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Forgotten Constellation, Forgotten Girl.

"I -" the words stuck in her throat, choking her of logic.

"Sorry, what was that?" Lisanna's sickly sweet time felt like oil coating her mind.

Pulling herself together, Lucy took a deep breath, "I didn't want to tell you this. But since you so kindly kicked me off the team, I might as well."

Lisanna sneered, "There's nothing you can say that has any importance."

"Lis, let the weakling speak. Who knows, it could be amusing," Natsu overrode her.

Lucy closed her eyes. She wasn't going to let them get to her. Not even Natsu, the overgrown ember that he was.

"Huh, seems your learnt how to speak intelligently, Natsu. Over two syllables! Must be a record," she whispered under her breath, flashing her eyes open.

The enraged look in his eyes told her that he heard it. Of course he did; he was a dragon slayer after all.

"On with it," she muttered, "When you met me in Hargeon, you grabbed my hand to drag me to Fairy Tail. Unknowingly, you also grabbed my heart. You just kept squeezing. You kept my mind from my past, from when I was an heiress. Hell, you kept my mind away from my mother. But then... Lisanna came back from Edolas. It was perfect, she could be my new friend! I'd heard so many good things about her. How kind she was, how sweet... only to be hit by the harsh reality of a bitch."

"How dare you!" Lisanna hissed in fury.

"That's my girlfriend you're talking about!" Natsu yelled.

By now, the whole guild was listening in.

"Your girlfriend?" Lucy murmured.

"Natsu, I thought we agreed not to tell anyone!" Lisanna wraps herself around him.

"You know what?" Lucy shook her head, voice growing louder, "I was damn right. You might have also grabbed my heart in Hargeon, but you squeezed too hard. Now it's shattered."

She turned away from them, leaving the benches and climbing the old stairs to Gramps' office. Entering quietly, she finally let the glistening in her eyes form tears.

"Lucy!" he called out jovially, "How are - oh no. What have my foolish children done?"

"It's grown to be too much," she shook her head, "Everyone's been ignoring me completely since Lisanna came home. Mirajane seems to not even realise I'm here and my team have forgotten me, leaving on jobs with Lisanna instead. Hell, even Levy and Gajeel are oblivious to me! I told her that I'd finished my novel and she didn't react the slightest bit," her voice lowered to a whisper.

"There is not a way to fix this?"

"Master, I've had enough. I knew this day would come, and I will be forever grateful to Carla and her foretelling for letting me be more prepared for it."

"It figures. Even though you've been in this guild for almost a year now, you still refuse to call my Gramps," he sighed, swinging himself off his desk, "This is goodbye, then, my child?"

"I'm afraid so, Gramps."

His eyes watered before he launched himself at Lucy, bawling. She staggered a step at the sudden weight, allowing a little gasp before she smiled softly and hugged him back.

"Who knows," she whispered, "Perhaps I'll come back one day."

She left his arms, the guild mark slowly fading into the air.

"I'll miss you," she whispered.

"Stop," a voice resounded through the guild.

She gasped, pausing at the top of the stairs.

"Can you not see what you've done? You fools! So happy in your celebrations and fights, you can't see the damage you cause.

She closed her eyes, ducking her head with a small smile. Trust them to come to her rescue.

"I can't see any damage - unless you mean the furniture," Natsu huffed.

"You cretin!" a female shrieked, "How can you say this!"

"Yeah, it's like you don't even care about the whole light of the guild," a lolling tongue punctuates the sentence.

"Light! Light!"

"Although, with your half-witted minds, I suppose that would be a relatively simple task. We had not realised your stupidity stretched this far."

"Guys," she whispered, catching their attention immediately, "Stop. Don't do this, not for me or for them. They're not worth it."

"Lucy!" Evergreen pleaded, "They must learn where they've gone wrong!"

"I agree with Miss Ever, Lucy-sama."

The guild inhaled in surprise. Lucy-sama?

"I thought you only looked up to Laxus, Freed," Lisanna curls her lip in disgust.

Lucy gazed down upon the Thunder God Tribe and their role model from the top of the stairs. She felt her eyes willing to shed more tears. The Raijinshu would forever be her family, just as she once swore Fairy Tail would be. After all, they were the only ones to ever stand up for her or welcome her at their table once Lisanna arrived.

