Hey guys, don't know how many readers I lost from not updating in a while but I plan to get you all back. I'm not used to writing battle scenes but tell me whether you like them or not ok?

Notice(1): Okay I really didn't feel like working on this, I just didn't. But as you can see it's up. I'm just annoyed that I planned so far ahead that I'm so anxious to get all of you caught up with my train of writing thoughts. So yeah, here it is.

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R.I.P.

Gray Fullbuster

Jack Hollow

Lisanna Strauss

Erza Scarlet

Kagura Mikazuchi

Wendy Marvell

Alice Wonder

Millianna

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R.I.H.

Crash Furi

Fayt Landis

Paranoia Lectra

Leah Cross

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail

Lucy's Pov

Back before I returned to this time, a time that may truly not be where I belong, I walked in a world filled with ash and flame.

I lived in Fairy Tail's lies and shelter for 1 year until I was 17, but when the dragons were set free from the Eclipse gate everything and everyone had been destroyed. I lived and survived in a world that was constantly in chaos and destruction caused by the dragons.

I am no dragon slayer, but I knew how to hide and how to run. I do not see it as cowardice, because everyone who attempted to go against the dragons, including the slayers were either eaten or torn to shreds. Such I watched Natsu get eaten by his apparent uncle, not a pretty sight, but we were the hunted and the preyed. No god was there to lend us their aide, no oh so powerful being to guide us through.

Hell, even Makarov's secret couldn't defeat the dragon's. The human race was endangered, almost completely extinct. The mages lasted longer than those without magic, seeing they had ways to defend themselves better.

Fairy Tail fought the dragon's with all their strength, even when their Nakanama died all around them, their screams filling the air as their blood soaked the blackened ground. I was no longer apart of Fairy Tail at that time, when I was forced to open the eclipse gate and Yukino died, word spread that I was at fault for it, the amount of lives destroyed and bringing chaos to Fiore.

They blamed me for it, not Yukino, not the princess, but me. I was never Nakanama to them, because even when the world was falling apart they put a bounty on my head, and when the dragons weren't killing them they were looking for me. I was the fugitive, and at every life lost, they're anger only grew as they chased after me.

When I was forgotten by them I was sad, though that sadness soon turned to depression and then I became numb. But when they blamed me, along with everyone else in the entire fucking world I felt anger rise in the depths of my soul, pure undying rage that made me want to kill them all, everyone.

But the dragons got to them all before I could. I may had been the last human alive, I had survived from my guess three years in a land ruled by two dragons at war. Acnologia and the dragon lord. The lord of the present against the lord of the past, each at war for their spot on the throne, to rule over all dragons.

It never ended.

But what I find the cruelest of the cruelest, even when I had been betrayed by everyone I had cared for in the human world I still lived because of my spirits, I believed they would always be by my side. But I was proven wrong. Two years after surviving through the harshest of winters my spirits all appeared in front of me.

They blamed me too, and told me that they would never serve someone like me. My rage consumed me, and I became a monster..

I killed them all that night on my 18th birthday, the spirits that I had loved and trusted, that I believed would always be by my side as my friends betrayed me. Just like everyone else.

When the rage had faded and I realized I was a murderer I felt broken beyond repair, I was empty. But as my thought went on I made a vow that I wouldn't die, wouldn't kill myself no matter how bad the betrayal led me into feeling, because it would mean that everyone won. That I lost when I was the one who had been wronged.

I wouldn't let them have that satisfaction, so I continued to survive, but more than just fleeing whenever a dragon appeared, I made sure I was still living as I crossed the deserts, the winter seas, across the burning mountains, and against the most horrifying of creatures.

I live for myself only, because everyone betrayed me.

And now that I've returned I can barely look at everyone around me, never forgetting that everyone I see, my 'comrades' had betrayed me royally. Even my spirits.

But of course they know none of this, I came here to change things, but it seems this time-line is changing as much as the person I replaced. My past self I took over, and so I see this past, slowly becoming my own.

My secrets will always belong to me, I can no longer love, because everyone's betrayal, the maximum betrayal had broken me, and when my broken soul was replaced by a shadow I made sure nothing of the previous heart remained, knowing it would only bring me pain.

I would never feel love again, never feel anything again, even anger and pain.

So then why is it my black heart hurts so much?