Little | Future Jerza

Chapter 18 - Depression And Revenge

"All the old knives that have rusted
in my back, I drive in yours."

– Phaedrus ( Thrace Of Macedonia )

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C h a p t e r⠀XVIII -
⠀D e p r e s s i o n⠀A n d⠀R e v e n g e

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Mental numbness was beginning to fall on everyone who was in the big laboratory room. When the mad man had died, there was a new account that had just been posted, a new account in which everyone could not give a single credence to; however, it was not actually a lie. In the matter of seconds, twisted papers fell out of Landis's pocket as if it was on purpose.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Everyone gasped from what they saw, as the scarlet haired woman lowered her eyebrows even roughly than it was before. "Pictures," she said, and then noticing a woman and a young boy who both had purple hair, were standing beside each other and smiling in the small photo. Erza just caught her thought, having no doubt of who those two people are.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Erza kept talking. "He was married," she said, from Jellal's old question. "It's almost certain, these two people in this photo — son and wife?" She had a glassy stare at her husband, can't actually having weight on the history. It was almost impossible, there was too many questions why it couldn't be possible.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"Why did he do all these things?" Jellal asked, clearing his throat a little. "He had a wife and a son —" Jellal cut himself off, switching his thoughts. "Īe. . . There's about two answers to his history however, if he was actually desperate, the next saying would be his family —" Both his two young children cut him off, only sounding a serious tone in their voice.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"His family is dead," Jeraline and Eric said, inviting theirselves to the conversation. The two siblings both watched their parents and Kagura look at them with their postures slumping slightly, with their mouths slackening. Jeraline took on the lead right after she put her hands to her chin and stared at the ground, tapping her foot.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"Mama, Papa," she said, frantic planning of the event, "I'm guessing that when his family died, he wanted revenge — maybe his wife and his son didn't have a peaceful ending, that's why he switched to the bad side, to reach payback from his family's death. His family could've been the only thing he ever had in life, however, he made the worst decision he could have ever make." Jeraline was able to lift the corners of her lips up, noticing that she sounded like a wise person. She kept up with the the current events happening and she suddenly showed pride for herself, realizing that she was beginning to act like her clever parents.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Eric seemed to be refusing to acknowledge his older sister's wisdom, talking for himself to get some honours as well. "Onēsan should be on the right path," he said, "however, it can be true, it can be not. These people in the picture could be loved ones, but not a wife or son. They could also be sister and brother, although why does the brother have the face of the sister and Landis? Revenge might be their first possibility, but if it was — then why didn't they have a peaceful ending? What happened?" Now, Eric felt like he was at a higher place then his older sister, enjoying on what he said.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Before he could say anything else, Eric saw the slit paper and a note that was placed on it. There were words, writings to be precise, on the paper. The handwriting was messily printed with the hiragana and kanji mixed, but there was also the katakana at the bottom to indicate names. He turned to look, and he didn't hesitate to suddenly picked it up and made everyone's attention caught on him as Eric read on the slit paper.