Percy wakes up in a strange forest. It is not the forest in camp. He doesn't know where he is, but at least this time he knows who he is. He hears a shout off in the distance. "Hey! Stop it Bud!" --------------------------------------------------------- I do not own many of these characters. They either belong to Rick Riordan or Dreamworks. The plot is mine, however.

After Lisanna came back from Edolas, almost the whole of Fairy Tail ignored Lucy because Lisanna pretended to be hurt by her. And when Natsu told Lucy she's kicked out of the team, Lucy's heart began to crumble, but suddenly she began to start laughing, as if someone has possesed her...

I'm semi basing this off of Li-Senpai's story called 'Lucy the Demon Slayer {Fairy Tail x Blue Exorcist} [Crossover]'

Lucy has been ignored since Lisanna came back from Edolas. When Lucy is kicked out of her team, she decides to leave Fairy Tail, on her way to the train station, she meets two Dragons Slayers with two Exceeds, one is a blonde-haired boy with blue eyes, and the other one is a red-eyed guy with black hair. She decides to go to her old house. There, a group of people are looking for her. Lucy's mother hid a big and dangerous secret. What's the connection between Lucy and the mysterious people? What will happen if Lucy meets Natsu again? The story takes place after the Tenrou accident. Future couples~ It's a mystery! Enjoy the story!! ∞ Kisses and hugs ∞ ♥.♥ ♪♪ ♥♥ - ▲Li-chan▲

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.