Author's note:
So I read Lucy the King of Heroes by Gilgamesh the King of Heroes and was inspired to write my own version of Lucy as Gilgamesh and Erza as Arturia. The original idea of reincarnation of Fate characters into Fairy Tail characters go to Gilgamesh the King of Heroes and I obtained their permission before writing this. Their story is great, and I definitely recommend it so go check it out! It's also Erlu.
In this story, the beginning will deviate from canon for a bit. Instead, Lucy joins Fairy Tail as a kid. We will eventually get up to speed with canon events.
For those who are unfamiliar with Fate and its characters, no worries, I will explain everything in the story hopefully. If you have any questions, feel free to leave a review.
Also, in writing this I debated which version of Gilgamesh I wanted Lucy to be. Did I want her to have Kid Gilgamesh's personality? The Archer one? Or the Caster one? I eventually decided to go with Caster. So he will be arrogant but he will also be wise. He's still a badass though, so make no mistake. Also, in this story, I am pretending that the holy grail wars never happened. They don't know what servants are, or what noble phantasms are, only their past lives. This way, it gives Gilgamesh and Arturia aka Lucy and Erza a fresh meeting.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or Fate.
Chapter 1 - A King's Arrival
Lucy scanned the row of buildings on the mostly empty street. It was dark already and most of the towns folk had long retired to the warmth of their homes for the night. She spotted the building she was looking for and frowned at its shoddy shape but entered the creaky wooden building nonetheless. She walked right up to the counter which was lit by a lone lightbulb and plopped a bag of coins down.
"Room for one."
The innkeeper, an old man with beady eyes and unkempt curly brown hair peered down at her small form. Lucy stood tall and proud under his gaze. He couldn't see much of her face due to the large hood and cloak she wore. If he could, he no doubt would be shivering in fear. Lucy hated it when people got too close to her, especially filth like him. The innkeeper observed her for a moment before peeking into the money bag on the counter.
"You're a little young to be staying by yourself, aren't ye?" Despite his skepticism, he was already counting the coins in the bag, entranced by the amount of money she offered without prompting. Lucy watched with mild interest as greed spilled from his sunken eyes. "Where are ye parents? Aren't they worried?"
Instead of a verbal answer, a sword suddenly appeared inches in front of the man's face. "Did I say you can ask questions, mongrel?" Lucy asked calmly with a hint of a threatening underton.
The innkeeper recoiled as if she'd physically struck him. He shook his head furiously, nearly whimpering. Lucy spared his life and put the sword away.
"My room?" It wasn't a request, nor a question. It was a command.
The innkeeper hastily gathered the coins before nearly tripping over himself to retrieve a room key. "Y-yes. Of course. Down the hall and to the left. It should be the first room at the end of the hallway."
Without bothering to thank the man, Lucy grabbed the key and quickly headed down the hallway he pointed out. The entire time, she could feel his eyes on her back. She fought back a scowl of disgust and held back her anger.
The room was musty and smelled like mold. She touched the bed sheets and had to fight back the urge to wipe her hands on her cloak. They were moist. Lucy wrinkled her nose in disgust. Memories of her past life rushed through her mind. Once upon a time, she was a king, surrounded by the finest things. Her wealth was endless.
Now, she was a runaway girl with no home our country at her beck and call. The only comfort she did have was that she still had her magic and her beloved treasures.
Using her magic, she created a golden ripple in the air and summoned forth her belongings - a nice bed with soft clean covers, a book to read before bed, and finally a cup of King's Wine. Lucy quickly materialised her pajamas and climbed into bed. Taking a sip from the gold goblet, she flipped opened the book. Tomorrow, she continued her journey.
She didn't really have a goal in mind. Each day, she searched for entertainment. Currently, she was wandering around aimlessly through a forest, not caring where her feet carried her. She crossed paths when an old, very old, short man. The old man greeted her cheerfully with a smile.
"Hello little girl, where are you headed?" the old man asked kindly. Before Lucy could decide how to react the trees above them rustled and a group of bandits jumped out.
"Well, well, well. What do we have 'ere?" One bandit smirked. "An old man and a little girl. I say we got easy pickings today."
"Give us your belongings and we'll let you pass," another grinned greasily at Lucy. Lucy took one look at these poorly put together bandits and started laughing. "Hahahaha!"
