Revolution
Chapter 9; Hidden Truths

The images came to a stop, and the world fell back into the tower, bright light beaming through the archways. Hot tears ran over Lucy's pale face as her brown eyes stared open and wide at the dragon slayer, staring back with confusion. Even the dark haired boy's eyes held onto her. "They...did that to you?" The dragon slayer muttered. The dark haired boy looked between one to the other in confusion, wondering what had happened between them. All he knew was that it all went very silent and none of them had moved for a long while.

"How did you-" the Angel growled in surprise, launching to her feet. The ground seemed to sweep under her, and she dropped weakly back down to the step. Blonde hair fell over her face as she felt suddenly out of breath. Hands reached up to her face, feeling her damp tears. Brown eyes stared alienated at her damp finger tips. A flash over her mind changed them from water to blood. She gasped, feeling her irritation rise as she stared back at the clear tears covering her hands. She quickly brought her hands up and furiously rubbed her cheeks and eyes dry. "It doesn't matter what happened to me!" She hissed, slowly bringing herself to stand again. Her body found itself restless, walking back and forth across the room, unable to calm her distraught heart. Lucy's own empathetic emotions were turning with turmoil on the inside of her, as the girl felt everything first hand.

"I saw it all." Natsu added, looking up at the woman in turmoil. Rather than a vengeful angel, his view had suddenly been flipped around to seeing the misunderstood grieving mother that had sacrificed herself to save her own child.

"Dammit." The Angel growled. "You stupid girl, using my powers!" A ripple of electricity coursed through her veins as her antagonism boiled.

Gray looked between them again and noticed the red feather resting besides the dragon slayer's feet. He hadn't seen the angel or Lucy do it, but somehow Natsu had seen the same things as Lucy and the Angel both seemed to have.

"What happened to you? Why did they come looking for you?" Natsu asked with urgency about his expression that balanced between anger and pity. His lips curled up over his canines biting down on his lower jaw. His eyebrows hung over his eyes, showing his sympathy and understanding.

"Did you know why they wanted an Angel's heart?" The angel asked, flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder with a grin that distorted the features of her face into bitter anger. "Angel's were the first to give human's magic, but they were greedy. We could only give them a small fraction of what they desired. So instead, they took our hearts. Those who ingrained an angel heart inside of them were blessed with unimaginable power."

"'Survival of the fittest.'" A cool, calm voice sailed out from behind them. The tall woman dressed in her red silk, with platinum blonde hair falling down her back, appeared in the doorway. In her hand, she held a shattered jewel as clear as the sky. In her other hand was a scepter with feathers engraved around the golden staff with an empty shell in the top, of where some kind of gem would be placed. She came into the room with her cool and regal attire, emanating the fact she knew everything about the situation in a glance. "That is the way the ones who were granted the power began to believe. They were consumed by their own magic and became the leaders of the world. Those who were weak couldn't have offspring together, only being allowed to mate with one with magic. Any child born to a so called 'Wizard' had magical abilities. As the years passed, children with magic capabilities spread throughout the worlds, and the others simply died out. The dark blood stained history of you mages, had hidden itself in the past so deeply that no one would ever know."

"You mean how we killed the Angel's for power." Natsu added, his dark eyes narrowing on the woman. The will in him was strong, but the fight inside of him had changed. "But," He continued. The Angel turned towards him with eyes burning with fury, daring him to speak. At first he was hesitant, as if what he was about to say would trample all over her feelings, and yet, he was still going to say it. "Even darkness can become light. The magic that was stolen so long ago can be used for good too!" Natsu defied.

The angel's eyes almost exploded with anger. Her fingers jumped by her side, itching to hit him, but being too conscious of the woman's raised staff to do so. It fell in front of the Angel, allowing the dragon slayer to speak. Her silver eyes watched the dragon slayer calmly, with a mild curiosity as to what he was going to say.

"The past is what creates the present. And in the present, although there are bad guys, there are also good guys who use magic." Natsu continued his expression filling with confidence and defiance. "And I promise that those who do bad things with their magic will have their asses kick by Fairy Tail!" His reply radiated confidence through the room as the dragon stared with his unnervingly strong black irises at the woman.

"Don't be stupid!" The angel hissed, breaking past the barrier. The silver eyed woman just brought the sceptre back to her side, watching the girl with the same curious expression as she did with Natsu. It was more of a bystander's view on the situation, without the intention to interfere as it was. "Human's are greedy; they'll always be greedy no matter what you do. These humans alive today will bring the world to ruin. We angels, gave our lives to the humans because of how deeply we treasured them. But now we see that we are fools. You will never stop this cycle of destruction."

