Fairy Tail Fanfic: Juniper's Past

The Same Face

Helloooo! Is this going to save? IT FUCKING BETTER.

Woah, Ella. Deep breaths. Calm down.

Excuse my French, but literally nothing would save for the longest time and it was very frustrating. But everything is going to be fine now because this stuff that I'm writing right now is going to save. It has to and IT WILL.

Anyway, I'm back! Updates have been going slow and I don't think I'll be able to do the two week update thing I was doing before because school is just super stressful and I was in a pretty bad place for a while. But now, I'm picking up my feet and deciding that I need to actually finish what I gosh diddaly darn started.

I left the last chapter in a bit of a cliffhanger, so I hope you guys are excited for this one!

Disclaimer: Nope nope nopeity nope. I don't own Fairy Tail, only my OCs.

Okay, Ella, it's time to stop talking and start actually giving the people what they want.

Here's the next chapter. I hope you like it!

(P.S. spoilers from the anime man)

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Juniper's POV

I...I don't understand.

Why?

Why is he here?

Mystogan, the man that once knew me best. The man that knows my memories, but won't tell. The man that looks at me with such grief, that I start to cry.

Of all the places in the world...why did it have to be here?

Before I realized it, Mystogan stepped out of the darkness and stood face to face with me. My instincts told me to back away, but I stood my ground. It just felt right.

That was until he punched me in the gut.

Hard.

My feet skidded on the concrete floor as I winced in pain.

"W-what are you doing?! Mystogan, it's me!" I coughed.

The blue haired man strode over to me, making his footsteps loud and clear. When he finally made his way toward me, I peeked my head up. All I saw was the face of evil and resentment. His eyes glared at me with such force that I sulked away.

This man was not Mystogan. It couldn't be him. The Mystogan I knew was kind and looked at me with guilt like he'd done something wrong. But this man...

This man radiated hatred.

"...Who are you?" I asked with caution.

A sly and broken smile spread across his face as though my fear and my pain amused him.

"It seems like you already know, my dear," he said in the voice I could only recognize as Mystogan's.

I struggled to stand up with the mysterious man leering over me.

"I...I do not."

With what seemed like very little of his true strength, he pushed me against the wall. Glass shards pierced my bare feet as I cried out in pain and surprise. The man leaned in close to my face and whispered, "Are you here to try to stop me? Have you come to 'foil my plans'?"

"W-what are-"

"Do you really think you can pause the resurrection of Zeref?"

The music that had ceased when I entered this eerie room started up again as if it was triggered by "Zeref". The name seemed rather familiar and my head hurt trying to remember. I knew it was extremely important, but the music kept distracting me. It grew louder and louder into my ears.