Thoughts: 'Yo'
Dialogue: "Yo"
Obligational disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or any of its characters, yadda yadda, bleh.
The blackness consumed her, why had it gotten so dark? What was happening to her- where was she?
Then she opened her eyes.
Lucy is an intellectual being, really she is. Strategizing rapidly in a confrontation of battle was her talent, able to pile logistics prettily in her head and assess the over-load that her brain gets attacked with time and time again. Any new piece of valuable information comes stored away in its own personal lockbox, ready to use when in need. So yes, Lucy possessed some serious brain power in her arsenal. Except her so-called gifted mind became irrelevant the moment she woke up, taking its own little vacation and blocking her the hell out.
Like honestly, what the fuck happened?
Standing alone and barefoot in what looked like a clearing of a jungle, of all places, without her keys but thankfully in possession of her whip (Thanks almighty deities!), Lucy was stumped to discover than not only had something gone wrong on what was meant to be a simple mission, that she had gotten lost as well!
"Just how?" She said out loud.
So she couldn't comprehend how exactly she'd been placed in her current predicament-hello, brain is taking a nap- but it transpired. Waking up on the damp ground and covered in dirt, signs of torture or captivity suspiciously absent, she was stolen of her memories. A blank period between what occurred after she'd hopped onto the train and onward.
Had she somehow gotten possessed, by an enemy mage? But then why was she dumped here and not offed the second he or she had a hold of her? "This is just hurting my brain," she groaned miserably. She probably wasn't even in Fiore anymore!
Whacking the side of her head with a dirty palm she grouched, "The first solo mission I take in weeks and im-"she whirled in a circle and stupidly waved her arms, "Somewhere im not supposed to be!" She peered around her, eyeing the heavy vegetation and tall trees. "You have got to be kidding me! " A buzzing huge, foul fly zipped by her, "Oh, someone's just playing a cruel joke on me. Someone who im going to KILL!" She yelled, startling a flock of birds into flight.
The sun blared hotly, well into mid-day with the heat waves dancing in wavy patterns in front of her. Grimacing as the heat beat against her back and on the top of her head, she lifted a muddy foot up, since she'd also been robbed of her shoes- idly noticing the new makeover her poor manicured nails had- and dragged herself into the tree line. A thick canopy overhang from above, the smell of soil and dew wafting through her nose was even stronger than out in the open. The buzz of insects too increased and she heard the low bustle of roaming animals.
Lucy began to move, "Too bad Natsu isn't here," she hopped over a thick fallen branch, "He'd surely find this amusing." She slapped away some leaves. Since she was without keys- wherever the hell they'd fucked off to- she hadn't a way to resolve this whole bizarre situation which could have been fixed with a simple summon. Alas without them, thanks to the world hating her, contacting her guild mates or transporting back home was impossible. Only hope she had now was to find civilisation and get a hold of a communication Lacrima, just locating one was the problem. And she'd have to do so fast or else by nightfall she'd be vulnerable by a bigger margin than she was now.
"Got to suck it up Lucy," she ignored the squelchy sounds coming from under her feet, "Just need to find some help and get the hell out of here." A groan left her lips as she trod onto some poor worms, squishing them and splashing the ground with their innards. "Sorry," she shuddered as slime spilled in between her toes and tried to avoid the abundance of insects and grubs crawling, worming and flying around her and on the forest floor.
After the first hundred yards, vegetation only got thicker. Light was minimal here and she relied on that guidance to find her way through this natural maze. By the third hour, her tongue had dried up and she'd attained some lovely scratches on her body. She especially liked the new addition that was, ah, bleeding thoroughly down her leg. Tripping into a small thorn bush, or as she liked to call it- the plant from hell-, had worsened her. She had no supplies to patch herself up so she'd moved on, no food to quiet her crying tummy or a bottle of water to parch her scratchy throat. She'd dry sobbed at that.
Because tears were not going to help her here. Whoever had sabotaged her, did so cleverly. Leave a mage without her link to magic in a harsh place where everything was looking out to maim and break you? Very smart.
As she walked, she became jittery. The nerves shot up and discomfort tingled down her spine, the noises were becoming too much and she hurt all over. She lost count on different species of plant and fauna she came across, all blending into white noise and backgrounds as she kept her eyes out for any sign of civilisation. If that included climbing up some trees to scout the tree tops, she did it.
And nothing.
"It's stifling!" she panted, "Ofcourse there wouldn't be anyone around." Only an idiot with a death wish would be out here. She grumbled as a bead of sweat slid down her nose, dripping onto the thin blue shirt she wore. The only good thing she had going for her at the moment was that she hadn't worn any pants or long sleeved blouses when heading out to complete her task. And her task? Easy it was. Lucy had planned to stock up some rent money and couldn't remain patient enough for Natsu and the rest of her team to return, hence why she took the job as it seemed relatively simple as far as 'Client Reconnaissance 'went. Low and behold, something goes wrong and she gets stuck out here.
Lucy, she decided, just had terrible luck.
See, when one takes a trek it has to have an ending. Her walk? Never-ending and without purpose, since everything she came upon looked the same, smelt the same and sounded the damn same. At least the trees contained in her current area of preoccupation were lesser and easier to navigate. However she'd spent hours walking and the sun only stayed up so long.
There wasn't a flowing river nearby that she could have trailed, only stilted lakes she crossed by. The sun happily stretched out its last rays and shadows began their appearance. Lucy didn't want to welcome the darkness just yet but it was fruitless.
She was scared.
And alone.
Lost and alone in the wilderness.
Lucy wanted to cry.
Her calves and thighs burned, beginning to cramp up as she continued on and her movements were noticeably sluggish. Aimlessly walking forward with feet so sore they were numbing and ankles ready to snap grossly at any second. She stumbled through another thicket. Shame she didn't carry a mirror, she probably resembled shit. 'I feel like shit though, so there's that. 'she thought crossly.
Crossing over a log that she could have sworn she passed over five times already, Lucy came to an abrupt stop.
There in the distance where a small riverbed nestled in the forest, stood a man. And no, her eyes didn't deceive her- she wasn't at that point to hallucinate yet-she could not see his face but she saw how immaculate his clothes were.
He looked out towards the water, not moving nor doing anything else and seemingly unaware of her presence.
Until she made it known.
Flooded with relief that someone was actually here with her, she ignored any suspicion tingling her senses and rushed towards him with a strength that shouldn't be possible.
She would soon find out that, instincts were ingrained in her system for a reason.
Edited: 23/11/2016
