As the clock ticked excruciatingly slow, Lisanna lay on the edge of the bed, Wendy laying behind her with Carla snuggled up on a smaller, extra pillow. The dark froze her, and she urged the desk clerk to lend her a night light, lying by saying it was Wendy who had been afraid of the nightly shadows.

She couldn't get it out of her mind. They were embedded and replaying like a movie lacrima. The woman couldn't find even the slightest wink of sleep. It's like sleep eluded her altogether. Refusing to let her mind rest and dream.

"Lisanna?" Wendy's tired mumble escapes into the empty air.

"Hm?" She plays it off, rolling over to face the blue-haired girl, immediately to be pierced with dark brown orbs that shone lightly in the slivers of moonlight that shot through the thin curtains.

"Are you okay?"

Lisanna ruffled Wendy's hair with a soft smile, "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because your heart is beating very fast."

Lisanna frowned before rising into a sitting position, Wendy following suit.

"I'm...I'm just excited about my wedding!" Lisanna manages out with a giggle.

"I can tell your lying, Lisanna." Wendy blinks at the older female behind knitted eyebrows.

Lisanna sighed in defeat. She couldn't lie to the girl. Wendy literally could hear her terror and smell the sweat of fear trickling down her back.

"I...I'm not sure..." Lisanna admitted slowly, slipping from the bed and rummaging her hands through her hair. "I have so many things on my mind...it's got me really stressing and...I don't know what to do!"

Wendy climbed off the bed, "Lisanna? What's wrong?"

Her friend was acting very strange. She knew something was very wrong. Wendy wanted to help, even with her mind hazy from sleep, she'd help no matter what. It is what she does, after all.

"I-I don't think I should be telling you..." Lisanna is hesitant. "I'm sorry that I woke you. If the others wake up, please tell them, I went for an early morning walk."

"It's only, " Wendy glanced at the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand, reading the time quickly, and then snapping her head back toward Lisanna, gaping. "Three AM!"

"Wendy child, what on earth are you doing awake? Is everything alright?" Carla's motherly voice yawned out.

"Sorry, Carla..." Wendy said, retreating back to the bed. "Lisanna was having nightmares and I offered to walk with her to get some tea to help her relax."

Lisanna blinked in surprise as Wendy lied to her most trustworthy companion.

"Nightmares? May I ask what kind of nightmares? Perhaps talking about your dreams would help, " Carla was fully awake now. The white exceed sat atop her pillow-bed.

"I'm okay now, don't worry about me!" Lisanna bit a little too harshly by accident. Her sudden burst shocked even her. She didn't know why she was taking her surge of emotions out on Wendy and Carla. They didn't do anything to her.

Both the girl and exceed looked at her with shocked eyes.

"I...I'm sorry...I'm not doing so hot..." Lisanna admitted, slumping her shoulders. "I was just going to clear my head. I...I didn't want to worry anyone about it...but I saw something...I thought that maybe if I talked to Erza about it, she'd help ease my conscious...but I'm really scared!" Lisanna sniffled, breaking down quickly.

Wendy and Carla glanced at each other as the white-haired woman squeaked out small sobs, her body raking with each sob.

"I just need some(hic)one who can help me(hic)!" Lisanna cries softly, planting her face into her hands.

Carla nudged Wendy with her paw, "Go get Erza, but don't wake the boys."

"Right", Wendy nodded, looking at Lisanna before leaving their hotel room to get Erza.

Carla looked back at Lisanna, soft and tired eyes staring at the quivering frame of her. The small cat hobbled over the disheveled blankets to the woman.

"I'm sure whatever is bothering you, we can work it out--" Carla touched Lisanna's bicep. Before she could react, her body -- it was like being hit by lightning. Hot and bothering.

