It's been a while so my muses and I thought we would spread a little mire Lucy Light. Enjoy.

I do not, nor will I ever, own Fairy Tail.

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"Technically we could take bits and pieces from several different types of magic but..." Levy shrugged knowing that the others would know where she was taking that idea.

"Each magic uses different magical pathways and it would likely be to much for her body to handle." Lucy continued to shuffle through the tomes on the table, not bothering to look at the people she was talking to.

"Exactly. And since she already uses celestial spirit magic we are trying to find similar magic so that she can use something she is already accustomed to."

"The difficulty we are having at this point lies in the fact that the majority of celestial magic is kept secret. Only those who actually use the magic, such as yourself and Miss Sorano, know it's secrets."

"The magic Erza's Mystogan uses is celestial too, ya know. Heavenly body magic draws power from the stars."

"He tried reaching me a couple simple spells. It's elemental caster magic though and so completely different from what I am used to... Let's just say it would take me years to learn enough for it to be worth mentioning." Sorano didn't want to think about the two days she had spent working with Fairy Tail's resident amnesiac.

"We talked about having wings made for her to use as a holder spell, however we ran into a problem." Evergreen tapped her fan on the table as she spoke. "Bird type wings like an angel would use are so much heavier and bulkier than my delicate fairy wings. Lugging those things around all the time would be simply exausting. Not to mention making them move in any way like the real thing would consume vast amounts of magic power."

"Therefore by enabling her to fly we would essentially be preventing her from doing any other spells either for offensive purposes or in order to protect herself, as well as severely impairing her ability to engage in physical exertion of any type." Silence fell over the library as the group mulled over the lack of viable options before them.

"Maybe we could-"

"Hold that thought, Daphne! It's lunch time." Erik pulled Lucy away from the table chair and all.

"But-"

"Nope. Save it for after you eat. You too, Bluebird." When Levy puffed out her cheeks and bristled Erik smirked. "You want me to send Iron Nuts in here to drag you away from the books? I mean, I'm ok with that. The sight of you tossed over his shoulder kicking and screaming would be-" Levy threw an unlit candle at his head and ran, red-faced from the room. Of course he dodged and laughed. Evergreen huffed as she rose from the table.

"You would think with their history she wouldn't be crushing on that big grouch nearly as much as she is."

"I think he likes her back and they are adorable." Sorano rolled her eyes. Lucy thought everything was adorable. At least Happy Lucy did, and Erik was doing a pretty good job of keeping the woman happy. The feather-clad woman slowly stood and followed Evergreen and the mated couple out of the library. About thirty seconds after that she folowed Macbeth silently back into the room and hid in a corner to eavesdrop.

He stood next to Freed's chair and simply watched the rune mage continue searching through the books for a long minute before placing a finger on a page to prevent Freed from turning it. It actually took the man a couple seconds to figure out why his book wasn't cooperating. It took several more seconds for him to follow the arm the finger was attatched to up to blink at Macbeth's face.

"Come eat lunch with us? Please? You can come back down after that."

"But-"

"The others are already eating. The books will not leave while you eat. If it settles your mind you can even place runes to prevent them from being disturbed." A slow smile pulled at the corners of her mouth as she watched her adoptive brother gently herd the rune mage from the room, pausing to let the man place his silly purple runes.

Her family was so happy here. The personas they had work for so long were slowly slipping away. The dark wizards who had inspired terror and nightmares all across Fiore and beyond simply weren't there anymore. She could see it in Richard and Sawyer, and even herself, but in those two? In Erik and Macbeth it was so much... More.

Midnight had been fear itself for so long. He had smiled at the terror he inspired and laughed at the pain of his enemies. Hardened criminals had whispered that if you looked into his eyes he would devour your soul. It had been chilling even for her.

Macbeth was sweet and gentle, a favorite among the few children who came around the guild. He could often be found helping Mira around the guild, smiling and laughing. She had even seen him at the park last night, using his illusions to tell stories to the town's children as the sun set. Freed had been with him, and Sorano knew the green-haired aristocratic man was also using his own magic to help Macbeth manage his enough to begin living a normal life.

