My Memory

Chapter 6

My beautiful baby girl; know that no matter what, your father and I love you, now and forever...'

"Please... don't leave me." My voice was mumbled and echoed in my ears as the scene around me disappeared.

Unwillingly, I let my eyes flutter open to see the guild's infirmary. Huh. Back here again. Great. It hadn't changed much since I had last been here, but then again, that wasn't too long ago.

I used my arms to push myself into a sitting position. Though I was still half awake, my brain furiously tried to make sense of what the voice said. For some reason it wasn't the same person as before. Instead, it seemed to be an older woman... I think. It was deeper than the woman's voice, and more refined. But something about it kept getting to me. At the end of the sentence, she sounded as if she were about to cry, her voice started to break. Whose voices were they? And why could I hear them in the first place? Were they memories, or was I just going insane?

A worried voice cut through my stressful train of thought like a knife.

"Oh, thank goodness! You're alright!" Wendy couldn't stop herself from running up to me excitedly, tackling me into a bear hug. I groaned as a nasty pain registered itself in my ribs. I ignored it the best I could, not wanting to make a scene, and instead put my hand on her head.

"Geez, you should know you had us worried. You were out for two days." Gray's voice registered from the other side of the room, and I looked up at him to give a smile. My ribs throbbed again, and I almost flinched with pain. This didn't seem good, but I didn't want to stress them, so I pushed back the pain and ignored it again. Grey raised his eyebrows, before shrugging his shoulders and leaning against the wall nearby.

By the time I looked back down at Wendy, she had tears forming in her eyes. I smiled sympathetically.

"Don't worry. I am absolutely, one hundred per cent certain I'm okay. There's no need for tears, silly," I reassured her. Wendy smiled and wiped the rest of the tears from her eyes.

"Um... Z, I don't mean to be blunt, but... we were all wondering... what you did back there! I mean, the amount of power you used was... unbelievable." Lucy had made herself comfy at the end of my bed, but was now fiddling her fingers nervously, as if she'd said something to offend me.

"To be honest, I don't even know how I did it. I just... I heard a voice, then my head filled with spells that I've never read but know. I guess you guys looked like you were having trouble, so I thought... I could..." I couldn't finish. My ribs throbbed and my voice vanished to a breath. I flinched in pain, and felt myself curl to one side slightly to try to push past the pain.

It was then I noticed Natsu enter. He wasn't hard to notice either; with crazy pink hair and a voice like his, you'd be surprised he wasn't a circus performer.

"You were using dragon slayer magic, right?! So do you know which dragon taught you? How did you learn? How long did it take to learn it? Which dragon taught you? Do you know who taught you?" his voice was a rush as if he needed to know right this instant or the world would end. Excitement and anticipation filled his expression, and was surprisingly amusing.

"I'm sorry Natsu, but I don't remember." My reply made his face drop and within seconds his excitement had drained to nothing.

"Oh... that's too bad... I guess."

"At least you are ok, though." Wendy smiled shifting herself to a chair next to my bed.

Erza entered the room. "Glad you're awake. Do you think you have enough strength to walk? Master Makarov would like to talk to you about your dragon slayer magic."