DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fairy Tail! Hiro Mashima does!
What if, Fairy Tail had a hidden member?
What if, they so rarely visited that everyone simply forgot that they were part of the guild?
What if, they were The Most Powerful Wizard in the whole of the Magical Worlds?
What if, they were under a curse?
What if, the only person that knew how to break it, the only person who could break it, was dead and had yet to be born?
What if, they were The Cursed?
Natsu leaned back against the table. He grinned at the pretty, blonde girl who was glaring at him. "You have got to stop sneaking into my home!" Lucy yelled. "I can't even get a moment of privacy!"
All Natsu gave her in response, was a gentle kiss. It hinted at what the night would hold for the two lovers. Natsu could feel the tiny box in his pocket. Tonight was the night, that they would bind their lives together forever.
The guild hall doors slammed open, admitting a darkly clothed person. They stumbled into the hall, almost drunkenly. But, Natsu knew they weren't drunk, since they didn't smell like alcohol. In fact, Natsu couldn't smell any sort of scent from them.
The person stumbled toward the bar, and Mira. Mira gasped, then leapt over the bar just as they started to collapse. "Miyako!" She called out.
Just as the person collapsed, Mira called for the Master, "Master!"
Master looked over the edge of the balcony. His eyes widened. "NO! It's too early!" He leapt over the railing, landing next to Mira and the strange person.
"He must be injured!" Lucy murmured. "Wendy?" She asked the young Dragon Slayer. "Can you do anything?"
Wendy shook her head. "I tried not that long ago, but my magic and Miyako's magic are so incompatible, that it hurts him more than it helps."
"When did you try?" Lucy asked, concerned.
Wendy looked away. "Just after I joined, Master heard that I can work healing magic, so He asked me to try to heal Miyako. I just made his injuries worse."
"How is your and his magic incompatible?" Natsu asked.
"Well, Miyako practices an ancient form of magic called Demon Slayer Magic. His magic also hides him from Dragons, Dragon Slayers, and all enhanced senses." Wendy said, watching Elfman and Mira carry Miyako toward the infirmary.
"Oh. That's why I can't smell his scent." Natsu said, nodding.
Lucy disentangled herself from Natsu's grasp. "I should go and see if this Miyako is alright..."
Natsu placed his arm around Lucy's shoulders. "I'll go with."
Together, the two headed toward the infirmary. Natsu slowly opened the door. Lucy peeked in, and saw that Porlyusica was standing by the only occupied bed.
"Porlyusica?" Wendy asked, having followed Natsu and Lucy into the infirmary.
Porlyusica turned at the sound of Wendy's voice. "Hello, child." She gave the young girl a half smile. "Have you come to see what was under the mask?" She asked.
Wendy fidgeted slightly, "Well, yes..." She murmured. "And, I followed Natsu and Lucy."
Porlyusica gave the two a strange look. "Well, look and satisfy your curiosity." She said.
Lucy walked forward to see who this Miyako was. Her eyes first saw wild ivory locks, lighter than Mira's. Then, skin like driven snow, except with ebony tendrils that looked like they were trying to consume his face. Miyako's eyes were tightly closed, likely out of pain, so Lucy couldn't see what color they were. So, Lucy's eyes drifted lower. Instantly, her cheeks burned when she saw the bands binding Miyako's chest.
Lucy snapped her eyes back to Miyako's face. "Why does...she...have those marks...on her face?" Lucy asked.
"She is The Cursed." Porlyusica replied.
'The Cursed...'
Wa-la! *magic explosion*
My first published non-Minecraft FanFiction!
I hope you enjoyed!
*vanishes with magic*
