The Wrath of The Twin Goddesses |ON HOLD|

Chapter 26

From now on there will be a song to play with the chapter

They had done it. They had won GMGs. Fairy Tail narrowly becoming second.

Lucy raised her hand with the guild mark in a happy victory. [Idk which hand it is 😓]. Sting ran up to her, a goofy grin on his face.

"We did it, Luce!" he exclaimed picking her up and turning her in a full circle out of pure glee. Lucy nearly choked at the sudden exchange and when put back down widened the space between the two.

"Yeah, Kinana still bugs me. You saw her, she just called quits," Lucy awkwardly replied. Sting shrugged, a smile still plastered on his face. 

So it was over.

They had won.

That meant that Anpul's plan would not work.

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Lola sat down, her back hitting the wall. "Well, that was less entertaining than thought," she admitted to no one in particular.

"So what do I do now that I've prevented a God from planting a curse on this world. What to do?" she whispered looking left, right and left again. 

"Well, you could stop the God from succeeding with his back up plan," someone replied. Lola nearly banged her head against the wall. There beside her was none other than...

"Who are you exactly?" Lola asked furrowing her eyebrows.

"Let's just say your conscience," the boy replied.

"And my conscience just so happen to look like my son?" Lola questioned crossing her arms in stubbornness.

"Because he's the only one who knows what's up and besides, I think you should make your way to your family because who knows," the boy shrugged "this could be the last time you see them for a while." Lola blinked. Slowly registering what the juvenile had just said. 

"What do you-" she started. But was abruptly interrupted by a violent shake. 

Ren's doppelganger smiled sadly. 

"Well, that's my cue, let's hope we'll take soon Lola," and he walked away every step getting quieter.

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Lucy nearly tripped at the sudden shaking. It was if her brain was being rattled against her skull.

Closing her eyes was definitely a mistake. The moment she closed her eyes, someone had kneed her in her stomach and with some unknown force, she was sent spiralling into Sting. 

This was all being broadcasted on the lacrima-fueled screened. Everyone onlooking gasped at the sudden change of events. The cause of the attack was someone no one had witnessed before.

Power flowed from the being. And so was the blood. Without the gallons of blood pouring out of the figure, it could be identified as a girl. 

It was eerily quiet. 

Lucy groaned. That must have fractured something. 

"Happy definitely wasn't lying, you are heavy," Sting joked before Lucy could reply with a snarky comment, the attacker attacked, this time though Lucy was ready. She grabbed the attacker by the wrist and twisted it. Making a satisfying click. With a small grunt, the figure used her other fist to punch Lucy hard on the face.

The onlookers grimaced at that.

Lucy was never going to resort to magic but...

"No one touches the face!" Lucy yelled summoning magic.