Chapter 1: The Daughter of a Sinner
Brand Zess, the carved seal carried by the clan of sinners. Among those, there is only one who carries a red seal,
—The Bloody Cross—
She is the one loved by the Demon Queen, her magical power surpasses the rest, distant and ruthless.
Her eyes are like blades and her hair shines like a golden sun.
Her shape and form is frightening, and yet so beautiful.
HER NAME IS—
Hargeon Town is large port town in the southern part of Fiore, near Magnolia Town. It was a lively town. A girl stepped out the door of the only magic store in the port town, with a silver key, that belonged to the Celestial Spirit Nikora.
She was dressed in a long, black coat. Under the coat she wears a black zip-up hoodie/vest with two zippers. On her left wrist she has a red wristband held in place with a small brown belt. A pair of black pants held up by a belt with a rose buckle. She also wears black boots that go halfway up her shins.
She wears two rings on her left hand: one on her index finger that has the emblem of cross on its face and another on her ring finger which bears a rose design, identical to the designs on her belt buckle, coat clasp, and coat buttons. Her golden blonde hair and eyes hidden by the hood of her vest.
Pulling at the brim of her hood a young girl walked the streets of a lively town. Careful to keep as much distance from herself and the crowd of people assembled as possible, a frown played at her lips.
piercing silver eyes narrowed swiftly darting to the right noticing a stray lock of blonde that had come undone from it's braid. A sigh of resignation escaped thin pink lips, as not for the first time today her annoyance with her hair becoming evident.
On a normal occasion, the blonde would simply cut the uneven main of hair back behind her ears. As is, the blonde quality of her golden hair was far too recognizable, only serving to stand in the way. Lately however, a sense of compliance had taken hold. Allowing her hair the chance to grow past her chin the pesky foliage had even reached the broadness of her shoulders.
She had hardly given her self-grooming a second thought being as there were far more distinguishable features than her hair to worry about.
She had told herself that it was nothing more than a simple act of neglect, not caring how she looked. Even though her human blood runs through her veins, her beauty is still outer worldly. Lucy knew it was because someone had noticed her. They had complimented her a divine beau. It was always a common occurrence that she get compliments from both men and women.
She shook off that thought. Not bothering to spend the time to redo her hair the offending locks of gold simply tucked neatly back, resting comfortable on her ear.
The electricity of the crowd was obvious, people happily chatting about, throwing around words of 'Salamander' and 'Fairy Tail'. Even on the outskirts of a thinly populated city, tales of the infamous Fairy Tail Mage burned hot. A man so powerful he was impervious to the very elements itself. The rumors pointed that he could even consume fire.
Part of her wandered how much truth there was to the man behind the myth. Having recently become a rather 'hot' topic it wasn't inconceivable that the man known as Salamander was a huge embellishment being nothing more than an average Mage. Even to her ears the stories concerning him seemed ludicrous.
"The boy who eats fire." She murmured.
Clutching tightly at her sole copy of this month's edition of 'Sorcerer weekly' a sense of determination settled over her. She had come a long way; it would be a waste to back out now.
Lucy's slow pace never changing, her small stride drove her forward into the mass of bodies. With a hastened quickness about her, she waved back and forth, in and out of traffic.
The nimble girl was barely noticed gliding gracefully through the crowd, just another body in the sea of excited onlookers.
There were very few instances when actual gratitude could be expressed to her unnatural abilities. At this moment, silently slipping unnoticed like a ghost through masses could be counted as one of those times.
For a very long time she had been like this.
Her body's inhuman attributes pushing the limits that no human possesses.
Increased speed, heightened senses, psychical strength surpassing even the mightiest of Mages. It was all thanks to the Demon blood that she inherited from her father.
From what she could tell in a human's view, Magic was in her nature, but Lucy (she recently had started calling herself that, as a warning from her father. who specifically told her to never give her real name to anyone) wasn't technically a Magician or fully human. Sure she may had as a child, performed a magic earlier then humans do and that her magic can almost completely destroyed a gigantic mountain. So in general, Lucy knows that her magical powers surpasses human mages.
Her magic is immense, it continues to grow the older she gets.
Magic just came to her naturally considering who her father and mother were. It was there, all around her, she could feel it. The force within her takin any Magic she learned from the years of traveling. The energy within, that resonates in both her demon and human blood, she corrected mentally.
Long ago, in a time nearly forgotten to her now, she had loved Magic. Seeing the wondrous things Mages could do, a younger version of herself had dreamed of becoming one of them. Joining a guild to one day become a powerful even respected Wizard was what she truly desired.
