AN: This is my first story so be BRUTALLY HONEST. Please.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN FAIRYTAIL! JUST THE PLOT!

Summary:

AU Lucy is on the run from her past and herself, but will meeting some interesting new people change the way she sees herself? Will she get a chance at a new beginning, and maybe a new love, or will her past catch up to her first?

Flashback

POV

"Dialogue"

Prologue

Lucy POV

I'm getting pretty tired of having to move so much. Why do people insist on finding out about other people? Hopefully this time will be different and people will actually get the hint to stay away. It will make life easier, for me at least.

I walk up to the receptionist in yet another hotel and ask for a room. After she hands me the key I look down and see a room number for 325. Well I guess I'm on the third floor, again. That's the third time now. I guess beggars can't be choosers.

I go to the elevator and hit the 3 then the close door button, don't want to risk someone coming in. After I get to the third floor I walk until I get to my room. It's on the end of the hall which is as much privacy as I guess I'll get.

I open the door, and the room isn't half bad. The walls and carpets were a plain creamy white color. There's a queen sized bed that looks comfortable, and has pink and green silk sheets on it, in the center of the room. There's a decent sized TV in front of a tan leather couch and a small white coffee table. The kitchen is a little small, but has the basics, a fridge, stove, counters, microwave, and a sink. I walk into the bathroom and see it's pretty big. The walk in shower has a part coming out of it that you can sit on; I guess they knew I was lazy. The tub was a little small, but the perfect size for me, and I could really use a bubble bath.

I walk back out and throw my duffle bag in the closet. I guess I did enough for today; it was a really long train ride to get to this small town. What was it called again? Magni—no, Magna—no, Magnolia, that's what it was!

I strip down to my matching pink underwear and get under the silk sheets. I should get some sleep so I can look for a job tomorrow. As I lie there trying to get some sleep, I see the flash backs again. Before I can stop it tears start to come out of my eyes. Why does this always happen when I come to a new town? I slowly drift asleep, and I get night terrors. I hope the people in the rooms next to mine don't complain, I might actually like it here.