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Summary: Lucy had realized. This was a moment in her life that would change her forever. She knew deep down if things hadn't turned out like this everything would be different. "So little one. Do you wish to become the Spirit Dragon Slayer?" The colossal creature loomed over her like a giant, clouding the bright sun. It's scale covered head was poised low to avoid smashing the overhead foliage. The little five year old looked at her hands, they were small. Fragil. Hands that she wanted so badly to be able to protect someone some day. "Teach me."
Lucy felt something stir within her as she watched her parents shuffle around each other in harmony. The way her mother would sing as she carefully placed papers into files and occasionally stop to just look at their home. Something akin to pride would spark in her eyes as she looked at the wonderful home then look at Lucy's father with even more. The way her father would put on his glasses and review papers yet he would always find time in between his work loads to just laugh and smile with her mother.
She loved her parents. And, they in returned loved her.
It was only until that day when Layla was rushed into the hospital that their inner circle of love had wavered. Only a little but, that was all it took.
It was a few weeks before the incident. Layla was getting ready to head out into town to buy groceries. Lucy had suddenly realized she had never really been into town before. She usually had all she needed there, a large vast estate all at her disposal, kind maids and butlers that helped her get through any dilemma. But, for some reason Lucy had felt trapped and lonely. It was something she had never felt before so she begged her mother to allow her just once to leave. Just once. If only she hadn't asked.
"Lucy, I want you to stay close to me at all times ok."
Layla instructed smiling fondly down at her smaller duplicate, she swung her up and down as she skipped beside her. Lucy absentmindedly shrugged. "Why?" She questioned innocently.
"It so I can protect you silly!" Lucy stared up at her mother confusion clearly written all over her face. Protect? It had been a new word to her. Very foreign. Layla could tell she was having trouble understanding.
Stopping at a small street vender Layla picked up a few fruits before paying the kind man with an overly large mustache. " You see Lucy to protect is… to fight for someone's safety. Like putting your life on the line to keep them safe." Lucy had thought about this a with as much concentration she could muster. Sneaking a glance at her mother who had once again stopped at a vender to bargain with prices Lucy shuddered. The thought of her mother dying for her own safety sent unpleasant chills down her spine. Lucy thought solemnly if anything were to happen she would prefer to be the one doing the protecting.
The next thing that happened had all been a blur.
The thudding of feet. The high pitched whine of horses. The rush of air. The whisp of fabric touching her finger tips.
And then the pain. The throbbing in her head was like hundreds of mallets smashing into her skull. She couldn't move under the heavy weight of being pinned down by someone else. It hurt some much. All a five year old could do in a situation like that was cry. And thats what Lucy did. She cried from the pain. She cried from being stuck. She cried for being scared. Lucy didn't know exactly what was happening, all she had seen was that carriage that lost controll and… her mother.
Realization dawned on Lucy like a drop kick to the face. Carefully Lucy looked down at the figure whose breath was heaving heavily. "Mommy!" Lucy screamed choking over her sobs. "Mommy please!" With all the strength she could muster Lucy slid her self from under her mother's limp figure. "Lucy c-can you t-t-turn me o-over?"
Lucy body racked with sobs as blood continuously flowed from her mothers back. "I-I" Sniffling Lucy tried to get her vision straight, the tears made everything fuzzy. "You'll b-b-bleed to de-death!" Lucy wailed.
"Lu-Lucy look at m-me." Layla commanded. Rubbing her eyes furiously Lucy tried to keep focus. "My…" Shifting Layla attempted to move that only caused her to flop forward, a scream so horrible and just broken escaped her. Quivering she looked Lucy in the face once more. She couldn't leave her, not now. "My b-back i-i-is bro-broken. R-rip up y-your d-dress an-and tie it ar-around the wo-wound tightly. Th-Then turn me o-over o-k?"
Doing as she was told Lucy ripped up her dress. The hard part was getting the cloth around her. Against her will Lucy had to move her mother again. Layla almost vomited from the extreme pain. After tying the cloth tightly Lucy tried her hardest to flip her mother over. It was difficult to move her weight weight and, then again the hardest part was trying not to her her mother to much.
Lucy hadn't even realized how many people were buzzing around calling for help and asking her if she was alright. Lucy ignored it all.
She felt drained and tired. Her clothes were sticky with blood and covered in dirt. Her mother wasn't dead, that's all that mattered for the moment. She had felt hands pulling her away and all she could do was weakly try to see who. In that moment Lucy felt like she was the weakest person on earth, barely even having the energy to push away and stay with her crippled mother.
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Lucy awoke to the sound of her father. Opening her eyes slowly Lucy tried her hardest to focus on anything. Bits and pieces of color flooded her senses all at once.
"Lucy."
Turning towards the sound Lucy caught the startling blue eyes of her father. A smile spread over her face so fast. And in her moment of pure happiness Lucy tried to get up and reach for a hug. Then the pain. So searing and hot Lucy let out a cry flopping back on the hospital bed.
"Lucy!" Rushing over to her side Jude inspected Lucy over and over again. "Lucy you can move around too much ok. You have serious head trauma… um a large gash on your head."
Finally realizing where she was Lucy cautiously touched the back of her head. Instead of the short strand of hair you would expect Lucy felt the type of bandages her mother had once wrapped around her ankle when she twisted it.
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Her mother.
Suddenly like a dam bursting under pressure tears streamed down her face in torrents. "Wh-where's mommy!" Lucy sobbed. What if she died? It was all her should have just stayed a little closer!
Jude's eyes harden a little as he stared at the child before shaking away all those thoughts that had clouded his mind. "She's all right. She actually woke up a little before you." Jude told her slowly. His eyes were low and every fiber of him dripped with sadness. Lucy nodded wearily as she looked her father over. "Wh-what happened?"
