Author's Notes: Soooo… I guess people were really confused with the last chapter… I thought I had given some pretty good hints there too. Hints: red tattoo = blood, red tattoo = the mad hatter, red + white tattoo = balance… if you guys can't figure something out with only this much… than God help us all. Anyways… Let the awesomeness begin!
Chapter 6
I groaned as I opened my eyes, seeing stormy blue eyes that hovered over my own- what the hell! I sat up quickly hitting my forehead in the process, against said blue eyed person. After quickly dispersing the pain that had gathered in my forehead I looked over to see who this 'blue eyed' person was… to my surprise it was Sting.
He was standing to the right of what looked like an infirmary bed, that I was currently laying in, rubbing his head in annoyance. His style had changed as well since I last saw him, he no longer wore that hideous looking furry thing and the parachute pants were gone as well. He wore a royal blue coat with a gold trim that was covering a crop top type shirt that provided me with a nice view. Replacing the parachute pants were simple gray pants tucked into black boots with gold soles.
"I see that you're feeling rather lively." He said with his signature smirk, still wincing slightly from our head-butt.
"Well it's pretty frightening to see your face so early in the morning." He only scoffed at my comment and walked forward to sit on the edge of my bed, his expression turning serious.
"Your friends had a rather unpleasant encounter with the Mad Hatter the other day." Earning a groan of annoyance from me.
"You're kidding me right…" I said hopefully, wishing for him to tell me that he was joking.
"Sadly not." He said in a rather annoyed tone as well. "They're downstairs waiting for your explanation as to what happened."
"Well let's get this over with then…" I muttered with a sigh. "Bring them up then, looks like I have some explaining to do."
Sting rose from his seat and walked out of the infirmary, calling down to the first floor for the four Fairy's to come up. When he returned the four 'Fairy's', as Sting so fondly calls them, were trailing behind him.
"Talk, Blondie." Was all Laxus said, while casually leaning against the wall directly in front of me. His underlings scattered around the remaining open spots in the small room, crowding around my bed with anxious faces.
"Well good morning to you too, Sparky." He scowled at my pet name for him, Sting chuckling off to the side.
"Miss Lucy, would you be so kind to tell us what kind of magic you were using yesterday?" Freed asked, radiating curiosity like he had just found a new book.
"Well if that will get you to leave me alone sooner than why the hell not." With a sigh I readied to divulge my life's, pathetic, sob story. "I don't know if you all were informed but with the return of Lisanna the guild sort of… forgot me. That's a simple way to put it I guess, but with that came these ugly feelings of pain, hate, loathing, suffering, and all that fun stuff." By now the whole room was covered from head to toe in disbelief, except for Sting. "Hold your tongues until the end of the story. Anyways, where was I… Oh, yes, I was telling about my little betrayal with the guild. So instead of having to suffer through all of those horrible feelings I went with the easier route… I got rid of them."
"So you went to therapy?" Bixslow asked.
"Not quite…" By this point in my story they all looked confused as to what I was talking about. "I… found a spell that would take my feelings and put them outside of my body, does that make sense?" The whole group comically shook their heads. "Well, then, basically the spell took them and made these tattoos."
Freed jumped to my side in an instant, "Really?!" He said like a kid who just found a toy at the bottom of a cereal box. Before he could give me a headache with the questions that were surely about to come, I held up my hand to silence him.
"Yes… and when I release these tattoos I always, always have to release both." I said.
"Why?" Evergreen piped up from her corner of the room.
"If I don't summon them together you get what happened yesterday." I said matter of factly.
"The Mad Hatter…" Sting added, lifting up his shirt higher presenting a large scar along his chest. "One nasty son of a bitch, no offense Luce." (Did anyone else catch that?) There was a collective intake of breath.
"None taken. As I'm sure you've guessed already, when the red tattoo is activated so are my negative emotions. To keep my overwhelming hate for… well, everybody, I had to create a counter balance."
"Which is your right arm!" Bixslow yelled like he had just struck gold.
"Wow, I guess you aren't as stupid as you look." I said bluntly, earning an 'hmph!' from Bixslow. "But yes, my right left arm holds all of my positive feelings, acting as a counter balance for when I go crazy on everyone I see. Well then, I guess that concludes my explanation." I said indicating for everyone to leave.
Laxus clearly didn't get the message, "One more question Blondie… what do you mean Fairy Tail betrayed you?"
With a snarl I told him, "Go ask them yourselves."
With that secrets were revealed, disbelief and disappointment was spread, and things were still left untold…