Ruthless Winds and Raging Seas

Chapter 11

Have this song in mind in this chapter https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6tjvEW0BRgM

After that last conversation, Lucy found herself constantly being watched by either Laxus and Erza. This didn't really bother her that much, having grown up the daughter of the governor she was used to her every move being monitored. Although she preferred to have Erza watching her instead of Laxus but she couldn't help but feel like he was ogling her.

One evening she noticed that Erza wasn't watching her and it was her turn. Confused, she went to look for the scarlet haired pirate. She found her alone, aboard the deck writing on a slip of paper. She rolled up the slip of paper, placed it inside of a glass bottle, and dropped it over the edge of the ship watching it float away in the waves.

"What are you doing?" Lucy asked her.

"It's something a friend of mine made up when we were children." She answered. "We used to believe that if you write a wish on a piece of paper and put it in a glass bottle then when the sea washes it away your wish would come true one day."

"Does it work?"

"I don't know."

"What did you wish for?"

"Sorry I can't tell anyone what I wished for. If I do then it will never come true but I always wish for the same thing."

"You know you're not like the other pirates."

"Well I am a woman."

"Yes but you don't seem so...so..."

"Arrogant? Bull headed? Immature?"

"Pretty much."

"That's because they're still growing."

"Growing? They look like they're in their twenties."

"They are but mentally and emotionally their still children. At least that's what I think."

"How long have you been with these guys?"

"Well Laxus and Gajeel I've known for about five years, but Natsu and Gray well...I've known them since I was twelve and they were ten and eight. They're the little brothers I never had."

"Are Natsu and Gray brothers?"

"Not by blood but they grew up together."

"Were your parents pirates like Natsu's father was?"

"I don't know. To be honest I don't know anything about my parents, all I know is twenty-four years ago someone left me at the local orphanage when I was just a baby. There was no note, letter, nothing. Just me in a basket."

Unlike most orphans, Erza had never thought much of her parents. She figured that if they had wanted her then they would have kept her. The orphanage where she had been left at wasn't so bad, the people who had taken care of there were good and they tried to find a family for her to be adopted into. But when she was six years old a pirate crew invaded the town where she lived, they killed the adults, and abducted the children who they would then abuse and forcibly train to become pirates or trade them as slaves.

Scars from the chains and beatings were marked on her hands, feet, arms, and legs but she made sure to keep those markings hidden because she didn't want anyone to know about her shameful past. It wasn't until she was ten that she had managed to escape her captors by stabbing one of the crew members watching her. She then escaped on a life boat which took her to a chapel where she was found and cared for by Pastor Makarov Dreyar. Once he had nursed her back to health she began trying to find work. Her purpose was to make money but not for herself.