Title: Lux in Tenebris Latent: Celestial Fusion
Category: Anime/Manga » Fairy Tail
Author: 8BitOtaku
Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: General
Chapters: 2, Words: 2,297
Chapter 2: Second Thoughts
Words: 1,229
Summary: Team Natsu went on a mission that broke them; yet made them whole at the same time. Driven nearly to brink to the brink of insanity Lucy uses a new power, a dark power to save the lives of them all. Little do they know that what she has done has sent her spiralling down a deep dark road one that she will possibly never come back from. When all else fails will the light save them?
A/N: Hideli Ho, neighborino! I'm having a bit of an identity crisis and have changed my pen name about 4 times.
Thanks for continuing reading this story, I know its not as good as some of the other ones out there, but I try my best! In regards to the pairings in this story, I'm definitely leaning towards some Lucy x Gajeel or Natsu, with some one-sided Lucy x Laxus or something. Its a head canon of mine that's pretty much the entire plot to a romance oriented crack!fic.
I updated this a little early, so Enjoy!
I opened my eyes groggily, and quickly shut them again. Too bright. I realised I was moving, and fast. My eyes flew open in shock, and once again I shut them quickly. When I pried open my eyes again a few moments later, I did it slowly and allowed my eyes time to adjust. A small sigh of relief escaped my mouth. And Erza, ever diligent Erza was not about to miss it. She, who was, driving the SE plug car we were currently travelling in decided to alert all of her other passengers.
"She's awake!" Ezra cheered, rather forcefully, with this Gray and Natsu who were trying to start a conversation with a sullen Wendy turned to me and yelled,
"You're awake!" As if I needed confirmation on my own state of consciousness.
"And we're here," Erza announced as she climbed out of the car and swiftly unloaded her large amount of luggage. She winced as she handled a particularly bulky spare armour stand case, and only then did I notice the large amount of bandages that were wrapped around her swordsman's frame. Natsu and Gray, who were covered in all sorts of creams and bandages, were fighting over who would get out of the car first.
"Flame Shit!"
"Ice Prick!"
"Baka!"
"Asshole!"
"Is that fighting I hear?"
"No, we are the best of friends!"
That's my team.
I tried to get up and cried out in pain, it felt like my whole body was on fire. I couldn't move either, it was horrible. I scrambled around aimlessly even though it was hurting me. Some instinct deep down was telling me get out of my bindings, horrible images filled my mind disjointed and flickering but still there. Everything was black, white and grey, the only colour that showed through were the crimson variations of not only the dried but also fresh blood that flowed from the mutilated bodies of my friends, and other strange people with malicious smiles and jeers.
I screamed. I screamed until my voice went hoarse. I felt strong arms holding down my convulsing body. The warm smell of ash and wood smoke surrounded me as I felt the arms encircle my waist. I instantly calmed down. The familiar touch was something I was very used to yet I couldn't put my finger on where I knew it from. I heard the sounds of welcome backs and screams, namely from MiraJane.
"What happened to you!?" I heard her scream, my eyes where still closed and I was still drifting through consciousness and unconsciousness so I couldn't really answer.
"Mira, shush, you'll wake her." The voice spoke harshly but somehow was still full of kindness. I felt a strong pang of some emotion that I couldn't label. Something about this voice, this voice that was present in so many of my memories. Something made me feel so sorrowful when I wasn't the one to garner this mysterious person's affections. I didn't know what it was, but this feeling absorbed and every part of me in such a way that made me feel warm and sent shocks all around my body that made me feel safe like nothing ever had before.
I felt myself ascending steps and finally being laid on a bed, after that I surrendered myself to the warm cotton embrace that was sleep.
The next time I opened my eyes, I awoke to the same ash and wood smoke smell I had fallen asleep thinking about. My eyes opened to see a fuzzy pink object lying upon my chest. Thinking it was a toy I tried to pick it up but only succeeded in pulling it up higher, it seemed to be connected to something. Only when it turned around, looked at me and blinked its olive green eyes did I realise it was someone's head.
"Kya!" I squealed.
"Hi Lucy!" Natsu said, "How are you feeling?"
"Uh, good..." I said uncertainly. After a few moments of uncharacteristic silence I asked, "Hey, um… Natsu, do you remember what happened in that warehouse because I only remember parts of it,"
Instantly his features darkened, I looked at him determinedly, hoping that he would still tell me. He knew what I wanted, I was determined to get it. He launched into an in depth recount of what happened throughout those faithful days. I remembered parts of it, like getting the mission approved and MiraJane's worried face as we walked out the door.
I sighed quietly as he recounted the horrid events to me. Suddenly, Natsu's voice came a little bit louder, and took on a slightly cheerful tone, equal parts happy and awed. Curious as to what part of that horrible ordeal could make him smile, I turned my head back to him and saw that he was looking at me straight on. He was talking about all of the amazing things I had supposedly done. I knew instantly what it was. I brushed my hand over my keys feeling that no one in this world was a better friend to me than my spirits. I gasped. Images filled my mind, one every nano second, yet I felt, smelt and tasted every image that flitted across my gaze.
I gasped… and screamed in pain… it was continuous. Even when the visions stopped I could till feel it, lingering.
"Lucy!" Natsu shouted.
"Huh?" I turned my head to him.
"Lucy, you just passed out for, like, 30 seconds or something. You were screaming and thrashing around."
I took a cursory glance around the room. I was surprised to see what looked like half of the guild packed into that small room, staring at me worriedly. But one face looked decidedly very amused. Laxus.
"Hey, Blondie. What's wrong? Can't get your spirits to do your dirty work anymore? I've told you before Team Natsu are all too weak! Erza, Stripper, Fire Shit and you Blondie. That mission was too hard! Leave the difficult jobs to the big boys!" He jeered.
I looked down at my blanket clad lap.
"You think I don't know that?" I forced out through clenched teeth "You think I don't know that job was too hard?! My friends and I almost died in there! Can't you even find it in yourself too care!?" With that I grabbed the crutches beside myself and swiftly swung my heavily casted legs out of bed.
Crutchering my way down the second floor stairs, I screamed as I felt a small bolt of lightning hit me in the small of my back. I lost my balance and tumbled down the stairs. I thumped down to the bottom loudly and felt my body curl in on itself protectively. I lay there, breathing heavily for what felt like hours but could have only been seconds.
I rolled over painfully, the fall down the stairs had reopened many of my wounds though I could barely tell the old, reopened wounds from the new ones that were bleeding heavily on my back.
I heard screams and shouts, one of which, I registered dimly as my own. There was a cool sensation on my upper back, and I knew instantly it was Wendy. Then a fireball coasted out the door and towards us. Acting on instinct, I grabbed Wendy and rolled out of the way. I looked down at her to say something but realised that she had fainted.
I sighed heavily, and instantly regretted it.
It hurt.
So yeah, I just did that. I think I might have to change the genre of this story to angst, because I'm not just gonna gloss over the events that happened in The Warehouse with Miyuki's gang. There is gonna be some serious psychological fallout, and I intend to exploit that fully. PTSD will most likely appear in later chapters.
Lucy does suffer from Epilepsy, or as it is now called Seizure Disorder, and I want to write that as accurately as possible. Multiple people in my family suffer from the same disorder, so I know what it looks like and how it is normally dealt with, but if anyone who reads this has some insider info, and they are comfortable telling me that would be extremely useful. Anyone who contributes will receive sneak peeks of the chapter before it goes up.
Next Update: Early-Mid May
See-yah next time!
- 8BitOtaku