"We can't change human nature!" Natsu argued. "But we can protect the good! I will make sure to protect those who need protecting."

"You are not like the dragons who once ruled the world before. They were beautiful creatures and stupidly gave magic to you humans who ended up almost destroying them!" The Angel countered, lowering her eyes to the dragon slayers. "You are a dragon slayer! You slay dragons. And you tell me you're peaceful!"

"My dad is a dragon! I wouldn't kill a friend!" Natsu roared.

"But what about the rest, huh?" She viciously snapped. "What happens to them? When they've done nothing wrong and your superiors decide they're too dangerous without doing anything wrong so far, and tell you to kill them. You would do it wouldn't you?"

"I don't take orders from other people!" Natsu arrogantly growled, jumping forwards in frustration. The cuffs at his side turned his wrists at an awkward angel that must have caused pain, but the dragon slayer didn't seem to notice.

"Then would you die? Would you die to protect the things you care about just for them to turn bad?" She screamed, tears burning in her eyes. Her fists balled at her side, throwing her body forwards with anger and misplaced rage that was tempted to tear her body limb from limb. "Would you let them take away the things you cared about because of their selfishness? Would you-"

"Angel," The God cut in, resting a hand on her shoulder. The red dressed angel whipped around, staring at the woman with vicious eyes for standing in her way. Her steel eyes were unnervingly still. The Angel hissed, turning her face away. Her blonde hair swept over her shoulders as she turned and marched back across the room, unclenching her stiff fists by her sides.

"I would." Natsu's voice called behind her.

"What?" She growled turning around.

"But," Natsu added, his eyes staring at her with unmoving determination in his dark onyx eyes. "I'm not alone. Even If I gave my life fighting for them, my friends would take my will and live on with it, protecting what they know is right!"

The blonde haired girl stared unmoving at the dragon slayer. Shock plastered her frozen expression to her face as her heart waved in her chest. Lucy used the opportunity to send some more images of her own. Pictures began to draw up in front of the girl's eyes as they burst through Lucy's memories. It was her at the guild, with her friends and guild mates who she called family. Then it went to another image, Lucy fighting alongside all her friends. When one got knocked back, another would appear a moment later together with her friends. And then they were on an island that looked so familiar. It reminded her of the very same island she was on so many years ago. At this point, the memories seemed to freeze around her, as if she was there again. Besides the red angel, whose wings folded behind her back showing her true form, stood Lucy.

"You." She hissed.

"I wondered what was so special about this island when I first came here." Lucy spoke softly, looking up at the big tree with a nostalgic gaze. "I came here to do the S-call wizard trial. As soon as I stepped foot on land, I thought it was so familiar. I'm not sure if it was my ancestors wish or not, but I think that this tree is you."

"What do you mean?" The blonde angel asked, letting her fight settle, seeing as though she wasn't in control in the memory space.

"You see this tree?" The mage pointed up to the big Tenrou island's tree blooming tall and outwards with a lush green canopy like a protective umbrella over the rest of them. Light spilled through the canopy as they continued to walk through the forest, getting closer and closer to the tree's roots. "I always thought that the way the top spreads out was sort of like wings. Although, anyone else would have called me stupid." A small smile lit her lips as she happily walked besides the spirit possessing her body.

"I'm your descendent, aren't I?" Lucy's blonde hair slipped over her shoulder as she turned to give a smile at the girl. Lucy was dressed in the same white outfit she wore on the day of the S-class trail fight, next to the long red silk of the angel. She didn't look as elegant, but their brown eyes and blonde hair were almost exactly the same, with the same pale faces. "I'm the daughter of your daughter's daughter and so on." Lucy chuckled lightly, finding the idea somewhat amusing. The angel gave her a curious gaze, before letting her gaze tower up to the canopy. Shards of light fell down on her pale skin with warmth. "Doesn't that mean that your daughter found love and happiness, in the family she started?" The angel's eyes fell onto her again in surprise, her eyebrows folding together with a guilty sadness.

"I suppose I never thought of it that way." She whispered, moving among the extending branches of the trees. As they did, images began to collide with their current memories. Images of Lucy and her friends passed across the edges of their walkway. In the trees she saw images of smiles, in the grass she saw the tears and in the sky she saw the strength. She was literally taking a path down the girl's memories. Suddenly, she noticed them began to change. The cry of a baby called out to her, letting her head whip around. In a large stone cast to the side of her, she saw the sight of a baby appearing in a field out of an orb of light. "This is-" The girl whispered.

