Lucy's POV
After getting Professor Stein we headed outside, where a crowd had already gathered. The guy took a stance with his weapon partner's handle, or rather, his head, in his hand. His partner was a knife. I stood openly, alone, at the other side of our makeshift battlefield. "Let's get this over with! If I win, you be my partner. If you win, which, you won't, you can go on a date with me." He said. "How about, if I win you get to be the example in class for the rest of this semester, in all of the combat classes that you take. Because there is no way in Hell that I'm going out with you." I said with a grin. He charged me, slashing his knife at me. His attacks were to easy to dodge, he's holding back. "How about you stop toying with me, and actually fight!" I said. He blows became faster. His knife grazed my cheek, but the cut bled heavily. Time to stop playing around. Remember what you learned. Reach out to the weapon within your soul...there were several options, but I had already decided. The lower half of my right arm transformed into a cannon. I launched myself into the air, aiming at my target. I used my other arm to keep the cannon stable. "Ice Cannon!" I shouted. A burst of ice shot from the cannon, hitting it's target and freezing everything except for his head and the hand that his weapon was in. I landed on the ground without a sound, my arm transforming back to normal.
"H-how did you d-do that?!" The guy stuttered. It was impossible to tell whether or he was shaking because he was cold, or because of fear. "It's simple." I said as I walked up to his prison. "You don't need to know." I said in a sing-song voice. "Thanks for the fight. It's been awhile since someone stepped up." I knocked on the ice, casually walking away as it shattered. "Have fun in class!" He howled in rage as he charged at me, looking to hit me with a lethal blow. Before I could deal with it myself Kid was between us, Liz and Patty in hand. A few shots sent the boy flying into the wall. "You already lost the fight. Don't make yourself look more like a fool." Kid said. "Besides, there's no way I'd let someone like you team up with my big sis anyways." He said as Liz and Patty changed back. "BIG SIS?!" Several people shouted. We paid no attention to them, and I shot glares at people who tried to ask questions.
Later that Day, Lucy's POV
"Thanks Kid, but I could have dealt with him myself." I said as we headed home. "While that may be true, I highly suspect that he would have been in the infirmary for a month if you had dealt with him. Besides, he was really starting to get on my nerves." Kid shrugged. I pondered the thought for a moment. He was right, I probably would have sent him to the infirmary for a month. It was instinct to deliver blows that powerful, especially since people in that guild didn't listen until their heads were stuck in the walls. Not to mention it was the only way to get Dragneel to get out of my apartment. "I guess you're right about that. But most of the people I knew back when I was in that guild didn't go down that easily...or most people that gave me reasons to hit them. No well-respected mage went down after a blast of ice, and I should know." I simply answered, shrugging along with him. "Most of the students at the DWMA aren't accustomed to brawls as intense as the one that you were in. Becoming a Death Scythe shouldn't take long, even if you keep it solo. I've only met one person who became a Death Scythe on his own, so this should be very interesting." Kid said, thinking aloud. "How's the cut?" He asked, trying to keep himself in check, my face is unsymmetrical because of said cut. "It's fine, thanks anyways." I said, shrugging it off and quickening my pace.
When I got home I headed straight to my room, grabbing a change of clothes and taking a quick shower. The cut was still bleeding a little, so I pulled out the first aid kit to patch it up. 'My blood is black you know' popped up in the back of my head. And then it hit me. There was black blood coming from the cut. There was black blood staining my bandages while I was in the prison-like lab. There was black blood coming from my injuries during every fight I've ever gotten hurt in. How come I've never noticed it before? I chose to ignore it. It was probably just my Grim Reaper heritage, right?
After everyone went to bed I went out to the balcony, using it to drop down to the ground outside. I take strolls every night, sometimes gazing at the stars. But tonight as I walked through Death City unnoticed by others something caught my attention, instinct urging me to find the source. In the back of a dark alley there was a woman, paralyzed by fear and pinned up against the wall. There was a man-like thing in front of her, ready to strike with it's razor-sharp bloody claws. Before it could deliver the blow I reacted, transforming my arm into a blade, and was in between the two before it could hit. Sparks flew as our blades clashed, his trying to cut through me, but failing miserably. "Get out of here! I'll deal with this thing!" I shouted, the girl running away as fast as her heels would take her. It had already lost interest in her, and now wanted to kill me. "So this is what a kishin egg looks like. Out of all the abominations of monsters I've defeated, you sure are the ugliest." I hissed at the kishin. "Monster? I am no monster. I am Dalmatia, the greatest cereal killer Death City has ever had the pleasure of meeting!" It proclaimed, lashing out with a crazed laugh. I've seen him on the mission board before. Dalmatia, killed twenty-eight, last cited outside of a cassino in Las Vagas. "Well, Dalmatia, your soul is mine!" I called.
