One hell of a Past
Jellal and Erza Occ
I do not own Fairy Tail that honor belongs to Hiro Mashima.
I realize that some people may object to Erza being a Crimson Dragon slayer but I think it suits her you don't want to read a story that gives Erza different magic then by all means don't read it.
I hope that if have chosen to read this I hope you like it.
Look Into My Eyes If You Can't Remember.
(Erza S. to Jellal F.)
Author's Note
IN this fan fiction the age 12 and 13 is considered little, and young.
Nobody's POV
It was that awful morning. The sky so full of color and life which was the opposite of little Erza's day. The morning was so peaceful and calm in the small cottage on the out skirts of the small village called Rosemary. Then an ear shattering shriek filled the village. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Then the sky changed to a dark and death like color. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"Came the shriek as it seemed to get angrier with each passing moment.
The shriek said Death without speaking. Her cries said murder without proof. The sky responded to her cries its color reflects her cries. The sound of death filled the silence. The cries she released the pain she felt the hell she put that man through is unparallel.
Erza's POV
The little girl ran as fast as she could into her house with her light blue dress flapping in the wind. Bang Bang. Gun shots they came from the small red house as the little girl rushed inside. But it was to late. Upon arriving in the house the little girl saw the worst thing ever...
"Mom! Dad! NOOOO!"I shriek. "NOOOO!" Tears are streaming down my face as I watch in horror, as my parents fell to the ground now lying in their own blood."NO! MOM, DAD! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed at the top of lungs. Unable to stop what was happening a huge black magic circle lit up under my feet. "YOU KILLED MY PARENTS NOW I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" I screamed."I WILL MAKE SURE YOU BRUN IN HELL FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY!"
~Cyclone of the Crimson Dragon ~
Suddenly a cyclone of a beautiful crimson erupted from nowhere and flung the murder across the old and abandoned town. The sky was still in a darken rage after the innocent parents were murdered. "It is time for you to die! This is for my parents! I am going to kill you!"
"Whoa now little missy." says a mysterious figure in a hood that grabs my hands."What do you plan on doing with those little fists of fury?"
"I am going to send this bastard to hell! He killed my parents in front of my eyes with no mercy so I am going to return the favor, and show no mercy when I kill him!"I cry with tears streaming down my face falling like the rain. "I hate him; I hate him so much for what he has done to me."
"Now, now don't go killing people out of hatred, because that would get you nowhere." The stranger asks me. "And how exactly would a little girl like you do that?"
The killer thought that this was the perfect time to escape and started to run off hoping to get away from the witch, for he had completed his mission. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him trying to escape and then anger filled me once again. I pushed the stranger aside with so much force that he was pushed into the wall a few meter away from where I was standing. With the stranger out of my way I started to focus on the murder and charged up my attacks I was ready to end this.
"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" I shriek as loudly as I could.
A huge black magic circle appears under my feet, my hair flies upward, and my eyes turn red, but the most notice change was my voice. It became deeper as if two people where speaking at the same time. My aura engulfed my body in a crimson cloak.
~Roar of the Crimson Dragon~
~Slashing Fangs of the Crimson Dragon~
~Crushing talons of the Crimson Dragon~
Spirals of a beautiful crimson erupted from around my body.
My attacks hit the killer head on and the killer collapsed dead unable to register what had just happened, I had killed him, I had my revenge, now my parents could rest in peace. The stranger looked at me in horror."You actually killed him, OH MY FUCKING GOD, you actually killed him." The stranger staggered in horror. "And you are a witch this is not going to end well for me. I can't let the world know that you are a witch otherwise they might try to kill you."
The stranger stared at the murder's dismembered body. His blood flowing around him and was forming a puddle. The murder's expression was of shock and horror. Next I looked at the stranger and said questioning him. "Now who might you be mister?"
I was waiting for an answer when my wandered off to think about something.
Erza's thoughts
In this world witches are considered a demon that will try to kill everyone. Even In the modern world being a witch is the worst crime a person can commit. Even if you're a little girl? What could this world possibly throw at me that is worse than the hell I have seen? I wish I could undo this curse. Maybe then my parents would be alive. Maybe then I would stop hurting others. Maybe I could be free from this hell.
But one thing is for sure...
I have a past of hell.
And there it is Chapter One. I have been, wanting to write this for a while, so I am glad that I finally got a chance to. I hope you like it.
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