Author's note: yeah, it's been awhile since I have posted anything. Fanfiction drive pretty much died a long time ago, and some of the stuff, I look back and regret sometimes. There are stories I want to tell, but I really don't think I can pull it off sometimes since my brain can't really deal with just so many plot elements all at once; Third Birthday didn't make sense to me at all no matter how much I played, but then again, that game was crap. But onto the main point.

This story stemmed from an idea that one of my RP buddies brought up, a scenario they thought suitable. I did want to RP this idea, or try to write it, but I have been busy, and so has she. And since work seems to eat up a huge chunk of her time to play with me, and I quit the game we both entered for good, I figured writing this might keep me distracted and entertained. Also, some parts will be taken from the musebox and have been written by my RP partner. This was taken from an old fic, and I figured using it would be much easier. Her fanfiction account is Red Witch Studios for those interested, and I just hope I will be able to pull off Lucy just as well as she can, because as seen in her RP skills, she is DAMN good!

Also, while it does say Hei x Lucy, it's more light than one may expect. After all, both have endured a lot in their series, and it would take quite some time.

So, it's been a very long time since I have written fanfiction, so hopefully I can pull off something good for all of you. Enjoy!

Home for Broken Hearts: Chapter 1

There is only darkness surrounding the woman, blanketing her as she prepares for the long slumber. It had always comforted her in her times, always shrouding her, always haunting her, telling her of when to kill. This time though, that very darkness had died, slowly lifting from her body. Yes, she could easily recall how it all happened in her final moments, allowing death to finally claim her after everything she had gone through, and the lives she had taken, be it for simple pleasure, or remorse and regret. Regardless of where she would end up in her afterlife, she would no peace at last, knowing that Kouta and everyone she had met before could at long last know true peace once more...

But such rest was denied, and her body was torn from the blanket of darkness, only light guiding her, embracing her.

At first, she couldn't believe the images around her. How many times had she lay asleep in bed, hoping that one day such a voice would speak to her like that? It took her back to the days of her childhood as a bitter reminder of what she always wanted but never had.

Then the words sank in. Whomever was calling her, their words suggested her greatest of hopes and dreams could come true. It was too good to be true, her mind claimed. If she couldn't achieve happiness because of her birthright in life, why would she get the chance now? Why couldn't she just forget ever existing and just fall into the sweet nothingness of oblivion, where nothing would ever hurt her again?

No...she couldn't give in to that kind of talk, to those kinds of thoughts. Though her times there were always just a fleeting glance of time, there actually existed moments in her life where she could remember being loved.

Finally, the courage to speak came back. There had to be someone existing here, some higher being. Surely they would hear her voice at long last.
"I want a place in this world. I want to live in a world where I have every right to exist. I want a world where anyone who tries to take that away from me cannot do so. I want to live."

And with those words, the light had opened below Lucy. More lights had gathered, attached to the buildings down below of a new Tokyo, a different Tokyo from where Lucy had once resided in. Night had come to the city, and showed just how people lived their lives within the busy streets.

More images showed, revealing several more people actually fighting one another. But there were hardly any fists, just power. The ground had been cracked several times from such fierce blows, and fire raged about from another fighter as he set another group of people ablaze.

Tokyo is beautiful, she thought. Being so high up in the air and seeing only the dazzling city lights, it was so easy for her to forget that far below her lay a world where people would kill their own children if their sense of normality was threatened. As the scene shifted, that view was reinforced, but now she was more curious than bitter or afraid.

People like her existed? There were people something other than human out there? There were people who could use powers no normal human could use? The thought brought a little smile to her face.

Maybe . . . maybe . . . a world for her could be fashioned there.

"I want to live."

There was no doubt to her words, only the resolute firmness of will that helped keep her alive for eighteen long years.

Lucy had made her decision, and there was nothing left but to grant her wish. The darkness had come back once again in the form of hands, entrapping Lucy in its cold clutches. Slowly, it dragged her body downwards towards the brightly lit city below, where her new life waited for her existence...