*The characters don't belong to me. They belong to Hiro Mashima.*
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Wendy wasn't the type of person who would disobey orders, but this... was outrageous. A corpse, laying on the floor, scars in its chest. Blood was spilled, a life taken away unfairly. She was so paralyzed that the only choice she had, was to call the police.

"Hello?!" Wendy panicked. "Is this the police?"

"Yes, what's the reason for-" they were cut off.

"I found a dead body on the basement! Please arrive, quick!" She quickly responded.

"Okay Ma'm... calm down. Please tell me more about this." But what was there to tell? That she was home alone?

Wendy hung up. She knew the police won't help or believe a teenager. So, the bluenette hid in her room, phone at hand. Maybe... just maybe she could text Sherria for company, but that'll be no use. Natsu's sanity has lowered, making him a killing machine. At least, she hoped it wasn't him. The murderer.

'Breathe in, breathe out. You can do this'

December 19, 2019

[Natsu... -•-...]

He followed his victim, noting her every move. After all, the knew each other from school, but never interacted. She was a bookworm, a weirdo like (his) Luce. Her usual routine would consist of going to the library, then read and read a book. Natsu read the sign, which meant he was in the right place.

'Not now, kill her later'

Levy kept reading, not noticing anything out of the ordinary. Natsu took us as an opportunity to do a stealth attack, yet a library wasn't the best place.

"Hey,

"Huh? Natsu?" She raised her eyebrows, a puzzled look on her face.

'Lucky she's alone, the easier the job...'

"Oh..." he came up with an excuse. "I was here to check out something. Don't mind me." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Whatever, now, I'll go read."

'Haha, very funny.'

Natsu left, rethinking his options. Imaginary scenarios in his mind.

What if she had company?

What if Levy knew his intentions?

And many other thoughts wandered in his mind. But became more darker and creepier. Time was running out, and he had to follow the script, but you know how he is, he NEVER follows a plan.

7:30 pm

Well, for Natsu Dragneel, he had difficulties with the plan. But he was able to overcome the obstacles, now it was the final act: the attack. The streets weren't as crowded, and the allies were a safe enough space to do his 'art'.

"Another victim..."

"What are you talking about?!? What did I-" she ran out of air, due to the fact the salmonette chocked her.

"For starters, you were just a little burden I had to get rid off to get to my Luce..." he said, his smile wider and wider. Letting go of her throat, Natsu decided to bring his special weapon: a knife.

Levy couldn't do anything, she knew he would win. Her ending was determined, with a slash on her neck. Blood poured out, and Natsu's satisfaction was filled, but it wasn't enough. Anyone that got in his way would have to disappear, or have a worse faith.

This story is not exciting, it contains heavy content for you to handle. If you're not interested or sensitive to this, then I'd suggest you to get off this book and never read it again.

Natsu had his ending. A stab in the back, and he fell down, not knowing the who or what. It was so sudden, he wasn't aware of his surroundings.

'Well, at least I died doing what I needed. Now, it all depends on someone else.'
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*not edited, small mistakes*

Hope you enjoy, bye!