Multiple bodies laid across the battlefield, lifeless. Some missing limbs, some not even recognizable.
A war between three kingdoms had taken place some time ago. "None was left to live," is what one would think if they had not seen a body softly twitch it's fingers in the midst of all the chaos.
The body that was once free of scars and clean was now covered in cuts, bruises, blood, sweat, and dirt.
Scarlet tresses that were covered in blood and dirt spread over the gravel as if it were a blanket trying to warm the cold ground.
The body twitched once more before eyelids slowly lifted, revealing two orbs of separate color. A dark crimson on the left, soft mocha brown on the right.
The warrior slowly sat up and looked around before looking at their clothes. 'Why do I not have any recollection of what happened? That will have to wait. For now I need to heal and find my way back to the palace.'
"Your Highness? Her Majesty requests your presence in the gardens." A scarlet haired figure responded with a, "Thank you," and continued to look out of the large glass window that rested within their sleeping chambers. The figure sighed before changing into casual wear of jeans, combat boots, and a black t-shirt, before they headed into the palace's gardens.
A fairly young woman with golden locks and chocolate brown eyes stood before a tombstone, hands interlaced behind her back. The grave belonged to her mother, who died when the kingdom was ambushed. The young queen was too small at the time to interpret what and why everything was taking place. Her father was king at the time, but he stepped down years ago to give his only daughter, Lucy Heartfilia, the title of royalty.
Lucy sat on a bench near the statue of her father and just let her mind take it's own route. "We've been married for five years. Mom, Dad, I'm glad they came back. My knight in shining armor." A small smile graced her face as she thought back to her wedding day with the love of her life, five years ago.
"I'm glad I came back, my princess." The red haired figure from earlier appeared from behind a thicket of bushes, a lopsided grin on their features; Lucy also captioning their grin as flawless.
"Hello, Erza."
"Hello, Lucy." Erza sat on the end of the bench and leaned back until their head was in their wife's lap. They stared at one another before breaking out into a fit of chuckles and giggles. The blonde woman calmed herself enough to speak to her partner.
"I love you."
She smiled and leaned down to kiss her spouse softly until the sound of someone clearing their throat made the two break away and look behind them. "I'm sorry to disturb you both, but we have run into a situation." Both royal persons followed the guard to a room with a round table and a projector hanging from the ceiling. A map of the country was laid out in the middle of the table as many pins stuck out of its surface.
"Your Majesties, it seems the kingdoms of Oseas and Arendelle have declared war on each other once again." Erza raised their brow and sat down in one of the chairs that were at the table. It wasn't the first time they've had to sit down and converse about the two surrounding kingdoms. Fiore was in the middle of both kingdoms, meaning, that if they declared war on each other, Fiore was forced into it as well.
"Damn it, if what you're saying is true then that means Fiore will have no choice but to...urgh! Fucking kingdoms can't stay to themselves for one damn decade!" Erza growled under their breath and crossed their arms over their chest, mind searching for any other way around this than fighting. Lucy let out a small gasp before putting her hand on her spouse's arm. Erza gritted their teeth and looked back at the blonde girl who had a worried expression etched onto her features.
"I want all of my men in here by dawn. We will be discussing the actions that will be taking place." With that, Erza reached for Lucy's hand and guided their wife to their shared room where Lucy immediately wrapped her arms tightly around her scarlet haired spouse.
"You can't go out there! We both know exactly why this is a bad idea...I can't...I can't deal with another loss..."
Erza rested their chin on Lucy's head, wrapping their arms around the blonde, holding her in a loving embrace. Their heart ached with every word their lover said. Lucy was right and they both knew that. The last war had almost taken Erza's life, but something strange happened and resulted in them keeping their life.
