A/n: I know this took ages for me to remake this, I just kept forgetting about it ahaha! So I remade this story [and deleted the old one] because I thought it might be easier this way, with the slower build it up rather than her breaking down and going psycho in, like, the first chapter :')
I do not own the characters, they belong to their creator and our beloved saviouir: Hiro Mashima. Also the characters will be OOC [but I'll try and keep them in character!] due to the Au itself, after all it's a lot darker and probably will be slightly twisted compared to our beloved Fair Tail. Nevertheless, please enjoy!
Chapter One:
The Man in the Dream.
It had been almost a year since Lucy was discharged from the hospital in Crocus. Having been told she had temporary amnesia, they allowed her to go after her results had came back normal. They had told her that her memories would return over time, and that she may have to wait a few months before she would start remembering.
It had been almost a year now. She had yet to remember anything. However, instead of being worried about it, or even looking into finding about her past, she had decided to get a job. So here she was. Outside her and her friends office in the police station.
"Ohayo, Lu-chan!" A short woman with blue hair smiled and waved towards the blonde.
"Ohayo, Levy-chan! Any luck with the new case?" Lucy smiled back to the girl. One thing Lucy did know what that Levy was somewhat familiar to her. The first moment they had met, Levy already knew her name and seemed overly excited to see her, when Lucy asked how she had simply looked confused. That was when Lucy told her about her amnesia, and so Levy replied with 'Oh! Are you okay? And we went to high school and college together..'. Lucy had instantly believed her as what she had said seemed to ring a bell. However, Lucy knew there was more to that story, so whenever she asked about the past, Levy would immediately act suspicious before she eventually gave her a guilty smile and admitted they didn't talk much back then as they hung around different people and whatnot. That, on the other hand, didn't seem right to the bubbly blonde. After all, Levy seemed to know an awful lot about her.
"Not as of yet. We're not even sure if this is the same gang. In fact" Levy looked around the station before leaning in to me "There's rumours that this could be the work of a mafia, and not even some low ranking one either, but the powerful and notorious Fairy Tail". Lucy furrowed her brows and bit on her bottom lip. Fairy Tail? Why does that seem...familiar. Lucy couldn't help but to test the name a few times before turning back to her fun-sized friend.
"Fairy...Tail...wh.." Lucy gave a sheepish little smile before scratching at hyer cheek. "Should...I know of them? Like...who they are and stuff?" Lucy watched in utter confusion as Levy's expressions changed. First it was a somewhat sad and painful look, to disbelief, then it was worry, then confusion, then she just relaxed and gave a nervous giggle.
"Jeesh, Lu-chan, how much did you forget?"
"You mean my memory? Ano.." Lucy looked down at her hands before muttering "I can only remember up until I was...about fifteen? I'm not sure...some of the memories are blurred or feel like they're incomplete…"
"Oh..Lu-chan...I'm so sorry" Levy frowned before placing a comforting hand on her best friends arm. "Anyway, I'll probably go over the details about that later...maybe lunch at my place? After all, it's not safe to speak about them in public" Looking around again the bluenette seemed to relax a bit "I know more than I should, being the daughter of the chief of police and all...just don't let anyone know, this stuff is super confidential, okay?" Levy leaned in to whisper into the curvaceous blonde's ear before pulling back. "Anyway, meet at mine around 8-"
"Actually...I was hoping you'd be able to come to mine...I only came in to find you since I can type up my report at home since it's from a private investigation. You see, I sort of needed your knowledge as I found something strange while I was on the case" Lucy looked around this time before leaning in to Levy "I think it has something to do with the case you're on. I believe you may be right, about this not being a gang and it being something...more powerful, like a mafia". Lucy watched curiously as she watched Levy. Recently the bluenette had been acting strange. Stranger than normal. She disappeared randomly during her shifts -according to other officers. She also appeared during the most...convenient of times, as if she knew when Lucy needed her, or to take her on a case, that somehow had something to do with her past. And example of which was when it was a case involving a female named Karen Lilica, a woman who Lucy had known in the past. She was an abusive woman, and the mother of Lucy's childhood friend, Loke -or Leo for short since he used to remind her of a strong Lion and could easily be described as a leader type of person- If that wasn't strange enough, when Levy had ran off and Lucy had followed her, she hadn't found her petite friend, but instead, a really creepy note that lay on the pavement. It was covered in blood, the lettering was familiar and messy. Lucy never did give that piece of evidence in. Instead she held onto the letter that held a little...message for her. Whoever had left it, obviously knew her. Enough to know her full name. Enough to know who she was. To know about her past. How they did was beyond the blonde. She never saw anyone leave the message.
Since that moment it seemed she continued to find more and more of these. To the point where she had even came home a few times to find them sitting on her coffee table. Whenever she questioned Levy about her past, it always lead to the same situation; Levy denying she knew anything about any problems Lucy may have had. Any connection to anyone that she may have ran away from. The bluenette often changed the subject. At least she did, Up until recently when she denied that they were actually friends in the past. Being a detective, this obviously didn't sit right with the taller woman. After all, how can someone, who had apparently only spoken to you twice, know your favourite drink, food, book, song and...well...the list can go on. The fact was that this...stranger who only ever saw the blonde around college, knew an awful lot about her, more than what Lucy would usually be comfortable with, if it wasn't for some weird feeling of familiarity towards the bluenette; another hint that Levy was hiding something from the blonde. Something that may be valuable and important.
