Chapter 1: The Sun
The world holds sadness and fear contained in the hearts us who dwell the world itself. Yet there is an ever shining, bright light that shines through the cold and darkest hearts of all…
Juvia's POV
As the sun began to set, I felt tears brimming in my eyes, as a nervous feeling entered my stomach. Watching the darkness filling the sky as a huge storm began to brew, a cold rush passed through my shaking, unnervingly pale body. "Help me…" a soft yet chilling voice whispered breathing towards my ear. I immediately turned around to find nothing but the sparkling view of the city lights. Rushing, I ran down the stairs hoping that it wouldn't catch me. Let's just say that there are thing you can't see with the turn of the blind eye.
Finally, I arrived to my apartment hurriedly slamming and locking the doors. "Dear Kami-sama, please help Juvia." However, my prayer weren't answered (again), as deformed face approached me from the corner of my tinted blue room. Its eyes were hollowed out, plain black, while translucent blood dripped from it. Its smile was stitched on its bald white face.
Closing my eyes, I hollered, "What do you want from Juvia?"
Live with fear, die with fear.
Silence filled the room, as she felt the threatening aura disappear. Blinking one eye open, the terrifying ghost formed into an old lady's face, who had a kind wrinkly smile. She softly said with a tear, "Please help me…"
Normal POV
"Sir, so you're saying that your dead wife wants you to keep this house, if I'm hearing this correctly," a very handsome, yet cynical man named Gray Fullbuster replied skeptically in a cold tone.
"Yes, and it's her living blue rose that gives me the sign not to", the said man replying convincingly in an almost pleading tone. Vicious as he is, Gray just smirks in a rather, sadistic way. He then chuckled as if the whole entirety of this man was just another sick joke.
"As if this theory of yours is believable, Gray answered back. "Don't try to fool me with your silly belief, this lot was mine, and will be mine." He then went to the blue rose held in glass by the windowsill.
"Do you really think, that someone, like me, would believe in those vacuous stories of yours? If this rose makes a single sign that proves me wrong, I shall leave this house alone. However, if it were the opposite, then this lot is mine."
Caressing the rose in a spiritless manner, he question the gleaming plant in a rather mocking and disinterested way. " Would you, or would you not like to keep this lot?" The rose remained still. He then chuckled once again, giving the old man his arrogant look.
"Safe to say that this lot is mine, sir." As if he hadn't already broken the man down, he grabbed a nearby scissor.
"May you rest in peace," he whispered sarcastically, and snipped off the blue rose. He eyed the man with a cold, yet devilish glare. He will rue this day, the man had thought. Gray stood up and headed out to leave.
Standing outside he said, "Oh lightning, hit me with all the pain in the world to prove me wrong." He pretended to look confused for a moment before his face returned to it's arrogant form.
"Oh, well this means I've been right all along."
The man then rushed and grabbed the broken blue rose as tears began to form in his eyes. "What you can't see, is what you will get, you hear me!"
"Tch," was the answer he got when Gray entered the car and sped off in that stormy night. Unbeknownst to him, in his cold dark world he will meet the sun that he had been ignoring for so long. And that fate had not decided for the lightning to hit him, for fate new that there were more painful things to come.
This is just the intro so the next chapter would be way longer than this!
Constructive criticism is appreciated but remember that words are very dangerous things to put out.
Next chapter: The Fateful Storm
"Gray-sama, don't leave Juvia!"
"Don't embarrass me in front of my secretary!"