"The Legend of Dragon."
Chapter 2: Lucy Heartfilia.
30 years later…
I could hear a soft but firm knock on the doors to my father's chamber. I sighed as I knew it was another servant coming to bring in news about the vampire clan trying to take over the kingdom.
"Your majesty."
The servant looked at me next and bowed. "Princess."
I nodded my head once and he stood right back up facing my father once again.
I looked to my right through the corner of my eye at my father whom was standing looking outside of the window. We had been talking about the proposition the Saber tooth Vampire clan had offered.
A proposition I most definitely did not agreed with.
I took in a deep silent breath and I could see my father lift his hand letting the servant know that he could say what he came here to say.
"I have come here to deliver the news about our men who went to speak to the vampire clan."
"And what happened?"
My hands that had been folded nicely on my lap were currently gripping the silky blue fabric of my dress. Anxiety and panic settled so deep inside my stomach it was making me want to scream at the servant to just hurry up and spill the news.
"They murdered every single one of our men, my lord. Took them apart limb from limb… they only let one soldier live to return to the palace to deliver the news but even he suffered at their hands… They cut of his tongue and the tip of his right index finger and made him write their message with the blood dripping from it…"
I couldn't help but grimace and feel my whole body break out in a cold shiver. That man… no monster, his cruelty had no limits. After the servant had spoken there was an eerie silence filling the room, the tension could probably be felt from even beyond the double doors. My father was the first to break it.
"Do you have the letter with you?"
"Uh… yes! Yes, I do your majesty!"
"Please, hand it over to me."
The man walked right up to my father digging into his pants to get the letter. When he finally took it out I could see how the envelope was covered in stains of blood. I couldn't help but feel repulsed and only imagine the torture our men suffered at their hands. My father stood there with his right hand extended out, palm open while still looking outside his window.
I didn't know what the letter held but I could probably make a pretty clear assumption. I could hear the sound of paper and my father's deep sigh as he read the letter in silence. It took about two minutes for him to read through it but for me it felt like an eternity.
Then all at once I heard my father growl, he picked up a bottle of wine that had been at the table next to the window and slam it harshly against the wall. The glass and wine went everywhere; it even got on me and my dress since I had been sitting next to him.
I had been startled and let out a shocked gasp. I looked at my father and could see him gritting his teeth, veins popping out of his neck. I looked lower and I saw his hand gripping the broken bottle so tight his hand was white but his blood was dripping on the floor. The letter was on the floor next to him crumpled up.
He cut himself but I think the anger he was currently feeling was so strong he hasn't felt the pain yet. It made me really wonder what it was what was said in that letter.
"YOUR MAJESTY!" I saw the man running towards my father then in less than a second two women dashed through the doors to go assist him.
"Oh my god! My Lord, your hand!" one woman screamed.
"My Lord, are you okay? Please, let us attend to your wound." The other woman said who was currently inspecting his wounded hand.
My father shook out of his anger and looked towards me and my wine stained dress. He frowned.
"Lucy, My daughter, I'm sorry for ruining your beautiful dress."
I shook my head while getting up. "No father, please don't worry." I looked down at his hand and frowned. "Please, go to our doctor downstairs so he may help you!"
He sighed loudly and nodded his head. He began walking out of the room with all three servants by his side making sure he was okay and wouldn't faint on the way down. They were almost out the door before my father stopped for a second and looked over his shoulder.
"Lucy."
I looked up and stared into his eyes.
"Yes, father?"
He looked troubled and he furrowed his eyebrows but then slowly shook his head.
"Nothing, I'll speak with you later. You are dismissed my daughter."
"Okay."
They walked out the room after that, the doors to the chamber closing softly. I was dismissed yet my mind couldn't stop itself from wanting to know what was written in that stupid letter. I knew I shouldn't be snooping but to hell with it!
I grabbed my dress a bit to walk briskly over to the letter. I bent over quickly and picked the letter up. I began to open it then walked back over to the table and placed the letter flat against the surface to try and smooth it out. Once I deemed it good I picked it back up and began to read.
The Jokes are on you Jude…
I hope you love my gift. You and me both know how HARD it is to get red ink but here I managed to get some perfectly fine… you're welcome! Anyways, whenever you are ready to talk business you know where to find me though I should let you know I will take your kingdom regardless and while I'm at it I'll take your precious daughter and make her my very first human slave.
Whom am I kidding… she won't be the first but the first princess I enslave.
I can just imagine what a wonderful whore she will be.
Ta-Ta Lord Jude.