"When I saw your memories, they felt familiar, and I realized, that I had seen them somewhere before. When I arrived at Tenrou, I hadn't realized it, but the memories of my ancestors were all stored into this tree. I like to believe it was your daughter's- my ancestor's- wish for us all to be connected by this tree." Lucy explained. The memory from the rock dissolved with two people appeared in front of the baby. More memories that weren't Lucy's began to pile up around them the closer they got. There was a blonde child, eating porridge in the morning, with a warm face smiling over her. She called her 'mama' and the angel flinched, her eyes staring longingly at the child.

A voice spoke over the top of the memory, it was soft and very kind, but it said "I'm not your mama." The Angel turned, watching the memory with full wide eyes. The other memories seemed to fade out as the other one grew. The woman gave a gentle smile and softly said "When you were a baby, your mama sent you down from the sky as a gift from God to me, who can't have any children of her own. Your mama is an Angel." Tears dripped down the angel's face as she saw the young child's face, and heard her small voice speak with glee. "Yeah, mama's my angel!" She giggled with a cheerful smile of happiness, and the memory disappeared.

More memories rose up around them again as her life continued through; her trying to ride a horse for the first time, her falling over and having big manly hands brush her down, her taking a lesson on religion. Slowly they saw her grow and grow as they closed in on the center of the island. There was her first love, her marriage and the image of another small child. The baby who looked so much like herself, rocking in her arms as the baby cried. They moved further, with their child growing along the way.

As the child got bigger, the angel's daughter sat with it on her lap under the starlight of the farm they lived on, telling her stories about the angel. As their child got older and found her own way in life, the woman's destination changed and changed as she went around spreading the stories and writing books on the angels and how divine and beautiful they were. She had her very own magic, but never consciously used it, Lucy noticed. It came out as more of a radiating beam that drew everyone close to her, expressing her words, spreading joy and hope as far as she could.

And finally, as the pair stood beneath the tree, they saw the last memory, of the woman holding a red jewel in her hand, stood beneath the very same tree. The memory became three dimensional, just as they an the island were, with the woman stood between the pair of blonde women with old, weary eyes and long grey hair that fell down her face and over her long white dress. "I have lived for two hundred years," She spoke. Lucy was at first surprised by her age and the angel noticed her expression.

"As a demi-angel, she doesn't have wings of her own, but she has longevity, as would her child." She explained, not removing her eyes off the girl who stood before her. The woman held out her hand, holding onto the chain of the heart in her palm, as she entered an enormously spacious catacomb hidden under the tall bark. Several scattered leaves fell over the ground and she brushed them away, revealing the dirt beneath them.

Red feathers laid undisturbed under the ground, were frozen in place with the crystallized wings like red branches. After two hundred years, the diamonds reached like ice to the edge of each feather, holding them in place as if they were ice. The body had long since decayed into the earth with beautiful white roses growing in a shroud around the center. "My wings..." the angel whispered, looking at them in surprise. She must have suspected that the men would have come and taken her body for the parts that were left, even if the most valuable piece was missing. The elderly woman rested her hand on the glass shape of the wings, feeling their smooth touch under her wrinkled fingers.

"It's been so long mama," The woman smiled softly, revealing her yellowed and lost teeth as she sat down, looking adoringly down at the feathers. "You gave me this so I could live," She continued, opening her aged hand to reveal the red ruby the side of a fist in her hand, chained with several links. "I know you must be angry for what the humans have done, but, you shouldn't lose faith. I know of the anger inside of this heart, but I also know how much you loved them, even father was a human and you loved him. You need to forgive them, mother, as I have done to the people who stole you away from me. But I think it's time I pass on my will to another, and let the younger generations shape the earth into something better than my generation has done."

"My little girl..." The angel whispered, dropping besides the woman. She wrapped her hands around the woman's holding onto her translucent image of her daughter's hands.

"I have never let this jewel leave me for my entire life, I have seen my own daughter grow and live her life, spreading the same peace as I hoped for, but now it is time for me to leave this world. Therefore, I want to return this to you." The demi-angel sighed happily, resting the jewel on the ground with her fingers still touching its smooth surface. The angel looked back and forth to in horror. The colour from her face drained as she turned back to her child.

