Lucy Reborn - 89 Watersprou

Vexed, Lucy lays on the ground, tossing her Wind Aura gem aside. It doesn’t like me. At this rate, Emma and Brynn will be 30 before I get out of this maze! Lucy watches grey clouds. Will I get wet if it rains? I wonder if the Chaos Maze is warded like Imperial Aunt Darcy’s training yard. Lucy yawns and rubs her eyes. I shouldn’t do that, I’ll get wrinkles, Lucy thinks idly.

Maybe if I feel how my Wind magic while I’m using it, I will be able to sense the Wind Tides better? Lucy closes her eyes, seeing the yellow Aura lazing in her Magic pool. Lucy tries to pull it out, and grunts. Why is it so heavy? Lucy scrunches her nose up using more force. It grated, burning as it inched outside her magic pool. When the final thread of Wind magic is outside her body, Lucy pauses to allow her spirit sense to rest.

The gold shimmering magic circled her, and then rushed fiercely into her magic pool. It settled curled around her Wind Seed. No, come out! Don’t you dare waste my time!

Lucy grabs it again, and yanks. It didn’t budge. Pursing her lips, Lucy takes a deep breath. She wraps her spirit sense around the wind magic, and PULLS! It burned as it the shimmering threads tried to hook onto the Seed. Lucy untangles it and shoves it outside, hurriedly putting up a ward so the stubborn magic couldn’t reenter her body.

The wind magic she forced out, circles her body, kicking up a breeze. The sweat on her back felt like tiny ice packs, as her stubborn wind magic rubbed against her skin, looking for reentry. Hot spikes slammed her brain, causing her to shudder, tears budding on her eyelashes. Her magic swirled around her. Fast. So fast. Her skirts flipped up her braid flying. Lucy raises to her knees, reaching out to feel the wind. Gently, she attempts to gather it, in order to form a Wind Orb.

It snapped, lashing her palm. Lucy stares at the neat slice, blood slipping off and being caught in the wind. The wind picked up, becoming visible, Lucy wabbles, as it shoved and tugged at her.

Lucy frowns. That looks like… almost like a tornado? Should I lower my wards? What if it hurts returning. Her magic looked very lively.

Before Lucy can react, she felt weightless, her stomach flipping. AH, fuck! The wind shrieked, Lucy tossed up in the air. Spinning around like a bottle cap, Lucy gags. Don’t puke! Don’t puke! Lucy firmly clenches her teeth, the puke would end up all over her. Lucy releases her ward. However, her magic ignored it. Lucy puts her spirit sense out, gently touching her magic. Come back, and let me down! Her magic has no response, seemly abandoning her.

Lucy stiffens as she flies past the wall. I’m dead if I hit that. Lucy whimpers. I want down now! She frantically comminutes with her wild magic. The other way, go the other way. PLEASE. Lucy felt annoyance from her spirit sense. Is? My magic is annoyed? Wha…

While Lucy was dazed, the tornado makes a sharp turn, avoiding the Chaos walls, and slips into the pond. Water slides up, slamming into Lucy. Water went up her nose and eyes. Lucy coughs, covering her face, as her skirts turn heavy, her slippers falling off her feet.

I’m going to drown in mid-air. Perfect. Lucy screams when the waterspout suddenly tossing her higher. She whimpers as she falls, and is caught by the wind again. Water slammed in her ears, sliding against her. Lucy chokes, water forcing itself in her mouth.

It felt like blades against every inch of her.

As Lucy’s vision begins to blacken, a firm hand grabbed her arm, pulling Lucy out of the waterspout. Lucy coughs, spitting out water. Her throat and nose burned! “What did you think you were doing?” Jenz asks coldly. Lucy looks up at her guard, shivering from the cold, as she dripped on the ground. He didn’t seem affected by the fierce wind. “I just…” Jenz carries her out of the courtyard. Jenz interrupts her explanation. “You haven’t Imprinted Wind Tides. How courageous of you to manifest your Wind magic,” Lucy shrinks in his arms. Courageous didn’t seem like a compliment from his mouth.

Jenz brought her to the Peach courtyard, grabbing a blanket, wrapping her up in it. “Now, why did you make such a storm?” Jenz asks as the maids scramble to boil water. Lucy shivers. “I just wanted to know how my wind magic felt like so I could enter the Wind gem,” Lucy says, feeling rather pitiful. Jenz snorts. “You’re lucky Selena felt something through your bond and asked me to check on you,” Jenz says. “You have to Imprint the Aura Tides, or magic rejects any control,” Jenz says. Lucy frowns, a slight pout forming. “But I refined it. It’s mine!” Lucy says.

Jenz roughly rubs her wet hair. “Stupid. Refining Aura just removes impurities and condenses it. It doesn’t make the magic like you. Magic has moods and patterns. If you want to control it, magic must accept you” Jenz says.