Master Makarov's POV.
"The poor kid is suffering, Master. What can we we do to help help her?" Gajeel asked, determination laced in his tone.
"Pray like your lives depend on it," I answered. Tears perked in my eyes, but I refused to let them shed. I had to be strong for my guild.
"I'm guessing Sting's not taking this easily," Mira commented. Tears were pouring from her eyes, Elfman was trying to hold back the tears, and Lisanna was on her knees sobbing.
"No, he's not," I heard my grandson, Laxus, confirm as he walked down the steps with his arms crossed.
"How's he taking it?" Natsu wondered.
"You might want to keep a safe distance," Laxus whispered when we all heard footsteps at the top of the stairs.
Sting appeared on the stairs, a tear line under each eye. He put his hands on the opposite hip, and he silently left the guild hall.
"I have to go." Rogue rushed out of the building, going after Sting.
Porlyusica's POV.
"I'm going to go check on the child," I stated, heading up the stairs to Morvyn's room.
Her condition was not good, and I fear we may lose her.
I reached for the herbs, but my small herb sack was empty. I must've ran out. That's when I noticed something odd. The room was colder than before I left.
Sting might had turned on the a.c., but I was wrong. When I turned around, the window was wide open. Sting never opened the windows here. Even if he had permission. He'd only do that when it was over 75°, but it was 69°.
I ran out of the room, flying down the steps, and towards the guild.
"Makarov," I called out frantically.
"What is it, Porlyusica?" he questioned worriedly.
"My herbs, they're...they're gone!"
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My Experience with Fairy Tail
FanfictionCOMPLETE Book 1 of the 'My Experience With Fairy Tail' Series. This story is based off my favorite anime TV series. It might sound little like it, but I tried to make it sound completely different. Thank you for checking out my book, enjoy! Morvyn H...