Then there was Cobra, Brain's executioner. People said if you saw him you were aleady dead. They had all done terrible things over the years, but the things she had seen Cobra do, and with his own bare hands? She actually still saw those things in her nightmares. Cobra had been so dangerous Brain himself hesitated to anger him.

Cobra was dead now, slain by a hug from a cute little blond in a miniskirt. Even now she could hear Erik laughing in the main hall with Freed and Evergreens crazy teammate who Erik had Forgiven for hurting his mate. Cobra would never forgive anyone for anything, but Erik would, and had. Erik also baked cupcakes and piped little unicorns on the top in pastel colored icing, because he thought it was funny. They were really good cupcakes too, though it had taken a lot of convincing for her to try them.

Sorano came to a decision as she sat down to lunch with her family and friends. Angel magic or no angel magic she was going to give her keys to Lucy. Her brother's mate would love them and care for them the way she never could. She had never wanted this kind of magic anyway. Every time she touched one of her keys she remember who she had killed to get that key and everyone she had killed to keep it. She had forced her spirits to kill also, and had forced them to suffer. She needed to call them out and appologize for the past before handing them over.

Lucy would make her spirits happy, and someday Sorano would find a magic that she loved. One that made her happy to use. Maybe she didn't need to be an angel. Maybe she could find something else that was beautiful and could help people. She had heard of a wizard in Bosco who used lunar magic to heal people. That sounded like a wonderful thing to be able to do.

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They had been kept in the main hall much longer than the scholarly types had anticipated, but Sorano hadn't minded. Getting to see her family so happy was worth the wait. She taken the oportunity while they were distracted to sneak out behind the guild and call out her spirits one at a time to talk to them. Appologies were made and she had explained to each of them her plan to hand their keys over to Lucy. She had been shocked to receive a hug from shy little Aries, and was actually looking forward to passing her keys on to someone who would love them.

"Moon magic?" Levy blinked big brown eyes at her.

"I know that is caster magic as well, but... I've heard you can heal with lunar magic. That sounds... Nice." More than nice if she was honest.

"You can indeed. Bickslow's brother is the lunar dragon slayer and a powerful battle healer."

"I'm... Not a dragon slayer though." This wasn't going to work. She should have known.

"The nature of the magic could be used in the same manner without draconic influence."

"In theory. Hey! How about we ask Grampa Crux!" Lucy hopped out of her chair and pulled out her keys. "Open! Gate of the Southern Cross! Crux!" Sorano couldn't help but flinch a bit at the sound of the spirit's doorbell. "Hey Gramps Crux!"

"What can I do for you today, Princess Lucy?"

"We are researching different celestial magics. Sorano-"

"Wait!" Lucy wasn't the only one who jumped at Sorano's shout. "Wait, just." She took a deep breath. "Before we go any further I want you to have these." She placed her key ring on the table. "Regardless of whether I find a new magic or not they will be happier with you. And... And I will be happier if they are happier. I'm ready. I know my friends will keep me safe until I can protect myself again."

There were tears in Lucy's eyes as she slowly walked around the table to hug her. She was really starting to appreciate Lucy's hugs. The blond was always careful to move slowly and give Sorano plenty of time to escape or reject the close physical contact. According to her brother's mate their whole little family was 'hug starved' but she still wasn't sure exactly what that ment. It ment she got lots of hugs she knew that much.

"I'm so proud of you, Sorano. And I'm so happy you trust us that much. I promise I will take good care of them." Lucy gave her a big smile and turned back to her Crux spirit. "We are trying to find Sorano a new magic. Something that she will love. Angel magic, and lunar healing magic are both things she is interrested in. Can you help us?"

"The Archangel mages used healing magic, however that is a genetic magic and has all but died out now."

