I've caught a few mistakes in the first chapters and revised them accordingly. Thank you Sweet-Angel of Love for my first review! I really appreciate it, I also don't like how 'wimpy' Lucy is often portrayed. I do not own Fairy Tail or anything really. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy! Again, I rewrote this to improve it a bit.

~~~Fairy Tail~~~

I rolled on my side to face Lucy. We were both exhausted… She had panda-like dark circles under her eyes that would be laughable in another situation. But the hard wooden floor we were laying on was uncomfortable enough to prevent sleep from overtaking us. Plus the rocking of the ship was slowly lulling me into a state of seasickness. If I had food in my stomach, I would have felt very nauseous by now.

"Speak of the devil," I thought. A woman appeared at the door holding a tray, stacked high with loaves of bread. As she began distributing them to the girls who were slowly pulling themselves into a sitting position, a man began handing out cups of water. The blonde man with small feet stood in the doorway, leering at us. He seemed to enjoy how some of the girls cowered in his presence. He left us alone however, leaving with the other two once everything was distributed. Guess they had to keep their 'merchandise' in good condition.

I scowled. How could they even think something like this was okay? Lucy seemed as shocked as I was at the information this morning. We both stiffly sat up and grabbed our bread, not having eaten since our capture. I nibbled slowly, hunger overcoming nausea for now. I glanced at Lucy who was not eating, but looking at the bread with a disgusted expression.

"No use not eating," I swallowed before continuing. "We need to be able to escape if the opportunity arises."

She winced, looking irritated. "I know…" She said slowly, finally taking a bite. "It's just… this is so unreal."

"I know," I looked at my shackled feet. "But we will absolutely escape." That glimmer of hope was looking more and more feeble every passing hour. Once we were teleported out of that room, we had been led below the deck of a ship along with fifty or so other girls. After being restrained, they had mostly left us alone and the ship had set sail. That was hours ago now… We must be far out to sea. And far away from any chance of rescue. That meant it was completely up to us to escape the terrible fate that awaited us in Enca.

"Can't think about that," I shook my head, trying to clear it of the horrible images. We absolutely must escape.

"So Lucy," I started, needing a distraction. "What's it like? Being in a guild I mean."

I was glad I asked. Her eyes immediately lit up and she brightly began talking about her life in Fairy Tail. Her friends, the chaos of the guild, the thrill of going on missions with Natsu and Happy… She seemed to love everything about her life. Before this of course.

"But you know…" She started sadly. "It's not always fun. There have been rough times too."

We spent the following days in much the same manner. Lucy would tell me about her life and I would share what I knew of mine. She talked about when she was kidnapped before by the guild Phantom Lord, I in turn told her how I was found by Polly with few memories and a strong seal to boot.

Lucy recounted her adventures and I listened with envy. Her very first true assignment, not the impromptu one with Macao and the Vulcan, had left me giggling. How Happy and Natsu had pretended to be ninjas and leveled a mansion to the ground. I soon learned enough about her friends that I was sure I'd recognize them if I ever walked into Lucy's guild.

She had also listened about how I lived with Polly and Alan after waking up. Living in a tree house was so refreshing for lack of a better word. I loved watching the birds and insects buzzing around the house as we washed laundry or ate lunch. Picking weeds from Polyursica's garden was also a surprisingly interesting adventure. Lucy laughed for minutes straight when I told her how a plant had bitten Alan and screamed at him when he tried to pull it up. He had cursed more than I thought possible for the polite man. The memory still brought a smile to my face.

"I still can't believe that crabby old woman let's you call her Polly!" Lucy had snickered when I told her about my life. She seemed interested how we had been found but had no opinions on how we had gotten there.

That made the both of us. She also had never heard of seals like the one I had.

Speaking of which… I faced Lucy again and inhaled the salt tinged air as she slept. "I knew it…" She had a seal too. She smelled very similar to me in that manner. Though her seal was different… Mine was malevolent, a blight. Her's was tinged was warmth and sadness. Regret even. I knew even Polly would have a hard time detecting it as it was so ingrained in Lucy's essence, it almost felt a part of her. Not quite, but almost.

I thought back to when I had first woken up…

My eyelids felt so heavy. I could detect the soft support of a mattress under me, a scent of pine all around, and a warm presence next to me.

"Out of the way, boy!" A woman's voice barked out. The warm presence withdrew, and cool hands were placed on my forehead. A strange tingling sensation filled my body and settled in my stomach, turning into a sharp prick there. I winced and again attempted to open my eyes.

"Ms. Polyursica!" A man's voice broke out excitedly. I blinked slowly and saw warm brown eyes appear above mine. They were pretty… A strange red tint present in the pools of chocolate that made the eyes seem scarlet when he turned to look at something. I heard him say something so I opened my own mouth to try and speak.

It failed miserably when the murmur dissolved into a yawn. The eyes turned back towards me, brown again and tinted with amusement.

"Yeah, I was tired too when I woke up," He said grinning.

"Hmph!" I turned to look at the source of the other voice. An old woman stood with her arms crossed, looking extremely out of her element. Her eyes were truly crimson, unlike the man next to me, narrow and piercing. Her pink hair was tied in a severe bun and her clothes were decorated with crescent moons.

I tried to sit up, but was held down by the boy.