S.E
The sudden anger that rushed through made me crumple the letter up once again then I threw it on the floor. I decided it was time to leave, I would go and take a bath and change my clothing since this dress was already ruined. I made my way out of my father's chamber without really caring if I was walking like a mad man. The audacity of that monster; HOW DARE HE!
A whore…
The day that I will ever be someone's whore will be the day when the cattle we have outside grow wings and fly!
It will be the day that I'm no longer a woman and have grown a penis!
It will be never!
Let's not even mention how he considers all of this a joke. Killing innocent men; torturing people for no reason… a joke. How can someone be so… so… lord, I don't even have a word for what that man is.
I did notice however that the bastard left his initials on the bottom. My father along with the vampire clan whom he was on good terms with knew who this guy was and they made sure to never let me know anything beyond the fact that he wanted to take over our kingdom. Well, that was about to change because they clearly needed help in stopping the lunatic and as the future queen of this kingdom I would rightfully know who this man was.
I haven't seen my father this upset since when I was little and my mother died. It was around that same time when mass murders of people were made by this vampire who went by the name of dragon. That was a long time ago and people even now a day's pretended that that never happened because it was as if it never did.
Dragon disappeared and no one has ever heard of him again.
Well, he hasn't completely disappeared because few still say they see him.
It didn't matter though as long as he wasn't on a killing spree I was calm.
Though as I grew up I did my researched on him and read about the brutal ways he murdered people, some people even say he wasn't just a vampire and that a witch put a spell on him allowing him to use the element of fire hence why he was called dragon.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at that thought. I have never heard of such a thing happening and I myself don't quite believe it myself. Witches and vampires don't really mix. There has to be another explanation…
Whatever I choose to believe those are all just legends and that he was a just a crazed vampire on a killing spree; simple.
I even wonder sometimes if he even existed… maybe it's been this man by the initials of S and E all this time. I guess I will never know now will I?
And I also might as well guess that if ever do find out if it was this man or not… that humanity has lost all hope… that I would be that vampires…
NO! Stop it! I refuse to think this negatively! There has got to be a way to salvage my father's kingdom… there just has to be!
I reached the doors to my room and opened both doors swiftly. I immediately saw My best friend Levy sitting in a chair reading a book. She had glasses on and looked so concentrated in what she was doing she completely missed me opening the doors.
"Good Afternoon Levy-Chan!"
It was only around Levy that I felt like I could be myself and not have to talk properly. She understood me so well, sometimes when we were younger we would plan always make different plans on how to escape and runaway. Later on we figured out how dumb that would be and how we would need to do a whole bunch of shit to even manage to pull it off.
Levy lifted her head up and smiled brightly at me.
"Lu-Chan! Good afternoon! How was… Lu-chan, what happened to your dress!?" her eyes were wide as she looked at the splotches that covered the front of my dress.
"Let's just say I had a little accident in my father's chamber."
"So I take it that the meeting with Lord Jude didn't go very well, huh?"
"Lu-Chan…"
"And we didn't even get to finish the conversation we were having… we were interrupted by a servant who brought a letter from the soldiers that went to talk to the vampire clan… needless to say it has gotten worse." I sighed and dropped down onto my bed.
"I don't know what to do Levy… I'm afraid of what is to come…"
"Lu-Chan…"
"What do I do?"
What do I do though? I'm not like my mother… I don't even think that I' am capable of even being a queen.
I feel so useless…
Incapable…
"Lu-Chan, don't worry I'm most positive that we will come out of this victorious!"
I looked to my right and saw levy smiling at me, though I could tell she was also worried she was being strong for me.
"You think so?"
She nodded her head at me and her smile got even wider.
Thank you Levy…
"Master Makarov."
I looked up briefly from the work paper's I had piled on my desk to see Erza standing in the door way. I nodded my head briefly then looked back down to continue reading a recent request I had gotten from a faraway kingdom.
I knew this particular job could only be done by…
"Master we have received a message directly from the kind himself."
My thoughts were immediately interrupted and I looked at Erza again who had a look off uncertainty in her eyes.
"What does the king want?"
She walked over to my desk and placed the letter promptly on it.
"I have not opened it, master, so I do not know what the king has said."
A ran both of my hands over my face and looked off to the side; the stress weighing down heavily on my shoulders. If Jude himself wrote me a letter then it could not be good. It would mean that Sting is getting out of hand.
This was not good, not good at all.
I haven't been this worried over another vampire since Natsu.
