Hiro Mashima is the amazing creator of FT. The plot is mine, enjoy Readers J.
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Both mages hold their breath, eyes wide as they look in the direction of where the oven used to be. Lucy deeply swallows. "Well, that was odd." Laxus mutters, raising an eyebrow. Lucy crosses her arms, narrowing her eyes into tiny slits as she sits down at the table. Her body lightly trembles as she tries to figure out what just happened whilst she chews a forkful of her dinner. "Dinner's getting cold." She mutters, repeating herself, scowling as she sulks in her chair.
Laxus huffs, slumping into his seat heavily, eating his delicious food in silence. His anger at that egotistical Lion spirit distracting him from thinking about how cute he thinks Lucy looks when she is mad.
Meanwhile, at the Fairy Tail Guild Hall.
The atmosphere around the Fairy Tail guild is full of life as its members animatedly talk of their latest adventures happily. Cana drinks heavily from her goblet as she spreads her tarot cards across the bar in front of her as she thinks of her busty blonde friend, wondering how she is getting on with Fairy Tail's lightning dragon slayer.
Cana drinks the remains of the liquid within her goblet, pulling a large barrel of stake under her arm as her other hand flips over some cards. "The sun, the moon, the devil… the lovers." Cana laughs, taking a big gulp from her barrel whilst turning over her last card. She spits out her mouthful, eyes bulging at the sight of her last card. "Death." Getting onto her feet, she ignores her fellow guild members asking if she is okay and follows the stairs to the Master's office.
"Hello Cana, what can I do for you?" The small old man smiles brightly, drinking heavily from his goblet. She puts her hand on her hip, her chest sticking out. Reaching into her back pocket of her short shorts, Cana pulls out a small piece of paper, slamming it down on the Master's desk. "I know about the prophecy."
Master Makarov's eyes widen at the card mages words. He sighs deeply. "I should have known that you, of all people, would have known." He slurs, drinking more from his goblet. "Ever since Fairy Tail was created, the prophecy has been there. There once were two mages, more powerful than the world has ever seen, and were madly in love. Together, they ruled the world. However, their power caused jealousy among many. One day, the old ruler decided that he wanted their power. He used his magic to turn all against them, making the powerful lovers to go on the run." Makarov stands from his chair, walking around his office.
"After years of being on the run, the two lovers were found. The old ruler made the lovers face each other as they were tortured. With their last words, they saw their everlasting love for one another. Legend goes that they used the last of their magic to ensure that when two souls, whom are just as powerful as them are created, their magic shall infuse which will either unite them forever or it will consume them, corrupting their very nature, tearing the world apart." Cana nods slowly, already knowing of the legend. "What does it have to do with Lucy and Laxus?"
The Master sighs heavily, leaning against his desk. "It is said that the Dreyar family are descendants of one of the lovers. With his power and attitude, it is clear that his resembles that of the lovers who controlled both the sky and the stars. The other lover's descendants are related to our very own First Master Mavis." Cana raises an eyebrow. "So, what you're saying is that Lucy is-"
"Yes." Turning towards the voice, Cana sees the First Master smiling softly. "Lucy is my descendant and with the power of the stars in her hand, she has inherited the power of the other lover."
"So what you're saying is, is that Laxus and Lucy have the reincarnated power of the lovers and their attraction towards each other will either cause the world to prosper or their power will tear the whole world apart?" The Masters nod. Cana picks up the Masters goblet. "Lets hope that they don't reject each other because of their pride. They should just shag and get it over with." The card holder mage laughs, downing the remains of Master Makarov's goblet.