"What's your name?" He asked politely, taking his hand off my shoulder. "I'm Alan. Nice to meet you."

"I-" I frowned. I realized I didn't know. I tried to remember… All I could bring up were distorted images of people I know I somehow knew. My father… Brother maybe? And that was a friend… This was weird. It wasn't as if I didn't remember at all… It was more like… It had been so long that my memories had faded. And try as I might, I couldn't get them to come into focus.

I said so out loud and Alan looked at me, befuddled but with a kindly look. Polyursica, "my, that was a long name!" simply walked over and took my pulse.

"Well, I can't keep calling 'you' when I want to address you," The old woman stated simply. "There are two of you anyway. Boy, you think of something to call her." She moved on to test my reflexes.

He, no… Alan blushed and started sputtering, "I-I'm not very good with names! That is… That is to say… You don't want me to decide. Really!" I giggled a little at his flustered expression. He looked like a tomato.

"Since you protest so much, I assume you already have one in mind?" The old woman drawled while checking my eyes.

His eyes widened even more and started stuttering unintelligibly. I was curious now, did he really?

He broke off his ramble, shuffled his feet a little before looking up.

"… Kisa," He mumbled.

It clicked. I smiled. It felt… right. I quite liked it actually.

"Is that okay?" I asked. "I like it a lot. Thank you." I smiled again as he blushed further.

"No problem…" He trailed off as Polyursica cleared her throat. We both looked at her as she stared pointedly at my stomach. I curled my arms in front of me, feeling slightly self conscious.

"Where are we anyway?" I asked, trying to draw the old woman's gaze.

"My house," she stated tersely. "I found you two asleep outside and you have something wrong with you. So I allowed you to come and seek treatment."

"Something… Wrong?" I reiterated. Alan was frowning, looking at the old woman. "What do you mean? I feel fine."

"You have a seal placed on you." She poked my stomach a few inches above my navel. "It's very powerful. It's leeching off your magic, leaving you with almost none. I've honestly never seen anything quite like it…" She trailed off.

"Magic?" Alan and I questioned simultaneously, disbelief evident in our voices. Polyursica's eyebrows rose in astonishment.

"Yes, magic. Both of you are mages." She stated finally.

Alan and I shared a bemused look. No way. This lady may have been a bit more senile than she seemed.

She grumbled something about the stupidity of humans before snapping her fingers. The two of us gasped as water leapt out of a jar of flowers, divided into two, and swiftly splashed us in the face.

"Again, yes. Magic," She stated with a tint of amusement as we sputtered and coughed.

"Now, I can help you. My specialty is healing, not seals. It may take a while for me to find a way to remove it, but I can. You can stay, as long as you do everything I ask and leave as soon as you're better. Got it?" She glared at us.

I looked at Alan and he looked at me. We both seemed to reach the same conclusion as we nodded in agreement.

"Good," She turned and walked toward the door. "Now, I want you two to weed my herb garden. After that, laundry and then dinner. I need to research something. Is that clear?"

"Crystal," I heard Alan say. I grinned, happy I wasn't alone.

"Yes Polly," I chuckled softly as she sputtered with embarrassment and stomped off toward another tree house.

I grinned at the memory but it quickly faded to a frown. If only I hadn't insisted on going to the market by myself… Alan had wanted to accompany me. I could have avoided this entire fiasco had I not been stubborn, maintaining I wanted to pick up the herbs for Polly alone. I could tell in the month or two we had stayed, she was slightly warming up to us and didn't mind the company. In fact, she seemed to be almost glad when we returned from an errand for her. The stubborn old woman would never admit it though. I once again wished this had never happened.

But then I wouldn't have met Lucy. I could never have regretted befriending the young mage. We were fast friends, even with different circumstances we would have gotten along well. The fact that we shared our predicament only reinforced the bond. She stirred next to me as the noises above from the deck increased in volume and activity.

"Wasshappened?" She questioned sleepily, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.

"I don't know…" I said softly. It had never sounded this lively in all the days we had been trapped here. I sat up in shock as a thought crossed my mind, too terrified to put it into words. Lucy seemed to have reached the same conclusion as she bolted upright, panting a little in terror.

"… We're here, aren't we?" She gasped. I could only give a quick nod as the door to the room burst open and the greasy blond muscle man stooped in. I had learned to hate the cruel man. I hated the looks he gave us, I hated his mocking voice, his muscled biceps and torso disgusted me, I even hated his ridiculously small feet. He glared menacingly around at all of us before barking orders to other crew members.

The man leered over us as we were forced to get up stiffly and walk into the sunlight for the first time in days. I inhaled sharply, enjoying the smell of the sea breeze and the feel of sunlight on my skin. The fresh air was a welcome change; the room we were confined in was stagnant, smelling strongly of sweat and people confined in too close of quarters. Lucy seemed to be serenely absorbing the sun and sea as I was before we were sharply shoved. We were maneuvered toward the pier our prison was docked to and I wanted to scream. This was too much… too much to handle. No one could be this cruel could they?

The blond muscleman sneered as many of the girls started to sob. "Time to bring the little piggies to market." He nearly rolled with laughter.

Oh yes. People could unfortunately be this cruel.

~~~Fairy Tail~~~

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