The sky is clear and blue, the wild life is living peacefully in their forest, a beautiful day to enjoy some fun - which is exactly what Lucy is doing. When the sky is clear like this, Lucy loves to stretch her wings and fly. Her black dragon wings are strong allowing her to place her complete trust to carry not only her but also whomever she wishes to carry. Her wings pushes her up higher and higher until she's above the clouds. That's where she hovers for a moment, enjoying the breathtaking view, and then closes her eyes and enjoys the sensation of free falling. She has great pride in her wings and not just for their strength and the trust she has in them. In the light, the black wings shimmers gold - black for her father and gold for her mother. It's as though she is flying with her parents.
She's enjoying the air and peace of flying when she saw a bolt of yellow lightning flying across the sky . . . and it's coming right at her! She tried to maneuver out of the way but she wasn't fast enough and the lightning slams into her. As they rapidly fall towards the ground she wraps her arms around the body the lightning turned into and tries to fly but they're falling too fast and she can't control her wings so she wraps them around her and this other person and waits for impact. But it never came. Instead, she felt her body flip and turn and lands on the ground with a slight jolt.
She looks up. Standing over her, holding her as though she's a princess (which she technically is), is a teenage boy with blonde hair like hers, a smug glare, and a scar over his right eye. He's wearing headphones over his ears but she knew he could hear her just fine.
The last thing she noticed is his scent. Or more importantly the scent that is lingering on him. She knows that scent. But how is that scent on this guy?
While she's looking him over, he is also looking her over. He's met her kind before - dragon/human hybrid - but he can't help but notice the similarities between them; blonde hair, nose, ears, and powerful magic. He can feel power just radiating off her. He's honestly surprised he isn't effected by it when instinct tells him that he should.
She raises an eyebrow, "Are you going to put me down?"
Instantly, he drops her on her butt but she gets back at him by whipping her tail under his feet and knocking him down hard. He growls at her but she just smirks.
She brushes off the dirt when she stands and asks, "What is a lightning dragon slayer imposter doing all the way out here?"
"Who the hell are you calling an imposter, demon bitch?!" He snarls but he doesn't intimidate her. Lucy may be twelve but she knows she's powerful and, looking him over, she knows this imposter won't even make her break a sweat. She lets him keep that arrogant attitude.
"You. You are the imposter. You're only a dragon slayer because of the lacrima behind your eye." Lucy explains, tracing the scar over his eye.
The boy jumps back in shock. How does this kid know about the lacrima? And how does she know where it is? He narrows his eyes with suspicion but before he could ask his questions, she asks, "How do you know my grandfather Makarov Dreyar?"
That got his attention super fast. "Grandfather?"
"Yes. He is the father of my mother, Layla Dreyer. Do you know him? You have his scent on you. You also smell familiar yet you don't." She explains.
The answer clicks inside his head because he thought the same thing about her scent. Now it makes sense.
He takes a breath. "Yea, that's because Makarov is also my grandfather. My father is his son. Looks like we're cousins. I'm Laxus Dreyar." He looks her over and he isn't sure how he feels about having a dragon half breed as his kin but somehow it fits - only the strongest come from his family.
Lucy takes in the information he gave her and smiles.
"Hurray! I'm no longer alone!" She cheers jumping up and down on those dragon legs of hers. The teen simply watches her with a raised eyebrow. He is never going to admit that he finds this act really cute. Now that he knows that she is family, he starts looking at her differently and, surprisingly, he isn't ashamed or embarrassed by it. He always wanted a little sister.
"I've been alone since my Papa was stolen from me. My spirits have done a great job keeping away the loneliness so it hasn't been as bad as it could've been." She explains with a big smile on her face. A smile twitches onto his lips. "Now to make you a real dragon slayer!" Lucy announces. She reaches into her pouch and touches a gold key. Next to her in a sudden burst of light, a maid with pink hair and fishes eyes appears next to Lucy.
"Wait, what?" He stares at the maid with chains around her wrists as she kneels down and taps the dirt with her knuckle twice. The earth instantly shoots up, handcuffs him, and pulls him to his knees. "What the fucking hell?!" He shouts as he struggles against the restraints.
"One of my spirits teaches me everything about dragons including dragon slayers and dragon lacrimas. Dragon lacrimas are made by capturing a dragon soul in a magic crystal. I'm going to break the crystal and have the dragon soul merge with you. It's similar to what dragons do when they make dragon slayers." She pokes his forehead and he suddenly loses feeling. Almost as though the nerves in his body died. He looks at her with wides eyes, fear pulsing through him.
"I don't want you to feel pain. This would've been excruciating." She says as a way to explain why she did it. Then, she presses her hand against his eye with the scar. He can feel her magic pulsing into him. It's weird but he could feel her magic working to break open the lacrima as carefully as possible. He suddenly felt an explosion and then he saw darkness.
The maid uses her earth magic to gently lower him to the ground and softens the earth under him. Lucy reaches into the pouch at her side and taps a silver key. Next to her appears a floating cross with a huge mustache and T Rex arms.
"Hello Miss Lucy." The cross greets her with a smile.
"Hi Grandpa Crux!" She cries in joy. "Did I do it right?" She over at Laxus. The cross and Lucy watches the maid walk over, look him over, and then announcing, "He appears to be just fine. The magic worked just like it was suppose to. He is now a real dragon slayer."
Lucy smiles and starts jumping around for joy. "Thanks Virgo! Help me move him to our cave so he can sleep peacefully."
"As you wish Little Princess. " Virgo replies.
Laxus wakes up cold which is something he hates. He looks around what is obviously a cave and when he steps out he sees Lucy in the river trying to catch fish with her bare hands. She isn't doing very well.
"Hey brat!" he snarls, "What the hell did you do to me?"
"You mean you haven't noticed yet?" She cocks her head. "Can't you feel it?"
Laxus raises an eyebrow before it hits him. He feels different. Stronger than before. There is also no more constant pain. "What did you do?"
Lucy smiles, "I told you. I made you a real dragon slayer."