Chapter 6

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A/N: Sorry for the delay

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When Lucy turned and ran from the sight of the building that made her trembled, the rain pelted down harder, and the sky looked like a whirlpool. There was some flashes and then something that resembles lightning. As Lucy ran, the ground trembled, and debris started to float.

Lucy felt like she was in a middle of a tornado disaster. What's more was the buildings was disappearing in a puff of blue light. One by one, the buildings started to disappear, creating a gust of powerful winds, and being sucked into the whirlpool in the sky.

The last thing Lucy remembered was a strong light blinding her, with her skin being pelted by strong, powerful wind as she was being swept away. She closed her eyes, bracing for anything that could've happen.

Then it all stopped. Everything became dark. The wind stopped. When Lucy opened her eyes, she found herself confined in a small box.

She panicked before she was tossed out of the box and found herself in a wasteland with no buildings. The ground was white. Bubbles was rising to the sky. The mountains were dark gray-colored. And the sky looked depressing.

Lucy looked around with looks of fear. "Wha...where is this...?"

"Things happened so suddenly that there was no time to explain. I was the one who saved you."

Lucy turned when she had heard a voice and jumped back with shock and fear, seeing a talking clock...who was talking to Lucy...that had a weird face and had arms and legs.

"Who are you!? And what do you mean saved?" Lucy asked, taking couple of baby small steps backwards.

The clock was silent for a moment before answering Lucy. "I am your spirit, Horologium. I sensed a space-time distortion. So I came here without being summoned and placed you inside me."

Summoned? Space-time distortion? "What happened to the city?" Lucy asked, still wary of the clock.

"I'm very sorry, but I don't know what happened either."

Lucy slowly nodded. "You said spirit...what you mean?"

"You don't remember? You are a celestial mage. And I'm your spirit. You have many others. I am sorry if I'm not explaining it correctly."

Lucy blinked. Celestial mage? Celestial magic? That does sound familiar.

"How do I summon you?" Lucy asked.

"...I'm sorry, but you're not making very much sense, Lucy."

Lucy was about to say something else when she was interrupted by someone else.

"Lucy, I see you are all right."

Lucy jumped again, and the clock disappeared on Lucy, much to her discontent.

"Huh? Who are you?"

"I am Mystogan."

"...Mystogan?" Lucy cocked her head sideways as she stepped backwards a little. The man before her seemed a little...gaudy with those clothes of his.

"This is the first time we've met, isn't it?" Mystogan said.

Lucy gulped. "How do you know me?"

"Because you're a Fairy Tail member."

Lucy paled. "...Does that mean you're part of Fairy Tail?"

Mystogan nodded. "That's correct."

"You're not going to kill me...will you? Please don't kill me." Lucy cried as she backed away in fear.

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