She had all but given up on that dream now. The death of her father and mother, as well as the accursed seal on her arm proves of her clan's sin. Also the connection to HER. After she escaped Hell and searched for her mother's celestial keys, Lucy kept to herself. Her one big fear, is that if she joined a guild, they would be in danger because of her.
As she found out that people of Fiore believes that demons no longer existed, well don't count Zeref's demons. In Hell, the Demons of Zeref are weak and are a great insult to many pure demons of Hell.
So in general many people and Mages have mistaken her as being a Celestial Mage. It's of course thanks to the golden keys hanging around her belt, they hold a testament to their conviction.
Reaching the center of the commotion Lucy could practically hear every women hearts hammering in their chest. Pushing through the last bit of resistance standing in her path there was an odor assaulting her senses. Her nose scrunched up in barely hidden disgust, eyebrows knitting together in mild irritation.
Standing in the center of a massive circle of people, a dark haired man wearing an extravagant cape was throwing pink fire from his fingertips, playing up to the people's amusement. A collection of 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs' sounded through the people around her as the flames danced to the man's will.
Watching the flames flow through the air, Lucy looked on with disinterest. The gentle sway of fire was giving her a nauseating feeling. The slight heat licking across her features almost made her magic almost lash out.
"Marvelous isn't?"
Being caught off guard it took a great deal of self-control to physically restrain herself from acting out against the low voice in her ear. Glancing over, the fire Mage was standing before her, a strange glint dancing behind his eyes.
The foul odor she had sensed before was now twice as strong with his close proximity. The stinging of her nostrils actually painful to a startling degree. As if being hit by a truck Lucy was floured with an unfamiliar sensation.
Her eyes narrowed, her mouth forming a thin line.
With a sudden start she realized what was happening. No sooner had she figured it out the feeling assaulting her body stopped. Her eyes whipped open, body going rigid in righteous fury as she turned to face the wizard.
"A love charm?"
Surprise filtered across the man's face before he schooled his features back into a convincing smirk.
"Ah, so you are a Wizard as well? That is unexpected."
Coming closer his hand glossed over her jacket stopping just at the hood. Tugging at her hood his smirk turned full blown smile as he released one of her blonde locks from their prison.
Lucy of course did one thing Aquarius told her to do if a man touched her without her consent, she slapped his hand away. The crowd grew silent, the charmed females heads snapped at her direction. Their eyes glaring daggers at her back.
The man was surprised by her action but then his eyes raked over her body till it reached her hands loosely holding the magazine.
"So you're interested in Fairy Tail is it?" He asked her, changing his tactics.
"Well you're in luck. Considering your talking to the very famous Salamander,"
Her eyes narrowed. "Is that so? Are you propositioning me Salamander?"
"Oh heavens no." He gushed laughing lightly. "It's simply a treat to meet such an… aspiring young wizard."
"Is that what the love charm is for then? To meet young wizards?"
He waved off her question with an ease that wasn't convincing her in the slightest. "We have to weed out the unworthy somehow don't we?"
She didn't answer. Her annoyance already starting to build. She had come so far for this? This man was nothing but a fraud. A criminal at that, if her suspensions were correct.
Seeing her turn away the fire Mage tried one last time stepping in front of her before she could walk off.
"You are a Celestial Wizard I take it? Not many of them going around. I could get you into Fairy Tail if that is what you desire?" He asked her this time taking a new approach, his last bid.
"You want me to join Fairy Tail?" She asked slowly.
His eyes lit up at her curiosity. "Oh yes." He purred, urging her to take the bait.
"My ship is just off the coast waiting at the docks. We are preparing for a voyage back to Magnolia as we speak. Back to Fairy Tail."
"Are you offering me a ride on your…boat?" She asked. Her voice soft and alluring and of course The 'Salamander' took it as sultry one.
"Yes. I am." He spoke clearly, all pretenses gone. "Come by later tonight, we leave at sun rise."
And with that, he left. Turning back to his adoring fans the man was as cheerful as ever.
"Oh don't worry." She mumbled pulling her hood back. "I'll be there."
Behind the hidden darkness of her hood no one noticed the piercing silver eyes of the blonde shift to a crimson red.
Walking away and trying to keep her magic in check before it lashes out, Lucy didn't notice that she walked passed the true salamander.
A pink haired teen who was bulldozing his way through the crowded street clutching at his oversized bag.
"Come on Happy!" He urged.