"Lucy, don't. They have to suffer!" Laxus almost shouted.

"Laxus," she whispered, shaking her head, "You've just been welcomed back into the guild. Don't ruin it for yourself."

She descended the stairs, smiling as she walked up to her family.

"You guys take care of Sparky over there. He'll need it. Oh, and don't let him do anything stupid again! It'll be on your heads if he does," she winks.

They sigh, attempting to convince her to stay. She shook her head, reminding them of why she was leaving. It wasn't her time to stay. She had known this.

"I'll come back, don't you worry your silly heads."

She raised her now-blank hand, pointing her thumb and forefinger to the sky.

"Even if I can't see you, no matter how far away you may be, I will always be watching you," she raises her head in pride before disappearing out the doors.

She stood in the road, gasping for breath. It was done. The day was in history and she couldn't go back. Thank you, Carla, she thought.


"Loke!" she jumped, almost falling off the bed, "Don't surprise me like that, you silly lion."

"Sorry, Hime," he flashed a smile.

"Not you too," she groaned, hiding her head in her hands.

"Hime..."

He glanced around her apartment, eyes surprisingly sad.

"What?"

"Your Father wants you."

"No," she panicked, eyes wide, "He said I could have two years! Two years here in Earthland!"

"I'm sorry Hime," his heart panged, "There's been a change of plans."

"Loke, please," she begged, "I can't leave my family."

"Princess, you'll be allowed to come back. There's a... situation back home."

She bowed her head, grieving for the people she would leave behind.

"Leo," she murmured, voice hoarse with emotions, "You know of the time difference between Earthland and Home."

"I -," he struggled for words, "Princess, please. Do not make this any harder for me!"

"I will come with you. But dear Father will learn of my feelings about this!"

He grabbed her hand, "It might be better to learn of the circumstances first, Hime."

The air around them grew heavy with golden particles, a bright light shining from the duo. With a blinding flash, the girl and her spirit disappeared.


"Father," she whispered in horror.

"Lucy," he struggled to say, "I'm glad... you came."

"If I'd known you were hurt, I would have come sooner!" she lost it, "Let me heal you! I can heal you!"

She shoved her hands over his body, ready to pump her energy into him.

"Lucy, don't!" he strained, "You know you can't use your power, the bindings will - "

"I have to try," she screamed.

"Lucy!" the spirits, gathered around her and the Celestial Spirit King pleaded with her.

"Lucy," he roared, "I'm dying!"

"No," she whispered in horror, "But you - you can't die! That's impossible! I can heal you, Father, just let me try!"

She ignored the pleas and cries of those surrounding her, planting her hands firmly in the air and shutting her eyes. Grimacing slightly, a bright golden light started manifesting.

She opened her eyes, throwing her head back and roaring. Her eyes were a bright white, blinding the spirits around her. She screamed in pain, the pure energy flowing from her hands causing great agony.

Throwing more and more energy into her Father, she fell to her knees with a thud. Her hands shook, even as her head remained thrown back. The light, leaving her glowing, brightened until you could no longer see the girl behind it.

Joining in with her screams, the Spirit King's body lifted slowly off the bed, leaving him roaring.

"Lucy!" he thundered, "Stop before it's too late!"

In response, her screams grew as she pumped the remaining vestiges of her magic into her Father.

"I will heal you if it's the last thing I do!" she howled.

With a sudden crash, the King's body smashed back onto his bed as Lucy collapsed on the floor. The light faded from the room and revealed the scene.

"L-Lucy?" Loke whispered.

Lying on the floor in the place of Lucy was a completely different girl. The lion spirit crept up to her and ran his hands through her long rose-gold hair. He traced her angular features with his finger, following high cheekbones and slanted eyes. He raised an eyebrow at the blue necklace-like decoration dangling on her forehead Surprisingly to him, her creamy skin was as smooth as silk.

"Oh, Lucy, what did you do?" he murmured.

More than an hour had passed when the girl on the floor opened her slanted eyes, revealing slitted pupils and orbs the exact colour of her hair.

