Pink Haired Dragon

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

Why couldn't I ever defend anyone that was important to me?

Why couldn't I prove just how strong I really was when it came to protecting the important things?

Why was I so weak?

"Red!" I shouted, my voice cracking as I stood facing him, holding my wounded arm against my chest.

He was stronger than the last time I fought him and more skilled. Something had changed him in that short amount of time that we was apart.

Why, why did it have to come down to this! Why did I have to fight him? He's family.

"Red!"

Different emotions filled me as I didn't know what to feel.

Hurt.

Anger.

Pain.

Sadness.

Fear.

My heart squeezed painfully as I remained standing on my two feet. An expression that was difficult to read appeared on his face as he continued to hold my beloved dragon scale scarf that meant the world to me. It was balled up in his hands.

"I don't want to fight you! You're family." I shouted, tears threatening to fall.

Why did it have to always turn out like this?

We had been through so much together. He use to always have my back no matter what happened and the trouble that I was in. He had always been there for me in those moments that I needed someone.
We trained together. Lived together. Escaped together.

We had a bond that no one else could understand.

But that was all being thrown away because we now came from two different guilds. Two guilds that was at odds with each one. His wanting to take Lucy away from us, and mine wanting to protect her.

Why did Lucy have to get involved? Just what had she done to deserve such a fate?

"Move." One simple word almost brought my world crashing down around me. "Move, Beau."

Was we really going to be enemies now? Was we really going to fight until one gave out?

Could I move and allow him to take Lucy? No, I couldn't. I might not be able to beat him, and even end up badly hurt but I would protect the blonde hair girl. I would protect her no matter the cost.

"I can't," I whispered dropping my head for a second as I fought to control my emotions. "Because this isn't right and I'm a Fairy Tail wizard!!" I shouted.

Red came at me once again, a look I could understand all too well appearing in his eyes.

Why did we have to fight? I wondered, watching as he got closer. Red, don't you remember how it was when we were younger?

"Get in there." I cried out in pain as I was thrown into a pitch darkness.

Where was I? What was going on? I had to get back to Atlas.

The ground under me felt hard and cold, unlike what I was use to. Different smells flooded the place, making me feel sick from breathing them. Confusion and fear filled me, causing tears to peek at my eyes.

I wanted Atlas. He might have been cruel, and tough on me but he was better than any human that I ever came across. He was better than those humans that took me away from him against my will.

A noise from inside the room grabbed my attention.

"H-hello?" I called out, sniffling as I tried to wipe the tears away. "A-anyone t-there?"

I wrapped my arms around my knees, bringing them close to my body. The room was cold, even to me who had the blood of a dragon running through them and I wasn't alone in the room either.

We had always been alone since we were mere kids. Depending only on each other and trusting very few that we came across. It had only been because of Red and her that I had been able to trust humans again.

"Red!"

I felt as his sword pierced me, sliding through the skin like it was nothing more than paper. Tears of betrayal fall from my eyes as I gasped. I fall forward feeling as he wrapped an arm around me before pulling his sword back out.

Looking up I could see my reflection from his eyes. Coughing, I felt warm liquid fill my mouth.

"W-why?" My body felt cold and numb. "R-red... W-w-why L-lucy?" I asked, coughing as I found it difficult to breath.

"Shhh, don't talk." His hand brushed against my face. "Save your strength. You'll be fine."

I knew that it was a lie. I knew he was reassuring himself and not me but why did he look so heartbroken at the thought of losing me? He knew what would happen the second I didn't move out of the way, believing that he wouldn't really harm me.

"R-r-re..."

I felt as my vision came in and out, a heavy weight falling against me. Was this how I would really die? By the hands of someone I counted as family?

I haven't achieved my dreams yet, my goals. I still haven't found the person who had a matching scarf.

So how could I possible die here?