Carla's mind is flooded with moving images. Voices echo loudly within her, bodies struggle around her in shadows, creeping, running. She sees many familiar faces, including Fairy Tail. There were faces she did not recognize. Magic circles and spells cast, summons. Strange people in weird robes. It was a battle and Carla didn't know why she was seeing it, but it terrified her when these hellish pairs of glowing red glowing eyes stared directly through her soul.

Suddenly, she's in a dirty cell. Newborn cries seep into her ears. There were two blank shadows standing over a woman, who was chained to the wall behind her, clutching the said newborn. It wiggles in its deliver's arms, only wanting the warmth of its mother.

"We must leave now." Their voices are unkind and cold.

The figures turn, brushing aside the tired mother as she lay helpless on the floor. They walk toward the cell doors.

"NO! PLEASE! DON'T TAKE MY BABY!"

Carla gasps, retracting her limb to her body. Was that...Lucy? Her mind still hazed from the incredible vision, Carla stands still. The exceed stares wide-eyed (terrified) at Lisanna, her small cat body shaking with uncertainty. Gulping whatever saliva she may have Carla stepped away from Lisanna. She pondered deeply as to why she would see Lucy through Lisanna.

Suddenly, the door creaks open.

"Lisanna? Are you alright?" Erza's voice immediately came about within the quiet room. "Lisanna, please, I cannot help you if you aren't communicating with me." She narrows her eyes at the said woman, who still has her hands covering her eyes.

She and Wendy enter the room, the door shutting not so quietly behind them. The reequip mage approaches Lisanna slowly at first before placing a comforting hand onto her shoulder. After receiving no answer, she looks questioningly at Carla, who still adopts the expression of shaken fright.

"Carla? What's wrong?" Wendy asks, going over to her faithful companion.

"I...I'm afraid she's not alright."

"What?" Both functional mages say in harmony.

"I had a vision...and it is horrible to bestow."

"What is it? What'd you see, Carla?" Wendy asked, taking her Exceed within her arms.

"I...I saw us battling against a great evil..." Carla's ears flattened against her head. "And I saw Lucy."

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Doctors and nurses make late-night rounds, or you could say early morning rounds. Checking on the patients, making sure everything is in order. You know, everyday hospital stuff. It was nice and quiet and slow, well, for normal hospital hours, it was.

A nurse passes around a corner, just missing an invisible figure with the cart she was wheeling before her. She paid no mind to the eerie feeling she felt. Hospitals always gave her the willies, and she was very superstitious, so she believed the spirits of the recently passed were still wandering the halls they breathed their last.

They watch the nurse walk down the near dimly lit hallway before pausing, turning into one of the further rooms. It was very tiresome waiting the hours out, for the nurses to decrease in numbers before they could strike.

"Are we gonna do it or what?" A hushed growl rings out.

"Sh!" A quickly shush scolding came after.

Suddenly, three people faded into the hallway. It sounds unbelievable, but it happened. Like a magic hologram. Grimm dispersed his Lunar Cloak.

"Follow me, and stay quiet." She ordered with her hushed tone. Ivory glanced around before casually sauntering down the hallway.

Taft mimicked Ivory's words with a sneer and childish lip-sync.

Grimm grunted, nudging Taft in the ribs with his elbow. Taft only rolled his eyes. He thought Grimm was such a puppy, following Ivory's every command without much complaint. She was so damned annoying and so goody-two-shoes! She was a blunt bitch, and that's exactly what he hated about her.

They follow the lavender-haired woman down one long hallway, turned two corners, and went up a flight of stairs. The hallways were clear, empty even.

"Do you even know where we're going?" Taft comments doubtfully.

"Of course I do, " Ivory says bittersweetly."Do you?"

"Why would I want to know where the hag sends us?" Taft murmurs under his breath sarcastically.

"She's here."

"What?"

"In the room at the end of the hallway, on the left." Ivory replied, gesturing a hand to the corridor on the right.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

"For you to get married, but unfortunately for you, that's not happening any time soon." Ivory smirked.

