Description:
Lucy Heartfilia, an ice make mage, traveled after her master's death, in search of a guild. She then stumbled into the port of Hargeon where a fellow mage helped her with some 'trouble'. Maybe she'll join his guild and find out who he is.
Maybe she'll find love.
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Chapter 1:
Lucy's POV (Flashback)
"Master-"
"I told you to stop calling me that, Lucy." Master Ur interrupted me.
"Fine." I huffed, "Ur, I would like to finish my training as soon as possible."
"Why?" She asked calmly.
"Because I want to see other mages. I want to be a part of an entire family. Ever since I started training I've been here, with you. I haven't seen other humans since you found me. And your not here half the time." I explained.
"You know why, though. The boys don't." She told me.
"Can I at least see them again? I've only seen them once! From a distance! Can you explain me to them? Why can't I just see them?!" I started to get angry.
She sighed. "They're boys, you'd distract them and they would have an even harder time training. You know the beginning is the hardest part. Lyon is doing okay, but Gray is still adjusting."
"Is that the only reason?! That's all?! I've spent years stuck in the ice!" I said.
"I-I don't want you to go... you're like a daughter to me..." Ur explained.
I gaped at her. She never told me that. Ever. "I-I just want to be somewhere else other then here, with you." I said timidly.
"Here is all we need." Ur smiled.
"You're right, Ur." I smiled back.
She was right; all I needed was her.
-a few weeks later-
I heard a knock at Master's (and my) cabin door. I smiled. Maybe it was her. I ran to the door as opened it.
"Ur-"
"Ur's dead... she died fighting the demon Deliora. She saved my family and me. Be proud she trained you." Is all the hooded figure said, then walked away.
"But, Ur wouldn't die. Not without seeing me first. She, she would come and say goodbye." A tear ran down my cheek.
The person had left and I was alone, in our- my -home. I stood, facing the old wooden door, for what felt like an eternity.
"So, you're really gone?" I asked no one in particular before collapsing on the ground.
(Flashback end)
"Last stop: Hargeon. Last stop: Hargeon." The conductor announced, waking me up.
I yawned and grabbed my luggage. I stumbled out of the train and into a person. "Sorry." I mumbled in apology and quickly walked away.
I still hadn't gotten used to people. None of them were like Master. None. I sighed at the sad thought and continued to a restaurant. I quickly order some food and sat down.
A few tables away I noticed someone particularly strange. Strange because he began to strip off his clothing without batting an eyelash and the fact that he looked very familiar. I cleared my throat, like Ur used to for me, and he seemed to get the hint.
