Authors Note:
~Heeeeeeyyy! I did my first update on my writer's page, so check that out. Also, I changed the genre of this story to Fantasy/ Hurt/ Comfort. Wasn't planning it this way, it just turned out to be a Hurt and Comfort type.
~Now that they are at HQ I am officially writer's blogged. I know how I want the ending to go but I need to figure out how they get to the ending. Well I'll figure it out. Let's hope it will be a little interesting.
Send your prayers to the almighty gods in Fairy Tail. You know, if they are showing demons they will eventually show gods, and obviously dragons. Let us hope this chapter will go well.
Lucy POV:
The café Erza picked out is beautiful and very elegant. The floor is a nice choclate brown mahogany wooden planked and the tables and chaira are a very clean white. The chairs back had been designed with white wooden twisted rods resembling a twirled, thick strand of hair. The table had a white thick rim and covering most of the table was a dark tinted shade of glass. There is also a glass window in front of all the pastries, that are brownies, cookies, pie, cake and I couldn't help but notice that the cake was a strawberry cake.
A dyed white leathered journal with a blue gem in the shape of a dragon slid across the table. Being pushed by Erza's slim and very feminine hand. Wendy was smiling and kicking her feet under the table very childishly. I stare at the journal wondering if it will answer my remaining questions. If so what will those answers be, but if it does not then where will I find them.
"Do you want to order something before we start?" Erza asked her hand still on her book.
"No I am okay," I said waving my hands for my stomach to say grrrr grrrr feed grrrr grrrr me grrrr grrrr!
Erza raised her hand in the air, shifting her body around to face the restaurant. "Waitress," she called out.
We occupied a table a few feet from the window. The stickers on the window were backwards, scripting most likely the restaurants name. Too lazy to read it I simply looked away. The table surrounded by four chairs, I was sitting in a chair with my back facing the window, Erza's back toward the crowd ans Wendy sitting to my right still acting like a little kid. Not that she wasn't, it just seemed as if she was excited.
A few minutes later a light haired brunette, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans and her waist apron, walked up and asked, "May I take your order?" Her name tag was in all caps and in dark blue letters which read Aya.
"Yes, I will take a strawberry cake," Erza chose licking her lips.
"Anything but pickled plums," Wendy mumbled staring at ajar filled with them near the cash register. Her face was pale and sweating like crazy, as if she saw a ghost.
"Uhhh... I guess I'll take a coffee," I requested not sure what to get since I didn't have any money.
"Will that be all?" She asked with a smile, and a notebook and pen in ger hands.
Erza looked over at us to check if we were done ordering. "Yes that will be all."
"Coming right up!" She said with a perky attitude, swiftly turning around and walking to the kitchen. She came back a few minutes later with my coffee, Erza's cake and a plain white plate with four pickled plums placed neatly on top.
"Noooooo!" Wendy shouted getting up and hiding behind her chair. "I said anything but pickled plums!" She started to sweat even more. "I can't stand them and rhe pain they cause people when they are eaten." She closed her eyes and turned her head.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry," the waitress apologized very worried. "I thought you said you wanted them. I am so sorry!
"Pickled plums are so sour I can't stand them and I don't know a single person who likes something that sour."
"I'll go get you something else. Does a blueberry pie sound okay?" The waitress looked very worried. While Erza was savoring her cake, I was sitting much awkward watching Wendy make a scene.
"Yes! Anything!" She shouted very politely still hiding behind the white chair.
The waitress came back with the blueberry pie and placed it on the table in front of Wendy. "Again I am so sorry," The waitress apologized for the third time very sincerely. "Oh and not trying to insult you or anything but I love sour things like Umeboshi, the pickled plums," She said with a bright smile. I do to :-)
"You do?" Wendy said quietly looking up shocked. Pulling off the piece of blueberry pie that was on her fork with her lips. The waitress nodded and walked over to the next table to write down their order on her notepad. There was an old couple sitting there talking with the young waitress. They looked very happy together. The old man stretching his arm across the table holding the old lady's small and delicate hand. I look down at my dark coffee with the steam rising from the cup. I felt tears starting to come out again but blinked them away once more.
