Lucy's POV

Three Days Later.

November 26th X792

Sun streamed into her eyes, from somewhere, she couldn't be sure, actually she was pretty sure she was dead, so was this heaven? Hell? Where was she?

She slowly cracked her eyes open, just to snap them shut at the blinding light that greeted her. Where the hell was she?

One eye cautiously popped open, then the second, she blinked to readjust her eyes to the brightness, God it felt as if she hadn't seen light in years.

Once her eyes adjusted to the brightness she took a hesitant look around, a beeping sounded from her left and she could immediately tell she was in a hospital, how she had gotten here she hadn't a clue, was she was dead? Well she didn't know that either.

Looking down at her body she was suddenly aware of the pain her body was carrying, she felt as if she'd been crushed by a hundred pound block of ice...oh wait, she practically was.

She looked to her right, and then to her left, there was no one in the room with her. She brought up her left arm, only to come to a screeching and yelling halt when nothing met the bangs she had planned on brushing out of her eyes.

A nurse rushed into the room at the sound of her screams and then rushed over to her bed to try to get her to calm down, and miserably failing as she kept screaming at the place her left hand was supposed to be.

A doctor who appeared to be in his late thirties came in, he had black hair and blue eyes, he was indeed a handsome sight, but Lucy was more concerned about her left hand, which was now fucking gone!

'Lucy, calm down, let me explain the situation' the man said calmly, Lucy's screeches slowly stopped as she recognized the doctor, the man who was probably to blame for the fact she was now one limb short.

'Go ahead then' she said, her voice was dry and cracking, like she hadn't had water in a few days, a nurse rushed over with a glass right on que, she took it and drank it without taking a breath.

'Do you remember the accident you had a few days ago' the man questioned, Lucy nodded, she remembered falling, and pain, so much pain, then a warm embrace that took it away, blonde hair and blue eyes holding her close. Sting.

'Where is Sting' she asked, cutting the doctor off before he could even start the explanation.

'He'll be here in about an hour, same as the last three days, anyways can I explain now' the man asked, Lucy nodded her head, she really wanted to see Sting again, and thank him for all the trouble he went through for her.

'Okay, firstly, my name is Dr. Kotoyo, you've been here for four days' he paused to let that sink in, in her head she was freaking out but she just nodded at the doctor for him to continue.

'You had a concussion, a bad one, so we had to put you into a coma for a couple days, you stayed asleep longer then expected, you broke your leg..' he paused again, sure enough when she looked down she saw a cast on it, but why couldn't she feel it before? In fact she couldn't feel anything from that half of her body.

'Luckily your arms cushioned your head, but due to that your right arm was broken and your left hand was damaged beyond repair, we can look into prosthetics when you feel up to it' Dr. Kotoyo told her, he had a sympathetic look adorning his face, Lucy's spirit had long ago burnt out, but now it felt like it had never been there in the first place.

She was down a hand, what was she supposed to do with only one hand, how would she take jobs? No one wanted to hire a crippled mage!

'Lucy, I'm sorry to inform you of this...but...due to your fall, you hurt your back very badly...you've lost the use of your legs, I'm so sorry to tell you, but you may never walk again, although if we start you on physical therapy soon, the chances you will walk again will increase dramatically' the black haired man said, his eyes held sadness and there was no hint of amusement or happiness on his face or in his voice.

Lucy's world stopped for what seemed like the billionth time that day, her...wait...what? She may never walk again? Without her realizing it, tears had started to fall, her mouth hung open and her body went numb. How could this happen?

Well, she really was useless now, wasn't she? What the hell could she do with no left hand, and her legs completely destroyed, okay well there was still hope, but who knows how long it will take for her legs to work again, if at all.

'I'm sorry Lucy, we can get you started on physical therapy as soon as all your wounds heal, the broken ribs you suffered from have gotten better already, and you should be fine in a few weeks, I'll send Sting in as soon as he gets here' Dr. Kotoyo said as he reached for the door, Lucy barely acknowledged him, instead of responding she nodded her head.

And with that the doctor left, and she was alone.

She didn't know what she was going to do now, how would she ever get through this? She threw off the blankets covering her legs and looked down at them, they were both covered in bruises and one was in a heavy cast, she tried wiggling her toes, nothing. She tried moving her legs, nothing.

They really didn't work anymore, oh god, why did life have to be so cruel to her, she couldn't run anywhere, even though she wanted to, she couldn't get away. How was she supposed to live as a mage with..with her legs like this?!

She didn't know what she was more upset about, the fact that she didn't die, or the fact that she'd live but was unable to do anything for herself anymore, had life always been this cruel? Someone somewhere didn't want her to die, but they certainly didn't want her to be happy either.

She laid back in bed, unable to go anywhere and stared out the window to her left, blue skies and lots of sun today, but to her everything looked grey and dull, like the life had been sucked right out of it.

The door to her room swung open and slammed against the wall, startled she looked towards it, only to find blonde hair and blue eyes staring at her with a small smile on his face, the smile dropped however when that doctor came up and whispered something in his ear.

She watched as Sting walked up to her cautiously, as if she was a glass doll that would break at any sudden movement, which she hated, and so she glared at him.

'Hey Lucy' he whispered as he got closer, taking a strand of her hair and pushing it behind her ear, she shivered at the small little touch, but continued glaring at him.

'Sting' she said, turning away to look out the window once more, she heard the blonde boy sigh and he came to sit next to her on the bed, she didn't mind, but she also didn't want to start thinking he actually cared.

'How are you feeling, I'm glad your finally awake' Sting said as he tried to lean over and look at her face, Lucy pulled away from him and tried to hide her face in a pillow, but with her legs not working she couldn't turn over, she let out a frustrated scream, causing Sting to jump slightly.

'How do you think I'm feeling, I just found out I've lost my left hand and the fucking ability to use my own legs! I can't fucking turn over in the bed because my damn legs won't work, so Sting, how do you think I am' she semi-yelled at the blonde boy sitting by her side, he looked at her, but not with a gaze of sympathy but something different, she couldn't place her finger on it.

'I am sorry, we'll get through this, I'll help you every step of the way, okay' Sting said as he smiled at her, she had to smile back at him, the way he smiled made her feel warm and wanted. She nodded her head to him letting him know that she agreed with what he said.

It would take a while to trust him, maybe she wouldn't learn to trust him at all, but she knew he would be there for her, as long as she needed him, as long as she wanted him near, he would always be there.