A/N: Dark: Jerza now.
Light: Okay.
Both: R&R and enjoy!
"Protect the children!"
"Run!"
"Get away from me!"
Erza woke up with a start. She could cry if she had enough tears left in her, but she had already cried away all her tears. She rubbed her eye on instinct only to remember that one was gone. She closed her eye in the pain of her emotion as she sat on the lonely beach in nothing but a tattered dress that she had been wearing for years.
Her village had been burned only to have its people put to work in the Tower of Heaven. Jellal had been corrupted with evil, and it was her fault. If only she had been stronger, maybe she could have…
"Don't think that way, child," said a man. Erza looked up to see the owner of that voice.
"Don't leave…" she said as she fell asleep.
XxX
Three. Three months had she been traveling in search of the mage guild "Fairy Tail," and now she was finally here.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail, child," said a familiar voice. Erza turned to see that same man from before. "Welcome home…"
Home…
This was her new home…right? There were children her age here just like the Tower of Heaven. But these children were happy. They were playing and laughing. Yes, this was the home she had always wanted.
XxX
"What color do you want you guild stamp to be?" asked the guild master, Makarov.
"Blue," Erza replied. "Yes, blue. Like Jellal's hair. That way I will never forget him…"
