Hello! New fanfic! I read a few OC stories and reeeaaallly wanted to write one! I love OC x Lucy because people make such good OC's! THis one will have less frequent updates sinceI want this one to be good! (Hopefully)

As for my other stories: The one who kept him sane will update as normal. Sequel for my first fanfic keeps on getting pushed back sinceI have no ideas. Sorry!

My version of rated T means some gore, possible slight sexual situations (I'm too awkward of a person to write lemons), occasional swearing (Some characters might swear in their nature) etc.

I own nothing except for my own changes, characters, situations, possible new arcs, etc.

P.S Thank you for those who have continued to read my fanfics! I switch favorite pairings often so I'm kind of inconsistent.

P.S.S (Goldfish memory hates me) I really(!) wanted to write this one, or at least start it since I've gotten obsessed with OC stories lately.

Here!

I was reading a book I had gotten courtesy of Levy's recommendations when I heard a slight vibration coming from atop my dresser. I quickly rushed over to examine my keys and was quite delighted that it was Loke's key that had called me. Quickly taking the golden key off its ring, I held it up in summoning stance.

"Open, Gate of the Lion, Loke!" I said, my voice ringing with a hint of cheerfulness. A familiar golden glow erupted in front of me, then died away to reveal the lion spirit I had come to know.

"Loke!" I practically shrieked, wrapping my arms around the spirit. He stiffened for a moment before he gently pushed me away. I was slightly taken aback, then I noticed his attire. His usually crisp black suit was rustled up, his eyes had noticeable bags underneath them, and his hair was more messed up than ever. He gave me a weak smile before I guided him over to sit in the chair at my desk. He dropped himself in the chair as I sat on the edge of my bed.

"Loke, what happened now?" I asked, worry filling my voice. Loke had begun to inform me of a series of problems the Spirit World had been having lately. He told me of humans that have begun to take advantage of spirits, recklessly calling them out, abusing them, even killing off the silver keys. All the troubles recently have effected the leading spirits tremendously, especially the leaders of the Astronomical, Chinese, and Ecliptic Zodiac gates.

I nervously stared at Loke as he ran his fingers through his hair, tousling it up even more, if possible. I noticed his eyes held a sorrowful look and he was shifting nervously in his seat. He leaned forward, a hand on his face and a hand on his knee.

"Lucy. . . we spirits love you, with all our heart. We cannot bear to part, you changed our lives," He started, his voice wavering. I felt tears come to my eyes. This sounds like a goodbye.

"Lucy. . . " He choked up. I watched in fear as he buried his head in his hands. I listened to his sobs. He spoke in ragged breaths. "The celestial spirit world is closing off from the human world. Forever." He sobbed. No

"We've encountered problems in the past, humans doing terrible things. It's gotten to the point where the spirit king himself has lost hope. All the silver keys are in despair, we can't go on, Lucy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He said, shaking his head, his body trembling as he spoke with that hoarse voice that sounded like it lost hope.

"I'm so sorry. . ."

No. . . can . . . this be happening?

"The spirit king. . . called on you, He has something to say. . . Let's go." He said softly, reaching a shaky hand out to me. I absently grabbed it. The world seemed to be in such a blur. Was this real?

I felt myself be transported elsewhere, led by the fearsome lion I had grown to love. We walked through an intricate golden gate, appearing in a world I had fallen in love with. The planets and stars, the twinkling paths and buildings. . . were they always this dull? Was everything always this sad? I felt Loke tug gently on my hand, I let myself be led down the paths. I looked around at the world, not focusing on anything. All that was on my mind were questions.

The warmth of Loke's hand left me, bringing me back to my senses. I found myself to be surrounded by spirits, all of whom had the same ragged look. Virgo's usual stoic face was curved into a frown. Aquarius had a scowl and was being consoled by a teary Scorpio. All my spirits were in such sad states. I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my chest. I can't take this.

The ever-large Spirit king was staring down at me, I looked back through hazy eyes, waiting for him to speak.

"Lucy Heartfillia, you are one who has been loved by all her spirits. It pains me to say this, but you will no longer be a celestial wizard once you leave this place." He said in his booming voice. Wails and curses erupted from the crowd. No. . .

"I have decided to give you a magic known to only you. Matire Celeste. Celestial Master magic. Command the stars and the heavens with your new power." No. . . please stop. . .

"Live." I can't

"Thrive." Never

"Without us."

Without us . .

It all hit me. I fell to my knees. "No! I won't! Please!" I begged, letting tears roll down my face in abundance. I screamed for them to stay, to say it's all a cruel, sick joke. I fervently looked around the area. My spirits. . . such looks of despair adorned their faces. I reached out for them, aching to hold them, my family. Looking at my hand, I saw it was slowly fading. "NO! Aquarius! . . . Taurus!. . Plue! . . . Cancer!. . . Loke!. . . Guys!"

I watched myself disappear from the world, replacing it with my room. Chair out, sitting on my bed. Exactly the same. My arm was still outstretched, a feeling of emptiness surrounded me. "Guys. . ."

I collapsed on my bed in a fit of sobs.

Dragging myself out of bed, I glanced at a calender that hung on my wall, making out the lines in the dark. It's been a week. . .

I slowly got up from my bed and dragged my feet towards my dresser. I felt for my keys. "They're not there. . . "

The room suddenly felt terribly suffocating. I dressed myself in a hoodie and a pair of black shorts. "I need to get out of here. . . anywhere but here. . ."

I fumbled with the lock, eventually opening it, and stumbled out and into the night. The world was quiet, the same, as if nothing had changed. It sickened me.

I gripped my shoulder as I walked to keep myself there, not in another world, as I walked down the darkened streets of Magnolia. I honestly didn't know where I was going, I didn't care as well, a rarity. I let myself lose reality as I reminisced times gone by. Loke and I playing games. Virgo asking for punishment. Aquarius sweeping me away. In all these memories I didn't notice myself running into something and falling. I absentmindedly looked around, my eyes settling on a person in front of me. He had silver hair and green eyes that scanned me warily, he seemed of average build and was wearing normal blue jeans and a white shirt. He stretched out his hand towards me.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I slowly nodded and let himself pick me up.

"Hey, you don't look okay. Are you fine?" He asked, worry evident in his voice. I nodded again, for fear of breaking down if I talked. I shuffled past him, not considering how rude I must have been.

I came to a stop when I heard rushing water. Directing my sstare towards my surroundings, I saw a familiar scene. I envisioned a hunched Loke, the spirit king, and me with all my spirits. I shambled towards the cliff-edge, falling to the ground and feeling the dirt beneath me. "Loke. . ."

I somehow managed to bring myself back on my feet to stand on the edge. "Can I give up being strong now?" I asked the sky. Not receiving an answer, I decided one.

"I'm done." I said as I fell over the edge.

"Lucy. . . "

Loke? I turned around, seeing Loke with his arm towards me, beckoning me forth. Come to me, Lucy. Wake up and see.

I walked towards him, hand waiting to hold his and never let go.

I never made it.

". . ey" "Hey." "HEY!"

I opened my eyes, expecting to see pearly gates or Loke. I saw neither, only green eyes staring into mine.