"Huh? Just who are you? " Acnologia questioned, "Little girls don't typically climb up this mountain, much less know who I am."
Lucy looked up with big eyes, her heart pounding in her chest.
It's him! I really found him! He doesn't seem to know me though... but he'll be able to help me control the markings!
Acnologia stared at the little blonde girl. Normally he wouldn't have saved a random girl, especially if they wandered on his mountain, but he had been bored. Typically when he was bored he would go fly. Unfortunately, the storm ruined his plans. He hated being wet.
This girl however was interesting. Children didn't usually come to his mountain, especially without an adult. And now, she knew who he was, while in his human form. That was something no one had known for over 400 years. Acnologia turned back to the child. She had blonde hair, soft skin and large chocolate-brown eyes full of hope and wonder. Sort of like Her. Acnologia mentally slapped himself. He knew better than to think of her. It only brought pain and-
"Lucy." His thought was interrupted by a small voice.
"Huh?"
"You asked who I was. I'm Lucy." Acnologia crouched down to face Lucy.
"Oh? Well then, Lucy, how about you tell me how you know who I am? "
"My mommy told me about you." Not surprising. He was sure plenty of mother's told their children about him, likely as some kind of boogie man.
"Really? And who is your mommy? And where is she, that you're out here all alone?"
"My mommy was your great- great- great- great - great - great - great- great- great- great- great- great- great- granddaughter. She's in heaven now."
"What?" Acnologia blinked dumbly. Lucy sighed and took a deep breath.
"My mommy was your great- great-"
"Yeah I heard what you said. But I haven't got any children, much less descendents."
"Yes you do. I'm descended from you and one of my other ancestors, Anna Heartphilia."
Thoughts ran through Acnologias' head faster then light.
How does she know about Anna? Is she telling the truth? No- Anna was never pregnant. Unless- the ten years I was raging against those foolish dragons during the War. When I came back, Anna had already left this world. That's all that stupid Black Wizard would tell me before he ran off. Source of all power and evil my ass. The guy's a fucking coward. I never considered that Anna would have been pregnant. Now that I look at her, this Lucy looks a lot like Anna. In fact, the resemblance is uncanny. No! That's crazy! I would've known if Anna was pregnant, right? Someone would have told me! What am I thinking? Of course they wouldn't. This girl might actually be telling the truth.
"Prove it." Acnologia stated suddenly .
"I said to prove it. Prove that you're related to me like you say you are. "
"I- uh... well, I think I can, but you're going to have to make me really scared first." Acnologia blinked.
What? Scared? Why?
"Please? You'll understand once you scare me."
"Oh?" Acnologia crouched down in the girls' face. "And what if I don't? "
"Huh?" The Dragon King grabbed and lifted the child by the front of her blouse.
"I'm the Demon Dragon of Apocalypse, little girl. You should be afraid just looking at me."
Lucy's legs and arms shook. Her brown eyes were wide and her mouth open in shock and fright. Acnologia was about to throw her out, when he saw them- deep caribeaan blue markings, swirling and spreading quickly like the fire they so closely resembled. Acnologia stared, looking at the hand that held Lucy and the young girl's own face.
Those markings... they're just like mine, though they look a shade lighter. Could she actually have been telling the truth? She is actually descended from Anna and myself?
He fell to his knees, still holding Lucy by her blouse. His forest green eyes wide and slowly filling with tears. He grabbed Lucy's shoulders and hugged her.
"You.. you're really..." Lucy stopped shaking.
"Yeah. I am." And for the first time in over 300 years, the Demon Dragon cried.