Glancing over his shoulder, a blue cat was floating just behind him. Turning back to the growing crowd Natsu blasted through the lines of people with a happy shout.
"Igneel it's me! Oh, Who the hell are you?"
Standing before him was a wizard dressed with spiky hair, a weird cape and spouting out pink fire that smelled odd to the Dragon Slayer.
"W-what?" The man questioned. His stance stiffened a moment before his chin turned up. His eyes looked down to the pink haired teen in a posture that screamed arrogance. "I'm Salamander. Who the hell are you?"
Both Happy and Natsu looked to one another, sharing a meaningful look they nodded in silent agreement. He wasn't a Dragon.
When voicing the thought he received a dubious look from the fire Mage. Then crowd erupted in laughter. Scowling Natsu just resisted the urge to, well, do what he usually did when angry, spit fire and fight.
The image of a certain scowling red head stilled his temper.
Chuckling lightly along with the crowd 'Salamander' waved a hand quieting the mob. "Now now, let's not upset the boy. He was merely confused. My namesake is rather confusing."
He smiled what many thought was a charming smile, putting up an extravagant show for the crowd. That is, until he saw Natsu bored expression.
The fire Mage frowned at Natsu's lack of response. His lips turned up, he even opened his mouth to speak but sputtered when he noticed the boy was already walking away.
"Hey, I was talking to you ingrate!"
"Don't care." Natsu replied.
He didn't even bother when he was verbally swarmed by a horde of girls. Natsu just kept walking. His eyes did wander up watching the 'Salamander' fly off riding a wave of flames into the distance. Natsu glared until he was out of sight.
"Damnit," He sighed once they were away from the spectacle. "I swear I'm going to kill that lying bastard when we get to Fairy Tail. Oh Salamander is here Natsu. Phfft." He spit out his tongue. "Salamander my a-"
Suddenly Natsu slammed into something, something hard. Falling backwards the pink haired teen was unceremoniously landing on his rear. Blinking his surprised eyes, he looked up to see a bewildered blonde staring down at him.
"Are you okay?" The girl said.
Natsu's eyes lit up at the sound of her voice. It was soft and alluring. Not only that but it was so soft that if he didn't have excellent hearing, Natsu would never have heard her.
Regret flashed across the girls face before she quickly lowered to check on him. She removed her hood to show a surprising beautiful face. Blonde hair that nearly rivaled the sun in intensity spilled out around her neck. Natsu felt his cheeks burn, eyes darting away at the generous chest revealed at her now open coat. However the most startling distinctive feature were her piercing silver eyes.
"I'm sorry." She whispered again almost too low for him to hear. Her eyes looked away, not quite meeting his own. "I didn't mean to…"
A red glint caught Natsu's eye, but as he looked closer he was only met with concerned silver. A startling shade of silver actually, no hint of grey but a pure silver.
With a laugh, Natsu waved her off. His hand coming to rest comfortable at the nape of his neck.
"No need to apologize. I was the one to bump into you. Besides me and Happy are a lot tougher than we look!"
Laughing away her concerns, Natsu shook away all his confusion, blaming it on the fall he just took. For a brief moment there he thought her eyes had been red. There was an unusual awkward silence as the girl was watching them warily. That was until she spoke.
"Does that cat have wings?" She asked, pointing up at the floating feline.
"AYE!"
"Ahhh" Lucy said, her voice took on a disinterested tone again. "He can talk a well?"
"Yeah. Of course." Natsu said, scratching his head confused. "He's a Mage too after all."
"Hmmm, I see." She muttered trailing off.
That only confused the young dragon slayer. Growing up in Fairy Tail he had always taken for granted his feline companion ability to speak. Everyone else in the guild all knew this, accepting it as fact. Now that he took a moment to think it over, not having grown up with the magic cat, it might have seemed odd. In Fairy Tail they mostly just went with the flow.
"Well anyways Happy and me were just about to head into town to get some food. Wanna join?"
Lucy blinked in surprise, and hesitated to answer him.
"Our treat!" happy offered.
Natsu narrowed his eyes at the blue cat. "Your treat?"
"You really want to eat with me?" She asked.
Natsu took note of the hint of surprise in the soft voice.
"Come on," He encouraged with a smile.
"Least we could do." Floating across his shoulder, Happy gave an affirmative nod. "Aye."
"Alright." She answered after a moment. "I would love to go with you."
I decided to write a new Fairy Tail fanfic. The other I gave up on.
this one is still yuri theme.