Hello everybody! It's been a while since I last posted a story up here. So, I have decided to restart what I have left! I hope you enjoy what I have to offer.
Disclaimer! I do not own Fairy Tail, and that's quite obvious .
ON WITH THE STORY!
Prologue
I groaned as I sat up, my lower back aching from being in one position for too long. I rubbed my closed eyes, trying to rid the grim as I did so. However, there was a problem. My eyes are open; I know they are open… but I can't see anything. All I saw was the look of black. This confused me greatly. Even though I had just awakened from my sleep, I feel drained and thirsty, as if I never had a sip of water in days: another things that confused me highly.
Deciding to test the waters, I stood up or what could be called an attempt to stand. I gritted my teeth as I fell back on my knees. What is going on!? I was starting to worry. Where am I to begin with? I can't see, I can't stand, and the smell in here is horrid!
In my attempts to stand once again, I failed to analyze the situation I was truly in. How did I get here in the first place…? Just the feeling of blood circulating as I thought caused pain. It's as if my mind was trying to remember something crucial, but it just wouldn't come to me. Did I do something wrong? If so, why am I not chained up?
That's when I heard it. I froze immediately. What was that? I looked around frantically, but to no avail. A wind began to pick up around me, causing my matted to tap against my face. I cringed at the smell it carried. The smell of death was overwhelming. The sound came again, ringing out within the area. It was so unnatural… animalistic even.
As my eyes began to adjust to the light, what I saw would scar me for life. Something I thought only existed in movies was slowly approaching me, causing me to press myself against a wall I was unaware of. The skin of this creature was slowly decaying, its eyes shinning a sickening yellow. Its body resembled that of a slouching human, its hands and feet bearing rotting nails and claws. It was snarling at me. It's getting closer. It now stood before me, the smell of death stronger than ever. My eyes began to water as I tried my best to hold in my whimpers. Before I knew it, it lunged at me, bearing its jagged grey teeth.
Lord, help me… I'm going to die…
I hoped you enjoyed it. If you are confused, this is Lucy's point of view. Please let me know if you want me to continue the story ^_^
