The morning they had left for the S-class trials, I had slept in. I wasn't truly that bothered by them leaving, they'd come back like they always did. I was also being petty, since Master saw fit that Wendy was able to go to the trials, but yet I wasn't.
I begged Master to let me go, but he was firm.
"Y/n, you're far too young! The answer is no!"
"But Wendy's going! If she can go, why can't I?" I yelled back.
I knew I was having a tantrum, I'm glad none of the other guild members were there to see me acting like a child.
Master grabbed me by the shoulders and bored his eyes into mine. "You have the guts, but you're simply not strong enough for the trials, Y/n. I'm sorry, but my answer is final."
To say I was jealous of Wendy was an understatement-- I was practically green.
So in my solidarity, I stayed in bed that day, curled up in fuzzy blankets with a book. Shelly, my exceed, tittered around my room aimlessly, in search of things to do. I felt bad for keeping her held up with me, but I wanted company and I didn't want to go to the guild.
I felt humiliated. I knew I wasn't as strong as Erza or Natsu, but... Wendy? She was even stronger than I was? I thought she and I were on par, and little did I know, I wasn't even in the same ball park.
"Y/n, I'm hungry and I want to play with Charle!" Shelly whined, rubbing her face against mine.
Her soft orange fur tickled my nose and I sneezed. "No, we're protesting. Besides, they're gone, remember?"
She ended up leaving on her own accord to go find food, but I had more self preservation. My stomach growled, but I held my ground. I snuggled deeper into my bed, sleep nearly grasping my form before my bedroom door slammed open.
"Aren't you supposed to be leaving for the trials, Natsu?" I hadn't bothered lifting my head from my mountain of pillows.
"You weren't there to see us off," he commented.
I scoffed. "I didn't want to go, so I didn't."
"What's your problem!?" Natsu lifted me from my cocoon of blankets. "You're usually the most supportive, and now you're acting like you don't even care!"
I frowned. Do I confide in the guy who's been my big brother for seven years, or do I keep my pact of rudeness?
I cracked under pressure. Tears welded in my eyes. "Master said I wasn't strong enough to compete in the trials."
The pink haired male's features softened as he dropped me onto my bed. I quickly wiped my tears with my sleeve, looking away from Natsu. "I'm upset that Master said I wasn't allowed to go, so I was just going to avoid you all."
He chuckled. "That's stupid, Y/n."
I sputtered. "What?"
He grinned and patted his flexed arm. "You just gotta train to get stronger! By the time I come back as an S-class wizard, I want to see how strong you've gotten! That'll show Master that he was wrong about you, right?"
I nodded. "Right."
"Now stop moping around and get to work!" he announced as he slapped my back hard, causing me to fall on my hardwood floor.
Hissing in pain, I yelled to Natsu as he trotted from my room, "Tell everyone that I'm wishing them good luck!"
I rose to my feet with haste, running to the fire dragon slayer. I grabbed his arm, forcing him to look at me.
"When you come back, I'll be just as strong as you are-- that's a promise."
Bisca held me while I sobbed, my hands wringing through my clothes in desperation while she held her iron grip. She rocked me back and forth, hushing me.
"They would want us to be strong, Y/n" she whispered, running her hands up and down my arms. "They would want us to keep fighting for them."
That was the day I stopped hesitating with my training.
That was the day I took on my role as the only dragon slayer left in Fairy Tail.
That was the day the earth dragon slayer grew her wings.
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