So I decided to try and write something that I like and wouldn't take too long to make. I have always loved older books and stories like Pride and Prejudice, Romeo and Juliet, or something from those older times like 1600-1900. But unfortunately most people write Romeo and Juliet themes stories, so I wanted to do something different. Knowing a story that reminded me of love, a bit of Drama, betrayal and so on. I chose this story because it was a movie my mother loved to watch till I practically stole the CD from her. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.

So sit back and relax as you read this tale of a young woman facing the challenges of society, secrets, and a man she feels a burning love towards. But of course Fairy Tail style.

Note: Italic words that are underlined will be Lucy narrating the story.

Enjoy

-HoneyBeeFox-

"Into the redroom you go,"

"No!" Lucy cried as she was pulled up the stairs by the maid. "No! No! Not the redroom!"

The blonde could only think how unfair this was. She'd merely read one of her father's books, and then her greedy cousin had tried to take it from her. He stated Lucy was unfit to even touch the books that Jude had left behind when he died years ago. Enraged, Lucy had pushed her cousin into a wall. It was not a crime that should condemn her to the redroom, a place as haunting as a graveyard.

The woman grunted as Lucy fought back and tried to run, but she caught the child by her wrist and yanked her to the second floor. "I always said, she's got a devil in her." The maid said to her friend, who followed in pursuit of the fighting girls.

They both forced Lucy to enter through an elaborate double door. Inside was a small bedroom with red walls, decorated with paintings of men on houses hunting with dozens of dogs, and of nobility in their elegant attire, as well as candles with silver holders hanging from the walls. A large canopy bed with red velvet sheets and white pillows sat in the middle of the room. The headboard pushed up to the wall. Red velvet couches were surrounding a wooden table, as well as a matching wooden dresser in the far corner, but Lucy was frightened to see the room as much as she was afraid to be in it, causing her to only struggled more.

"Please, Mother died in there!" Lucy screamed at the maids.

"Get on in there you and stay." They pushed the child to the floor and slammed the door shut. Lucy heard the sound of the locks clicking. She rushed over to the door and pulled, but as she suspected it was locked, and the maids had left.

A shout made the blonde gasped as she turned to face the room. She stared wide-eyed at the paintings that seemed to all be looking at her. Lucy could hear the dogs and men as they road through the forest, the wicked laughs of women, the rush of water in a creek, and the wind singing it's haunting tune. Her body shook as she looked at the bed, and saw her mother lying there. Pale, eyes closed, her body half covered by the sheets. Dead.

"Please...please." Lucy leaned her back into the door and slid down and wrapped her arm around her legs, lowering her head as she cried. When would this nightmare end?

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The maid came back hours later. Unlocking the door, she stepped in and looked around. She sighed as she walked over to the bed, and looked underneath were Lucy was curled up in a ball and staring at the door with puffy red eyes.

"Come on," The maid coaxed. "You've got a visitor."

Lucy tilted her head to the side. Surprised that someone had come to see her. "Who?' she asked and took the maids hand as she was lead down to the drawing room where her Aunt Lobster was seated and talking to a tall, slim man. His black hair reached his shoulders and had a thin mustache above his lips.

"—I have tried so very hard. You cannot believe how hard I have tried but..." Lucy's Aunt noticed her coming into the room and looked at the man with false tears, making her voice soft, but loud enough for Lucy to hear. "There is a devil in the child."

The man looked astonished, straightening his back and taking a deep, calming breath. He looked at Lucy, a stern line formed on his lips as he spoke with a gruff voice.

"What is your name child?"

Lucy replied with no hint of fear or intimidation. "Lucy Heartfilia, sire." She had no reason to fear this man.

"Do you know, Lucy Heartfilia, what happens to little children when they die?"

"They go to heaven," Lucy said matter-of-factly.

The man looked irritated at her, but his face remained the same. Lucy, however, noticed his shoulders slightly shaking from rage. "And what happens to disobedient deceitful girls when they die?"

"They go to hell," Lucy stated.

"So what must you do to avoid this terrible fate?"

Lucy sighed. "I must take care too keep in good health and not fall ill and die, sire."

"Ah, you see her impudence, Mr. Jose, what did I tell you." Lady Lobster screeched. She pointed an accusing finger at Lucy. "She needs proper discipline."

Jose placed a hand on the lady's shoulder, his long, narrow face directed at her as he calmed her down. His dark eyes fell on Lucy once again, this time, he wasn't shaking.

"Your aunt tells me that you are a deceitful child. Is that true?"

"I am not deceitful," Lucy snapped, glaring at her aunt. "Since when have I been deceitful? If I was deceitful, I should say you are the dearest and kindest aunt, and that I love you."

"You see!" Lady Lobster shouted, her face turning pale.

"Child, how dare you speak to your Aunt in that way." Jose fumed.

Lobster motioned for the maids to come. "Take her away."

They started to grab Lucy's arms, but she wrenched herself free and took a step forward. "I am glad you are no relation of mine," Lucy held her head up proudly, clenching her tiny hands into fists at her sides. "I will never call you aunt again. And if Anyone ever asks me how you've treated me, I will tell them that you locked me in a room and were cruel and horrible to me." The blonde turned and escorted herself out of the room.

Proud of herself, Lucy smiled and let the feeling comfort her as she whisked away to the second floor.

I was ten years old when I left the Lobster Family Plantation. And glad to be parted from my cruel benefactress and her family, who mad me in every way feel unwanted and unloved. Even though I had no Idea what Phantom Lord Boarding School would be like, at least I would meet new people, hear about the world...and know about the chance of real happiness.

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-HoneyBeeFox-