Hello everyone! I know I'm late, I've been very busy for the past few weeks. I left you all with a cliffhanger too, I'm sorry for that. Anyways, I'm back and I'll be trying to update every week, if not, then every other week. Please review because it would make my day. I hope you enjoy and I shall see you soon!
-BloodyTeddyBear
(Lucy's POV)
So nostalgic.
Am I dying again?
"I'm sorry for being so weak." The words slipped out of my mouth.
I looked down to my chest and saw the sword poking through it.
"It happened again." I said quietly. I closed my eyes and waited. I fell to my knees. The sword slid out of it's resting place and I didn't feel any different. I pulled my left eye open and looked down.
I opened both of my eyes and looked down again. No blood. No sword. No hole.
"Do that again." I demanded. In shock, the man with the sword stabbed the same spot. I felt a tingle around the sword.
Is it because I am already dead?
Am I not able to die again?
The sword was removed and started stabbing random areas on my body. It tickled.
It stabbed through my stomach an I grabbed the blade. I tugged on it, but the man wouldn't let go. I ripped it away from his grasp and pulled it through the hole in my stomach. The hole disappeared in mere seconds and I wrapped my hand around the handle.
It was a very light sword.
I swung it around a few times, stabbing the mages that surrounded me. Blood flowed on the ground and covered my body.
A nostalgic scent.
Metallic and nauseating.
Before I could realize it, all of the dark mages were dead. Most were piled on top of each other, or stuck in groups near the walls.
What is this feeling?
It's a bubbly feeling in my chest.
Sorrow?
Regret?
Guilt?
No.
Pride?
Yes. Pride. I'm proud of myself that I wasn't weak. That I could fight on my own. Unlike my old self.
Even though I was stabbed repeatedly, I claimed victory.
What an odd feeling.
I put the blade of the sword on my shoulder and looked at my surroundings.
Blood everywhere. One person was stabbed through the chest like I was.
Is that what I looked like when I died?
It doesn't matter now, does it?
I won.
I heard heavy breathing and saw my teammates staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"You just- you-" Natsu started.
"Killed- look at all of the blood-" Gray continued.
"You were stabbed- you-" Wendy asked frantically.
"You aren't dead?" Lisanna questioned.
Then the answer came to me. "My heart was already broken." I turned away from the stares and jumped outside. I threw the sword at a tree near the edge of the clearing.
I sat cross-legged, and felt wet drops on my thighs. Instinctively, my hand went to my cheek. It was covered in salty tears.
Then I heard thunder. I looked up to the sky, which was covered in grey masses of clouds. Raindrops started to fall.
"I wonder if the sky actually does reflect the dead." I pondered aloud. "Perhaps this storm is a coincidence."
...(Flashback)...
"Lisanna?" Natsu asked as Pantherlily pulled her out from behind a bush.
"Natsu!" Lisanna jumped onto Natsu with a hug.
Everyone was crying with glee as their old friend returned.
..(End)..
It was raining when Lisanna came back. Is the sky showing happiness? Sadness?
Rain is a confusing substance.
It could rain in the winter, where it is cold and gloomy; or it could rain in the spring, where it brings life and colors.
Life is like rain. Isn't it? Sometimes good, sometimes bad.
"Elle!" Someone shouted. I didn't care who, as long as it wasn't my own self. As long as I wasn't losing my sanity.
I turned my head to the five mages and two cats behind me. They were drenched in water. Don't they know not to run in the rain?
"What?" I asked.
"You were stabbed, shouldn't you need medical help?" Wendy asked.
"No." I looked at the sky. It was pouring now.
I wonder if there are others like me. Angels- I cringe just thinking of the word. I wonder if they are on Earthland, or in the sky somewhere.
I felt a hand on my back. I moved my head to see Wendy concentrating her magic to heal me.
"Your attempts are pointless." I said.
Her eyes widened and she looked at me with shock. "There was no heartbeat." She gasped out.
"Because my heart is broken. Literally. Didn't I already tell you that?" I stood up and stared at the ground. "Do you need more proof?" I asked.