The bandits and the old man all watched in confusion as she continued to laugh boisterously, clutching her stomach.
"What's so funny?" one of the bandits demanded angrily after Lucy wouldn't stop.
"Ah," Lucy sighed in laughter. She straightened up. "You fools. Who gave you permission to gaze upon royalty? Perish like the filth you are." Next to her, the old man started in surprise. He had not expected such a commanding tone nor aura to come from such a small child.
Growling, the bandits settled into their offensive stances and magic circles started popping up. Next to Lucy, the old man tensed.
"Child, maybe it isn't so smart to provoke them," the old man observed exasperatedly. They were surrounded by nearly twenty mages.
Lucy smirked looking all the more at ease. Her eyes flickered to the old man briefly. "I am no child. I am a king," she announced looking every bit like a ruler, before refocusing her attention to the bandits in front of them.
One bandit foolishly charged at her. He managed to get a few feet closer before he suddenly let out a pained cry and fell to the ground. His arm laid severed from his body three feet away. The other bandits suddenly backed away in fear.
"You want treasures?" Lucy asked addressing the bandits. "Let your unworthy eyes witness the greatest treasures in the world!" Golden circles rippled through the air behind her, a weapon readied and aimed in each one.
Before any of them could react, it began to rain steel. Weapons of all sorts of shapes and sizes fell consistently onto the bandits. Soon, many were injured, their blood staining the green of the forest grass. Lucy was ready to end their pathetic lives if not for the voice that stopped her.
"Stop!"
Lucy paused her attack and turned to face the old man next to her. The man glared at her.
"That is enough, don't you think child?" he asked. Though Lucy could tell he was a bit angry at her, his eyes stayed kind. "Spare their lives," he pleaded. "They've got what they've deserved, haven't they?" The bandits groaned in response.
Lucy raised an eyebrow at the old man. This was curious indeed. The bandits were just about to rob them, yet this old man was pleading to spare their lives. She smirked. How interesting.
She scoffed to the bandits. "Very well. You aren't worth my time anyways."
There was definitely a point in time, in her previous life - before she went on a quest for immortality, before he lost him - that she most definitely would not have stopped. But she was wiser than her younger other self. She'd learned mercy.
She turned, ready to leave when she heard hurried footsteps running after her. It was the old man again.
"What do you want old man?" Lucy demanded impatiently.
"What's your name child?" he asked her gently.
Lucy quirked her eyebrow at the peculiar question. "Lucy," she answered.
The old man studied her. "Well, Lucy. I am Makarov, the master of a guild called Fairy Tail. I see you're quite young and a talented mage. Are you perhaps interested in joining Fairy Tail?"
Lucy stared at this man incredulously. It baffled her that he would want someone who was so ready to kill those bandits earlier in his guild, yet he seemed genuine.
"How would this guild benefit me?" Lucy asked, genuinely curious for once but she didn't show it.
"If you join, Fairy Tail will become your new family. Every member is family," the old man stated. "You can also hone your magic among the best in Magnolia. There are many talented mages your age and older. One of them even has a magic similar to yours. She's even around your age."
It was the last two sentences that peaked Lucy's interest. Someone had the same magic as her? She wanted to scoff. Nothing could match her Gate of Babylon. It was the ultimate expression of overwhelming force. Deciding to see the truth for herself, she looked the old man in the eye. Maybe she'd finally find the entertainment she was looking for.
"Very well. Take me to this guild of yours. I will decided whether or not it is worthy of presence."
The old man's face lit up. "I'm sure you'll love it, my child!"
Magnolia was a gorgeous city surrounded with water and mountains. Lucy quite liked the way it looked. Makarov led her to a three storied building with the insignia of Fairy Tail proudly on display. He grinned at her briefly being opening the door and ducking immediately.
Lucy watched with growing humor as a beer keg came flying over his head. She recognized the sounds of a brawl happening inside. It seemed like Fairy Tail was already proving to be quite interesting.
"Quiet you brats!" Makarov screamed, shaking his tiny fist in the air. The brawl gradually came to a stop as everyone looked towards them. Lucy boredly observed the guild's occupants.
"Oh, Master's back!" a kid with pink hair exclaimed happily, spewing fire out of his mouth. A blue cat hovered over his shoulders.