"How about we start reading Lucy," I looked up to see Erza handing me the journal. She had that same smile again that made me cheer up just a bit. I held onto the end of the journal before Erza let go of the other side. I pulled it towards myself and opened it to the first written page.
Wendy's Journal:
It has been almost 2000 years since the tragedy happened. I am only still here because of my life force and dragon magic energy. I suppose it will be my time to go soon. It is July second and I am sure I only have a few more days left. I will spend that precious time with my daughter, Wendy.
I pass down all of my healing magic to you. I know your small Wendy but please forgive me for leaving you. Be careful in the world and make friends. Also avoid the Venantium at all costs. Don't use magic too much or they will find you.
If at all possible join up with other wizards and brainstorm using there journals if their ancestors left them one, like I did with you. It may give you clues to what happened. I will say this much about that day. An evil wizard who thrived for power and lived on chaos gathered magical items which can protect a wizard but can also destroy a dimension and caused my friends, who were dragons and humans, and I to cast a spell which the risks are unknown. The only thing we know is that it will save the world along with making us disappear to a, like I said, unknown place. In death or maybe even another dimension, we have no clue.
Wendy I love you.
From your old hag of a mom, Grandeene.
Lucy POV:
A spell so powerful that its affects are unknown. Even though the spell saved the world the after affects that are made on the casters are extremely risky. So that was what the writers of each journal was talking about. But it still leaves me with the rest of the questions I have left just swinging around in my face.
Who is this 'certain wizard'? Who were those people on the train top? Where is Adel? Which one of us is the evil Heartfilia relative, is it me? I have a feeling I really don't want to find out. And I know the deeper I get into this, the more questions I will receive and the more answers I will need to track down.
I take in a deep breath to calm my heart rate, looking up to see Erza reading the sorcerers weekly. A teen magazine on the hottest celebrities and top rated movies and songs. Wendy just finished her pie placing her fork beside her plate. She picked up a napkin and dabbed the blue filling of the pie off the corner of her mouth. Placing it back down on the table, she looked up at me with a smile.
"So how did you like my mother's journal?" She asked with a smile.
"It was very sweet," I answered returning a smile. Even though I feel no need to smile anymore, "It helped me answer the last of my questions about the journals. Though I still have so many that don't include the journal."
"Like what?" Wendy asked. Erza put her magazine down and started listening in on the conversation. I told them every question I had and sat patiently.
"Hmm… those are some tricky unanswered questions." Wendy pointing out the obvious.
"Well I don't have the answers," Erza shrugged her shoulders, "I wish I knew because those are some of the questions I have been having lately."
"Really?" I was shocked usually Erza seems like she's sure of everything.
It was quiet for a few seconds. Erza suggested, "Why don't you finish up your coffee and we'll get going."
I nodded in agreement. I took a couple sips of my coffee which was now cooled. In between sips Erza, Wendy and I would talk about the adventures they had, how they all met and the times they kicked the Venantium's butts. It was a very warm and happy atmosphere. This coffee shop seemed to have that. No, it was these people, my new friends Erza, Wendy, Natsu and Gray, everyone in Fairy Tail.
They just had a warm feeling to them, a happy feeling. We eventually got up from the table and walked out the café door after paying for our food and drinks. We stood on the side walk outside the coffe shop which had on the window, I was too lazy to read before, in big cursive letters that said Dicey Café. Do you know where I got that from?
"Well you two go ahead I'll be with you soon," Erza said walking in the opposite direction.
"Wait where are you going?" I asked running up to her.
"I have to pay my rent," Erza explained, "I'll catch up to you soon." With that she ran off. Walking off into the distance we watched her leave until she was too far away to be seen.
Wendy and I started walking back to Fairy Tail. On the way we stopped to look at all the little shops Magnolia had on the streets. I passed pastry shops which would have made Erza run in right away and buy a dozen strawberry cakes. I giggled at the thought. I stopped to look into the windows of stores like the shoe store, clothing store, there was a book store which I was itching to twist the knob and run in.