Lucy sighed shakily and sniffed a few times before pressing her face deeper into her spouse's shoulder. "Can we...not talk about that? Let's just spend the night not worrying about anything. I just want to do that." Erza nodded and pulled away from the hug to lay down on the king-sized bed with the blonde queen cuddled deeply into their side. Lucy stayed quiet and played with the fabric of the redhead's shirt until she fell into a light slumber, only opening her eyes when she felt the warmth next to her disappear. The golden haired female whined softly and sat up with a frown etched onto her face. "Erza...come back to bed..." Her voice was lightly laced with sleep as she looked around for her lover.
Erza was in the bathroom, eyes flickering between brown and the familiar bright crimson they hated to see. They ran their hands through their scarlet locks as they tried their best to stay calm, that is until they heard Lucy's voice from outside the bathroom. It sounded slightly weak in Erza's ears which caused the struggling figure to let out a pained groan before they slumped against the wall. When Lucy got out of bed to check on Erza, she gasped when a sudden gust of wind hit her small form. Behind her, Erza was standing with crossed arms and a wide grin, their fangs sticking out of their plump lips just enough to inform Lucy that her spouse was no longer in control of their body, but the demon inside was out. "E-Erza...?"
The now chuckling figure uncrossed their arms and slowly approached Lucy with a hungry stare that trailed over the blonde's body. It made Lucy feel slightly uncomfortable knowing that someone other than Erza was staring at her like this. There was only one way to get Erza back into control, and that was to feed the demon what it wanted and all it wanted in that moment was her. "Erisa...d-do I have to...?"
"Yes," was the only response Lucy was given before she sighed warily and stepped forward, hands going to the hem of her shirt to pull up teasingly, slow enough to make Erisa growl and grumble. Lucy just shook her head as she pulled the shirt up and over her head, dropping it on the floor next to her. She reached a hand out and motioned the redhead to come closer to her. That is exactly what Erisa did. On their few steps towards Lucy, the demon licked its lips and traced the outline of the evident arousal in their shorts. "Give me what I want and I will keep your lover safe in war once more."
Lucy just nodded slowly as she laid back on the bed and waited patiently for what was to come next. 'God, what did we do to deserve this?'
It was cold and rainy outside. The soldiers were more than used to it by now; three days of gloomy weather. One soldier in particular had gotten sick, but they refused to just sit around while their comrades fought a battle. When the time came for the war to continue, the soldier was taken to cover behind one of the trees that were planted in the area. No one, at the time, had known that the soldier was the queen's significant other.
The fighting had lasted for hours on end, and they were losing to the enemy. The sick soldier had been captured and was close to death after they had been shot and stabbed multiple times. That is until a blinding pink light illuminated the area, making the enemy soldiers cry out in sudden pain. The tortured ally didn't seem to be affected by the strange occurrence as they continued to lay there on cold, wet ground.
"Rise, human. From here on out, you belong to me, Erisa. You will give me what I desire when I desire it, and it turn, I shall give you equal protection and use of my power."
Before Erza, the bloodied soldier, could do anything, a sharp pain ran along the left side of their body. They cried out and clutched at their tattered uniform as a warmth spread throughout their veins. Whatever, or whoever, had spoken to them was now a part of the young person's life; probably for eternity. The pain subsided after what seemed like hours, Erisa feeling the pain flush away along with their mortality and sanity.
The next few moments were a blur for the crimson eyed demon soldier as they defeated each and every single section of the opposing army with a renewed strength.
The war was over...They had won and Fiore was safe.
It has been well over six months since I announced a rewrite of Secrets Amongst Wars, and honestly, I have had no motivation to reconstruct these chapters so far. Between school, work, and sports, I have become incredibly exhausted and soon I'm off to the Air Force. But, I had some time before and after finals to at least fix everything up and make it a lot easier to follow. Also I want to give a huge thank you to one of my best friends for RPing with me for almost eight months straight. We haven't done a solid RP for awhile, but because of her, my writing is a bit better.
Hope you guys liked the new version and the explanation on how Erza became who they are. (I am using they/them pronouns for Erza because of the way I wrote her in the older version. I hadn't really known about other pronouns back then.)
