Then It Went Black
"Now that I've eaten, I feel re-energized!" I slurped up the mass of blue flames that my opponent had shot towards me. He was shocked that I managed to eat anything he threw me and began to trip over his words, unsure of what to say. He was quite strong, for just a petty thief, but now was not the time for admiration. After all, he had stole Lucy's purse and anybody willing to mess with a dragon slayer's friends deserved a beating. "This will blow you away!" Rearranging my feet and building up bright orange embers around me I yelled "Fire dragon, brilliant flame!" A great force of scolding hot fire whirled towards the thief and he was engulfed by my intense fires. As the smoke cleared away, I could see the crook lying face down on the ground, twitching. "I've had enough of you" I said through gritted teeth. He grunted in reply and, with great difficulty, returned to a fighting stance. Swiftly, I walked towards him, extinguishing the flames on my hands. I could take this guy with or without magic. My enemy threw one last sluggish punch to my stomach. I let it hit me and it didn't affect me in the slightest. I drew back my arm and muttered anngrily "Next time think before you interfere with me and my friends", I swung my fist with a great strength behind it towards my foe.
It should have been over. I should have won by now. I would have won by now. I didn't feel anything hit my fist. I looked down at my hand. It was stopped just milimeters from the thief's face. Wait a second. I was overwhelemed by suprise. This guy wasn't a crook. He - or rather she - was Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia.
Then it went black.