Chapter 1

A blonde girl let out a shaky breath as she raised her right hand up to a burgundy, wood door. Her fist froze midair, and she swallowed thickly. She started lowering her hand, but a whimper from the little girl she was holding with her other arm made her break from her stupor. A determined gleam shone in her eyes as she finally knocked on the door. The noise made the little girl tighten her hold around her neck, and she stroked the little girl's blonde hair as she waited for the door to open.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and a very tall, very muscular man with short, spiky, blonde hair and a prominent lightning shaped scar over his right eye, scowled down at the two of them. He crossed his arms over his chest and barked, "what do you want?"

The blonde girl was taken back at the man's tone. "U-um." She cleared her throat. "I'm looking for Laxus Dreyar."

The man raised an eyebrow. "And why are you looking for him?"

She put her hand on the little girl's leg and slightly glared at the man. "That is something I would like to discuss with him. Do you know him?"

"Sure I do." The man rolled his eyes. "But I'm gonna need a better explanation before I let you see him."

She huffed as she stared at the man. "It's personal. Honestly, what's the big deal?"

The man let out a growl from his throat before he sighed. "Fine. You win. Now what do you want with me?"

"Seriously?" The girl groaned. "I just fucking told you that I'll only talk to Laxus Dreyar."

"Are you dumb, Blondie? I'm Laxus Dreyar. Now, tell me why the fuck you're here, or I'll slam the door in your pretty face."

"O-oh." She blushed and looked down at her feet. "U-uhm. My name is Lucy." She looked up at him then. "This is my daughter, Lily. She needs your help. She just started being able to use lightning magic, but it's been making her sick, and it goes out of control. I don't know anything about lightning magic. Please, can you help her?"

Laxus stared at the little girl in Lucy's arms for a minute, before turning a hardened glare on Lucy. "And where did she get lightning magic from?"

"W-well." Lucy shuffled on her feet for a minute, before she took a deep breath and looked into his eyes unwavering. "From you."

His eyes narrowed as he stared at her. Then he growled and clenched his fists. "I ain't ever seen you before in my life, Blondie. So, what is it that you really want from me, huh? Money?"

"W-what? No!" She shouted as she took a step back.

He stepped forward as she stepped back. "Then was is it? A fucking bragging right? An article? A goddamn autograph? Spill it, girlie! I ain't got all day!"

"What the fuck are you talking abou-?!" She shrieked in pain as lightning licked across her skin, and she barely managed to crouch on the ground, before she tried to set her daughter down as gently as she could. She snapped her burnt hands away from the little girl, and she could only watch in terror as she started convulsing with lightning sparking around her small body. Tears gathered in Lucy's eyes and she clenched her teeth. It was horrible not being able to touch her while she was like this, to not be able to do anything. As a mother, it made her feel like a failure. She looked up at the wide-eyed man. "Please! If you can help her...please!"

Laxus doned a thoughtful expression as he crouched down next to the little girl. He rested one elbow on his knee, and waved his other hand slowly through the static jumping off her skin. The static followed his hand as it moved, and he sighed before he bent down, and began sucking the lightning into his mouth.

Lucy's eyes widened in both relief and amazement as the lightning left her body. Once the lightning was gone, and Laxus wiped his mouth, Lucy tentatively reached her hand out to brush her daughter's bangs out of her face. "Is she better?" she whispered with a shaky breath.

"No." Her eyes widened at his gruff reply, and she snapped her gaze up to meet his unforgiving glare. "You've got a lot of fucking explaining to do."

"W-what do you mean she's not better?" She ignored his latter statement and she placed her palm over her daughter's forehead. When her burnt flesh made contact, Lucy hissed and quickly retracted her hand.

Shoving his hand through his hair, Laxus growled and stood up. "Get the fuck inside."

Lucy glared at his retreating form until he was in his house, then she focused her attention back on her daughter. Ignoring the pain from doing so, she wrapped her arms under her daughter's still twitching body, and stood up. She muttered a soft "oh, fuck me" as she cradled her small body to her chest, and she took a deep breath before she started walking into the house.

The first thought that popped into her head when she entered the house, was bachelor pad. Straight up single man. The walls and floor were a dark burgany wood, and the couches were rather large, and very black. She beelined straight for the large, black couch, and carefully lowered her daughter on it. She looked around for a blanket, but upon finding none, she took off her pink jacket and carefully draped it over her. Lucy stood back up after planting a soft kiss on her forehead, and looked around for the man who owned the house. She tentatively stepped across the threshold to the next room, and she nearly jumped out of her skin when she spotted the man. He was leaning against the island in the kitchen, arms folded, and a dark look directed at her. Despite the shiver that ran down her spine, she boldly stepped forward and placed her stinging hands on her hips, hotly demanding "Why isn't she better?"

He narrowed his eyes at her, and she could've sworn she saw a bit of lightning dance across his shoulder. "I'm not answering your question until you answer mine."

A small growl of frustration left her throat before she sighed and closed her eyes. "Fine. Ask your damn question."

