A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first Fan Fiction so critiques are welcome for the sake of becoming a better writer and to keep the characters true to their personalities. With that being said, I did take a personal liberty with Levy's backstory for this story, since there is relatively none in the Manga or Anime; however, I have only recently discovered Fairy Tail, both the Manga and Anime, so there is a chance that I am not giving the characters justice. If that happens to be the case then please do, notify me, though preferably, in a friendly manner. I, obviously, do not own Fairy Tail, but I do hope ya'll enjoy this story nonetheless!
Levy McGarden was a brilliant woman. She was a certified genius and held six advanced degrees. She had finished all six of her degrees by the time she was sixteen. Her upbringing had been unconventional at best. Levy had been the result of a one-night stand between two drunken strangers who barely knew each other's first and last names. Her mother, a drug addict, had over dosed when the blue haired girl was five. The girl called for an ambulance when she could not wake her mother. The woman was dead before help could arrive. The authorities had tracked down and given custody to her father. He beat the girl. When he would come home, if he came home at all, the man would be in a drunken rage. And Levy, well, she was the one who saw the worst that the world had to offer. She was always dirty, hungry, and scared. She spent much of her time in the town's library. She would walk herself from the worst part of town, her home, to a more cared for side. There she would find solace in books, her one escape from the horrors that were her reality.
It was never a surprise when her father would not come home. In fact, it was commonplace. So, after four days of him not coming home, the bruised and battered girl was surprised to open the door to find a man in a uniform. He was as surprised to see the girl. The officer had been assigned to the McGarden murder case. Mendel McGarden had been murdered during a drug deal that had gone south. And the officer had to see if there was any evidence in the man's home or if there were any living relatives that would like to be notified of the man's death. So, when he had traveled farther into the heart of the worst part of the city. The place where evil lurked just amongst the shadows, the place where its residents only came out at night, the officer had figured the man was alone. So, when the door opened and he found a tiny, blue haired girl staring up at him with intelligent, hazel eyes, he was shocked. As he sized the girl up, anger welled up inside of him as he noticed the old bruises that littered her porcelain skin. Maybe, the fates were being kind, maybe they had brought the officer to this home, so the girl could finally be set free for a purpose that surpassed the dingy building and the used needles and broken beer bottles that littered the home.
At seven years old Levy was placed into an orphanage. It was quickly realized but her psychological evaluators that the young girl was different. She had been quickly transferred to another orphanage instead. What that really meant, Levy later learned, was that when a child was unfit to live in a normal orphanage, they were sent to live in one that was equipped to handle the child's individual needs. The evaluator had learned that Levy was a genius child. They had decided that she needed to be in an environment that would help the girl to thrive. And she did.
She had a sunny disposition and was never deterred from learning. Despite her lacking in any formal education she tested on a high school level, due in part, to the knowledge she had learned from the books in the library. They had hired a special tutor for the blue-headed girl and she had finished high school by age eight. Her handlers at the orphanage were weary of allowing the young girl to attend university in the traditional form; so instead, they allowed her to begin her classes with a prestigious university that knew of her talent. The university allowed the girl to attend her classes with a few professors at the town's library. She had received her Ph.D in Philosphy, Languages, Ancient Studies, Science, Alchemy, and Literature by her sixteenth birthday.