Instead of acting differently towards the slender girl, Lucy continued to act as though she hadn't noticed anything strange, while keeping a close eye on her. It wasn't that she didn't trust her friend, far from it, but it was more that she was curious as to why her friend was hiding some pretty useful information from her.
And one way or another. Lucy Heartfilia will get a hold of that information. Even if it meant following her best friend when she sneaks off and starts acting shady. After all. If Levy McGarden wasn't going to share her information, then Lucy will get it out of her. Somehow.
As Lucy mulled this over inside her mind she also thought of another interesting detail Levy had mentioned. She was looking into Fairy Tail, a mafia. A powerful Mafia. Which meant that the chief's information would be limited. Meaning Levy would love to get her hands on some extra information. So...if Lucy was to happen to get some extra information...Levy would be prepared to make a deal. Lucy watched halfheartedly as Levy told her to be ready and prepare some food for 7 as she'll be around then. Waving goodbye, the blonde turned to head back home, hands shoved into her pockets and she thought over what she could do.
She could follow Levy. Try and find out something about her past. But Levy was too smart to slip up like that, and she was good -real good- at being able to get away without being seen. Not to mention she's brilliant at mind games. Lucy would end up losing information that way. However, with some 'top secret' information on this Fairy Tail mafia...she might just be able to bribe her. Lucy frowned and chewed on the inside of her cheek. One major problem. Lucy would have to go looking for this lethal group. It was dangerous. In order to even attempt to figure out where and how she could possibly get this information, she'd really need to get Levy to tell her what she knew, which thankfully, won't be hard since that's exactly what she wants to do tonight. Something about this felt off, but Lucy just flipped it off in hope that her friend really did just want Lucy to know just who the group were. Rather than trying to pique the blonde's interest in hopes that she'll go digging around. Lucy quickly shoved that thought away. Levy wouldn't do that to her.
Lucy brought her hand up to her lips before hooking her thumb nail under her top front teeth and nervously biting down softly. Did she really want to take such a huge risk? But what if she never actually regained her memories? This could be her only way of getting them back. Levy was a hard woman to bargain with. Almost worse than half the gangsters in this town, and Magnolia was a town ruled by the underworld, the gangsters around here won't even trade a mouldy slice of bread unless it was with some real fucking valuable information. Lucy groaned to herself, slowing down as she reached her apartment. Looking up at the door in front of her, she dug her keys out and shoved them into the lock, cursing under her breath as they jammed.
"Stupid fucking shitty door" she mumbled as she finally slammed the door open. Closing it behind her she threw her keys into the bowl on the coffee table before shrugging off her leather bikers jacket and gloves. She groaned as she stretched out and heaved out a sigh. She glanced up at the clock as she walked towards her study room. I still have three hours until Levy comes around. With that she reached down to her shoe, pulling out a key from a compartment in the heel of her shiny leather Demonia high heeled boots [A/n: originally I put the make in but decided the easiest way to explain the is Taylor Momsen boots or the woman from Underworld, and yes, sorry guys but Lucy will be slightly into her badass leather boots, jackets and biker gloves ;D]. Grabbing the handle of the door she continued to unlock it before pushing her way in. She sighed and leaned against the door as she closed it quietly before making her way through the study. She moved over towards her desk before looking through her drawers. Pulling out the middle one she removed the twin pistols she kept in there before opening up the small compartment hidden at the bottom and taking out a small plain box. Opening it up she stared down at the photograph stapled to her most recent letter.
Lucy stood there next to a raven-haired guy who wasn't much taller than her. On the other side of the male stood a crimson haired female. The intimidating eyes of said female looked disinterestedly towards the camera. A katana held tightly in her clenched hand, the handle decorated in what looked like pink cherry-blossom petals and golden fairies.. All three of them were in there teenage years. So Lucy guessed it wasn't too long ago since she was only twenty and only managed to get this damn job because they had an opening and she had the qualifications and training. Honestly, it was mainly Levy that got her the job. Levy was the same age as the blonde, and since they were both equal in intellect, Chief McGarden had allowed Lucy onto the force. But only as an investigative journalist. She gets to go out to crimes and write up on what she found and whatnot, nothing to major. Though they didn't allow her onto the field. Yet. Anyway, Lucy figured she was around 17 or 18 within the photo. Though, that wasn't what caught her attention. What caught her eye was that she stood there. Holding her twin guns, that were previously her mother's -and now sat on the desk next to the box holding this photo- with blood covering not only her, but the two teens with her. What's worse was that she was grinning. The manic-crazed, bloodthirsty look in her own eyes knocked her sick. There was no way she could harm someone. There was no way she could kill someone. Yet there she was. Blood on her clothes and smothered over her face, the look of lust and in her eyes as if she had actually enjoyed it. She wished so much that this photo wasn't real. That it was a fake. But something told her it hadn't been photo-shopped. That this had actually happened. She closed her eyes and swallowed before placing the lid back onto the box and shoving it back into the compartment. She knew she'd have to look at it again later. Just not yet though. For now she'll leave it and figure a way to get some information to trade with Levy. She needed to know what her past was like, even if, deep down, she didn't want to know. After all, they do say that what you don't know, won't harm you.
"Ignorance is bliss, isn't it, Luce?" the deep, husky voice from her dream last night rang out inside her head once more. She bit down on her bottom lip, hard. Hard enough to draw blood as she slammed her eyes tightly shut. It can't be a coincidence that I had that dream. That that man said that, only to wake up with this photo and letter as a gift on my fridge. Especially when the letter held that exact message.