A/N - Just to clear things up,
--- (three dashes) means a time skip.
----- (five dashes) means a PoV switch.
-------- (eight dashes) means both. A time skip can either mean forward or backward. You'll figure it out.

Also, I am so sorry. Lately I've been extremely tired, and depressed, always bottling up my feelings and seeming mad when I'm near my friends. I've gone through a mini stage of depression, but I think I'll be okay now. Although, this chapter kind of reflects that.

Shoutout to: Crimsonredarrow! Who guessed which book I threw open; Eragon. In addition to that, thanks for supporting my story and being an awesome person in general!

R e c a p

He points to the symbol drawn in fresh blood, "Erebus Blood."

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You let out a whimper, resisting the excruciating pain from the machine. As the beam of magic overtakes you, something from you is drained.

"Stop resisting, sweetie." Roran says plainly, "it won't do any good."

Once it turns back on, you allow yourself to let out a blood curdling scream. Your shriek echoes in the dark, damp chamber.

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"Erebus Blood?" asks Sting. "Is that a dark guild or something?"

"Actually," Rogue answers, "it isn't."

"Then what is it?" Lucy asks.

"They're a band of magic-less wizards." Rogue explains.

"How can they be called wizards if they don't even have magic?" questions Natsu.

The shadow dragon slayer continues, "They do, although it's extremely weak. They steal other wizards' magic. Ever heard of Edriana Estálle?"

They shake their heads.

"Exactly. She was one of the wizards they stole magic from."

Wendy speaks up, "But magic is part of a wizard's life force. If someone steals it, then doesn't it.."

Rogue nods; Wendy lets out a gasp.

"Then if (Y/N)..." Sting's trails off, his eyes widening. "It's because she's both a god slayer and dragon slayer."

"Rogue, pardon me for asking, but.." Erza starts, "..how do you know of this?"

"Yeah, Rogue." Sting agrees. "How do you know this stuff?"

"You can discover lots of things through books and men in pubs." He says bluntly. "End of discussion. Now, let's find (Y/N)."

They turn when the door opens, revealing Mirajane. "Guys, the master wants you. Sting, Rogue, you better go back to Sabertooth.. It's very important." She looks extremely concerned about something...

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"That's it for today, darling." says Roran, taking your manacles off.[1] With simple magic restricting binds on your wrists and ankles, your weak, sleep deprived form falls to the floor, limp. It's a miracle you actually stay conscious.

"Get some sleep, dearie."[2] He says, laying you on the bed.

"What's with all the nicknames?" You rasp before coughing.

He doesn't answer, but simply smirks with bright eyes. At least, his right eye was bright. His yellow one held no emotion whatsoever. He walked out, winking before closing and locking the door.

Absolutely revolting.

You look around once more, at the ripped and tattered paintings, and down at the perfectly made dark gray sheets.

Such an odd place...

[Safe and Sound ~ Best Version: Nightcore]
"I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, 'I'll never let you go,' when all those shadows almost killed your light... I remember you said, 'don't leave me here alone,' but all that's dead and gone and passed, tonight..." As words flowed from your lips into a melody, you didn't realize a certain man listening from the door. "Just close your eyes, the sun is going down, you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now, come morning light... you and I'll be safe, and, sound..."

You stopped, hearing voices argue outside your door.

"Roran, you can't possibly be thinking-" yells a man.

Another man, possibly Roran yells back, "Yes, I am! I'm going to get her back, and she's almost the perfect reincarnation of her!"

"It's impossible to raise the dead, but resurrecting someone in another's body?"

"It's possible, she's perfect for it!"

"But you can't force her into it, even if she'll be taking that girl's body!"

"She's a kind soul, but I can persuade her!"

"She was too kind," The man says, emphasizing the past tense. "Too kind to take a girl's life!"

Another man yells, "That's why she left you in the first place!"

After that sentence you hear a loud,

SMACK!

And a harsh thud; a body being thrown to the ground.

"I'll get what I want, one way or another." Says a doubled voice. You had no doubt it was Roran, with his split personality—hosting two people in one body.

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"Tartaros?" He asks.

"Yes. A dark guild, part of the deceased Balaam Allliance, but no one knows much about them."[3]

-and so, that's where the plot comes in. Also, this is a time skip and PoV switch-

Three weeks. You've been at it for three weeks... and they still haven't stolen all of your magic. Yes, your magic power is just that tremendous.

"She's the perfect source." Roran sneers, glaring at you maliciously from a distance.

"Sir, the plan is-" the lackey is cut of by Roran.

"I know." He states. He slams his hands onto the table, thinking for a moment. "I'll do it. Trust me."

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How long has it been...? Months..? A year..? You're losing part of your insanity from all the torture.. But you stay strong. How? Thoughts. There's never a day where you stay strong so you can return to your friends, safe and sound.

Here they go again, You think, listening to the conversation.

But when you casually sit on the bed, you overhear a phrase you immediately regretted hearing;

"I WILL HAVE ARIELLE, WHETHER SHE LIKES IT OR NOT!"

You freeze, paralyzed as the name echoes in your mind. Arielle. My mother's name... After that, you heard another phrase.. It was almost like a direct slash in your heart... No. A direct hit on your soul.

"I'LL NEVER STOP LOVING HER! AND THAT GIRL—" There's heavy panting before he continues, "—SHE LOOKS SO MUCH LIKE ARIELLE, IT HURTS!" And then Roran whispers, although you can hear it, "But she's got his blood running through her veins..."[4]

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"Its been months, and she still hasn't showed up." Sting says, clenching his fist.

Rogue looks to the ground, "And now Fairy Tail is... gone."

"We don't have any hope of finding her, do we?" Yukino asks halfheartedly.

Sting blurts out, "Don't say that!" He knits his eyebrows, staring off into the distance. "We'll find her.. Somehow."

"It's been a year..." says Lector. "How do we know she's not... dead?"

A/N - And now you know where this is in plot terms. It's cruel, but now you know.

I feel like I'm forgetting something really important...

Eh, I'll figure it out next chapter. OH YEA NOW I REMEMBER!! This down there...

[1] - And vocab word for the week: ✔️

[2] - OUAT, anyone?

[3] - This is all from memory. I don't even know if it's right.

[4] - Snape and Lily, much? (HP)

WE ARE LITERALLY ON THE VERGE OF 2K!! (1.99K)

~Em