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It was a cool, breezy summer night in the kingdom of Fiore. The people were asleep, sleeping soundly. A pin can only be heard in the Heartfilia palace because of how quiet it was.
A young blonde girl, the age of seventeen can be found in her bed chambers sleeping heavily.
Click
The window flew open, but quietly.
A dark, tall figure was shown walking towards the sleeping princess. It picked her up gently and exited through the window.
A certain blonde was lying on a hard, mattress-less, wooden bed. She fluttered her brown orbs open. The first thing she sees is a blinding light before her.
Where am I? She thought. The blonde sat up to see a raven-haired man, leaning on the door frame, arms crossed.
Her beautiful chocolate-colored eyes, gawked open at the sight of the man and the realization that she wasn't in her room, nor anywhere in her palace. She grabbed the nearest thing near her; a pillow. Even though she knows it won't do her good, she knows she needs something to hit him with, at the least.
The man that was leaning on the door frame, let out a slight chuckle before he walked towards the frightened princess.
"W-WHO ARE YOU? WHERE AM I?" She questioned the man, fear evident in her eyes.
"The name's Gray, and you, you are in Earthland," He said. The girl rolled her eyes and glared at the raven-haired man.
"I'm serious. " The princess has composed herself and turned into someone, someone. . grim someone like her father, Jude Heartfilia.
"Woah. . . aren't you quick to react? You changed from someone scared, then you're all. . .stern," He pointed out.
There was a moment of silence before a pink-haired lady, the age of sixty, walked in the room.
"Boy, carry the girl and follow me," The pink-haired lady commanded. Gray nodded and swiftly swept the girl off her feet. Literally. The girl squirmed while the two mysterious persons kept doing what they were doing.
Finally, they stopped.
"Boy, let her down inside the room, then leave. I shall call for you when I must," The pinkette said.
Gray did as he was told again and left to do his business. The princess stayed inside the room. She wanted to run out, but afraid what the consequences would be.
The room was dark, but was lit with candles here and there. There was a bed that only a single person could lie on, a wooden table with two wooden chairs, a big wooden dresser, a white-painted vanity, and a wooden divider to dress up in.
"State your name," The old pinkette said as she closed the door and walked towards the big closet.
"Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia," The beautiful blonde informed her.
"Do you know where you are, or what your purpose is for being here?" The old pinkette grabbed some things out of the closet.
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Dragons' Sacrifice
Fanfic"You are the Dragon's Sacrifice. You were picked, because you were one of the most beautiful, kindest, and had the purest mind of everyone. Call it 'Snow White' if you want. You are to do what they want. Die, live, be their mate. It won't matter, be...