Taft gritted his teeth angrily. If he weren't so afraid of Evanora, he'd had killed her offspring by now.

"Stay calm, Taft. We need to finish what we came for."

Hurrying down the hall, Ivory slips into the darkly lit room, eyeing the bed. There she was. The Heartfilia girl. She was taped up with IV tubes and an arm splint and sling. Her face was littered with bruises and her lip was split. She truly looked hideous right now. The dragon truly handled her roughly. Her injuries don't seem to be life-threatening, though, which is a very good sign.

"Keep watch, I'll begin the spell, " Ivory nodded at Grimm and Taft, who face the doorway in reluctance.

Ivory approached the bedside, outstretching her hand, hovering it just centimeters above the woman's body, about to conjure a magic circle.

A loud gasp sounds out from across the room, just opposite of the bed. A white-haired woman stared wide-eyed at Ivory, her jaw agape.

"Who are you?!" She says, quickly whipping a golden Zodiac key, it illuminating brightly.

Suddenly, the woman is caught off guard by Taft. She is held from behind by Taft. With one hand, he presses an athame to her neck, and with his other hand, he disarms her, causing the key to tumble to the tiled floor and squeezes her to his body tightly.

"You're not gonna going to call for help, Doll. We're only here for the Heartfilia girl, " Taft smirks wickedly, sliding the tip of the blade up to the woman's cheekbone. "But, summon any of those spirit things, and I'll decapitate you before you can scream for help." He looks at Ivory, briefly nodding at her for her to continue the spell.

Ivory resumes her hover, conjuring an ominously lit velvet red magic circle which emitted black illuminance. And with this light, she dug from her breasts the vial her mother gave her, emptying the tiny scroll from inside, she unravels the small parchment. Her eyes change, hardening as she reads the spell, tightening her lips unnervingly.

She chants the parchment:

"Ancient scrolls of Venus,

I weave your magic as my own

Give me the power to rewrite this life's fate

Excresco!"

As if the goddess herself is being summoned, the ground shakes. The bed rattles. The dressers and medical pieces of equipment. And from this intense quaking, patients from other rooms are awakened. Their panicked screams fill the floor rather loudly.

The Heartfilia woman stirs awake, groaning, and grunting in pain and awareness. She looked around, hazed from the magic circle. And as she before could grasp her surroundings or the danger she was in, she suddenly screams. She screams this painful, blood-curly, ear-shredding scream.

"Lucy!" The woman held by Taft yells, suddenly freeing an arm, trying to wiggle herself away from her captor.

"I said shut up!" Taft relocks his arm around her, practically choking her.

Lucy is held down on the bed by the magical force. It was like being sat on by a giant monster. Her stomach churned and ached badly like she ate something bad and was having terrible cramps. Something was spinning, growing, unraveling. Her eyes widen in fear.

As if in slow motion, Lucy's abdomen becomes very swollen, only growing bigger and bigger until it is the size of a small watermelon. Lucy clenched the sheets with her fists, her knuckles turning white as she continued to scream with discomfort and pain.

And before anyone could do anything, an intense heat engulfed the hospital room. It was hot, the bedpost caught aflame and the wallpapers on the walls caught fire as well.

"What the hell?!" Grimm exclaimed, backing away from the growing fire, shielding himself with his arms.

Taft, in shock, accidentally releases his prisoner, who quickly lunges for her fallen key.

"Open! Gate of the Scale! Libra!" A golden flash barely over shines the great heat.

The spirit didn't need any commands, she acted quickly, using her gravitational pull to send the three enemies flying out of the windowed wall, taking the side of the building with them.

"Lucy!" Yukino yelled again. She herself was engulfed into brilliant, golden flames that licked and added greatly to fire.

It was then, did the ceiling collapse from the fire-eating at the beams. Shocks of electrical wires spray out, causing more flames to erupt. Yukino screamed, suddenly being tackled out of the broken hole of the building, but Lucy was still in there.

"LUCY NO!"