I swear I get rid of one brat and get another brat to be a pain in my ass the next second.
What was wrong with these boys!
I looked down at the letter in front of me and with much dread picked it up so that I could read it.
I held it firmly as I began to read, Erza just stood there silent.
Dear Makarov,
I have something to speak with you please meet me tonight at midnight in the kingdoms garden.
Bring Erza and Mirajane. We have much to discuss.
Best regards,
King Jude Heartfilia.
I looked at Erza who looked expectantly at me.
"Get Mirajane, We have a meeting at midnight with the king."
She nodded her head then promptly left the room.
A meeting… this was not good.
Not good at all.
I just hope we are able to solve this as soon as possible.
I hope I do not have to ask for his help.
11:30 pm that day…
I was lying down on my bed with my arms spread wide on either side of me. I stared at the painting that was on my ceiling. It was of the night sky, blue, navy blue and black meshed together filled with stars. In the center there was a huge moon with clouds surrounding it.
It was beautiful.
I liked to imagine that it was real and I was lying down in a grass field looking up. Hence, why I'm in the position I'm in right now.
I remember when my mother used to lay down with me. She would tell me how when she was little she would escape in the night to her garden and just stared up at moon.
She thought of the dark sky as hauntingly beautiful.
Terrifying yet peaceful; you could be terrified of it, you could find comfort in it.
She would say no one appreciated the beauty of the night. How the moon shined, with a billion stars surrounding it.
It was majestic… it was just misunderstood.
After she passed away I knew I wanted my ceiling to be painted this way so that I could always remember her, I guess in my own way spend some time with her right before I went to bed.
I think my mother was right but I think she also forgot about how horrible the night could be. It could be misleading.
Because once the sun was down all the monsters would come out to play.
Despite that, I loved the night and even though weird creatures roamed around in it I was not afraid of them.
They were like the dark sky… misunderstood.
And if I really think about it, they could only come out once it was dark.
It was only during the night time when they could be free.
A firm knock on my door shook me out of my thoughts. I turned my head towards the door.
"Come in!"
The door opened revealing my father.
"I see you're starring at the ceiling again." Then he turned his head to look a small smile gracing his face.
"It amazes me how much you are like your mother."
"Oh, papa." I looked up and sighed then looked towards my father once again. He was staring at me with a look of determination.
"Lucy, I was just coming here to let you know that I will be out for a bit." My eyebrows furrowed as I sat up on my bed.
"This late into the night? But…"
"I have to Lucy. Do not fret my daughter I will be with Makarov and Erza."
Erza? Erza was coming!?
I haven't seen her in such a long time.
"Well, if you're gonna be with them then I'll ta-"
"No Lucy, you are to stay here safely inside the castle!"
"But Father!"
"This is between the adults and you, I'm afraid, are still a child… now please go to bed."
I couldn't help but scoffed and cross my arms.
Child… Pfft, I was already considered a woman and ready for marriage at my age, I was 16! I was not a child i was not a child if I was supposed to be wedded soon!
My father began to walk towards my door to leave. He was almost out of my room when he turned back quickly to wish me goodnight.
I sighed as I let my body fall boneless against my covers and pillows.
I hope he really does return home safe.
Jude was pacing back and forth in the gazebo that was in the garden. His two most trustworthy servants were there standing trying to calm down his nerves a bit.
He knew he should calm down and stop fretting. He knew that if he was calmer he would be able to think more rationally. He knew this yet… Yet it was something that was impossible at the moment.
How could he stand still when his daughter's life was in jeopardy!
Lucy's mother was special she could have protected her but himself? He was just an ordinary human.
He was an ordinary king, just how could he protect his people from those monsters?
He couldn't he just knew that he had to.
He had to protect his little girl. He had to find a way to stop all of the madness that was going on right now.
He just had to.
And he would do it at any cost, whether Lucy liked it or not, whether his people accepted it or not.
He would not let his daughter be taken by that barbaric man nor would he want to see her end up in the same fate as her mother.
No. never.
He would never let that happened.
He would save his daughter and his kingdom.
At the moment he felt presences and he looked up and saw Makarov with Erza and Mirajane. They walked up the steps to the Gazebo and stopped a few feet in front of him.
"Makarov… you finally arrived."
So yeah… this chapter two I know not much happened but it was necessary to the story. We have finally met Lucy! Yay lol.
Anyways Natsu will be appearing in probably a chapter or two. We shall see how he is after ten years.
Well, my readers… ENJOY!
Next Chapter - The Decision.