Levy had two best friends: Sarusuke and Droy. They arrived at the orphanage, together, about three weeks after Levy. The three quickly bonded. Sarusuke, quickly asked to be renamed to Jet. He had decided that he would be renamed to mark the start of his new life. Sarusuke was the name his parents had given him, and the boy that wore the leg braces and walked with difficulty, had decided that he would be do well with the new life he was given; and to start, he would wipe away anything in his new life that reminded him of his old life. Thus, Jet was born. Droy had a similar issue. He had decided to spend his time working to grow things since he grew up in a withering household. So, the orphanage had allowed the young boy to start his own garden where he took comfort in using his talents to bring life to the world. Levy, she had eyed herself in the mirror of the bathroom. She critically studied her appearance. She held a pair of scissors in her delicate hands. Jet and Droy had both made progress to rid themselves of the horrors that they themselves had witnessed in their own equally as abusive childhoods. She was tired of her long blue hair. She hated it actually. Her mother used to grab the small child by her long, blue locks and drag her around. Unfortunately, when she was sent to live with her father, her hair was his favorite thing to grab onto, too. He would grab the girl by her locks and throw her into her walls or he would simply snatch her up by her hair. She loathed it. So, the seven year old hacked away at her hair as the tears rolled down her sweet face. With each lock of hair that fell away, a portion of the weight on the girl's heart began to fall away too.
Levy had begged for her handlers to let her experience the thrills of a normal life like her peers. She craved to understand the world around her, and for once in her life, she craved, above all, to feel normal. They had not allowed the girl to go to university at sixteen either. They had explained their fears to the girl. They did not want anyone picking on the girl nor did they wish for her to get hurt. So, they had comprised with the girl. They allowed her to take a job working as a waitress in town until she turned eighteen. Then, they would give their blessings for her to have her wish of experiencing a normal life. She understood their reasoning and agreed that they did have a fair point. This way, she could interact with people unlike those she had been exposed to. This way, she could begin to establish herself and understand those around her so that when she did go to university, she could interact with her peers easily.
It was at her new job that she met Lucy Heartfilia. The blonde had started working at the bustling restaurant at the same time Levy had started. The two had been trained together and had bonded over their mutual love of books. Lucy had confided in Levy that she wished to become a writer one day and Levy had confided in the girl that one day she wished to understand what it was like to feel normal. And as the two girls' bond deepened their secrets began to pile up as the other became a trusted confidant.
When the two girls turned eighteen, Lucy had told Levy that she planned on attending Mongolia University, for they had the best writing program there. She had then asked the petite bluenette to be her roommate. Levy had excitedly agreed. During the month of August Levy found herself bouncing to her first university class of the semester. She was radiating energy as she took in the beautiful campus. She had happily signed up for morning classes as she preferred to have her afternoons free for her friends, studies, and job. Jet and Droy trudged beside the perky girl as they wished with all their beings that they were not freshmen and did not have to take the early morning general credit classes. Their best friend had not yet decided what other degree she would go for, so she had signed up for classes that sounded interesting. They were also a tad jealous that the girl had already read all of her textbooks, supplemental materials, and extra credit books before they even moved to the campus. Yes, Levy McGarden's main purpose for being on campus was to finally experience life like a girl her age would. They waved good bye to the bluenette as she skipped into her first class, The History of Weapons, as they headed onwards to their own.
Levy picked a seat where she could study her classmates, but still could be involved with everyone. She was beaming despite the butterflies that fluttered around in her stomach. Yes, today would be a wonderful day, and she knew that her life was going to begin changing in big ways and she could not wait. She wondered if Lucy would be awake now to get ready for her first class that started next hour. Lucy had said that she would not need Levy to wake her, but Levy knew that Lucy had spent a good portion of the night writing and combined with the fact that Lucy Heartfilia was not a morning person made Levy wonder if Lucy would actually make it to syllabus day. Her attention was brought back to her surroundings as a man that was well over six feet tall strode into the room.
The blue headed female choked as the room seemed to close around her. Her eyes widened in surprise as her heart began to thump even harder than before. The man had studded piercings lining his face and arms. A simple black tee shirt was thrown on, though it did little to hide his well muscled body. His ruby eyes flicked over to the petite woman before he turned to take a seat across and slightly in front of her. The seat groaned under his weight as she could view his wild mane of long, black hair. Levy tried to calm her breathing as she closed her eyes tightly. She tried to concentre as she muttered words that sounded like gibberish to those around her, under her breath. Her eyes opened lacking the same sparkle that they had before. She slumped slightly in her seat as she sighed. She felt drained already and class had not even began. Great.