"A carriage lost its control and your mother threw herself over you to take the impact. She… she was protecting-" Bringing his eyes back to Lucy's Jude smiled sadly. "She was protecting you."
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After Layla got a little better they had put her in a wheelchair and sent her home. It was a little better then. As long as she was alive that's all that mattered. It was only a few weeks later when she was rushed back to the hospital, she was trying to help Lucy once again.
"Mama when will you get better?" Lucy asked as she walked beside her mother's wheelchair. They were just going to stroll through the garden. With Layla's guidance Lucy was able to pull out weeds and plant beautiful flowers.
"Well… um… Lucy when dumb horses step on someones back it could take a long time… for them to walk again." Looking down at the little five year old who had stopped to water a daisy Layla smiled. "They are pretty fat ya know!" Lucy giggled loudly. "Hey what's this?" Looking over Layla saw Lucy reaching towards a patch of wild fox tails. They were very poisonous.
"Lucy stop!" Wheeling her chair over as fast as she could Layla pushed Lucy away from the offending plant.
And she fell.
Layla wasn't sure if she was in her body at the moment. All her brain could process was numbness and noise. Was that her screaming?
"Lucy g-go get help!"
Layla Heartfilia was rushed to the hospital and put under intensive care.
Jude Heartfilia couldn't look at his daughter the same way again.
Lucy Heartfilia felt weak. Something stirred in her, the thirst for power. The power to protect.
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It was a few weeks after the incident and slowly Lucy father was becoming more and more distant. Lucy at first didn't understand but soon she realized he blamed her. And she almost blamed herself. Her mother had to stay there for a long time all because of her stupidity, her weakness. Yet Lucy crushed thought like a bug, her mother would never blame her for this. Never.
So Lucy would often isolate herself in the large forest that loomed at the edge of the estate. There she wouldn't have to see her fathers dim eyes. There she could practice with her secret. Her mother had given given her two keys. Aquarius and Cancer Lucy had thought there was another but, didn't fret too much over it.
She did all this because she needed power. She wanted to protect her mother and father as they have protected her.
Marching through the foliage Lucy headed toward her favorite place. A small cluster of trees that formed a dome around a large tree stump. It was amazing at how enormous the tree stump was, nearly as big as the first floor of her mansion. When she first discovered it Lucy had been playing around when she spotted the base of the enormous tree that seemed to be perfectly cut at least 7 feet from the roots. Piling up broken branches into a slanted like formation so she could crawl onto the top Lucy was struck in awe at the sight.
An overwhelming feeling of peace passed over her and, Lucy knew heroes had to have once stood in that very spot. This tree had to have been the start of the world Lucy had childishly thought. Then again maybe it was?
Lucy like she had done so many times before crawled up onto her makeshift ramp to get to the top. What she saw had nearly taken her breath away.
A large cluster of leafless trees had grown in the middle into a ring. Now this had perplexed Lucy greatly. There was no way those trees could have grown there since yesterday. But, under closer scrutiny Lucy stilled. There poised between the branches was a massive creature. It sat front legs crossed as it sat on it's haunches. It's longer slender neck was slightly craned to the left. The creatures head was slightly upturned, it had a almost beak like snout that curved slightly over its jaw.
The head was long and slender, the side of its head spread out into long pointy branches. And the wings were made of long tendrils of branches and twigs. The creature was a light milky green color with hints of light brown.
It's eyes were a bright piercing russet.
From behind the ring of foliage it was hard to see it. And the longer Lucy stared into it's eyes Lucy wondered if she was making images out of nothing.
"My eyes must be fooling me. A spirit are you? Taking the form of a human child?"
Lucy shivered at the sheer base and power in the voice of the mighty beast. She knew what this was. This was a dragon long thought to have disappeared.
"No. You are not a spirit. A human child indeed is what you are. Tell me young one, how have you stumbled upon me?" It's head turned downward leveling itself to her.
Suddenly the trees surrounding the creature sank into the trunk. Leaving only yellow buttercups in their wake. Now Lucy could really see how large the majestic creature truly was.
"I- I" Stopping to breathe Lucy berated herself. He mother once told her Dragons would devour all who are unworthy to be seen in their presence.
"I come here to train. I want to be strong and protect the people the people I love."
"Ha! A protector?!" The dragon bellowed nearly scaring Lucy to tears. "What a selfish girl! Only wants to protect the people she loves! Hahaha! Tell me child what power do you have to achieve your selfish goal?"
Hesitantly Lucy fished out her two keys. Peering at the small objects in her hands the dragon arched it's back.
"A spirit wielder? Power like this is strong but, nothing compared to what I can offer. For I am the spirit dragon. Do you want to achieve my power?" Swooping low the leaned in close. Lucy was overwhelmed with the connectivity with everything. Lucy could feel the life force of plants and animals. The scent of the the dragon was like fresh vanilla, grass and rain. Everything was so subtle and yet extravagant. Then as the dragon moved away it all left her. She wanted that feeling again.
"I am Honshitsu the dragon of spirit embodiment."
"I'm Lucy Heartfilia soon to be celestial spirit mage." Slowly closing it's eyes like realizing something the Honshitsu took in the scent of the small girl. Honshitsu never planned to take on a pupil but now after realizing who this girl was she knew that she wanted to train this girl.
"I can teach you something powerful but, only if you accept."
Lucy had realized. This was a moment in her life that would change her forever. She knew deep down if things hadn't turned out like this everything would be different. "So little one. Do you wish to become the Spirit Dragon Slayer?" The colossal creature loomed over her like a giant, clouding the bright sun. It's scale covered head was positioned low to at least try and keep them eye level. The little five year old looked at her hands, they were small. Fragile. Hands that she wanted so badly to be able to protect someone some day.
"Teach me."