But realized I didn't have any money and knowing how sweet Wendy was, she would most likely buy something for me. I didn't want to ask her for anything because I didn't want to owe her. I also passed some other really nice stores through the streets. Something in one of them caught my eye. It was a brown leather journal. Just like the one my mother gave me, accept there was no gem. Instead it was plain with a golden buckle on the strap.
"Do you like it?" Wendy asked noticing how much I was admiring the journal.
"Oh yeah it's nice," My eyes twinkling and my hands twitching trying to hold back my urges to jump through the glass window and hug it.
I started to walk away from the window before I did just that. When I heard the jingle of bells, I turned around to see Wendy walking into the store. She was talking to the cashier and eventually pointed towards the window. The cashier stepped from behind the table and walked towards the window. The man had a brown mustache and was wearing beige khakis and a green collared shirt with a name tag which said Hotaka in all caps.
He picked up the journal and walked back behind the counter. Wendy and the man started to talk again but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Eventually Wendy gave the man some money and took the journal and with a bow she left to come stand next to me.
"Here you go," Wendy said holding out the journal with both hands and a warm smile.
"You didn't have to do that," I explained to Wendy.
"Why not? Do you not want the journal?" Wendy asked me, looking a little disappointed, "It looked like you really wanted it."
"Oh… I-I did. I just don't want to owe you anything," I explained to her some more.
"Then don't. Think of it as a welcome to Fairy Tail gift," Wendy suggested in a cheerful tone still holding out the journal with a warm smile.
I grabbed the journal and returned the smile, "Thank-you."
"Do you want to go back to the guild now?"
"You go on ahead," I told her, "I want to look around some more."
"Okay…" She seemed unsure if she should leave me alone.
She continued to walk in the direction of the guild. I stood in the same place watching the little girl walk down the street alone. Maybe I should have went with her I thought to myself. Forgetting that Wendy's only a child. She's so mature for her age sometimes I forget. The little girl was soon out of sight. So I turned around and started walking pass some dark alley ways. Still stopping to look in some stores. I looked up at the sky and it was getting dark. I should start walking back I thought to myself.
"Damn it!" I swore under my breath. I have no idea how to get back to Fairy Tail. I have never even been to Magnolia before. This is bad this is real bad! I started to retrace my steps but that didn't work. I got myself even more lost than I was before. So I stopped retracing my steps and started running around town turning down streets passing stores I have never seen before.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" I kept repeating to myself all throughout the night.
The sun has already set and I don't have the slightest clue where I am. I couldn't ask for directions because no one was on the streets and all the stores just closed up. I sat down on the corner of one of the buildings to catch my breath. My breathing was heavy from all the running. I stopped to stare up at the night sky leaning the back of my head against the bricked wall. It was beautiful, sparkles covered the sky. I let out another relaxing breath which was more like a yawn.
Still staring up at the night sky I started to name all the constellations like I did with my mom. We used to stay up for hours at a time just naming them. There were so many like Virgo, Leo, Capricorn and Aries. Wait a second, Leo! That's it maybe he can tell me where to go! I reached down to my left hip where I had my golden keys. I pulled out the one that said Leo.
"Now how do I use this thing?" I asked myself aloud. Rotating the key to get a good look at it. Let's try this. I went to swipe the key in the air when a hand caught my wrist.
"You don't want to be doing that," A male voice said from behind me. It sounded vaguely familiar. Who is it? The Venantium? Is it someone I know? Soon after a black bag went over my head.
Authors Note:
And here I thought I had writer's blog. Ha I proved myself wrong!
Oh No! What's going to happen to Lucy? Will she be killed, tortured, beaten, and taken to the Venantium HQ? Who knows! It might just be some thug who kidnapped Luce for her gorgeous bod. You'll find out next time! Whenever that may be. It may take weeks. Hehehehehe!
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