Hey guys! I have decided to change it up a bit and start a Fairy Tail story that has been plaguing my mind and keeping me from working on my novel so I figured why not write it down and see how things go! This story will be about Erza having an older sister and basically how I think it would go if she had an actual sister in the show :3 A lot of things you will recognize but I will also be adding my own take on them as well so please enjoy the fruits of my labor and tell me what you think! I would love to see some review on if I should keep this going or not.
I do not own Fairy Tail...
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I forgot how cruel the world could be. For a split second, the thought of a person taking another life, was foreign to me. What had happened to make humanity lose its grip on compassion? What was the trigger for this complete switch to one's personality? I wondered this as I felt hot tears streamed down my face, just like I felt my heart shatter into pieces, I watched my little sister be carried away to only god knew where.
I screamed; boy did I scream, as I fought against the tight grip around my throat. My nails dug into flesh and I twisted and writhed as much as I could in hopes of breaking free to chase after the carriage that carried the only family member I had left, along with countless other children who were surely going to be tortured.
"Struggle all you want little girl, you won't save them. You would be going right along with them but a child as independent as you, who fights tooth and nail against everyone, will serve no purpose in the tower of heaven. You will die here, and while you bleed out you can regret not cooperating when you had the chance. You will never see your sister again." A gruff voice spoke from behind me as his grip became ever tighter. I gasped, doing my best to suck in any air that I could possibly get into my lungs. My body ached, my head throbbed, my heart hurt, and my lungs felt as if they were being crushed from a lack of oxygen, but still I struggled, determined to break free.
"You….I-I'll…kill…all of…y-you…"I managed to choke out as blackness danced on the edges of my vision. My arms were getting tired, my legs were starting to lose strength, and my heart pounded so hard in my chest I was sure it would explode from within me any second.
"Little bitch!" the man yelled and seconds later my hearing failed me. The world seemed to stop, time itself standing still as I felt the blade run me through. My eyes widened and my body jerked but I felt no pain. My struggles stopped; my arms refused to work anymore, falling limp to my sides as I choked up a mouth full of blood. I couldn't taste it though, even though I knew that the liquid filling my mouth was my life force I could not taste its metallic flavor, nor could my nose pick up on any smell at all. It seemed every sense I had refused to work anymore. I looked down; knowing full well what I would see, but still wanting to make sure I wasn't just imagining things. Sure enough a blade protruded from my stomach, just to the right of my belly button, its silver gleam now tinged crimson.
I couldn't speak, I could barely even manage to gasp for air as each shallow breath and even the slightest movement was enough to move the blade, causing more damage and spilling more blood. Was this it? Would I die here? I looked up, my eyes coming to rest on the caravan that held my sister captive. Her hazel eyes wide with terror and a look of shock frozen on her face. Her hands trembled as they gripped the bars of the cage that held her with strength enough to turn her knuckles white; the red of her hair glowed brilliantly in the moonlight as she reached out to me.
Sound came rushing back to me then, filling my ears with a myriad of acoustics that I could only barely comprehend. The man's iron grip was suddenly gone and my legs refused to support me anymore, buckling beneath me just as air filled my lungs. I fell for what felt like forever, my eyes never leaving the beautiful red head that was my sister, her screams reaching my ears even from this distance. My vision was fading to black on the edges and my perspective seemed to be changing drastically before I realized it was just me falling completely to the cold ground. My head hit hard enough for the pain to reverberate through my entire body and agony to explode in my left temple, its rhythm seeming to fall in line with the beat of my heart. My body felt heavy and my sight was fading fast but still I watched her, helpless to do anything else. My name died on her lips before she could finish, her head rushing forward to meet the metal bars with a thump loud enough to reverberate through me. She fell from my sight then, leaving me to stare into the smirking face of a masked abductor, his staff still poised over where her head once was.
All around me houses burned, livestock lay slaughtered, and people laid lifeless as the monsters who stormed into our small village were now starting to vacate just as swiftly as they'd come. What had we done to deserve this? That question repeated over and over in my head as tears welled in my eyes again. Before I knew it, the sound of the carriage was gone, leaving me to bask in the symphony that was raging fire and haughty laughter. They were just going to vanish now, literally getting away with not only murder but child abduction as well. That simply could not happen.
