She was always the weakest. But when she's sent to Earth to conquer the planet easy enough for her," will she realize that she's stronger than anyone ever thought?
Chapter 2! Don't have much to say really, so pleas enjoy the newest chapter of Ever Stronger!
Disclaimer: Fairy Tail and its characters belong to Hiro Mashima
Ever Stronger
Chapter 2
Lucy lay still in the darkness for hours. The sun was still hidden behind the many buildings of the unmoving town. Finally, the young goddess cracked a weary eye open, the solid white orb glazing around the place she had landed. The walls seemed to be pressing closer against her by the second with their eerie ash-grey color. The sniffed the air lightly; it smelled of smoke, rain, and meat. A strange mixture in her opinion. Not that her opinion mattered, anyway. Lucy sat up. She looked down at her hands; soiled with dirt. Her fair skin was scattered with small cuts, and she wished she could heal them. But, she was weak. She had no power of the sort. Sighing lightly, the blonde tilted her head up, and gazed at the stars that seemed so far away.
She was suddenly pulled from her thoughts by the squeak of a door. Her breath hitched in her already dry throat, and every muscle in her body tensed.
"No! I have tomorrow off!"
"It'll just be for a few-" the feminine voice that had escaped from the door was abruptly cut off by the slam of the heavy door. The male that had just exited said door stomped down the steps, tugging an arm blindly through a black jacket sleeve.
"Psh, thinkin' I'd cover for 'em. Yeah right," the man huffed to himself as he walked down the alleyway, hands shoved into his jacket pockets. Without realizing, Lucy watched in fear as he continued down the corridor, and a small squeak escaped her cracked lips as he walked past her. He stopped immediately, and she gulped, eyes widened beyond belief. The unnamed man looked first behind him, back at the door he had come out of not minutes ago. Then to his left, and finally to his right. His sharp, dark eyes snapped onto Lucy's huddled silhouette. Neither budged, just stared at one another, eyes widened equally. After what seemed like centuries, his voice broke the silence.
"What- are you doing here? Who- what are you?" His voice cracked as he finished his questions, and Lucy's bottom lip quivered slightly.
"Please don't hurt me! I'll give you anything you want!" she cried, her eyes squinting shut as salty tears spilled out from them. Her shaking hands shielded her face, and her shoulders shook with her quiet sobbing. The man kneeled down to her height, leaning towards her a bit.
"Hey! I'm not gonna hurt you! Can you just tell me who you are, and what you're doing in an alleyway at two in the morning?" He asked patiently, his voice now hushed as if to not frighten the shaking girl. She peaked up at him, cheeks wet, white eyes glistening with tears.
"I-I am Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia-goddess of the stars," she peeped shyly, and the man before her blinked in what she deemed as surprise.
"Uh, n-nice to meet you? Lucy. Uh, can you tell me where you live? I can take you home if you want," he offered, and the tiniest of smiles was painted onto her porcelain face. She didn't fail to notice his almost constant, yet "hidden" glances at her wings that were dirtied and ruffled from the fall. And the pastel blue ears that peeked from her golden hair. Or maybe the scales that ran over her shoulders like a light blanket. Maybe even the small feathers that sprouted from her forearms.
"I'm sorry, but you can't take me home," she said quietly with her small smile. He threw her a questioning glance, and she took it upon herself to explain a bit further.
"I live in the heavens, there's no possible way for humans to travel to my realm unless a god or goddess allows it."
"So why can't you go back?"
"I-my father banished me here," was all she said. If she told him that she was expected to conquer his own home planet, he would surely turn on her.
"What kind of bastard sends his own daughter to another realm or whatever?" he asked, a small spark of anger finding its way into his voice.
"He's…not so bad…" Lucy protested, although even she was tired of being pushed around by him.
"Well, then I'll keep you here until you're able to go back!" he cheered, and allowed a bright grin decorate his face. "C'mon! I guess you can stay at my house for now," he suggested, and Lucy hesitantly took the hand he offered to her. He helped her up, and she hastily brushed herself off. Her skirt was ripped, and good heavens her hair was a mess.
"Uh, we might have to try not to be noticed," the nameless man said, sparing a glance at her wings.
"Oh! Right! By the way, you never introduced yourself," Lucy announced, and tucked her wings back best she could.
"Really? Sorry, I'm Natsu Dragneel!" That wide smile again.
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Dragneel," she said politely. That was how she was supposed to act.
"Oh God, no just call me Natsu, 'kay?" he said, and led her out of the dark alleyway.
After explaining practically the entire history of cars and technology to the goddess, the duo entered a small apartment. It wasn't the cleanest, Lucy noted, but every little thing overjoyed her.
"So you can sleep here," Natsu began, motioning towards his unmade bed.
"Where will you rest?" She inquired in her soft voice that Natsu had already grown quite accustomed to.
"Couch." He jabbed his thumb behind him, in the general direction of the often-used brown sofa. Her pupil-less eyes softened in a look of concern, and the pink-haired male quickly turned away. "Well," he paused quickly to clear his throat, "make yourself at home, I guess. Night, Lucy." And with those final words he closed the door on his way out, leaving the fallen goddess alone in the moonlit room. She stared at the white wood in the closed door before rushing over to the bed. She climbed on blissfully, and leaned against the window. The gazed at the stars, knowing the name of each and every one of them. She counted the twinkling lights until she felt herself fall into the best sleep she'd experienced in ages.
Lucy woke up with the sun staring down at her through the glass pane, and she smiled sleepily back at it. When she walked into the kitchen, she found Natsu sitting on the white granite countertop, staring out the window, coffee mug in hand.
"Good morning," she greeted, and he turned his head to look at the woman in the doorway.
"Morning, Luce. Hungry?" he asked with a smile.
Yay! Natsu was introduced! But it looks like Lucy isn't making any effort to attack? Please leave a lovely review and have a good day!