Chapter 5! Haha, this'll be longer than I thought. Again I say this was a story for my gf and then it sort of became more because I just took snippets of the originally M story that had a lot of tones from our rp and modified it to be K+ and more understandable. It'll lack some details because it is supposed to be a context of this happened before the anime/manga, and it will later mention events that happened. However, I do not plan to go into too much detail, because that'll be annoying and I just want to keep posting stuff instead of having to go back and fact check myself. It'll be brief, seeming more series of one-shot-esque, but it'll be a story with angst and fluff.

Erza's POV

One year after Erza was taken (Lucy 6, Erza 8)

I sit in my cell at the tower of paradise. I've been here for months, possibly a year. They've beat me, tortured me and worked me till the point to where I collapse from exhaustion. They've taught me that to forget my past. I remember only fragments...my mom...my dad...they're dead. I was in love with a girl but….fear has kept me from remembering her. I try to picture her face everyday as I try to sleep but...it keeps getting harder and harder to picture. She had brown eyes...no blue? That can't be right. Her name was Layla? No...that's her mother's name, I think she loved to read and write. Not much to remember, saying I was betrothed to her.

I can feel Jellal's eyes on me. I know he's worried. He's been able to cling to his past, everyone has. I just...can't. It's like they don't want me to remember it. When I cry about it they beat me. It brings me pain now to think of her. Hell, I even have been stripped of my real name. Erza Scarlet. Erza Flora died the day they took me and all that's left is the slave. Not a noble, but a little twerp that does the hard work for a cult.

He strokes my hair and holds me. As my memory of her fades I feel my feelings of him grow. At first it scared me but now it just...makes me curious. I like girls, I love girls. He's just...something to hold on to. That's what we all need in this prison.

I never talk about my past, what I remember at least. The cult doesn't believe homosexuality as good so I'm scared of telling anyone. What if they told the guards or the guards overheard me? I'd be in so much trouble.

"Erza," Jellal says, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Have they really wiped you of your past?"

"Mostly, have your memories stuck?" I whisper.

"Mm-hm." He looks at me, his lips curled in a warm smile. "I'm sure one day you'll get them back." His lips press to my forehead.

I feel a memory creep up on. Soft, pink, tiny lips. They were pressed against mine. My first kiss was with the girl. I smile at the memory. "I think so."

One day I hope to remember her fully. Once I do, I'm going to find her and finally marry her.

Lucy's POV

Eight Years After Erza's gone missing: Lucy's age: 14 and Erza's: 16

It's confusing to me how a man could change so much. It's been years since I've lost Erza and since my mother had passed. I tried to stay happy and make my father happy. He became more engrossed by the business as if that was all he had. I wasn't his daughter anymore, I was something to see off to the highest bidder. He's tried to get me engaged to several men, some more than double my age. No women. He's given up on that.

I know he loves me but I feel he just doesn't care anymore. I just feel like a burden, a pest to him. He calls me one whenever I try to speak to him. He works, he travels, he speaks to the father's of boys in who I am forced to get to know. They ask me of my past and when I get to my childhood where Erza was part of it they tell their father they refuse to marry me. After it happening by accident the first few times it became my escape plan. I'd tell them at one point and it usually turned them off to the idea of being with me. It if didn't, them presuming that I took to both genders I'd try to be kind and tell them that I just wouldn't be able to be with him because of my attractions. That doesn't work I end up losing my quiet little cover up and when I show my true colors, basically becoming something more than a floor mat, they tell their fathers it's a no go. Boys have more saying in this than women. Men are what their fathers wanted. Women are what their fathers have to get rid of and work to get profit with.

My father never wanted me to learn magic but I've made contracts with the spirits my mother gave me. Bero's been such a help.

I know what I want to be. A mage. I remember this one day where I went to visit my father, taking a carriage. The horses went renegade. I was completely terrified. Then this woman helped me. She had an odd mark on her hand. It was pink and sort of looked like a flame. I guess it was supposed to be like a fairy. What Spetto told me, it being a guild mark from the guild Fairy Tail it made more sense for it to be a fairy.

But there is one thing that makes me feel so drawn to that guild.

Their poster child, their pride, their strongest female mage. They called her the Titania. A woman with blood red hair.

The woman was named Erza Scarlet, but I couldn't help but pray it could possibly be my love. I just wanted to see her somehow. It was unlikely but Erza is not a very common name and scarlet hair is even rarer when natural. I just wanted to see.

I still loved her. Every day she fell into my head. Every little detail stuck in my head like it was engraved into my mind. My mind aged her as I did. I couldn't accept the fact she died. I just couldn't. She most likely was dead, but I couldn't stand to just think the girl who stole my heart was gone forever.

I want to find her, but I can't if I'm stuck in this mansion like a sort of princess in a castle. I can't wait for my knight to sweep me away, I have to find her.

I feel Fairy Tail and freedom itself is the key to so.

Erza's POV (At age 14) (I will be jumping around. Not all of the parts in a single chapter will be exactly chronological)

Three years. I been a member of Fairy Tail for three years. I only came here because of Grandpa Rob. That guild mark on his back...the last thing I saw of him before he vanished.

I took to my family's magic. The knight. I kept the name, Erza Scarlet. Felt that I had no right to be Erza Flora anymore. I wanted to start fresh anyway and almost everyone knew the name Flora. They knew the tragedy. They'd know my story. I don't want anymore to know. Ever. I want to be locked away. I want to be hidden. I don't want to remember my past anymore. It just caused me pain. It made me want to be alone. Being around others just made it harder to think of them. I cried over my losses. I cried for my family, my old friends and her. I cried over them all when I was alone.

Then I stopped. I was caught crying by a boy in my guild, Gray. I said I liked to be alone, and he asked if I was happy to be alone then why did I cry. I guess he was right. I shouldn't just cry about it. So I took to the armor I wore and put some on my weak and shattered heart, and I cried on the inside instead of the outside.

I liked it in Fairy Tail. It was a family. The master reminded me of my father in a way, how his words were wise yet his personality playful. I had enemies, that was a given. Still we were a family. I was always grateful to the master for taking me in and giving me something I could never repay. So whenever someone was out of line, I'd put them back in their place so they didn't make him and the guild look bad. Okay...I guess I get out of line, but I can't help it. People trigger something in me. Like I have to prove myself, protect something or they just flat out anger me. It's an impulse nowadays and sometimes I take it too far because I just have never gotten used to be being so strong. It was like I couldn't stand on my own two feet on one second and the next I was a one person army.

I became like the women before me, but I was a late bloomer. Most of the women in my old family got it as young as four, but I didn't get it until eleven. It angers me...

Where was all this when I was being taken away? When I needed it most...

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-She Fell For Fiction