A/N: Some of you may have noticed that I deleted a couple of chapters. They're not gone, I just merged some of them together to make it easier for new readers to follow.

This will be a story based mainly around Lucy. Naruto plays more of a supporting role.

Also, just to warn you, my grammar is spotty at best and my descriptions and vocabulary are kinda 'meh'. That aside, I'd appreciate any advice anyone can give me to help improve the story.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. Naruto and Fairy Tail are owned by their respective mangaka.

The Lies of Lucy Heartfilia

Prologue - Quiet

Year X784

It was just another afternoon in Magnolia Town. The sun shone brightly above and the people of the town were going about their business below. It was a very a peaceful and serene afternoon for the entire town.

Yet peaceful wasn't exactly the right word to describe the situation within the Fairy Tail guild hall at the moment. And serene didn't quite fit either. If there was any word to describe Fairy Tail right now, it would be 'quiet.' Yes, the guild halls of Fairy Tail were undoubtebly quiet; it was a quiet to the extent that guild had not experienced since it's inception. And there were three reasons for it.

First, was the state of the guild hall. If the majority of the mess hall had not been broken or destroyed, there would have been dozens of mages there, eating and drinking, with glasses clattering across table tops. There would have been endless chattering, sporadic laughter, loud arguments, and even a little infighting between members. But now there were none of these things, creating an air of stillness and silence that simply felt wrong.

The second reason for the quiet, were all the Fairy Tail mages lying in limp and unconscious heaps all over the floor. Were Cana Alberona still awake, she would be busy gulping down barrel-fulls of beer and ale while shouting out un-ladylike profanities at other random members of the guild. If Gajeel Redfox hadn't been smashed through one of the walls of the guild, he might have been sitting on top of the guild's stage, singing and strumming his guitar as the rest of the guild jeered. But the fact of the matter was that they had been completely beaten; defeated along with almost every other member of the guild. And so they lay still and the quiet remained.

The third reason for the quiet was a little more subtle. It stemmed from the single member of the guild who was still awake, still well, and doing her very best to pick up and mend the battered bodies of the others. Her name was Mirajane, and if you simply stood there and watched her struggling to drag people out of the rubble, desperately trying to make sure each and every person was okay, you might begin to see it. Or better yet, if you could peer into her mind, read her thoughts, and experience her confusion you would see that this was the greatest reason for the silence within the guild hall. Pain. Pain in her heart and soul. A pain that kept her mute as she worked. A pain that could only be caused the betrayal of someone she trusted and loved.