Well this is happening now. Let's do this. I'm intrigued. But I still don't think this story is all that good.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
Lucy mutely delivered Levy's message, and Mira gave her a strange look, but managed to haul Cana and Erza out of the room. Erza, who was hammered by this point, was shouting something about how she could sneeze with her eyes open. Cana had sobered up a bit, and was helping Mira.
Juvia called her boyfriend, Gray, to tell him that she was headed home and that Mira would drop her off. After Mira had loaded Erza and Cana into the car, the former clinging to the strawberry cake she'd brought and growling whenever someone came near, she came back inside.
"Lucy, is everything okay?" Mira's face was soft, and she put a mitten-covered hand on Lucy's shoulder, squeezing.
Lucy nodded quickly, keeping her face blank. "Yeah. Everything is fine."
Mirajane hugged her friend quickly, rushing out to her car. Erza was attempting to crawl out the window. Mira shoved her back inside and Lucy could hear Erza's shout of rage over the wind.
Her friends pulled out.
Now to go back to Levy.
When Lucy returned inside, hanging her coat on the peg beside the door, she found her best friend sitting on the couch, her legs tucked under her.
"Lu, sit down."
"Levy, what is this? What are you talking about? Wh-"
Levy cut her off with a desperate expression. She cast her gaze downward, twisting her wedding ring around her finger anxiously.
"Lucy, I need to tell you something."
"What is it?" Lucy said quietly, her voice quivering.
"What happened her tonight was bad. I wasn't supposed to tell you anything until I was sure, but this confirms it."
"What do you mean?"
"Did the demon you summoned mention a sorceress?" Levy asked, her gaze careful.
"Yeah, he said something like 'you're the sorceress who summoned me.'"
Levy shifted, as if she were choosing her next words carefully. Lucy could feel a cold weight pressing down on her lungs, filling her with dread. Levy's face was unreadable. Lucy looked out the window, the falling snow a sharp contrast to the night outside. It had gathered on the windowsill in a pillow, flakes sticking on the screen outside the glass. Frost was painted against the glass's surface. Levy finally spoke again, her voice strained.
"Lucy, what if I told you that sorcery was real?"
Lucy chewed her lip, "I wouldn't know what to think. I mean, I've never believed in magic. It's kid stuff, right?" The blonde looked at Levy with a playful smile on her face, hoping this was all some big joke, but her best friend's face was grim. The smile melted away. "I-is it real?"
"Yes," Levy said, "And I'm one of its users."
Lucy's breath caught in her throat, and she coughed violently. Levy motioned to stand, but Lucy waved a hand to keep her seated. "Y-you're what?"
"I'm a sorceress. A wielder of magic. A witch, if you want to be less formal." Levy sighed, wringing her hands, "Lucy, you know how my husband and I moved here a few years ago?"
"Yes," Lucy said softly, her breath heavy,
"We were sent here for a reason. That reason was because the magic society detected a substantial level of magic power in this region. You turned twenty-one the year we moved, and we arrived just after your birthday, do you remember?"
"Yes."
"A sorceress or sorcerer's powers become more prominent at age twenty-one. But it's a large city, there are many people in Magnolia who probably had a birthday. We weren't sure," Levy finally looked up, her eyes locking with Lucy's. "Gajeel and I were sent here to find that person."
Lucy's thoughts were going about a million miles an hour. "Have you been pretending to be my friend this whole time?"
Levy's face crumpled. "Oh, Lu, of course not. You're my best friend. I knew there may be a possibility that it was you, but I wanted friends, too. I made a good choice choosing you as my friend."
"Are you and Gajeel actually married?"
Levy nodded, "Yes, Gajeel and I are actually married. We got married about a year before we moved here."
"And you think I'm..."
"Yes, Lu. I think you're the sorceress. That, or you have some fae or elf blood."
Lucy began breathing heavily, her head in her hands. She suddenly felt Levy's hand on her shoulder, stroking in slow circles with her thumb. "It's gonna be okay. Deep breaths, don't hyperventilate."
Levy's footsteps faded away, and then returned. Lucy looked up, and Levy was handing her a glass of water. Lucy took it with shaking hands, drinking fast.
Then, she began to cry. Loud, gasping sobs, wailing and pitiful. Levy pulled her friend into her arms, allowing her to cry into her shoulder.
"There's a demon in my attic," Lucy managed to choke.
"I know, Lu. What is his name?"
"He said it was something like Etherious Natsu Dragneel"
"Do you want me to go talk to him?"
Lucy nodded. Levy sat with her until her sobs had quelled, then ascended up the stairs into the attic.
The air smelled thickly of residual energy and the jasmine candles Lucy had burned during the summoning. The faint smell of sulfur got thicker as she reached the door to the attic, the mark of a demonic summoning. Levy opened the door, and in the corner she saw him. The smell of sulfur was stronger here, but beginning to fade some.
He was standing up, arms crossed over his chest. Levy looked him up and down. Pink hair, which she'd never seen on a demon before, and the horns were a dead giveaway. He looked at her, opening his mouth to speak.
"You ain't Lucy."
"No," said Levy, "I'm Levy. And you need to leave."
"No way in hell."
"You'll do as I tell you," Levy said, copying her husband's hostile tone when he talked to incompetent people.
The demon wolf whistled. "Looks like ya got a bite. Why do I gotta listen to you, little sorceress?"
"Because this summons was not intentional. Lucy knew nothing about her magic before you showed up."
"Really?" the demon chuckled, "Nothing? She's sure as hell got a substantial amount of power. And I can't leave yet."
"And why is that," Levy sighed.
"Because my leaving would be breaking the bond that was cast when she summoned me. Unless she truly wants me gone, I'm not goin' anywhere." He shrugged, "and besides, if I leave without a proper dismissal, it'll tear open a hold between realms and all hell will break loose, no pun intended."
Levy considered this, biting the inside of her cheek. That was true. One tine a newer sorceress performed her first summons and didn't properly close the gate. The demon killed her and every person in the room. It took about three powerful wizards to contain it and close the gate. She hated to admit it, but he had a point.
Levy looked at the circle. It was drawn in chalk, not very neatly, and the symbols seemed to be in place. But wait. No, they weren't correct.
One of the symbols was wrong. The symbol for sulfur had one too many lines at the top and the symbol for chaos needed one more line. Levy's expression morphed into confusion. The demon standing before her gave her a quizzical look.
"This pentacle shouldn't have worked." Levy said, and she picked the chalk up from where Lucy had put it on the floor beside one of the candles. "The symbols for sulfur and chaos are drawn incorrectly. How did you get here?"
"Eh?" The demon pushed off the wall, kneeling beside Levy to see for himself.
"You're right."
"Your name is Etherious Natsu Dragneel?" Levy said, and the demon nodded. "Okay, Natsu. This means Lucy drew the pentacle, but someone helped her complete it. This means that until we find out who that person is, we won't be able to send you back."
"I know how to summon a demon, seeing as I am one," Natsu scoffed, "You know as well as I do that if two people summon a demon, they both have to be present to send it back."
"It would have to be someone near by," Levy put her head in her hands. "This is really, really bad."
Levy stood, drawing her phone from her pocket.
"The hell is that?" Natsu asked, and Levy didn't answer.
"I need to call my husband."
I'm not too sure about the quality of this story. Please review and tell me what you think! Stay tuned!
~Starry