A/N I've read fanfiction for a while now, but this is my first story. (Well, it's really my second story, but I did something wrong and had to delete it.) So here's my first fanfic! It's kind of an AU of when Jellal and Erza meet at the tower of heaven from Jellal's POV. Hope you enjoy it!)
Disclaimer: Me *points to self* no own fairy tail. If I did, do you really think that I'd be on FANfiction?
I remember when I met her. She scared the heck out of me. With her long scarlet hair and how she would wear her armor at all times; even when bathing. Something about her not only scared me, but intrigued me as well. I had never met anything like her before. She was the most powerful mage that I had ever met. Her magic is called equip magic. She can re-equip her armor and weapons to fit the situation. All of her weapons and armor are magic, to they are super powerful. I had actually met her before. When we were younger, we were friends. Best friends. We helped each other out and always believed in each other. But one day, I changed. I pretty much went insane. She left for eight years. Leaving me to almost let the last of my sanity disappear. She left our other friends to be victim to my state of insanity. Our friends were misguided by an evil sprite, as was I. we were about ruin the world. We had infiltrated the magic council and would bring the evil sprite possessing us back to life. So here she was, in front of me for the first time in eight years. I almost didn't recognize her. I am standing in front of my best friend, and I can't recognize her. I'm the one who gave her her last name. She was taken away from her parents since before she had coherent thoughts. I gave her the name Erza Scarlet. Well, the scarlet part. She already knew her first name somehow. I can't believe that I'm being forced to fight my best friend to the death. It's like I'm watching a movie. Like I can see myself, but not me, try to kill her. I wish I didn't have to. If I ever come back from this, I will make sure that the sprite of Zerof will never be able to take over another body, let alone ever be close to being revived. I have to break free. It's now or never. I will break free. I must. But I can't. I'm not strong enough. Someone help me. This is where I black out.
When I wake up, I see Erza lying next to me on the ground. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps. Like an angel, as opposed to when she fights, where she shows no mercy to her enemies. Like me. I stand up. I stand up, not Zerof. I'm free at last! But is it too late? She's alive for now, but could I have hurt her so much that she doesn't make it? Could I finally break my curse, and be forced to live my life without my best friend again? The last eight years were easier because I wasn't thinking clearly, but knowing that I'm the one to kill her? Please let Erza be alright! Her arm twitches, and then her leg. Slowly, she sit's up.
"Erza!" I yell happily "You're okay!" my best friend is alive!
"I'm alive." She says "I'm alive!" she starts laughing and crying at the same time. "I'm alive!" she keeps repeating, like a chant. I guess that she thought she was a goner like I did. She hugs me and whispers "we're not alive as in not dead, we're alive, and we will live!" and she's right. We're going to be okay, and make the most of life.
A/N I know that this probably has a million grammatical errors, so I'm really sorry! I really hope that you enjoyed it! I'm also sorry if they're OOC! Just remember what I said earlier, this is my first/second fanfic so just bear with me please? Please review! I know that every author says that, but it really does make us happy! if you're reading this I love you!
