It has been a month and three weeks since Kirito has been locked up. I've been dreading, and gathering things. I sighed, looking at the storage unit. I locked everything linking me and my identity in this storage space. No one, and I mean no one has seen this. I took a deep breath, and unlocked the lock with courage. 'Asuna Yuuki', is and always will be apart of me.

I looked at the storage unit. Box upon box, all with the name: Lucy Heartfilia. I sighed, opening a box, looking in it. The box happened to have my scrapbook.

"Deep breath," I opened the scrapbook, flipping to the first page. I saw a picture of me with my friends.

"Hey!" I looked at the man, with furrowed eyebrows.

"What?" I shouted.

"Are you suppose to be here?" He tapped his watch.

"Oh, I apologize, I didn't realize it was that late." I replied, pulling down the storage and locking it, scrapbook still in hand.

I walked home, not opening the scrapbook. I walked in the apartment, and sat on the couch. I've gained ninety dollars. Not one hundred. I cried as I looked through my scrapbooks. My fingers traced over one image. Natsu. I slammed the book shut, hearing a loud knock at the door. I stood up and walked over to the door.

"Lucy," I heard one I opened the door.

"Oh, hey Yuki!" I smiled as she hugged me.

"Lucy, they need you at the station." I nodded, looking confused.

"Don't call me by Lucy when we go in there." I whispered, she nodded. I then saw Sting. He walked up giving me a bone crushing hug. I hugged him back.

"Let's get going." Sting smirked, and we started our walk toward the station. I wondered why I had to be there, especially now. It's one in the morning. We walked through the still busy streets of New York. Hey, they call it the 'The City that NEVER Sleeps' for a reason. We now stood in front of the police station. I walked in, seeing what the commotion was about.

"Turns out you're not the only one with a different Identity sis." Sting slung his arm around his shoulders.

"What do you mean?" I quirked an eyebrow, he and Yukino laughed.

"You know that childhood friend of yours?" He asked, I nodded, wondering what this had to do with Natsu.

"Well, it turns out, Kirito isn't Kirito..." Sting started.

My eyes widened....