Chapter 2: Chapter 2 (by Deathsembrace137)


Chapter Two

Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail

My heart stopped as I watched the light flicker and then leave his eyes. The bright blue depths clouding over, never to see the sun again. Never to glare again, never to pout again, never to laugh, or smile again. Never to look searchingly into my eyes and whisper 'I love you' again.

A broken sob choked out of my throat. A tightness gripped my heart, chilling me to my soul and then, panic seized me.

"Noooooooo!" I screamed, my lungs bursting with the effort it took, my throat burning, as I screamed, that one word, over and over. He couldn't be gone. He couldn't be dead. Not after that. Not after saving me.

How could he sacrifice himself for me? How could he love me, when he barely knew me? Yet, I knew it was true, I was able to see, in his eyes during those last moments, that it was true. He loved me. So much so, that he was willing to lay down his life for me.

My hands fought their way out from where they were pinned, and I grasped his shoulders. My hands clutched desperately at his still warm skin, sweat lingering from the fight making it hard to keep hold.

"Laxus! Wake up! Laxus!" I cried, my voice breaking and cracking. "Pleease. Please Laxus. Don't leave me. Stay with me. Laxus. LAXUS!" I screamed and cried, over and over, my hands trying to shake him, trying to somehow bring the life back to him, but slowly hope left me, and fear gripped me. Reality set in. He, Laxus, was dead.

"He's dead. Laxus is dead." I mumbled to myself. My face drained of all blood, and I felt sick to my stomach. My eyes stared back at the face staring lifelessly at me, a small smile still on his face. My breath caught, and I started crying again. Harder than before. Harder than I ever cried in my entire life. "He's dead. He's Dead. He's dead." I began chanting, my eyes glazing over, as I repeated myself, unable to stop, as I stared at him, tears streaming down my face.

I felt hands grasping me, and a warm light surround me. The Master's voice bellowing out orders, and yelling for people to move out of the way. I felt and heard it, but ignored it. The only thing that mattered was Laxus, staying with Laxus, but he was being pulled away from me.

I screamed in terror, launching myself at the man who saved me, trying desperately to maintain my hold on him, even as strong hands tried to hold me back. But, I persisted. I needed to be with him. I couldn't leave him. I needed him. I needed to stay with him.

"Noooooo! Laxus! Let me go. Let me go." I screamed as my hands gave, and I was pulled away, Laxus fading from view, my eyes just catching Wendy's hands lighting up, Gray icing over wounds, and Master pale and serious, clutching at his heart.

As he left my view, I gave up. Falling limp in whomever's arms were carrying me. My mouth was still moving, and I realized I had again started repeating 'he's dead' over and over.

My hands and arms wound around my middle, trying to hold myself in, trying to gain some small sense of comfort. But, it failed me. Nothing could comfort me. He was dead, and I was alive. It wasn't fair.

I felt myself set down on a soft surface, and the back of my mind registered it as my bed. I was home. My eyes slugglishly moved up to see who brought me here, and I found myself staring into the worried red eyed gaze of Gajeel. He started to open his mouth, but I turned away, tuning out all sounds, and ignoring the fact that the world was still going on around me.

Curling into the smallest ball possible, I lay on my bed in despair, my mind endlessly repeating in monotone, "He is dead." Tears and sobs leaving my body, until I fell asleep, my throat aching, and my heart broken.

Opening my eyes, I continued staring out at the thunder storm raging outside my window, the rain pouring down in sheets, pelting loudly upon my rooftop. I couldn't stop thinking about him. Crying over him. Reliving that day over and over. I didn't want to stop either. Laxus, in just that one moment, had become everything that mattered to me, and he was the only thing I wanted on my mind. Closing my eyes, I again drifted back into my memories of that night...

Hearing voices mumbling, I opened my eyes. My throat ached terribly, and my eyes were gritty and felt puffy. All I wanted to do was go was go back to sleep, to fall back into the pit of despair I'd thrown myself in. I deserved it. Because of me, Laxus was dead.

Before I could roll back over, I heard a rough voice tell someone else that I was awake, and a moment later, Master Macarov walked into my room, Freed following close behind, while Gajeel lingered in the doorway. My mind faintly noted the bandages covering both Freed and Gajeel, before I was suddenly struck with the reason they were here.

They would want to know what happened. How I let their best friend, and grandson die. I cringed inwardly, needles of fear spiking through and seizing my heart. My throat closed up, and I knew, I wouldn't be able to speak of it. It was too soon. I could relive it in my mind, but speaking it aloud. It would make it real. And this couldn't be real.

Before I could say anything, Master sat himself on the edge of my bed, and presented me with the warmest, kindest smile I'd ever received. Instantly tears flowed from my eyes, and my body reacted, throwing itself towards the gentle old man, my arms wrapping around him, as I hugged him.

"I'm so so sorry." I cried, my tears soaking through his wizard saint cape.

"Lucy, Lucy. My dear child. You did nothing wrong." The Master murmured to me, while gently patting my back.

Fred sat down beside Master, and looking unsure, reached a hand to me, and laid it on my wrist. "Lucy, there's something you should know. About Laxus." he started to say, but I cut him off.

"No, don't. I can't hear it. I already know. He loved me. He loved me, and now he's dead... because of me." I finished, whispering the last half, as tears again welled into my eyes. I quickly squeezed them shut, and dropped my head down, refusing to meet the eyes of those closest to Laxus.

I felt horrible. I didn't even know the man, and here I was crying, while they consoled me. It should be the other way around. I should be comforting them. I had no right to be here, crying and despairing over a man who I had not known. Who I had not loved.

I was about to slip back into the recesses of my mind, when Master's voice spoke up, the words like cold water being thrown on me, shocking me to alertness. "No, Lucy. You didn't kill him. Laxus is alive. He's in a coma. But he is alive."


So, Laxus is alive, Yay! You know we couldn't kill one of our favorite leading men...

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