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Sovngarde Awaits - Happy holidays! Thank you for the wonderful question! Unfortunately, I'm not entirely familiar with games and all that (insert an awfully sad and disappointed face, because I'm terribly curious about that stuff), so I had to google to see, how similar (if at all!) they were. Fortunately (or unfortunately), my dragonborn and Skyrim's dragonborn have more differences than similarities. I hope that clears it up :)

5. Dragon Slayers Like Wolves

Levy stared at the text in front of her with her eyes glimmering with excitement and worry. The manifestation of the powers reaches its high point on the seventh week, when the future dragonrider loses control over their mind and body, was written neatly on yellowing parchment. The ink had nearly faded, it was luck she was able to decipher it – although a bit too late!

It was Tuesday and it had been over four weeks since Lucy told her about her problem. It was certain she had had the problem for longer and if she could guess it right (and she usually would), it was deeply into the seventh week. However, Lucy had not claimed anything too out of ordinary.

Levy hugged the big book against her chest and sneaked out of the library, knowing this copy was probably one of the rarest books in Fiore. She hurried down the narrow alley to the guild that towered above all. On her way, she noticed Sabertooth twin dragon slayers lurking around, but paid no attention to them, knowing talking to her best friend was far more important.

She entered the guild, panting from running so hard. She looked around and gasped, as a peculiar sight met her. Lucy was there, but she was sitting next to Cana, who kept pouring her drinks and telling her future with the cards.

"You will fall for someone you already know, but don't really know," Cana frowned. The cards were confusing her with the unusual variety of options."Love is in the air and you will be married soon... Or at least get a boyfriend." Lucy giggled, hearing that. Ever since she and the brunette had teamed up for the S-class test, they'd become great friends and Lucy was terribly glad to have one like her around.

"Lucy!" Levy exclaimed happily."I think I found something." Lucy clapped her hands with a grin. Her cheeks were flushed red and when she noticed the next person entering the guild, she quickly made her way to him.

"Laxus!" she greeted him cheerfully, hugging him tight. Laxus, taken aback by the girl, hugged her back, but released her upon the funny looks of his guild mates.

"Ne, Laxus," Lucy stared at him with her innocent eyes glimmering. "Why'd you stop hugging?" She reeked of alcohol and Laxus knew better than to answer. Instead, he walked to Bickslow and Freed who were discussing their new job.

"What's with the bunny girl?" Gajeel muttered, inhaling the scent of his beloved shrimp. However, there was something different in the air. Something that smelled like worry and fear and arousal? He shook his head. No, there was definitely something else. "You smell that too?" he asked as quietly as he could, so that only his fellow dragon slayer guild mates could hear. Wendy, who was at the end of the bar, turned her head towards him and nodded slowly. Laxus muttered a yes in agreement.

It was something ancient and it was driving them all insane. They could hear their beating hearts and when Lucy laughed, it seemed like it could shake the earth. Levy noticed the dragon slayers tense. She thanked the heavens Natsu was not there, because it would have been more difficult to drag Lucy away and knowing the dolt, he would do something stupid for the same reason others were resisting.

"Lucy! Come on!" She demanded, linking their arms together and starting to walk. Lucy obeyed happily, giggling along the way. The afternoon air was abnormally chilly and the blond was starting to sober up. How had she even ended up drinking with Cana? Last she remembered... She let out a dry laugh, remembering how she'd decided to wait for Levy in the guild and when the lack of pills kicked in.

"Lucy, how are you feeling?" Levy asked, knowing the powers were awakening in her friend.

"I'm fine, why?" Lucy questioned, stopping to buy a lollipop. She was staggering and Levy hurried to her in support.

"Just wondering," the bluenette murmured to herself. "When did you start taking those pills?" She couldn't help but ask. Lucy faltered and counted on her fingers the weeks that had passed.

"Eight weeks," she said with a grin. "I'm feeling much better now, by the way.. I don't know what happened, but.."

"Blondie!" a voice interrupted her. Levy turned around before Lucy could and saw Sting and Rogue walking towards them. Panic spread over her face when she stepped forward with her hands spread on the sides.

"Don't come any closer!" she yelled at the boys and Rogue stopped immediately. He grabbed Sting by the ruffs and dragged him behind. He had guessed right. Lucy was the one – he could feel it in the faint scent that lingered in the air, the ancient power that called out to them.

"Why not!" Lucy whined, still not completely sober. She waved at the dragon slayers, who stared at her with indescribable hunger.

"We should go, Lucy," Levy said carefully, trying her best to keep the girl away from the boys. Rogue was resisting, but Sting had fallen completely under the enchantment.

"Lucy," Levy whispered in Lucy's ear, taking small steps backwards."Listen carefully," she didn't take her eyes off the dragon slayers."You are a dragonrider. Right now, every dragon slayer in town is attracted to you. They can't help it. Neither can you. So you have to do the only thing you can to keep yourself alive, because I know you won't be able to live with it if you sleep with anyone today," Lucy's eyes widened in fear."You have to run and get as far from here as possible. Go to Porlyusica and wait there. Now, go!" Levy pushed the girl into an alley, where she started to run. The bluenette turned and smiled weakly at the dragon slayers, ready to be caught in the fight, when a gush of wind blew and took the scent of Lucy with it.