So I've really wanted to start this story for a while now. I love Mirajane, she's one of my favorite characters on FT.
Any MiraxLaxus shippers out there? If so, it's possible they might have a run in every now and again *insert cool winky face here*
I hope you guys enjoy!
Please excuse any spelling/grammar issues for I am only a sleep deprived teenager~
"You used it."
It was a statement more than a question. Fairy Tail's supposedly strongest female mage had directed her words towards the resident demon. The barmaid stopped polishing the glass she was working on, setting it down with a clink and turning to face her converser.
"Whatever are you talking about, Erza? You haven't even touched your cake, everything alright?" she tilted her head slightly as her sapphire eyes wrinkled in concern.
"Mirajane," Erza's tone was a notch above growling, her eyes narrowing at the woman in front of her.
Mira slightly shrugged her shoulders, her standard angelic smile gracing her lips.
"It's not something to be ashamed of, you know," her eyes dropped her to cake, pushing the decorative strawberry on the top around with her fork. "You've got an amazing magic, you could use it to help people."
The angel maiden had turned her back to the scarlet mage, continuing to polish the glass she had just set down a moment ago.
"Mira, look at me," Erza whispered, as to not attract the attention of the other guild members. She didn't comply, instead continuing to polish the glass she had. "Just because you couldn't save Lisanna-" Upon hearing her name, Mira slammed the glass down on the counter so hard it shattered. The usual brawls of the guild easily drowned it out, but it was all Titania could seem to hear. She ran out from the bar into the back of the guild hall, Erza standing up and following her. She didn't bother with the kitchen or the store rooms, instead heading directly to a hiding spot Mira favored when Lisanna first passed.
"Mirajane, let me in," Erza knocked on the door, only able to hear her quiet sobs on the other side. "Mirajane!" she pounded on the door harder, the hinges starting to break off from the wood at the sheer force of the hits. The door was almost broken down, but then it slammed back into place.
She rested her hand on the door, listening to Mira's sniffling breaths. "I know what it's like. I know that you weren't able to save Lisanna using that magic power, but you can help so many others. Mira –"
Abruptly, she was cut off by Mira opening the door, and by opening it, she was greeted by Mira's left arm transformed into her Satan Soul's arm; holding the entire door in it. There were tears flooding down her porcelain skin, her right eye was split by her demonic form's signature crack, that eye hard and cold and the other filled with emotion. Her left leg was clad in Satan Soul's fuchsia skin patterns, the heel on her left foot off setting her balance by a few inches. There was one tattered wing sticking out the right side of her back, and her hair was a combination of her own and the demonic up do of Satan Soul's. Her pink frilly dress had been torn to shreds, leaving whatever wasn't covered by her demonic soul covered by thin strands of her hair that was still obliging to gravity.
She was literally half of Satan Soul and half Mirajane.
Erza's eyes were wide as saucers as she observed the scene in front of her, the still human parts of her friend were struggling to turn into her demon counterpart's.
"Mira … jane …" Erza was slow to speak, mostly because she couldn't quite process what was in front of her. She knew Elfman had great difficulties controlling his takeovers, and it made perfect sense since he was literally trying to control beasts. He learned to compromise with his magic by only taking over the beast's arm, and only recently after the Phantom Lord incident he could completely use the beast soul magic to its full extent. Lisanna had never had an issue, but she was turning into fluffy animals, nothing Erza would ever acknowledge as lethal or threatening.
But this was Mirajane.
The demon Mirajane.
Erza could never recall Mirajane not being able to control her magic since she first learned to. While thinking about it, she was almost a second late in summoning her adamantine shield to block the demon hand's punch. It shattered on contact, shocking Erza completely at the strength of just one demon arm. She hadn't seen Satan Soul in action for years, and she had never fought against it … but was it always this strong?
"You have no idea, Erza! No idea! I watched her die in front of my eyes. I watched my brother throw her through the sky! What's the point of having this magic power if I can't even save my little sister?!" her voice was that of her normal one mixed with her demon one, both of them sounding horribly pained.
"You're one of the most powerful mages I know, even to this day, Mirajane. You have to accept the fact that you couldn't save Lisanna, but it wasn't you who killed her either! This magic inside of you isn't bad, it's you Mirajane, its part of your soul! Stop rejecting it because you couldn't save your little sister, it wasn't your fault!"
