AN: I know I wasn't gonna update until tomorrow, but I just finished writing chapter 8 and I've heard some people are looking forward to the next one, so I decided to just post another one.

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Chapter 4: The White Prison

Sic didn't really focus too much when he told stories. He simply remembered, and let his thoughts flow from his brain to his mouth. The entire time, Lucy stared at him, enraptured by the sound of his narrating voice.

It was dusk. Sic was walking home from school in the city of Cortshire. He was practicing his magic as he walked. Although his parents had told him not to look too far into his innate magic power, he couldn't help but be curious and mystified by his own abilities. So as he walked, he called forth little wisps of light, forming little shapes that began to enact a story.

Realizing that he was almost home, he quickly snuffed out his magic and skipped over to his house. Sic knocked on the door, but was surprised that no one came to open it for him. Puzzled, he pushed on the door and discovered that it gave way. Slowly he crept into the house.

It was very quiet here. Too quiet.

No one was home. He searched every room until he came to his older brother's room. Even though he was strictly forbidden from entering there, Sic had to see if anyone was hiding there. Where were his parents, and his younger and older brothers? After opening the door a crack and slipping quietly through, he noticed his older brother kneeling in front of the bed. He sounded like he was laughing. No, no, he was crying. Maybe a little of both. He whipped his tear-streaked face around when he noticed Sic's presence.

"There! Are you happy now?"

"What?" little Sic replied. "What are you talking about? Where are Mama and Papa and Jellal?"

His older brother's expression turned to one of pure anger. "THEY TOOK THEM AWAY! THEY TOOK THEM AWAY BECAUSE OF YOU! THEY'RE GONE, ALL BECAUSE YOU HAD TO GO AND ENDANGER US BY PRACTICING YOUR STUPID MAGIC!"

Sic took a step back. "What are you talking about? How did you know? Where did they take them?"

His brother took one menacing step forward. "They took them… they said they were taking them to the Tower of Heaven. I don't care what that means. I just care why. They said it was because your powers had progressed. They said that it was because you were growing too powerful and you needed to be broken." His fists began to glow, and his face turned to one of pure hatred. "Well, let's see just how powerful you are." In each of his hands appeared a long cutting knife.

Sic was taken aback by his brother's use of magic. "Wait, I didn't know that you-"

"Save your breath," his brother charged at him with both knives raised in fury.

Sic screamed and ran back into the living room. Desperately he tried to open the door outside, but for some reason it wouldn't budge. Eyes filled with panic, he turned to see his brother lurching drunkenly out of his room, slashing at things at random, carving a path of destruction as he made his way toward Sic.

In desperation Sic grabbed his father's ceremonial broadswords from over the fireplace and held them up in a defensive stance. "Please," Sic begged. "I don't want to fight, but I will defend myself." But as he looked down at his shaking knees, he knew that was a lie.

Laughing, his brother knocked the swords out of his hands and down onto the floor, then pushed Sic down to join them. Gleefully, he took his knife and began to cut into Sic's shoulder with eyes like a possessed demon.

Sic couldn't imagine anything being more painful and terrifying. As his brother's knife cut through the arteries and veins in his shoulder, Sic felt something snap within him. It felt as though all the magic power inside him began leaking out through his shoulder (Later, Makarov would inform him that his "magic artery" must have been snapped). As his brother raised his knives and then lowered them towards Sic's face, Sic let out a terrifying, bloodcurdling scream.

After a blinding flash of light, Sic's body was floating towards the sky, and he was looking down on his brother for the last time, who clutched his face in agony. As his wounds somehow began to close, Sic felt something much more important than his magic leave his body, but it was impossible for him to put his finger on exactly what it was.

Sic kept floating towards the sky until he disappeared into a white cell, so high that no one could possibly survive due to lack of oxygen. There, with closed eyes, he felt his body begin to change. His body lengthened and widened. His father's broadswords appeared on his back. Muscles developed on his arms and chest. He wasn't sure how much of this part of the story he actually told Lucy, but for some reason his cheeks began to turn a little red. That was puzzling.

This process was both exhilarating and agonizing. The entire time, Sic felt as though all the experiences he would've had in his future years, had the previous events not taken place, were being stuffed into his skull, his veins, and his heart. But the worst part was that it felt the same way as if he were sitting alone in a white room for ten years. The loneliness built up and burst, until Sic finally became immune. As his body elongated over what seemed to be an eternity, he watched the stars move. He loved the stars. They were the only things there that ever changed, and they never left him like the rest of his life had. That was the only comforting thing about his prison. Then, at one final moment, a deep voice spoke to him.

"Sic. The time has come for you to return to the world. You must find the one who can set things right with your family. Look for him among the stars."

And then he fell. And fell. And fell.

The next time he opened his eyes, all he could see was the wondering face of Lucy Heartfilia.

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