Heyoooo! I hope you guys will enjoy reading The Witch And The Prince! There will be no magic here, only certain people will have them and all of them will be viewed as wanted criminals. Anyways, enjoy!
"Mama! Papa! I have something to show you!" Little Lucy Heartfilia exclaimed, smiling widely. Jude and Layla looked at each other and smiled as they fixed their attention on their precious child.
"What is it, my dear Lucy?"Layla smiled sweetly. The little girl ended up smiling wider. She always liked it when her mama smiles at her. So, she wanted to see her smile more. She looked around the room and saw something that got her attention. 'Perfect,' the young Heartfilia thought.
Her eyes landed on a porcelain vase that was sitting on top of a glass table. It was decorated with white and red roses. She got an idea and a smile made its way into her pretty face once more. 'Picture what you want them to do and focus,' she repeated on her mind what her mentor, Aquarius, told her. She did as she was told and soon enough, the flowers were no longer inside the vase.
It was floating in mid-air, a golden glow surrounding it.
She wanted to give it to her beloved mother and soon enough the roses made its way to the older Heartfilia beauty. She was smiling, very proud of her daughter that took after her. However, her husband was not the least bit amused.
"What kind of sorcery is this?!"Jude shouted, the two girls' eyes went wide. Layla hurriedly called on a maid and made them go to Lucy's room.
The young girl quietly went with the household maid, Ms. Spetto. Upon closing the door, she heard her father say something about his daughter being a "freak" and an "abnormal child".
She was young, but she knew something was wrong with her.
But what she didn't understand is why she had to leave the mansion.
It was a peaceful morning. The sun's rays lit up Lucy's face which caused her to stir in her sleep. She was having the most beautiful sleep she's ever had and she wanted it to continue that way.
Well, until her guardian decided to pour a bucket of cold water into her.
She woke up screaming bloody murder and glared at the culprit.
A blue-haired woman stood before her, smirking smugly. Her long, aqua blue hair flowed freely down her back and her piercing blue eyes were looking at her tauntingly. Holding the container that formerly contained the liquid that was poured into her now, she confirmed it was the blue eyed woman who drenched her. She gave the blonde beauty a stern look and authoritatively said, "Get up."
"What the fudge, Aquarius?!" she shrieked at her assailant. The woman just rolled her eyes at the whining girl.
"Get your damned ass out of that bed. Breakfast will be ready soon so go take a shower," her blue eyes scanned the soaked girl in front of her and let out a disgusted snort. "You look so pathetic. No wonder you'll never get a boyfriend."
The blonde scoffed at the woman, used to her mentor's attitude towards her. She knew better than to answer back so she remained silent and did as she was told. The cold suddenly entered her body and it made her remember that she was in fact, soaked in water. She heaved out a sigh and made her way towards the bathroom.
"Focus!" Aquarius screamed at the blonde. She flinched at her mentor's voice. Aquarius is definitely pissed right now. She wasn't in the mood to face her wrath so she then proceeded to take deep breaths.
'Inhale. Exhale. You can do this, Lucy!' she thought to herself. She eyed the target once more and gathered all her energy into making the dart hit all of the five vases. Not just hit, but to completely destroy.
The dart then floated, eyeing the first vase. It was covered with a golden glow. It was floating still, then with her will, she successfully destroyed the first vase. She then ordered it to go left, and strike the next one. She did it again and again, until all of the vases are completely shattered.
"5.03 seconds. Not bad, brat." Lucy smiled.
The blonde girl looked at her work, pleased with what she has done. And she knew the blue-haired woman was, too. After all, she was smiling smugly, obviously proud of what her student did.
"That's enough for the day, brat. Go and change those filthy clothes of yours. We're going to the next town to buy some food. You better be ready in five minutes. Five minutes," she looked at the girl menacingly and Lucy gulped in fear. "Understand?" Lucy nodded continuously, scared by the consequences she was going to face.
She went into her room and checked her closet for something to wear. She couldn't find her favorite white top and there was no time to do so. She quickly grabbed the first cloth her hands first laid on and hurriedly put it on.
She was wearing a plain white, strapless dress that hugged her body in all the right places. The hem stopped below her knees and it had a black ribbon circled around her waist.
She faced her full body mirror and began to chant. She watched as her long, blonde hair turn to a black one.
Blondes are very rare in Magnolia. Only five of them has ever had blonde hair, including her mother. Besides the hair, they all had one thing in common. They were all witches.
Witches only have one fate sealed upon them: they were all burned up in a stake. Every girl who had blonde hair will immediately be killed. Lucy smiled bitterly as she was forced to watch in the sidelines as her mother was set on fire.
Layla Heartifilia, her sweet, loving, caring mother, was killed because she had blonde hair. Stupid, isn't it? She was the kindest woman she's ever known. She always treated everyone equally, never did she once treat a servant badly. Her mother's smile never faltered, it was always there, making her already beautiful face shine brighter.
But, alas, she was still burned. She could still remember how her mother screamed as the fire tasted her porcelain skin. In the crowd, all of the servants was forced to restraint Aquarius to stop her from rescuing Layla. They all watched with a heavy heart as the fire danced around her. They would all be willing to rescue their loving mistress, but with the council threatening them to kill their families, they lost it.
Her father stood there crying. Yes, the cold-hearted Jude Heartfilia cried in agony as his beloved wife was burned to her death. From being one of the wealthiest family in all of Magnolia, they lost everything in the hopes of stopping the council for Layla's death. But, they were just robbed.
Lucy wiped the tears staining her face and shook off those thoughts. She took one last look at the mirror before grabbing her hoodie and went downstairs.
"Tch, let's go." The older woman sneered. She was sporting a black t-shirt and ripped shorts. Aquarius wasn't a witch. She was the one who trains them, and, so she has said, Layla was her greatest student. She really loved Layla, so she expected a lot from Lucy.
She always called the blonde a brat but she really cares for the young witch.
Even though she's in her late twenties, Aquarius still looked magnificent. She took her hoodie hanging from behind the door and put it on. They then proceeded to go to the station.
"Two tickets to Fiore." The cashier nodded and gave them their tickets while the blue-haired woman gave him the jewels. They then patiently waited for the next train to arrive.
Note the sarcasm.
Aquarius is becoming more irritated by the moment. She was complaining on how long the train is taking too long to arrive. People are becoming scared of the black aura the blue haired woman was emitting. Lucy stood quietly beside her, afraid to say something that might upset the woman further.
"When the frick will that fricking train come?! I'm not getting any younger here! Damn!" Aquarius cussed. Lucy silently prayed that the train will come soon.
And as if her prayers were heard, the train finally arrived. She stole a glance at the blue-haired woman and sighed in relief when she saw that Aquarius has finally calmed down.
The ride to Fiore was quiet. Lucy fought the urge to sleep for she knew Aquarius won't wake her up if they are on their station. She'll leave her like she did when they once went to Onibus. She then remembered when she woke up, she was at the last station. She shivered at the bad memory.
Lucy faced the window, looking at the scenery outside. She sighed. This was going to be a long ride.