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Disclaimer:

I do not own fairy tales, the mentions of the side story of One Hundred Year quest. Hiro Mashima does.

Her heeled feet smacked on the cobalt stone of the main strip of Magnolia. Being twenty-three now. Her hair is longer.

As she walks down the street, the trees rustle, and the sound made more of a beautiful symphony than anything on the planet. As if the trees are the first to say hello and welcomed her home.

The wind softly caresses her face while her hair flows in the direction it's blowing; which is blowing east?

Her hair has turned to the color of sunlight, and the length reaches the back of her calves. While her bangs reach the bottom of her chin.

I've been away from the guild for four years now. I spent the two years of that time on the one-hundred years quest with team Natsu. While we spent the other two with Mavis on Tenryū Island, to learn to control her newfound abilities. What I've received on with the final battle on that hundred quests. when I was in danger.

Though she found Aquarius. That's not what is bothering her. It's how Lucy capture by a celestial dragon slayer and torture. She won't let anyone know. It was why her eyes now covered .

To protect her newcomers so she does not hurt them.

She looking at the night sky she recognizes that it's a new moon tonight. The stars are shining so brightly. She uses them to guide her way to the guild.

Finally looking down, she realizes she has made it back in front of the guild. Her hand hesitates to touch the door. She wonders aloud, "Will they remember me? Or have they have forgotten me?"

As she gathers the courage to push open the door. I hear aloud squeaking noise as it is a cry for oil. The silence causes her to feel lonely it abandons the guild.

She asks Horologium in her mind what time it answers in her mind: "It just turned 3:00 am Miss Lucy when you opened the guild doors."She. nods silently to herself when she realizes everyone must have turned in ages ago.

It gives her hope for the promise of tomorrow to see my nakamas again.

She walks through the empty guildhall, seeing the empty chairs, she is feeling the need to whimper for not seeing her nakamas in them.

As she walks up the stairs timidly. She makes her way to the already filled candle lights in the master's office.

She troubled by the papers Makarov has to sign. She finally wraps her arms on the door frame to get his attention. "I am back master!"