AN: So, this is the first part of my angst week this year and I kinda went a bit overboard.
Some chapters are lighter, but some of them may make people uncomfortable when reading.
Day 3 and the bonus day 2 will be part of a separate story.
#1) Cross my heart
"Cross my heart and hope to die."
How had they come to this? He was angry, she was angry and the air around them was charged with magic particles.
After everything they had shared. Everything he had done… all he did was for her and yet, she dared to do what she had done?!
UN-FOR-GI-VA-BLE. What about…? It wasn't like the words said in the past really mattered now. That's what they were. Words lost in time. Words that once held meaning and feelings.
Acnologia still remembered how he met her. Loving, caring, brave. The stellar mistress. The first person that welcomed him during his poor boy's years. Like a shining star showing him a hopeful path towards the future. A great future he could actually picture himself holding.
And the dragon wars roared and roared each day. Humans were gifted with dragon slaying magic and the bloodied war became more gruesome and deadly. They asked for volunteers. Humans brave enough to put their lives in the line. Some went for the glory, others for the magic, but he went for her.
He wanted to protect her and so he killed, and killed and killed. Dragon after dragon fell before him as the words she once said gave him strength.
"I'll always be on your side. Cross my heart and hope to die…"
Acnologia became strong. Covered in dragon blood he heard the rumors of dragons and the Black Wizard cooperating. And then, her name. His eyes widened at once. She wouldn't. The promise, the words. They were the truth. Rumors aren't always true.
But the days went by and the disturbing thoughts kept Acnologia awake. Had she betrayed him? Had she not? Hope and despair clashing all the time.
He finally ended up at the doorstep of her house. She wasn't expecting him, her surprise written on her face. But the question, oh the question. He tried to say the words, yet he couldn't say them. He wanted to, but at the same time he was afraid. He, Acnologia, the strongest dragon slayer was afraid of saying a bunch of words. Saying a bunch of words to her, his muse, and the one who stole his heart with simple acts of kindness.
"Anna, I heard some rumors. Rumors that you helped the Black Wizard and his plan."
"And what if I did? It doesn't concern you Acnologia! But you wanna know? I did help. It was for the best!"
"No, it wasn't! What lies did they tell you to make you agree with that?!"
"They didn't lie to me! The dragon king has to be stopped!"
Acnologia stared at her eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes he once loved so much. How much he wanted to pull the trigger that would have led to a happy future with her. Now, it was too late.
"And had they told you who is the dragon king?! I'm sure they haven't. Look at me, Anna…"
Anna Heartfilia took a step back. She could see the madness dancing in Acnologia's eyes.
"Acno, what…"
"Surprise Anna. I'M THE DRAGON KING. And you betrayed me. What were the words? 'Cross my heart and hope to die'? Because guess what, that's exactly what's gonna happen to you!"
The noise of a door creaking open. A claw. Blood. A child screaming for a woman who wouldn't come back.
And that was how the first dream trigger broke.