Later that Night...
It was to easy! He was a low-level hunt, according to what Kid told me about the rankings, but seriously? I was expecting more of a fight! At least I can get the reward tomorrow and start saving up. I was lying on my bed when I heard a faint roar in the distance. No one else must have heard it though. But it was very clear what kind of creature it came from. I pulled on the black overcoat and made my way out into the forest, hiding in the shadows as I went. After awhile I came across a cave that led underground. Carefully making my way down I transformed my arm into a lantern, allowing me to make out my surroundings. I heard rocks falling in the distance. I transform my arm back, allowing my presence disappear in the darkness. After walking for another fifteen minutes I see a flickering light in a passageway. I couldn't believe my eyes. A massive red-orange dragon stood in the middle of a large cavern, eyes locked with mine. "It's good to see a familiar face! How ya been Lucy?" He asked. I blink rapidly to make sure I'm not hallucinating. In all his glory, Igneel stood in front of me, a cheeky grin plastered across the Fire Dragon King's face. "I must be dreaming, because the last time I saw you you were..." I trailed off, afraid to finish that sentence. "Slowly dying in front of Natsu." I cringed hearing his name, the childish dragon slayer I once called 'best friend'. Igneel must have known, because he quickly changed subject. "All that aside, I'm not here to talk about the past. I'm hear to bring you to the Dragon's Domain, not open old wounds." Yup, Igneel knows. Wait, Dragon's Domain?! Before I could ask him anything he picked me up and sent us both through a portal.
The Dragon's Domain was beautiful, in it's own weird way. Massive islands floating in the sky, each one the size of a small continent, could be seen in every direction. Some were covered in icy mountains and snow, while others were covered in active volcanoes and lakes of lava. Each one focused on a certain element. These islands were hundreds of miles below us, but a dragon could more than likely reach one from this height in a few minutes. In front of us was a island that was much smaller than the rest, and for a good reason. This island was surrounded by constellations, colorful planets and other heavenly bodies. On the island itself stood a breathtaking castle, surrounded by beautiful gardens filled with blossoming flowers of all kinds. Igneel landed on a platform, putting me down and gesturing for me to follow him inside. As we walked through the halls I noticed the extreme detail put into making the castle, from the golden beams that reached the ceiling to the silver archways and frames of the doors and windows, beautiful celestial designs carved into them.
"What do you know of the Heartfilia family's heritage? Specifically your mother's?" Igneel asked as he walked. "Nothing much. Just about the only thing I know is that the Heartfilias have used Celestial magic for centuries." I answer. "And do you know why that is?" He asked, glancing towards me for a second. "No, I wish I did, but that information was lost with the death of my mother." I reply sadly. "Actually, it was lost long before that. It never made it to your mother." Igneel said in a serious tone. "You see, long before Acnologia, and long before Zeref there was a time when Celestial magic was not considered a weak magic like it is by most today, it was once known to be a powerful magic, one that few could use. The rare few who could use this magic were Royal Dragons. They were otherwise known as Celestial Dragons, and even then very few lived. They were constantly killed by those who wanted the Royal's magic for themselves. Eventually only one Royal Dragon remained. To preserve the royal bloodline the Dragon Queen created a permanent spell that would last until the end of time itself. The name of this spell has long since been forgotten, but it did it's job." Igneel said. "What did it do?" I asked. "The spell made so that no matter what species, a Royal Dragon's first child would always carry pure blood of a Celestial Dragon, along with the pure blood of it's ancestors, regardless of race. However, the body that they take on would change from time to time, as the soul of a Royal Dragon chooses a form that they see fit at birth. Their true dragon bodies can be used at will after certain conditions are met, although I am not allowed to inform you of these conditions. Eventually the Royal family became known as the Heartfilia clan, and all Celestial Dragons were born human."