"L-Loke?" she murmured.

He almost melted at the sound of her lilting voice. He tilted his head back in relief.

"Lucy," he exhaled.

She frowned at the name.

"I don't recognise that name."

"What do you - Oh dear stars, no."

"Big brother, what's the concern?" Virgo approached him as she lightly touched his shoulder.

"The seal broke," he hung his head in desperation.

"But, she is still Hime?" Virgo frowned.

A silence met her questionably statement-like query.

"Daughter," a voice croaked.

The girl's arched eyebrow lifted.

"Father?" she tilted her head, "I don't remember much. What happened?"

"You - you healed me."

"I did?"

"And used up all your power."

"So I did."

"Which in turn, broke the bonds I had placed on you."

She frowned, puzzled by his statement, "Why did you place a seal on me, Father?"

"Because, Ophiuchus, you wished to go to Earthland," the King coughed.

"Ophiuchus," The spirits muttered in shock.

"When I went to Earthland," the girl - Ophiuchus - wondered, "Who did I pose as?"

"Lucy Heartfilia, a Celestial Spirit mage with most of the zodiac keys."

"M-My keys," she whispered as a memory slowly came back to her.

Ophiuchus whimpered as she clutched her head. She screamed in pain, causing the other spirits great concern. The noise slowly died down as she released her head.

"My family are still down there," she whispered.

"I'm sorry," Loke whispered.

"Leo - No, Loke. What's happened to them?" She frowned.

"I'm not sure, I haven't been able to check - "

"How long was I out?" she cut him off, breathing deeply.

"An hour or two," Aquarius came forward as she snorted.

Ophiuchus nodded her head as she took the information in. She'd roughly been in the Celestial plane for... twelve hours? With all the time she spent healing her Father and then recovering, it had been approximately a month and a half in the spirit world.

"We should leave you be, father," she shushed his protests, "You need rest now just as I needed mine."

Ophiuchus lead the gathered spirits out of the room into a warm lounge. They seated themselves around the room on the multiple chairs.

"I've forgotten something," she frowned before turning pale, "I'm dead."

"Hime?"

"I forgot Seis."

"Ah, who is this Seis, princess?" Loke intervened for the others.

"Seis is the Serpens constellation, also known as Anamniseis."

However, it wasn't the Princess who answered, but the constellation of the Southern Cross.

"Crux," she smiled, "Indeed, you're right as always. I've been separate from him for two years now."

She glanced upwards, inwardly wondering how on Earthland she was meant to call him. She snapped her fingers as she remembered.

Reaching to her neck, she fumbled with a gold chain. She pulled it off her head. The necklace shone in the light, illuminating a golden snake coiled around the bottom of the chain as if it were a vine. It's coils hung lazily as she placed it in her palm.

She raised her palm to her lips, kissing the snake softly before whispering, "Serpens."

For what could have been the umpteenth time that day, a flash of light appeared. As it winked out, a serpent was seen on the floor, head raised as it tasted the air.

"Seis!" Ophiuchus called in glee.

"Phee," it hissed.

The spirits jumped, having forgotten all about the snake once Ophiuchus' powers were sealed.

She reached out to the snake, allowing it to coil around her body like the snake in the necklace. The light glinted off its pastel scales. The pinks, blues and occasional greens melted together to form a beautiful pattern.

Replacing the necklace, she turned to the spirits.

"I gather that you have questions," her eyes shone merrily.

Various nods ascertained her.

"Leo?" she tilted her head.

"Will you be heading back to Earthland?"

"Not until my Father is fully recovered," she shook her head.

Seated next to him, Aries timidly asked, "What happened to your keys?"

She glanced down at her outfit, noting it was completely different. Instead of the usual blue and black outfit that Lucy Heartfilia had favoured, Ophiuchus had a short black top, a crimson sash and an olive green skirt.

The top had short sleeves, ending just below her breasts on one side and slanting down to reach her waist on the other. The sash started from her left shoulder to her right hip, following the cut of the top. It showed off most of her stomach and part of her back.

Her skirt was short, just covering her bottom. Instead of straight material, the green material wrapped around her waist and draped slightly to cover the very top part of her thighs.

