The Ghost Bride

Chapter one

Date: August 21st
Location: Magnolia in 1834

Today started amazing for the Heartfilia's. Jude Heartfilia had successfully made a business partner and extended the Heartfilia estate, Layla Heartfilia was one step closer to having her dream come true, and Lucy Heartfilia was marrying the love of her life. Lucy Heartfilia was the gem of her town, blonde, rich, kind, beautiful, every man in the town wanted her, but she only loved one man. Johnson Michael. He had blue hair and eyes like chocolate, just like Lucy's. They fell in love and are getting married. Lucy was holding lilies, in a magnificent pink wedding dress. Her hair was neatly styled in a bun and had flower in it. Lucy couldn't be happier. The music started and Lucy walked down the aisle. Johnson was standing at the end in a black tuxedo and bow tie. Everyone sat down and the ceremony began. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to celebrate the marriage between Lucy Heartfilia and Johnson Michael." The vows were skipped because everyone already knew how much these two loved each other.

"If anyone thinks these two should not be wed please speak now or forever hold your peace." Jude tried raising his hand but Layla held it down. "Then do you, Lucy Heartfilia, take Johnson Michael as your husband? To cherish and to hold. In sickness or in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do you part?" The minister looked at Lucy who was beaming. "I do." She said and looked at Johnson. "And do you, Johnson Michael, take Lucy Heartfilia as your wife? To cherish and to hold. In sickness or in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do you part?" There was a silence. Lucy glanced at Johnson. Without words he ran away. Everyone gasped and Lucy was shocked. Tears filled her eyes and she ran away. "Lucy!" Jude and Layla yelled. Lucy ran out of the church in tears and towards the bridge. She saw Johnson standing there.

"Lucy!" He yelled and faced her. "What was that?!" She screamed. "I'm sorry, I just can't marry you. I met someone." Lucy's heart broke. "I-I thought you loved me." She said and put her hand over her mouth. "I do, Lucy." Johnson said and grabbed Lucy's arm. "Let me go!" She screamed. Lucy ran into the depths of the woods with tears running down her cheeks. Her dress was caught on a branch and she struggled to cut it loose. There was a crack. Lucy looked around and her eyes landed on a man. His eyes were blood shot and he had a sharp knife. "Hello there, pretty girl." Lucy started shaking and tried to cut her dress. The man walked slowly towards Lucy. "It'd be a shame if something were to happen to such. A pretty. Face!" The man stabbed Lucy in the heart. She screamed loudly catching Johnson and the Heartfilia's, who were screaming at Johnson, attention. "Lucy!" They yelled and ran into the woods. After ten more stabs the man left. Lucy lay dead on the forest floor. By the time Johnson, Jude, and Layla found her it was far too late. Layla broke into tears and Jude continued to scream at Johnson.

Days later, Johnson ran away with the woman he left for Lucy and they had a baby boy. A funeral was held for Lucy and she was buried behind the Heartfilia mansion. Rumors spread that if you go into the woods with lilies Lucy's spirit would appear. No one dared to try it, though. Especially anybody with blue hair, they feared the woods more than any man in town. As time passed on Jude and Layla passed away, and the Heartfilia's became nothing but history. Lucy was forgotten by the townspeople and was told as a scary story. She was known as 'The ghost bride' and her story had many different versions. Some said Johnson killed her, some say she committed suicide, but the most famous version is the real one.

Lucy Heartfilia is the ghost bride, and she wants revenge. Only will she return 183 years later.