"Real angels?" Sorano felt her heart flutter at the idea, but shook her head. "But you said it is a magic you have to be born with andI wasn't. What about lunar magic? Are there lunar spells I could learn to use?"

"Yes indeed. A great many can even be used as holder spells if you were able to acquire lunar lacrima or moonstone. Weapons can even be crafted to chanel your magic. I can also help you learn some lunar caster spells Miss Sorano. As a gift for offering my fellow spirits to our princess for the sake of their own happiness." Sorano's eyes grew wide.

"R-really?"

"Can I lend her your key, Grampa Crux? Just temporarily so she doesn't have to wait around for me to learn her new magic?"

"An excellent idea, Princess Lucy."

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A great deal of expiramentation was done over the next few days in which Erza was heavily involved. They spent most of one day behind the guildhall with Erza requipping weapon after weapon and simply handing them to Sorano one at a time to hold. Swords, staves, spears, maces, an ax with a haft longer than Elfman was tall. Quite frankly most of them were ridiculous and far to weighty and bulky for someone of Sorano's stature to use. She discovered that boomerangs were a shit ton of fun to work with however and Erza commissioned one incorporating moonstone and stellarium from her own weaponsmith.

It was Lucy who recommended something smaller, and designed for closer quarters when she saw Sorano lose her temper and slap Erik through the guild wall over an ill-timed comment about female hormones and death by moonglare. That conversation along with her slight build went round and round until Natsu suggested she become a ninja. Silly as the idea sounded it actually held some merit and produced a mound of small, sharp, deadly things.

After a great deal of discussion, several lacerated fingers, and a threat to end Bickslow's life that Sorano considered completely called for, a set of blades was commissioned. Gajeel offered to help craft the blades themselves, and seeing as how dragon iron was stronger than pretty much anything in the world Sorano accepted his offer. They would be touched up when he was done, stellarium, moonstone, and lunar lacrima artfully added. The handles would be wrapped in white leather and would fit perfectly in her hand when she made a fist. The blade curved in a U shape to double back twice the width of her hand and the arch of the blade would be notched.

Erza called them Saber Claws and said they were from Desierto. Bickslow called them Ulak and said she was the tiniest Furian ever and needed goggles. Sorano didn't know what that ment, but she slapped him anyway. It was quite the feat since the man was well over 6 feet tall and running away at the time. She got a high-five from Lucy afterwards.

"Grampa Crux? Can you tell me about the Archangels? I know I can't learn the magic, but I would like to hear about them."

"Archangel magic was created many, many years ago during a time of great struggle. They were protectors of the Celestial realm and of celestial wizards. However they were hunted down and enslaved by those they were created to protect." Sorano cringed at the idea. "There are only two Archangels with active magic remaining. The elder, Galasfriel, fled from Earthland many centuries ago."

"You mean he is in another world."

"Another plane to be precise."

"So he left to protect himself from celestial wizards who would have enslaved him?"

"That is our belief."

"And the younger?"

"His last known location was Pergrande's Skyreach Collosium." She shuddered. She had heard stories of that place. Brain had even threatened to sell them there if they dissapointed him.

"Wait, what do you mean 'last known location'?"

"The celestial world can not confirm his location when his magic is beyond his reach."

"Beyond his..." She felt cold as she realised what the spirit was saying. "He is a slave, isn't he?"

"A gladiator."

"Crux... Can we get him out?"

"I do not believe I would be of much assistance in that endevor. I am simply a research assistant and archivist." She sure couldn't do it herself. So she would do what she always did when things were to much for her alone. Go to her brothers.

"What is his name?" She couldn't keep refering to him as 'the archangel'. He was a person, not a thing. Lucy and Fairy Tail had shown her what it ment to be truely free. They had set her free from her own inner hell. She had left behind her wish to pass from this world on angel wings. Here was a real live angel, and even his wings couldn't help him escape his hell.

"Zen Pradesh."

"Zen." Her eyes narrowed. "Zen, I promise you, as a celestial wizard. I will find you, and I will set you free."

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To be continued.