He stood up straight then, and towered over her. "Explain, why the fuck I have a daughter."

She slightly deadpanned as she stared at him. "Are you stupid?"

He reeled back and sneered down at her, growling out a "what?"

She rolled her eyes, "your sperm entered my uterus. Done deal."

Lightning licked across his skin, and she shivered again, slightly terrified. "I've never fucking seen you before, so fucking explain before I do something we'll both regret."

She steeled herself, and let out a shaky breath. She was beyond terrified, but she was also completely miffed by his ignorance, so she couldn't help the way she phrased her answer. "Does a sperm bank ring any bells?"

His whole body froze, his lightning rectacting itself, and he stared down at her with his mouth agape. The gears in his head were trying to turn, trying, but failing. "Don't fuck with me." He growled. "If you don't tell me how, when, and where honestly, I will throw your ass, and your daughter's out of my goddamn house."

"Seriously?" She huffed and crossed her arms. "How? Fucking insemination. When? Almost four years ago. Where? A place called Johnson's Peak on the edge of Acalypha. Honestly, how can you be so fucking confused about donating your own goddamn sperm?"

He stared at her hard for a good five minutes, before he stared at the ceiling, clenching his fists, and growled. "I'm gonna kill that motherfucker."

Lucy sighed. "Look." She waited a second, and continued when his attention was back on her. "I'm sorry if you somehow didn't know you donated your own sperm, though I don't know how that's possible. I really don't care if you are technically her father. All I ask is that if you can help her with this, or at least show her something she can do to help her, then please, help her. I won't bother you ever again, and I won't ask anything else of you. I just want my daughter safe."

He took in the determination in her eyes, and sighed before he raked his hand through his hair. He leaned back against the island and looked her over. "How old are you?"

She glared at him. "Why the fuck does that matter?"

He rolled his eyes, "it doesn't."

She huffed again. "Now tell me why she isn't better. I answered all your questions."

He grunted at her. "Simple answer, she has too much magical energy than her body can handle."

Lucy paled and looked at him with pleading eyes. "Is there a way to help her?"

He rolled his eyes at her. "Calm the fuck down. All she needs to do is use and expell her magic on a daily basis, then her body should slowly get accustomed to it."

Lucy nervously bit her lip. "And how should she do that?"

Laxus looked at her like she was stupid. "You really have no clue about this, do you?"

"Well," she blushed and averted her gaze. "I use holder type magic, so it's different. And I told you before that I don't know anything about lightning magic. I've tried researching it, but it's a rare trait that isn't often documented. Plus, from what I've read about it, her's even seems different and stronger than the normal."

Laxus cocked his head in thought. "My guess for that would be because I'm a dragon slayer." He smirked when she looked at him in surprise. "Shocking, isn't it?"

She blinked a few times, mostly because of the fact that the way he was smirking at her was downright sexy as hell, and also at the fact that he used a pun. "So.." She asked slowly. "Does that mean she's one too?"

"Not from what I could tell."

She shuffled slightly as an uneasy silence spread between them. She could only assume that he was able to tell she was his daughter when he studied her lightning before he swallowed it. He wouldn't stop fucking staring at her though, and it was making her skin crawl. "Will you help her or not?"

He sighed and stood straight up. "Get her here bright and fucking early tommorrow. I don't have all goddamn day, and I don't want anyone knowing I've got a fucking kid. So, get here at sunrise, and leave immediately when we're done."

She nodded curtly and whispered out a "thank you."

He glared at her. "This isn't for you, got it? I'm doing it for that poor fucking kid who would probably die if she was left to sort this out with a useless mother like you."

Shock covered her features, before rage flowed through her. She whirled on him and shouted, "How dare yo-?!" She could only stare with wide eyes as he clamped his hand over her mouth. Frustrated tears started gathering in the corners of her eyes as he growled and put his face an inch from her own.

"Let's get one thing straight. This is my house, you asked for my help, so you're going to follow my rules. So, don't fucking yell at me, a dragon has sensitive ears ya know. Now, get the fuck out of my house."

She scowled at him as he released her, and she whispered lowly, "you're an asshole."

He smirked at her. "Could have told you that myself, Blondie." He gestured to the door. "Now, get out."

She gritted her teeth, having to will herself not give this jerk a piece of her mind. She whirled on her heel and quickly walked to her sleeping daughter. She carefully scooped her up in her arms and left the house as quickly as she could. She could hear the door being slammed behind her, and only then, did she finally let her tears fall. It was like he could see right into her soul, and pull out her worst fear. She never wanted to see his face again, but as she looked at her daughter's peaceful face, she knew she had to. She hated feeling like this, like she was useless to her own daughter. But she would do anything for her, even if it meant having to face that asshole again and follow his stupid fucking rules.

So, a new story idea. Figured I'd try it out. I have a lot of ideas for this story, so I'm hoping you like it and are patient with the updates. Her goes the disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.

Let me know what you guys think! :)