"Lisanna .. was … my fault! I couldn't use this stupid magic to save her, so who else would I be able to save?! Erza I couldn't even save my little sister!" now she was fully in Satan Soul's form, tears flooding down her face even though her eyes showed no emotion.
"I couldn't save Jellal either, or Rob. I couldn't save my parents when the child hunters came, and I couldn't save Simon. There are people that you just can't save Mira, you have to accept that. I understand that you're still grieving even years later, as am I for my own losses, but you shouldn't let that affect your path in life. Banishing off your magic won't bring Lisanna back, she wouldn't want that! She looked up to you Mirajane, she wanted to be like you. So continue to use your magic to help people … Lisanna would've wanted that."
"The only reason I used it again was to stop Freed from killing Elfman. I couldn't … I couldn't stand to lose my baby brother too!" she leaned against the wall in the small room and slid down it, burying her face in her knees.
"You did save him, and look at him now. He's able to continue on with life because you helped him when he needed it. Think of all the other people you could help," she waited for Mira to respond, but she just covered her head with her hands. "Not everyone is blessed with magic you know," Erza sat down across from where Mira had slid down the wall. "I don't think rejecting it your whole life is the way to go. So many people wish to have magic, and those who do wish to be more powerful. You're one of the most powerful mages I know, so it'd be a shame to see you hold that part of yourself back for the rest of your life."
"When you have a magic like mine, people tend to fear it. My siblings were the only ones who didn't look at me with fear; they were, and still are, my world. I just don't know what to do. I've kept this form locked up for years, could I really … use it to save people again? To … help people again?" she lifted her head out of her knees, staring at her massive claws while her tears dripped onto them.
"Everyone has their own mountain to climb Mirajane, I know you can help people again," she reached over and grabbed both of Mira's hands in hers, noticing how they were stone cold to the touch. "You never stopped helping people though, you always cheer everybody up and root for everybody, you do everything you possibly can; even for people you hardly know. You can use your magic to help people too, Lisanna always loved to see people smile after she helped them, didn't she?"
"Yeah, she did," Mira appreciated the warmth from Erza's hands squeezing hers, but she didn't want to squeeze back in fear of shattering her bones. "You know, I don't think I've told anyone this … but … Lisanna, she … she was smiling when she died."
"As I would expect of such a lovely young girl," Erza squeezed her hands just a little harder. "I think the best way to honor her memory though is to use your takeover magic to help people. Lisanna loved magic so much, when she saw you were leaving she learned how to take over animals just for you. She wouldn't want you to hide your power, she'd want you to embrace it," she smiled at Mirajane, whose eyes were wide with realization.
"I'm … I'm such a fool," she whispered. "I never should have locked my magic away, I should've tried to face my problems head on. Instead … I ran. I think I was scared that if I tried to use my magic, I wouldn't be able to. That it would fail me like when I tried to save her."
"You're much stronger now though. You're an S-class mage of Fairy Tail, you have to hold your head high. After all, the reputation of the guild is resting on your shoulders," Erza eyed Mira's Fairy Tail mark, which was slightly visible in Satan Soul's takeover.
"I was an S-class mage… Not anymore though," she sighed, the tears finally stopped falling.
"Whoever said your title was revoked?"
"Erza, I haven't gone on a job in years."
"You earned that title, and you have plenty of strength to show for it. I'm sure Master would love to see you taking jobs again, he worries for you."
"I sometimes wonder what would've happened if we never ended up at Fairy Tail, if Lisanna would still be alive … if I wouldn't be able to control my magic. I realized though, I never would've met any of you. I never would've met my family which I love so much."
Erza smiled at Mira's realization, "I've been worried for you too. I'm glad to see you're healing though. It takes years for the pain to go away, I still keep my heart locked in armor after all," she let go of Mira's hands to tap her breast plate. "You're stronger than you think, Mirajane. I wish you'd believe in yourself more."
"I think … I think I'll start trying to move forward again," Mira glowed as her takeover released, leaving her completely naked from her dress being torn apart before. Her long white hair covered her breasts, and her knees were still tucked so nothing was revealed. "Thank you, Erza."
It might seem a little OOC, but hey what fanfiction isn't?
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