"No," she cried. "Don't let go! If you do, you'll die!" Tears burned in her eyes, but were not quite ready to fall as she stared at the wistful eyes that looked straight through her at the wings beneath her feet. Lucy let out a small gasp, as she realized what would happen, but stayed out of the way, just watching as an onlooker.

Finally, the woman sighed, pulling her fingers away. The angel let out a small cry, as the translucent body began to become more vivid. As it did, a red circle appeared through the white dress wrapping the woman's body. Lucy didn't know what was happening at first as the same circle appeared on her back, dripping red liquid. And then she realized it was blood. For two hundred years, the jewel had kept the woman's body alive, and she had come to the resolution that she ready to give that magic back.

To Lucy's surprise, the woman's image solidified into the material as the angel and Lucy both were. The woman's dark brown eyes set upon the eyes welling with tears of the angel looking down at her daughter. The elderly woman's voice caught in the back of her throat as she saw her looking down at her. They fell onto the red wings cast out either side of her back as she choked a small whimper. "mama..." she muttered. Tears finally rolled down the cheeks of the Angel's face as she did to her elderly daughter's.

"My baby!" The angel cried, wrapping her arms around the girl's body. Sunlight spilled through a gap in the catacomb of branches and shone down on them, glinting in the prism of tears down her face.

"Mama!" the woman cried back, holding tightly to her mother that she thought had died two hundred years ago. But all the feelings ended too soon, no matter how much the woman held onto her grown up baby, the light still dissolved at her body as time and magic caught up to her.

"No, my baby!" the angel cried again, gripping her as tight as she could in desperation.

"I finally got to meet you again." The woman chuckled through her tears as she breathed in the soft sent of her mother's neck that felt so nostalgic from so long ago. Lucy watched at the woman's face slowly lose its wrinkles, her hair turning back into its golden blonde colour. It occurred to Lucy, that as the time went back into the angel's heart, it was rewinding the time the woman had been given. Her small, fragile body grew taller and slimmer as her time went backwards. The angel pulled back, placing a soft hand onto her daughter's cheek. She looked about 50, with small creases under her eyes, distorting the roll of her tears.

"You grew up so big and strong." The angel sobbed, with her motherly eyes looking on at her daughter. She nodded through her sobs as her wrinkles disappeared and her long hair grew shorter. "I'm so proud of you. I'm so happy you found love."

"I even had a baby of my own." The woman added, breaking a smile through her sad face as she fell back to her 20s. The angel nodded, trying to absorb as much of her daughter as she could as she saw the time fade from her. The time slowed down as she went back to her teenage years where her hair was only at her waist and her brown eyes were alight with so much youth. Her voice turned higher as she turned into a child. As her stages of life went on, the whole in her chest only seemed to grow bigger and bigger until there was nothing left. A panicked expression caught the angel's face as the time dwindled into nothing. The little girl leapt forwards again, burying herself into her mother's neck as she faced the death that was stealing her mother from her.

Tears rolled down Lucy's face as the angel's child changed to a toddler, and finally into a little baby, wrapped in white silk. It was stained a deep red that matched the angel's dress as she held the baby softly in her arms. Her brown eyes stared down at the child, her blonde hair brushing the baby's cheeks. Its hands reached out for her finger, gripping it as tightly as it could. And Lucy saw the gentlest expression on the angel's face as her tears fell down onto the baby's cheeks. Its little brown eyes looked at its mother in confusion as to why she was crying. But as her little body finally reached the end of its time and began to glow with the same white incandescence from so long ago, she turned to her mother with a simple expression, and smiled.

The angel choked back her tears, offering a small smile back. "Good bye, my little baby girl." She cried, as the white light dissolved into the air, leaving her hands empty. The angel teetered forwards as her body collapsed into a pile of sobbing, picking up the red jewel and pressing it tightly to her chest. "My little girl!" She wailed. Lucy watched her as she cried and felt herself unable to move from her spot, tied deeply into the memory as the angel's emotions swept over her. Tears rushed down the girl's face with a horrible feeling tearing through her chest which she could only imagine as being a fraction of how the Angel was feelings.

As her heart took over her mind, the memory they were in began to dissolve rapidly. Lucy couldn't even look at the approaching darkness; all she could see was the broken woman before her. A few moments later, they were swallowed up into the dark and thrown from the memory back into the real world.

Next Monday; The Fallen God
With the truth finally out, the final showdown between man, God and Angels begin as our story comes to its conclusion.

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