"And he's brought a girl," another kid with black hair and no clothes except a pair of boxers exclaimed.
Lucy observed the two children. They were about her age and one obviously had an affinity for fire while the other had an affinity towards ice. She quirked an eyebrow in response. She was not impressed so far.
"Let me introduce to you Lucy!" Makarov announced. "She may be potentially joining Fairy Tail so treat her nicely. Please give her a warm Fairy Tail welcome!" The entire guild erupted into cheers and the next thing she knew, everyone was drinking and brawling all over again.
Several kids around her age approached her. Makarov introduced them as Natsu, Gray, Mirajane, Elfman, and Lisanna.
"Hi Luigi! Fight me!" Natsu exclaimed excitedly, lighting his fists on fire.
"Aye!" the blue flying cat cheered.
"What's your magic?" Gray asked, looking at Lucy trying to see uninterested.
"Heh, I hope you're tough, new girl," Mirajane smirked down at her.
"Are you a man?" Elfman growled in a deep voice with a smile.
"How old are you?" Lisanna asked.
Lucy tsked in disapproval as they continued to bombard her with questions. She hated being crowded around and everyone was in her personal space.
"Back off, you mongrels." She used her Gate of Babylon ability and golden magic circles appeared in front of everyone. They backed off a step as soon as they saw the swords coming out at them. Most of them got the message and stayed a good distance away from the blonde.
Only one didn't.
"Woah!" Natsu stared at the sword that was suspended centimeters from his nose. "That's so cool! Is this your magic?It's kinda like Erza's!"
Lucy sighed and dropped her ability. It looked like this one lacked a bit of common sense. She heard someone approach from behind and turned around. It was a girl with red hair and brown eyes wearing armour.
"Hello, my name is Erza Scarlet. Welcome to the guide Lucy," the redhead introduced herself and Lucy immediately recognized the name as the one Natsu mentioned.
Erza stared curiously at Lucy. "I couldn't help but overhear Natsu. If you don't mind me asking, what is your magic?"
"You mean this?" Lucy asked, summoning a couple of weapons from her treasury. "I shall forgive you for being curious. It is only natural after all. This is my Gate of Babylon. I collected all the treasures on earth and am able to summon them on will," she boasted proudly.
"Interesting," Erza mused, eyeing the suspended swords in the air. She quickly summoned enough swords of her own to match Lucy's. "It is quite like my requip magic. I call it the Knight."
Everyone backed up even further away from the two girls as they stared each other down.
Lucy grinned up at the slightly taller redhead. Her instinct had been right. This Erza girl was proving to be quite interesting. But still, she was no match for her. "Impressive. Unfortunately, your magic is still no match for my Gate of Babylon. It is a knockoff at best."
Her words caused Erza to frown and stare disapprovingly at her. "A knockoff?"
Lucy shrugged. "Of course. Unlike your requip magic, I am not limited to a couple of fake swords and armors. It's not something you can understand. The total amount of my wealth even exceeds my knowledge, but as long as it's a 'treasure', then it obviously belongs to me. "
Erza fumed silently, glaring daggers at the arrogant blonde. "Fake?" Erza's grip on her sword tightened. "Such big talk for a ten year old. You're just a rich kid."
Lucy crossed her arms in annoyance. "I'm twelve you mongrel," she retorted. "And I would be careful if I were you. You are challenging a King."
"So you're two years younger," Erza observed, crossing her arms to mirror Lucy's stance. "And so am I," she revealed. "I am the King of Knights."
Lucy quirked an unimpressed eyebrow. "There can be but one king. I am the one true king, the King of Heroes!" Lucy declared. "It seems we have no choice but to duel it out."
Erza smirked back. "So it seems, King of Heroes. By the end of today, you will no longer be a king."
Lucy broke into laughter. Normally she would have skewered anyone who talked to her like that, but there was something about Erza that piqued her interest. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to test the redhead. She'd just hoped the red head wouldn't disappoint. Lucy hated being disappointed after all.
"Bring it, King of Knights" Lucy grinned confidently. The two girls stared each other down as the rest of the guild began to babble.
"Did the new kid just challenge Erza to a fight?"
"She's got guts."
"She's going to get killed!"
"Place your bets!"
