A/N: Guys, you can kill me later...after you have read the chapter. I still have things to do before I DIE! TTATT Like...like eating chocolate while drinking hot chocolate while standing on a fragile bridge with an angry lion roaring in my face!

I thank thee great beta-reader for editing my messy work! TT_TT

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail...only the plot and the oc's.

Lucy didn't know how long she lay there, beaten and bleeding, on the cold floor. She was glad that this supposed 'uncle' of hers hadn't thought of raping her yet. Whips, burns and insults she could take and survive, but being dirtied...No. She wouldn't be able to look at anybody straight in the eye ever again.
The ground began to tremble. Lucy knew it was time for him to show up. This was his signature and warning like an alarm to wake up in the morning, only this alarm was for her to know that he was bored and he came to have some 'fun'. Anticipating his visit, Lucy's heart beat increased. It always took everything she had not to scream in pain when he tortured her, but she would not give Dei such satisfaction.
The door groaned and a body was thrown in before Dei entered the cell himself. Lucy observed it and tried to figure out just what the dark guild master was planning to do. Her eyes widened slightly, taking in the blonde hair, curvaceous body, expensive dress, and the jingle of keys in. The victim groaned and opened its eyes. It was no other than Layla Hearfillia, Lucy's mother.
Trying hard to stand up, Lucy watched horrified as Dei smirked taking a very sharp looking knife from his belt licking it gruesomely. Move, Lucy, move dammit! The blonde teen thought as she watched the blade dance dangerously close to her mother throat.
Gasping, terrified Layla tried to quickly get hold of one of her keys, but the water dragon-slayer was no stupid man. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the intention and grabbed hold of her neck, smiling when he heard Lucy gasp as her mother stopped all her movements.
Layla tried to make her body move, but she couldn't when her wind-pipe was crushed. Still, she tried to go against the odds and somehow hit Dei and get away from him. But remember the key word: tried.
"Well, how do you like your present niece?" He purred, watching the girl like a hawk.
"L-let her –g-g-go D-de- dei." The blonde mage stuttered trying to make her voice box work again. Shaking his head as an answer the slayer dropped the knife on the floor and with his dragon-like claws pierced Layla's heart mercilessly.
To Lucy it was like everything was happening in slow motion. She managed to get on her knees and attempted at grabbing something, anything really to stop Dei, but her pained muscles gave under her weight. Plummeting towards the ground and watching her mother's life be taken away, her heart stopped for a millisecond, then went back to its fanatic beat. The only thing she could see was the limp body of her mother. Minutes passed before she could tear her eyes from the deceased celestial mage and when Lucy did, she saw Dei's smirk. That was everything Lucy needed to snap. She pulled herself off the floor, wobbling slightly. Bangs covering her eyes and Lucy gave in and let her emotions rule.
"Wolf skin, embrace my soul!"

Looking Around to see if anyone was watching, Dacia gingerly took the plate off the kitchen counter.
"Nya ha ha, come to momma baby!"
Before she even had time to grab a fork the celestial spirit was sucked into a black void. The pressure was strong, like a vacuum cleaner, if you were a bug of course, or a teeny tiny inanimate object.
"WAIT A SECOND! MY CAKE AND OH BY THE WAY WHAT ARE DOING TO THE CAKE YOU CAT-HEAD? MY BAAAAAAA-"
Suddenly she was in a stone room, with a barred little window and an open door.
"-by?"
Dacia looked around confused. Then she saw a blonde girl, probably in her 17's glowing a magnificent gold. Layla? The wolf spirit thought confused, however she noticed another blonde woman on the floor, an adult for sure. Her next train of thoughts were gone as soon as she was absorbed into the girls body.

Dei was surprised and a bit terrified though he wouldn't admit that to anyone. The formerly helpless body sprawled on the floor was now a glowing star. He stepped into a fighting stance as the light intensified and began pulsing. Wolf like ears and tail grew and so did her nails as Lucy straightened, a hand in front of her. Just what was she doing? The mage thought. Lucy didn't look as if she was conscious, but a doll in the hands of a puppeteer. A scythe, sharp at that; Dei noticed was now in the hands of his niece. Not letting his confidence falter, he took a deep breath and attacked the celestial mage.
"Water Dragon's Roar!" He shouted. He knew he would win, because he has taken Lucy from her home as a three year old child. He had made sure to lock her away and torture her enough to not be able to move and get the weapons stocked on the wall, or do any magic training. But the little afraid girl was no more. Driven by anger she was a killing machine of revenge.

Dacia knew that Lucy, Layla's daughter was more powerful than her mother and could get in this state with training. But the thing was, the blonde had no training. How could she absorb and morph with Dacia, and even use the spirits knowledge and scythe nonetheless?!
However, pondering on how this happened was no important matter at the moment. She needed to figure out how to stop Lucy and get away before the guy got into his dragon force mode; he wasn't named master for nothing. Crossing her legs, Dacia tried to mediate and ignore the fight that was going on. Slowly taking deep breaths, the celestial spirit levitated.

Lucy danced, literally, the scythe only an extension of her arm, like the books her mother used to read to her. Mother. Speeding her pace, and trying to avoid the incoming water whips, Lucy's mind was somewhere else: a massive field, where the earth was dry and cracked. She knew where she was, a sword cemetery or at least that is what she named it in her dreams sometimes. Gently, as it could break, Lucy took a sword, testing its weight swinging it around. Unknown to her, tears were falling freely down her cheeks. She was a small child ripped from its mother's embrace, and brought to a place she didn't know. That's what she was. Alone and broken.
While she cried her body suffered numerous blows from Dei, but her nerves didn't register the pain. Her consciousness was in another universe and her body was left to deal with the consequences of the Heartfillia heiress's actions.

In yet another dimension Dacia was concentrating on stopping Lucy, but to no avail. She couldn't concentrate when the guy was freakin' yelling his attacks!
"Dammit" she swore, losing connection again, "At this rate, screaming-guy will die. Tch."
She began pacing, rubbing her chin, and became lost in thought. Bang! She remembered! How stupid could she be, she was doing the wrong thing. I mean, DUH! All she had to do was focus her magical energy on controlling the body, not getting out of it. It was pretty impossible and she may cause un-wanted injuries from leaving a body with no soul.
Excited, she sat down in the lotus position, channelling her magic through the veins, heart, and brain, slowly taking control of the body. She smiled, well that was easy. Bringing her mind back, that's another thing altogether.

Dei was slowly losing his magical power, but he had an advantage: WATER BOTTLE! DUN DUN DUUN. Well, okay maybe it's not that spectacular, but hey it was something. Drinking and avoiding the cheetah like movements? Not so much. But if that's what it took for him to get the upper hand then, he'd have to suck it up and do it.
Suddenly, Lucy's body ceased all its movements, like the master puppeteer had briskly stopped the hand. Dangerously standing on her toes the half wolf girl looked like she was drunk. But, that didn't last for long, and her eyes burned again, only this time a furious gold. They were constantly changing emotions, or so it seemed to the water dragon slayer who was frozen in confusion.

With the speed equivalent to lightning, his niece took Layla and literally ran through the outer wall.

A/N: *bats eyelashes* Can you spare me to finish the story? After that maybe you shall forgive me for the lateness.*runs away like a school girl's confession has just been rejected*

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Aka-chi~