"Leave the girl to bleed to death. She can't do anything anyway and it would be waste of our time to finish her off. Let's go boys." That same gruff voice spoke, this time notes of laughter present. So they were leaving me for dead? I didn't warrant even a finishing blow? How insulting. My pulse raced faster now, my blood boiling so hot I could see steam emanating from my skin. The numbness in my limbs faded quickly, replaced by seething hatred faster than I could even imagine. Something inside me seemed to explode outward, ripping up the ground around me even as the pain faded from my consciousness.
I knew immediately what this feeling was. The magic that had been lying dormant within me had finally been activated and I could feel the raw power of it running through my body. I could feel my strength coming back, letting me know that I still had the chance of at least ridding the world of the scum that remained in my village. I was given a second chance I sure wasn't going to let it slip through my hands. The night grew silent around me as the power emanating from me continued to escape, shooting out around me and swirling in a raging tornado of brilliant indigo as I pulled the blade from my body with the weapon I now possessed. It was beautiful dark steel that was long and slender running the entire length of my body, its blade still stained in my blood. The hilt was red with blue patterns woven within it and the guard resembled that of a crescent moon.
I stood my legs now steady and my balance restored. I didn't quite know how to use the sword but I watched enough of the violent men swinging them around like it were child's play so I was pretty sure I could figure it out. My posture was sturdy, my right hand covering my wound as my left hand gripped the blade with all the strength I could muster. My magic energy seemed to even out then, dissipating into the cool air like smoke.
"Hey!" I shouted anger not only evident in my tone but something else as well. Something I couldn't quite name but if I had to try, it would be almost menacing, threatening even. My voice sent a shiver down even my own spine, so when the remaining men turned around, I knew my presence scared them. Their bodies seemed to freeze, breaths not even seeming to escape them.
I took a step forward, making sure my stance enabled me to either attack or defend should the need arise. Two of the five men remaining jumped slightly, stepping back instinctively. Even from here I could smell their fear, I could see the beads of sweat glistening on their trembling forms and a primal part of me loved that feeling. The hunters were now the hunted and I was not going to let them get away.
"Easy now…I know you're upset…but killing us isn't going to bring anyone back…It's not going to make you feel better!" The man in front spoke shakily, his once arrogant chuckle now seemingly forgotten only to be replaced by terror.
"No…." I paused, crouching slightly as I got ready to attack. I was going to put all I had into this to make sure they never bothered anyone again. To make sure they never ripped apart another village, another family again. "…but it's a start!" I screamed in anger as I pounced.
My feet moved so fast that had I been a bystander I would surely not have been able to keep up. I released all of my magic power at once, the force of it not only obliterating anything in the path of my slash, but all around me. The fires that ran rampant through my village were snuffed out in an instant, the memory of them floating through the night in the form of ashes. The shockwave of my attack sent the remains of the buildings rocketing off into the distance, the screaming of the wind overpowering any other sound around. They didn't stand a chance; it was over before I even straightened myself.
In the wake of my sword was a trench forming outward into a massive 'V' shape, originating at my feet and easily reaching what looked to be as wide as five houses. The effect had my entire body shaking and I could feel my power draining fast. I let out a sigh of relief and turned on my heel, running off into the direction I last saw the cages heading.
'I will find you…' I though as I stumbled, my foot catching on a root and sending me sprawling to the ground. The impact rippled through me, my teeth snapping in the process and my weapon flying out of my grip. I shouted in pain and my vision blackened for a few seconds before steadying. Breathing was getting hard and pain was slowly beginning to return as the high of adrenaline faded into nonexistence. I tried to stand, to move any of my limbs but my body refused to obey me anymore, seeming to be fine with succumbing to numbness as the feeling faded in my hands and feet.
This was it. This is where I would die. Alone, weak, and wondering if my younger sister would even live to see her fifth birthday. I ground my teeth together as a fresh wave of tears rolled down my cheeks. I may have been mature for my age but seven was still too young to die in my eyes.
"At…least I c-can die…knowing I avenged…our p-parents…stay al-alive…." I trailed off as blackness swopped in to take me to oblivion. The last thing I remember was her face flashing through my mind and her name fading from my lips.
"Erza…."
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dark0angel13
