Hi, guys! I would like to introduce this new story, and tell you guys that all my other stories will be updated soon enough, and that I am also going to start a GaLe, so watch out for that in the future!

Before we start, i would just like to say that this is after Tenroujima but before the GMG

Lucy's P.O.V.

I sighed as I began my semi-lengthy walk home from the guild. Today, Mira wouldn't stop going on about how everyone in the guild had someone to be with, except myself, but could I help it when no one caught me interest? That's what I told Mira, and she had said it was a non-valid excuse , and that there was someone for me in the guild, or someone that I deeply cared about. I told her that I had no such crush, but she refused to give up. Perhaps that is the reason I left early. Actually, in all my honesty, I DID leave earlier than usual. I had a strange feeling in my gut, but I always get that feeling when someone... stares at me... Someone was staring at me?! My cheeks flush out at the idea, but I shrug it off as I begin window-shopping whilst walking past.

I haven't been shopping in a while, but due to lack of money, but it would be nice once in a while. I would have money at the moment, though, if our team + Lisanna hadn't failed our job. Lisanna wasn't the burden, though, nope. It was Natsu. Just because Lisanna and I tried to do a unison raid, and failed

Flashback

I looked up at the stupid Monster that was blocking our path, then over to Lisanna. The look in our eyes told us that we had the same idea. We locked hands, and focused our magic on 1 of the 3 monsters we were ordered to fight on the mission. The monster didn't even flinch as the magic welled up, and just before the magic was let loose, it struck us, drawing blood from mine and Lisanna's arms. Unfortunately, Natsu saw and smelt the tiniest bit of blood from where he was fighting another monster with Gray, and went on a rampage, attacking the monster, but destroying the forest completely, and a few buildings.

Flashback End

Just remembering makes my wound throb, and I clutch it, feeling the remembrance taking its toll on me. I sighed, and realized that I had gone past my apartment while absent-mindedly walking. I turned around, and began walking, not watching where I was going, I turned into an alley, and kicked something

" Ack.." More like someONE. I looked down, then gasped in horror.

I had stumbled upon a girl, drenched in blood, her clothes nearly shredded to peices, but enough to conceal her extra parts. My eyes, wide with disgust, looked her over, only to see that the girl was barely breathing, but she was still breathing. Alive. I could save her. I picked her up, gently, not caring if my clothes would be ruined after this, only caring that this poor girl lived.

I set the girl down on my bed, deciding I could get new sheets by going on a solo mission, later. I rushed to the bathroom, and got a bowl of water and all the bandages I owned, along with a gray cloth to clean her wounds. I rushed back out into the living room with lightning-speed, and knelt next to the bed. I gently dipped the cloth in the warm soapy water, and began gently cleaning her wounds- dabbing at first, then lightly scrubbing, to try and get rid of the blood that stubbornly stuck to her body. As I cleaned, I realized that the wounds on her were huge. To describe, a large gash that took up the entire right side of her stomach, which I wrapped bandages all around, a long rip across her left thigh, which I wrapped, a scratch on her left shoulder, which I patched, a smaller scratch on her left forearm, which I simply put a band-aid on, and two rips on her cheeks, which I patched up. The last things I noticed were a bruise on her lower right thigh, and how her palms weren't bleeding, but they were terribly scarred.

I started to cry for this poor girl. Now that she was clean and in the light, she had beautiful ultra-light brown hair, although it was unevenly cut in the front, not to mention she looked barely older than Wendy and Romeo. I cried, and fisted the sheets. What kind of sick bastard would injure a poor innocent girl like this?! I asked myself that question to myself over and over again as I put away What little I had left of health supplies. Not bothering to shower this late at night, I layed down on the couch, and drifted off

I awoke to the clatter of a vase, and a table, when I remembered the girl I had brought here. I bolted up from the couch, just in time to see the poor girl fall over - what I could only assume from the broken pot and flipped table - once more. I approached her, and gingerly touched her shoulder. She looked up at me, horrified, and then she backed into the wall, her knees pressed to her chest, as she pressed her palms into the wall. I kneeled down in front of her with soft eyes.

" Don't worry. I won't hurt you." I said, trying to reach out to her, resulting in her trying to back further into the wall.

