This is my first ever fan fiction and it has been a really long time since I have written anything at all. I have been playing with this idea for awhile and reading a lot of fan fiction on here. I ran out of material so I thought I would give my own story a try. I hope you like it. I will try to update on a regular basis based on the comments.
I do not own the characters of Fairy Tail. This story is only for enjoyment purposes. Enjoy.
Darkness, that was all she knew anymore. The dark and the cold. The chains around her wrists and ankles chafed her skin. She didn't know how much time had passed. She had long since stopped fighting the chains. Her body ached, scratches and scars marred her skin. She couldn't seem to remember what they were from. She didn't remember her name. She clutched herself tighter. Maybe she was dead. Maybe this was hell. Something in her mind retaliated against that thought. The last spark of resistance. It was there, the defiance, just dormant. She wasn't even sure what she should be fighting against anymore. Everything seemed so fuzzy.
She watched a small light begin to shine far away. Instinctively she moved into the corner as if to try and hide in her small cell. The light came closer and she covered her eyes from it. It was not a bright light to most people but to her it was the sun.
"Good morning love." A kind voice said through the cell. She shivered, yet she could not recall the voice. Clanking began as he twisted a key into the cell door and opened it. He kept the lamp he held behind him as he approached. As though he knew she needed to adjust to the light. He hunched down in front of her. "I am sorry for all this" he pointed to the chains on her. "We needed time for you to adjust again after we saved you."
"Saved me?" She looked at his eyes. She felt a strange pull that her mind was trying desperately to resist. "Saved me from what?"
"From the people who did this to you." He touched her arms gently. "You are a member of our guild. We rescued you from an ether lacrima about a week ago." But your magic was so volatile that we had to restrain it. You fought against us so we had to put you here instead of in the medical wing."
The strange pull came again as she tried to process what he was saying. He continued as he looked into her eyes. "A rival guild took you some time ago. We have spent all this time searching for you. They wanted to use your magic as a weapon."
Whispers started to come back. She remembered hearing people far away from her talking about her magic. She looked at her hands. She somehow remembered how to wield it perfectly, even if she remembered nothing else. "Do you know why I can't remember anything?"
The young man cocked his head at her. "Probably the lacrima and ether. It may come back to you. What do you remember? Do you remember me?" He pulled her hands into his, his eyes almost pleading with her. She felt bad for not remembering. He must be important to her.
"I think I remember my magic. But I can't seem to make it work." Other than that, just this place. I don't even know my name.
He pointed to the chains. Those chains hold back your magic. They are called seal stones. If you promise not to hurt me I can take them off."
"I tried to hurt you?" he nodded. "I'm sorry I don't know why I would have. I promise I won't"
"You were very confused. I am not sure if they have a mage who can manipulate memories or not, but you thought I was the enemy. He paused and gripped her hand as he moved to unchain her. "That hurt worse than the spell you threw at me."
"We are close?" He unchained her wrists and rubbed at the skin that they covered.
"We're a couple." He whispered into her hands. He sighed and moved to her ankles. "When I get my hands on them I will make them pay for what they did to you."
The moment the last chain came off she felt a surge of energy course through her. The air around them began to light up and she felt the tingling sensation in the air as her magic tried to heal her wounds. She sighed in relief. It was like having a sense taken away and getting it back. As the air began to glow around them she did gain another sense back. She could see everything around her. She looked at the young man before her as he stood up and held his hand out to her. He was handsome in many ways. He had blonde hair and green eyes. He was tall and well built. About a foot taller than her. "Tell me your name please."
"Nicholai. But everyone calls me Nico." He lifted her up off the floor and brought an arm around her. She noticed then the mark on his forearm. She looked at hers in the same location. It seemed wrong to her, but she couldn't explain why. "We have matching marks"
"We are in the same guild. Raven's Tail."
Again, the name seemed wrong. She grabbed her head in frustration and Nico wrapped an arm around her. "Don't try to force it love. It will come in time." He kissed her cheek and pulled her close while leading her out of the tunnel. The lights moved around her following her every move. Healing the wounds that were fresh. "The master has already left, but he wanted to make sure you are ready to help us"
"Help? Help with what?"
He had his arm around her. Vaguely a part of her mind recognized he always kept contact with her. We're a couple she tried to reassure herself but her mind resisted the idea. It seemed wrong, off. "We're heading to Crocus for the Grand Magic Games. It is the first year we will be allowed to compete again after the stunt Fairy Tail pulled last time.
"Fairy Tail.." now that was a name that seemed to fit better. She looked at her forearm again, at the black guild mark there. A flash of memory when a different mark was there. One that was yellow like lightning.
Nicholai stopped and looked at her. He put his arms around her making sure he's touching skin "Does that bring back bad memories, thinking of them?"
Say nothing she shook her head. "I don't know the name. Should I"
"They have been a rival guild of ours." She felt his hands clench behind her neck. "They did this to you."
She frowned. That doesn't seem right "if they stopped me why are we going after them? Clearly I am no match for them." She looked down at herself. Clenching and unclenching her fists. Letting her magic flow through her.
Nicholai lifted her chin up so he was looking into her eyes once more. "That's not it. They tricked you. They manipulated you. It was the only way they could stop someone like you."
She watched him carefully. It felt almost like a power struggle. Her soul magic was arguing with her thoughts. Her brain believed what he said, but her soul argued it was all wrong.
"Let's go to the courtyard. Try out your magic. See what spells you are able to remember. Maybe things will become clearer."
She nodded. If anything the break from contact may help. Not to mention she always felt more at peace with her magic coursing freely. She could remember that much. He led her up some steps holding her hand. She blinked when she was out in the real light. She covered her eyes with the arm Nico wasn't holding. There were others in the courtyard. She looked over to Nicholai, who simply stood next to her as she adjusted. But it was not the light she was adjusting to. It was looking at the souls of her "teammates" blackness swirled around each of them. Their auras dark and dangerous. Your friends were bright like the sun above us. Different colors of the rainbow. She felt that strange pull then she could not see the souls anymore.
"Well well look who came out to play." A small purple man said. Beside him was a taller man with snake-like features. Corruption magic. While in most cases magic was simply wielded by mages, if used incorrectly it could disfigure the wizard. "Hopefully she will put up a better showing than flare did"
"Guys welcome back Reaper. She seems disoriented and she has forgotten that we are her guild mates make sure that you welcome her." He emphasized the guild mates part a bit too much.
The small purple man nodded. "Welcome back to the land off the living reaper"
"We are almost ready to go. We have been in contact with our allies for the games. They will be arriving with the master.
"Good. Now Reaper. Go ahead and show us what you remember." Nicholai released her from his touch. "We want to use your soul magic as a trump card so stick to the other spells you know."
She nodded. Time to do what she did best.