Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters, that right belongs to Hiro Mashima.

It had been a curse. He was stunned to realize that, and it sucked hard for him. The amount of pain and torture he had inflicted on the little blond before him. When he had escaped, or rather kidnapped, from the Tower of Heaven, Cobra had lost one of the two snakes he had befriended. Of course, he had come to learn he could head the snakes because of his inherent magic, Soul Listening Magic to be exact. It made him dangerous on a few different levels. Added on to the fact he had the Poison Dragon lacrima shoved into his body by Brain.

But that didn't excuse his actions to the busty blond he had hurt during the Nirvana Incident, then the Infinity Clock fiasco. And while he had helped out during the Eclipse Gate, he had not recognized Lucy Heartfilia for who or what she had been when they were children. Though, as he watched her lay there unconscious, her memories flitting through her pretty little head like a dream, Cobra knew the truth. He had found Cubellious again, as a human. Both of the girls had been caught up in a Dark Wizards spell, turning them into snakes.

But he still had a hard believing that the few years he had spent with Lucy before she was lost to him, she had reverted to a human girl. Found her family, a minor Noble family, only to have her mother die before her eyes. Then get mistreated by her father until he wanted to sell her to the highest bidder to further his greed. Then all the incidents between then and now had him cringing as her mind forced her to relieve each thing. Including Tenrou. Man, he hated his magic at the moment as he stroked a hand through her golden locks. Occasionally relaying what he was hearing to his guild members.

He knew the pain of loss she was feeling right now. Her guild had disbanded. Her own supposed best friend had left her to train, telling her to take care of the guild in his absence. Which was fucked up on its own? They had stumbled across her passed out in the middle of a forest, known for Vulcans. The despondent sound of her usually bright soul had forced something in him to follow it to its source. Earning much bitching from the pansy-ass kissing blueberry he called a Guild Master.

A curse, a curse had first brought Lucy into his life. Ironically he had given her the name of his mother, which was her birth name. But now as he let a slow smile appear on his face, he wondered if he could make it up to her. Whether she recalled her past with him or not. Cobra wanted to break the curse holding. To bring the smiles and light back to her life. And if he had to break away from his guild to do it, then so fucking be it.

Lifting his head to see Sawyer standing to the entrance of his makeshift tent, he shook his head no that she hadn't awakened before the man left. More than likely going to tell the others there was no change. The others were leaving Cobra alone with his little fairy once more.