She nodded and I placed my hand to my chest, where my heart resides. I pressed my hand into my skin and searched for the organ. I found it and delicately pulled it out. There were cracks in it, like a broken vase that was quickly glued together; and a thin hole in the middle, from where I was stabbed. My heart was purple. My eyes grew wide.
I think I am the first to see their own heart. It's peculiar.
"I don't know why I did that." I said, studying my heart. I heard gags from my teammates and I pressed my heart back into my chest. I shivered. "That feels weird."
"Please, don't do that again." Lisanna begged.
"Why would I? I didn't like that either. Did you assume I did that for the fun of it?" I questioned. She stood speechless. Why do I feel so angry when she talks? I turned away from them.
After a pause, Gray spoke. "Does that mean that you're..."
"Dead. Yes. I'm not sure why I am this though. It is repulsive. I died and was dead. It was a nice place. I enjoyed it. Dark and quiet where I could reflect my life. Then there were voices, and I was in a forest. After that, Natsu found me and brought me to Fairy Tail."
I rambled.
My throat started to burn. "I liked being dead. It was great. Better than my life. All of the pain was gone. It was just me. No one else. Just me. I was alone and I was perfect. I liked it. I died for a reason. I shouldn't be here now. I wasn't supposed to. Why? Why couldn't I just stay dead?!" I raised my voice and pounded my fist into the ground beside me. The ground shook. My eyes tingled and black drifted in and out of my vision.
"Why am I this? I. I liked being dead. I liked the end of my life. My heart broke and I died not long after. Why couldn't I stay dead?" I whispered shakily. I realized then, that I had been sobbing. Tears were rolling down my neck and rain pelted onto my head.
There was a heavy feeling on my shoulder. I looked up and saw the cause. Erza Scarlett was forcing a smile and I smelled a tear mingled with the rain on her cheek. "Life is a good thing. Don't regret being given life. Whatever is in charge of life had to have had a great reason to bring you back right?" I looked away from her sympathetic face.
"I died for a reason. Why should something else choose that I can't have that end?" I countered. "You wouldn't know. Stop attempting to comfort me." I retorted. I stood up and pushed her hand off of my shoulder. "Keep the money. It is my gift to you." I told them all as I began to walk away.
There were mumbles of whether to follow me or not, but I did my best to ignore them. My hand rested on my forehead as I walked. They were far too loud.
Then I felt a tingle. I looked down and saw something. Again? Really? A dagger right through the heart. Again. I sighed and looked to the sky.
"Don't even try. I'm already dead. I don't have any money. Leave before I kill you." The person shook furiously and ran away after taking the dagger back. Three times I was stabbed. In the same spot.
Reliving the moment of my death. Re-dying could it be called?
Either way, fate wants me dead, and something else wants me alive.
What could it be? An evil force that plans to control the world? No, I doubt it. I couldn't be used for such an extravagant strategy.
"When she was stabbed, why did she say what She said?" A voice echoed in my mind. "My head hurts." Whose voice was that?
"Natsu!" A higher voice screeched. Was that Natsu just before? Then Happy?
"Natsu-San!" Wendy?
Why can I hear them?
"It hurts." Natsu mumbled.
"It will be okay, just stay calm." Wendy said.
What is going on?
"Gray, make a fire." She said.
"Yeah." Gray replied.
What would they need a fire for?
Before I knew it, I was running back to them.
"Elle?" Erza asked.
"What is going on? I heard panicking."
"I'll show you." She grabbed my hand and pulled me to Wendy, Happy, and Natsu.
Natsu was on his knees, clutching at his head and chest. Happy was trying to calm him, and Wendy was trying to search for the problem. Lisanna was holding her hand to her mouth and was on the brink of tears. "It hurts." He groaned. I ran over to him and touched his head.
I focused some of my magic into my palm and pushed it into his body. I kept my eyes closed because I had no idea what would happen.
There was a snap, then a roar. I opened one of my eyes to take a peek.
DONE!
Cliffy! Sorry for not updating sooner, I haven't been able to find the right words. Hopefully I'll be updating next week or the week after that. Please review, because opinions are appreciated. I hope you enjoyed and I shall see you soon!
-BloodyTeddyBear
