Author's note: I own nothing. That's right nothing but hope you enjoy. First fanfic so keep your fingers crossed.
Lucy Heartfilia sat on the edge of the forest her back leaned up against a tree. She sighed as a gentle breeze whipped her blonde hair in front her face. Lucy closed her large brown eyes and listened to the birds nearby. The sun warmed her face and her body told her not to leave but her mind knew better.
Today was the reaping and if she was caught outside when the Grand Magic Counsel showed up they would likely syphon all her magic from her body. Lucy shivered and stood up. She took one last look at the vast field of grass that led to the distant mountains. The thoughts of her running away came back but she shook them off.
No, Cana wouldn't forgive me if I ran.
As she started walking back the familiar whirring of the Counsel's blimp came close. Lucy hid behind the bush and watched the sky. Her eyes caught onto a flash of silver before it disappeared. Lucy let out a breath and continued walking being cautious to blend into the forest.
She would have time to get ready for the reaping if Virgo helped her. Suddenly Lucy stopped in her tracks.
But Cana can't. Not any more at least.
Cana was a servant to Lucy's family. In being the governor's and one of the victors of the Dragon Games daughter Lucy didn't make a lot of friends, except for Cana. Every year before the reaping Lucy and Cana sneaked out of the house and under the barbed wire fence. Lucky for them Cana received a pocket knife from her dad before he was sent to Magnolia.
Lucy still remembered what her friend had told her last year before Cana had been chosen.
"You know maybe being in the Dragon Games won't be so bad."
"What do you mean? I thought you hated the Games." Lucy asked unsure of what to think.
"I'll finally see my dad. Hey, and maybe both of us will get called." Lucy grimaced and turned away as Cana laughed. "Don't worry even if we're on different teams I'll kill anybody who touches you."
Lucy turned to her with a smirk. "You're drunk aren't you?" Cana stood and shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe."
Lucy broke from her daze just in time to see the barb wires inches from her face. She sighed and felt in her pocket for Cana's knife. When she pulled it out she noticed the blade was getting dull.
I'll just get Virgo to sharpen it.
As Lucy cut a wire she thought about the Dragon Games. About a hundred years before Lucy was ever born the Land of Fiore lived in peace together. But now the Land was spilt in four different Provinces; The Holders Province which handled the money and was a safety net incase the Magnolia's bank ran dry. They were also known as the weakest Province because the held mages that only used magic through objects and celestial beings. Rarely did they ever fight by themselves. The Province used for guarding the Grand Counsel was the Body Province. These magicians used magic within their body to protect them. The strongest Province but also the smallest was the Lost Province. People who lived in this Province used magic that had been lost or banned. Finally, the Province responsible for the Dragon Games was the Independent Province. Their original name was lost in history so they were now called the Independent because they did not want to be controlled by the Counsel.
After the rebellion the Independent Province was utterly destroyed by the capital, the Grand Counsel ordered that the Lost Province and the other Provinces must learn from this rebellion. Since the Lost Province was on the Independent's side their punishment was far worse than the Holders and Bodies.
Every year candidates from the age of 12-18 must be placed in an arena and be ready to fight to the death. The Lost Province has to pick 8 people to compete. After each candidate spins a wheel to see if their partner is a Body or Holder, but they do not know their teammate until they arrive at the Lost Province.
Lucy sighed heavily as she reached her 2-story stone house.
"Wish me luck, Cana."
You don't need luck, kiddo. A voice said in the back of her mind. Lucy searched for the voice but gave up and walked through the door.