Gajeel P.O.V

Everyone was piled into the backs of dozens of black vans. Murder was in the air and there were hundreds of itchy trigger fingers. Natsu had a crazed grin as he fiddled with something in his bag.

The Don had given him permission to blow open the front door. It made me a little nervous to have him twitching with high explosives in his hands, but I should have known better.

About a block away from Crimes home we abandoned the vans. Snipers made their way to the roofs, swordsmen like myself were rushing through the shadows, followed by the gunmen. My father was beside me with his own stained red katana.

As we approached the gate snipers took out the first set of guards silently. I followed Natsu as he made his way to the door. I kept watch while he set up the explosive. He turned and grabbed me, making a run for it.

We ducked around the stone wall of the gates as the huge explosion went off. There was no longer a door, or really, a front of the manor anymore. Natsu made a crazed laughing sound as he pulled his guns out.

There was a roar as all of Fairy Tail rushed the manor. Caught off guard, dozens fell before they could make any kind of fight. I slashed my way through the bodies, only one thing on my mind. 'Where are the keeping Levy?'

"Kid!" my dad yelled. I saw him running down a dark hall and followed him. This hallway was heavily guarded, so we had to be on the right track. We finally took down all the guards and I had I stop for a moment. My arm throbbed in pain from a large gash that stretches from my wrist to elbow.

I tore my jacket and made a makeshift bandage before continuing down the hall. Then I heard her. A heart piercing scream of pure agony. I kicked down the door that the sound came from and nearly tumbled down a dark set of stairs.

I ran down them, my father on my heels. I nearly ran into a blue haired man, he had a red tattoo over his right eye. I glared at him as I realized who he was. I didn't even slow my run as I ran my sword through him. He made a strange gurgling sound as blood came from his mouth. I ripped my sword out sideways, spilling more blood.

I didn't stop as he fell to the floor. There was a light on at the end of the hall, in a side room. I threw the door open and my heart stopped.

Levy was tied to a chair and she was covered in blood and burns. The smell of melted flesh made me sick. She was shaking and convulsing from the pain and was breathing hard. I ran to her and she flinched when I went to untie her hands. "Hey calm down it's me." I said softly.

A sob escaped her lips."G-Gajeel." "Don't talk." her voice was so weak it nearly broke me. I untied her hands and she slumped forward, nearly falling out of the chair. My throat tightened when I finally notice her own blade piercing her leg to the chair. I went to grab it but my father stopped me.

"If you do that she will bleed out before we can get her upstairs." he knelt beside me. "Levy right?" she nodded a little. "This is going to hurt a lot, alright? Now no matter what you have to stay awake. Understand?" She nodded again.

He removed his belt and tightened it around the top of her leg, above the blade, making a tourniquet. He gripped the handle." Take a deep breath." he told her.

As she did he quickly pulled the blade from her leg. She bit her lip to muffle her scream, causing her lip to bleed. He quickly wrapped it with bandages from his bag. "Lets get out of here." I said.

I gingerly lifted Levy into my arms and ran behind my father. Levys head laid against my chest, her eyes shut tight in pain. Her breathing was quick and uneven as she clutched at my jacket.

There was still gun fire erupting in the higher parts of the manor, but on the main floor our forces had one. They cleared the way as we ran with Levy.

Levy P.O.V

'I'm dead right?' was the first thought in my head when I could finally think. But then I decided, no I'm not. Death is supposed to be calm and comfortable. If that was true then I was very much alive.

Because I felt like shit.

I did a quick once over. My right leg was numb, I couldn't even feel my toes. My side hurt every time I took a breath and my right arm felt like it was on fire. I wanted to drift back to unconsciousness so I wouldn't feel any of this but I knew I should wake up.

My eyes felt heavy as I tired to open my eyes. I groaned, man even my eyes hurt. "Hey." A voice said, scaring the crap out of me. A large hand gently took mine and I smiled a little. I knew this rough calloused hand.

"Hey." my voice was rough and I coughed a little. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "Like shit." I said but I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face.

He chuckled. "Your the only one I know who could smile when they feel like crap." I giggled a little. "So how's the blue haired beauty?" a voice said.

Gajeel groaned a little. "She just woke up." footsteps approached the bed. "Good! It's about time! It's been a crazy week that's for sure."

"Iv been asleep for a week?!" the men chuckled. They sounded almost identical. "Medically induced but yes." I raised an eyebrow. "Was it really that bad?"

They were both silent, Gajeels grip on my hand tightened slightly. "You were in shock so you probably don't remember much. But don't worry about it," the man said as he gently pat my hair.

"Who are you by the way? Your voice sounds familiar." he chuckled. "My name is Metallicana Redfox. But Talli works. I hope my knuckle headed son has been taking care of you." I could hear the smile in his voice.

I smiled at him. "Its nice to meet you, Talli. What are you doing here? I thought you were underground?"

I felt him sit at the foot of my bed. "I was in hiding because of Crime. But now that they have been wiped out, I am here for one purpose. And that's you." I raised an eyebrow.

"Me?" "That's right. Gramps told me about what happened ten years ago, and I agreed that once Crime was taken care of I would come here."

"That still doesn't answer my question." I said. "I thought you were supposed to be smart." I frowned. "I'm a surgeon for the mafia. Not only has my Don asked, but it's my sons girlfriend." I felt my face heat up.

"I'm talking about getting your sight back."