?" Zeref asked.
She walked passed him, "Come brat, there's a field not too far from here. We can talk there." He followed her without saying a word and soon enough they arrived at a beautiful grassy field that captured the sunset perfectly. Lucy sat on a giant bolder with the black haired mage sitting next to her.
"I'm surprised, " he said suddenly, "You suddenly joining a guild, it's not like you at all."
"Hmph, you can thank Brandish for that. Sneaky brat." Lucy scoffed.
He chuckled, "Ah yes, that girl you took on as an apprentice? She's quite strong for someone her age." Zeref mused.
"Indeed she is, she made S-Class status today along with three other candidates." The blonde smiled, "I couldn't be more proud of her."
"I see," he looked at her, "I heard that Layla Heartfilia passed away as soon as she opened the gate to this timeline, was she perhaps..."
"A descendant of our race? Yes she was," Lucy frowned, "It saddens me to see that a descendant of our race has perished due to Magic Deficiency, but she went with a smile so that tells me she was at peace in the end."
Zeref closed his eyes; "I see...I didn't mean for a descendant of your race to die because of the plan." He felt her flick his forehead making him wince.
"Didn't you hear me you stupid brat?" she sighed, "I said she was at peace in the end, so its fine."
He rubbed his forehead, "Did she have any children?"
"No, she was unable to conceive but didn't see it as a bad thing probably because she viewed me as her daughter when we first met despite me being her some what ancestor," she looked up at the red and orange sky, "She was such an interesting woman, I feel you two would have gotten along quite well with each other."
He smiled, "If you say it to be true then I believe you."
She materialized a book for him, "Take this," she shoved it in his face prompting him to take it, "Since your going into complete exile for awhile you might as well keep yourself occupied with a good book while your at it."