"Well," she murmured, "That was unexpected."

The main observation she made was that she didn't have spirit keys or a whip. In fact, she had no weapon or belt at all.

"Sorry, Aries, I have no idea," she shrugged.

"Hey Brat," Aquarius called out sort of fondly, "Do you remember what your powers are?"

"I believe so," she frowned, "I can turn into a giant dark blue snake - with, luckily, my eyes, and my main power when I'm in snake form is my physical power. When I'm in human form, however..."

She pondered on her answer, thinking carefully.

"I know I have control over snakes. I have that much. The rest... I'm not sure, Aquarius."

She sighed, glancing fondly at Scorpius as he rubbed his thumb over the back of her palm, "There was also another reason that you agreed to go to Earthland, Phee."

"Oh?"

"When you were younger, you didn't have control over your powers. We all agreed to send you away for two years, hoping that by your 18th birthday, you would have control."

"What did I do that was so bad?"

"Linked to your Father and Mother, you have Celestial magic. That also means you can use spells instead of just the keys. I believe, in fact, you were trained by your mother. You do know what your mother was?" Ophiuchus nodded at the question, "Good. On the other hand, your other powers are linked to your constellation. Those powers are somewhat similar to Zeref's, Phee. You can make anything wither when you touch it. A side effect of having Snake Physiology, I believe. You could cause death, or if lucky, petrification with a single glance. Once, you poisoned someone by just touching them."

"So I - I'm a monster?" she whispered.

Glaring at the water bearer, Seis coiled tighter around Ophiuchus.

"Don't be ridiculoussss. You are a young woman with several amazing powersss, not a monssster," he hissed in her ear, "And anyway, you have control now, do you not?"

"I guess," she murmured, "But Seis, what even is 'Snake Physiology'?"

"You have the ability to mimic any sssnakesss propertiesss, in human or sssnake form. If I'm correct, you are sssimilar to a Dragon Ssslayer, asss you have sssmall fangsss which have the property to grow and alssso to be poisssonous."

"This is a bit of an overload, Seis," she muttered.

"Hime, I believe that now would be a good time to check on your Father then," Saggitarius spoke for the first time.

Ophiuchus nodded with determination, standing up slowly so as to not jostle Seis.

"Thanks, Saggitarius."

She rushed into the next room, slowing as she reached the bed. Her Father had his eyes open and he was looking at her fondly.

"How are you?" she sat down next to him on the bed.

"I've been better. You shouldn't have done that, Phee."

"Father, I'm sorry. But it was worth it to me. At least I still have you, even if Mother passed away. I don't think I could bear it if I lost the last family I had left," she whispered.

"But I'm not the last of your family," he smiled, "Don't forget your human friends down there. They're just as much your kin as I am. And even though your mother might be gone, I can promise that Layla would be so, so proud of you now."

She sniffed, eyes glistening with tears. Launching herself forwards, she hugged the Spirit King, colliding with him with an oomph.

"Careful," he chuckled, "I've just healed, thanks to you."

"Sorry, Father," she murmured into his chest.

"Hadn't you better be going?" he queried.

She straightened up, smiling at her Father, "Not until you're completely well again."

"Phee, you know that could be days. I won't let you waste your time here when you could be with your family."

"How many times do I have to tell you, you're my family," Ophiuchus scowled.

"They are too."

"So, I will make sure you're fine before checking on them."

"I'm fine. There, go!"

She rose an eyebrow, "It's almost like you don't want us to be here," she gestured to the snake and herself.

"Well, it's not as if Anamniseis was ever around anyways. But as much as I want you here, your other family want you in Earthland more than I. Phee, you've been away for two and a half months now."

"I've been here for twenty hours?" she did a double-take in shock.

"Yes," he answered dryly, "Twenty hours packed with surprises."

"Very true" she murmured absent-mindedly.

"Go to your friends and family, Phee. Though, you'll have a lot of explaining to do," his eyes twinkled with amusement.

"I love you, Father," she seemed torn.

"I love you too, Phee - now, get going before they worry even more!"

She closed her eyes, focusing on her magic as she whispered, "Earthland."

It was time to go home.


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