"You're a disgrace to us." He said with fury in his eyes. I had gotten used to this a long time ago, yet I still can't bring myself to not feel sad about it. One who was born cursed with black magic will obviously become an outcast. People are always afraid of what they don't understand. They go into denial. The fear turns to hatred eventually. This world is cursed with hatred.

"How can you live with yourself! You killed her!" He screamed at me. I felt a tear escape. I hadn't tried to do anything wrong! I surely cannot be blamed for things out of my control, can I? It seems the man I once called my father doesn't understand that.

"You're no child of mine!" He shrieked as he tossed me into a corner of the room. I crumpled into a pile on the floor. His words echoed in my head and drowned out the pain, replacing it with a new one. Staring at the ceiling, I tried to sort it out. If he doesn't care, if he doesn't even consider me as human. . . then I shouldn't care for him as well. . . right?

Equality, equality. If I shouldn't care, then it shouldn't matter. . . right?

Yes. In fact, If one human can be so cruel, surely all humans are cruel inside. . . right?

Of course, so, if all humans are like that, then it shouldn't matter if they disappear. . . right?

Absolutely.

I dragged myself out of the corner, now feeling a dull ache running throughout my body. I ignored it as I limped out of the room, black robes dragging behind me.

I carefully navigated the familiar dark halls of my 'home' as I went towards the man's room. Then, I slowly opened the door. He was asleep. A small sliver of light poured into the otherwise dark room as I trudged towards him. I lifted my arm up towards the sleeping man, and clenched my small hand into a fist.

Feeling the familiar jolt of my magic flowing through me, I let the black magic destroy the man, leaving an empty shell and blood on the walls. I smiled to myself as I gripped my shoulders with my now blood-stained hands. "It's over. . . "

I had no regrets. In fact, I felt wonderful! I wiped some blood from my face and black hair, it felt sticky. After deciding what to do, I left the house.

I feel magnificent.

I walked through a new town after a couple weeks of traveling. People looked at the little boy clad in black strangely, but I paid it no mind as I walked through to find a place to live here. I looked at the passerby's, mothers and children, old men, worksman, merchants. They're all terrible on the inside, no difference.

"Murderer!Murderer! Murderer at large in the area! Hide! Run! He's coming eventually! Dozens of people reported dead on side roads and in forests! Started on May 15th, x311! Hurry! Escape!" I heard a man screaming. Many people were running around like the repulsive vulcans, gathering things for 'escape'. They're all just thinking in their own interest. They'll abandon eachother. I hung my head low and continued walking, then heard screams. I peeked my head into an alley and saw a couple men cornering a peasant girl. I walked in the alley.

"Hello." I said casually. The men snickered. I cringed and raised my arm, letting a Death Orb fly towards the men. They all screamed as they fell to the ground, never to live again. I looked at the peasant girl, then turned away to leave.

"You know, it's not very friendly to kill people," She said with a sigh as she stepped over the corpses. I cracked a small smile.

"My name's Mavis. Mavis Vermillion. Nice to meet you," She said cheerfully. I marveled at her calm nature.

"Hey. . . where's your parents?" She asked. I clenched my fists, ready to kill this girl.

"Hey! I didn't mean any harm! If you have nowhere to go. . . then come with me!"

I sighed. Maybe it would be interesting?

"Mavis? Where are we going?" I asked her, I had stayed with her for a couple months, slowly learning that maybe not everyone is too terrible. Maybe.

"To meet someone! You'll like her! She'll be watching over you from now on. To make sure you don't kill anyone."

I pouted, I didn't need anyone.

"She's probably annoying, or mean!" I said angrily as I crossed my arms. Mavis just giggled. I scowled and looked away. I've decided, if this girl is annoying, I'll kill her! Solutions!

"We're here!" Mavis said excitedly. I looked ahead, we were standing in front of a cottage in the woods. The house was swarmed with overgrown plants and flowers were surrounding the area. It looked fairy homey actually.

"I'll be right back," Mavis said as she entered the cottage. I frowned, but stood my ground as I waited patiently. Not long after, the door slowly slid open, revealing a young girl who looked to be around my age. She had blonde hair that went to her chest and was wearing a pure white dress. When she saw me, she smiled widely, innocently. I felt heat rush to my cheeks, damn hormones. The qirl stretched out her hand to meet mine, which I reluctantly stuck out.

"Hello! I'm Lucy Vermillion, a friend of Mavis. Nice to meet you!" She said with a high, yet sweet voice. It sounded like music to my ears. Rather different than the usual tune of screams. I inspected her closely. Chocolate brown eyes, a heart-shaped face, beautiful clothing. She was the image of an angel. I became intimidated by her. She was too pure. She probably is conceited or selfish inside.

"Hello." I said curtly. Common courtesy, right? Her lips turned into a small frowm. I realized I hated the look of it on her face. She then smiled again, thank god.

"Hey, you don't have to be such a sourpuss! If I'm going to look after you then we should be friends!" She said as she grabbed my hands in hers. I blushed slightly and looked away at Mavis. I immediately glared at her. I didn't need someone to watch me!

"Now Lucy, you have to take care of him. Make sure his magic doesn't go out of hand!" She said in an all-too-cheerful tone. I mentally scowled as she walked away. Wuss!

"So Mavis says your name is Zeref? Do you have a last name?" She asked. I looked towards the ground, angrily surpressing memories.

"I don't want to share a name with my parents." I said, sounding a bit too angry. I flinched, thinking she'd leave. To my surprise, her eyes lit up.

"Then you'll be a Vermillion! That's what happened when Mavis took me in!" She sang. I smiled slightly at the idea.

"Come on! Mavis will be home soon!" She said as she dragged me away.

I growled as I shot out of my slumber. I fervently looked around. She wasn't here.

Of course she isn't. . .

I felt tears prick my eyes. The memory of the blond fresh in my mind. A face I hadn't seen in about four hundred years.

"Lucy. . . why'd you leave me alone?" I asked to no-one in particular. I let the tears fall as I glanced at the white sash adorning my black clothing. "It could have been different if you weren't so damn kind!" I screamed as I gripped the piece of cloth. I let my anger surge. I felt the area around me decay. I instantly felt regret.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. . . Lucy. . . I miss you."

In this chapter you should know whats going on by the end. You'll understand more as chapters continue! Now switching POV's to a certain black-haired death mage! Sorry for the wait!