Outside, the two girls faced each other from opposite sides of the battlefield. Their guild members watched from the sideline with curiosity and fascination.
"Let the duel between Erza Scarlet and Lucy begin!" Makarov announced.
Erza immediately requipped two swords and charged at Lucy who stood unfazed in her spot. Behind her, the golden circles of the Gate of Babylon shimmered as she shot weapon after weapon at the charging redhead.
Erza dodged and deflected each projectile. As she jumped around, Lucy merely stayed rooted to her spot, smirking.
Erza growled as she dodged another sword. This wasn't working. She would never get close to Lucy this way. She had to change tactics. Stopping, she quickly requipped into her Heaven's Wheel Armour. Twenty or so swords were suspended in mid air behind her, all aimed at Lucy.
Lucy grinned at Erza's little outfit change. "That's a little revealing for a fourteen year old, isn't it?"
Erza did not take the bait. She remained serious. The swords above her moved to create a circle. "Dance, my blades!" she commanded. The swords came flying at Lucy but before they could reach her, they were shot down by Lucy's own weapons.
"Is that all you have?" Lucy taunted.
Erza scowled. "I'm just getting started." Suddenly hundreds of swords began to appear behind her. The other guild mates watched in awe and fear as a huge wall of swords appeared behind the redhead.
"Please, I thought I told you that wouldn't work," Lucy commented unimpressed. She was slowly starting to get bored of this duel.
Not listening, Erza willed her hundred of swords to fly at Lucy, taking flight to charge at the girl herself. "Blumenblatt!"
Everyone else watched on the verge of interfering in case the newbie got skewered by one of Erza's swords. It wouldn't have made a very welcoming statement to the blonde's first day with Fairy Tail. But to their astonishment, Lucy didn't even flinch. She didn't seem scared or concerned at all.
"Useless," she sighed. Erza was not getting it. Everything the girl was doing was pointless against her. Without even blinking, she unleashed a torrent of swords and spears upon the redhead. Even after neutralizing all of Erza's swords, she did not stop her onslaught of weapons, forcing the redhead to defend.
"Do you see now?" Lucy asked boredly, checking her nails before pocketing both her hands. She glanced uncaringly at Erza who was still struggling to block the unending storm of steel. "You're completely outmatched."
Erza grit her teeth. Lucy's arrogance did not sit well with her. She had to teach that blonde a lesson. There was no way of winning without going all out, Erza took a deep breath and then requipped her ultimate armour and sword.
Her armour was in the form of an old, archaic style blue dress and steel. The weight of her sword rested familiarly and comfortably in her hands, its blade hidden by invisibility air. She released a burst of magic, blowing all the incoming weapons away.
Lucy paused her attack. Her gut instinct told her that somehow, this armour and sword was different than the others. It looked like she didn't have to be disappointed yet. The two continued to duel, with Erza and her new suit and Lucy with her Gate of Babylon. It seemed to come to a stand still, until finally, Erza stopped in her advances.
"I'm impressed. You're not too bad," Erza smirked and dispelled her invisible air, revealing a glimmering majestic blue sword with golden patterns. "Unfortunately, this will end in your defeat."
Lucy narrowed her eyes at Erza's big claims. "You say that, yet you can barely stand." She crossed her arms. "Meanwhile I have yet to move from my spot."
Erza slowly raised the sword over her head. It slowly gathered golden energy. "Let's put an end to this. The breath of the planet gathers. The torrent of life shines. Take this! EX-CALIBUR!" She brought the sword down in a heavy swing and a huge burst of magic hurtled towards Lucy.
Lucy widened her eyes in surprise. She'd underestimated Erza it seemed. She braced herself, knowing there was little she could to stop it.
The attack knocked her back several feet. Lucy grunted as she hit the floor. She looked up at her opponent, only to see Erza panting heavily and falling to her knees from exhaustion.
"Not bad, Scarlet," Lucy smirked to herself, getting up to her knees. She wiped away a small trickle of blood from her chin. Erza grinned at her from across the battlefield, equally, if not more, beaten.
Perhaps Fairy Tail was more interesting than she'd thought, Lucy mused. She might even stick around for a while. At least, until she got bored.
Later that day, she got her official Fairy Tail mark stamped on her chest right under her collarbone in red.