" You can trust me, we're in my house, and I bandaged you up. You'll be safe, here." She calmed a bit, and dropped her hands, moving them to feel the bandages around her stomach.

" You can stay here. Where's your family?" I asked her. She looked like she was about to cry

" Family..." She whispered to herself.

" Do you... have a name." She said nothing, almost refusing to speak at all, but she nodded slowly

" Are you a mage?" I asked next. She froze, and stared at the wall behind me, seeming like she was trying to recollect something.

" Will you talk to me?" I asked her. She just stared at me with those lifeless sparkling blue eyes.

" I'm... going to go out. Feel free to shower, the bathroom is down the hall." I said, standing up, and putting on my shoes and opening the door, and leaving, not caring if I was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. I shut the door behind me. The girl really was strange. It was almost like she had forgotten everyone and everything around her. Like she was in a trance. I walked out onto the street, and searched my pockets for any kind of money to buy that girl some clothes as replacements for her destroyed garments. I started browsing at the windows, when i found a store that looks like the kind of clothes that Wendy would wear. I entered the store and looked around, wondering what the girl would like. I ended up picking out a striped shirt the same color as her eyes, a pair of denim shorts, navy blue knee-high socks, brown boots, and white and gray gloves to cover her scarred palms.

I payed the woman at the front desk, and left the store, wondering what the girl would be doing when I got home. When I opened the front door to my apartment, I got what I least expected to see. The girl was cooking breakfast with a towel wrapped around her hair and body. Not noticing I was there, she picked up the frying pan with two hands, and slid some scrambled eggs onto two separate plates. I quietly shut the door behind me, and smiled a bit. She heard, somehow, and turned to me wielding the hot frying pan in her hands. I held up my hands, and eyed the pan as she slowly lowered it.

" Sorry..." She said softly, her eyes apologetic. She put down the pan, and set the plates on the table. I tapped her on the shoulder, and handed her the bag of clothing

" Here. I took the liberty to get you some new clothes. You can change here while I go get some fresh bandages and alcohol." I say, leaving the room. I search the bathroom for everything I need, and find that she had already thrown the used bandages in the garbage, along with her old clothes. I gathered everything in my arms, and exited the room, to find the girl on the ground with her back leaning against the bed, the shoes neatly placed beside her. I noticed that she was wearing a choker that I hadn't seen before. It was gray with a shiny emerald in the center. I sat in front of her, and began to speak

" Are y-" She cut me off

" Thank you... for taking me in. I'm sorry for not speaking to you earlier, for I could remember nothing but my name." So she had amnesia before... That explains the lifelessness in her eyes.

" That's alright. Lift up your shirt, please." I said with a smile, but cringed when I saw that it was a little better than before, but still very gruesome.

" Does it hurt?" I asked her

" Hm... it's an adequate amount of pain- ssssss" She hissed when I rubbed some alcohol over her wound, and shuddered when I patted the gash with a clean towel. The wound started to bleed, again, so I wrapped it up as soon as possible, making sure it wasn't too tight. She pulled her shirt back down, and pulled the shoulder of her shirt down, and I patched that up. To keep her occupied while I bandaged, I asked her some questions

" What's your name, anyways? I'm Lucy." I told her, moving onto her face

" Gah. Julie." She said through clenched teeth as I put the alcohol on her cheeks

" Do you use magic?" I asked her as I put the bandages and patches on her face

" Yeah. Not sure what you'd call it, though." She said as I moved onto her leg. I propped her foot up on a chair, and carefully bandaged her thigh. When I was done, I put a simple bandage on her arm like before.

" So, do you belong to a guild?" I ask her while putting things away

" Isn't a guild where you there are other mages?" She asks

" Yeah. i'm from a guild. The Fairy Tail guild." I say, sitting cross-legged in front of her

" Can you bring me there?" She asked in a hopeful tone. I started to think I still want to know more about her, like how she got injured. but I don't want her to remember something she doesn't want to, and I don't think she has any family. Maybe... Fairy Tail could be her new family. I made my decision, and winked at her

" Why not?"

Done! If you wanna see what Julie looks like, go to sm00shin3ss . /art/Fairy-Tail-OC-Julie-38095708 without the spaces

Secondly, if you have any questions, feel free to ask!