Juvia X Reader

Pent Up Rage: The Voice Within

"Why?! Why doesn't she remember me?!" You threw a chair against the wall now, shattering it. It had been a few hours since you had gotten back, Caxin out finding what he could about your father. Leaving you to burn with rage as the love of your life didn't even recognize you. "I was her only friend then and she tosses me aside?! For some stripping ice wielding pervert who doesn't like her back?!" Hitting the wall you felt a vibration echo through your body and soul. Pulling out the Sigil Stone now you watched as it eerily glowed blood red. "What like you have a goddamn answer?!" Angrily you threw it now, only for it to stop midair. "The hell?" Your anger forgotten for the moment you stepped to it, about to grab it when you felt a blow to the back of your head.

Groaning in pain you struggled to open your eyes. "Your anger builds, but you do not act. A fool you are, spawn of Dovahkin." Looking up now you saw nothing but the void, save for a single figure, standing over you. In every way possible the figure was you, aside from the fact his eyes had crosses in them, and he had a scar over his right eye. "Look what has become of you, so set upon finding your father you do not try to gain the girls heart back in your favor. Your heart beats for her and now you do nothing but shatter chairs. Why not fight for her love, prove you are the man she deserves, and not the boy." Groaning you managed to prop yourself up, your body feeling like lead in the void. "Who are you." You muttered softly, your eyes meeting his as he stepped forth, his boot on your chest now. "I am what has, and will, keep us alive. Your aching heart does not wish to do harm, seeking a void to be filled with warmth and kindness. Blood and hatred should fill them, for those are all that lay before us when you will find him." Scenes flashed in your eyes now. Juvia on the ground crying as you raised a sword to strike her, Caxin laying still with a slashed throat. "No, stop it." They grew worse, the figures eyes your own as you slashed open Grays chest before Juvia could stop you. "Know what you will become. Seek not love, seek wealth and bloodshed." Lastly, you stood over your father's grave, weeping in the rain. The inscription difficult to read, but your wailing made it clear. "I trusted you all to help me find him. And because I helped you, he died before I could ever know him!" The vision ended as you swung your blade at Caxin and Juvia.

You sat up in a heartbeat. Panting as you held your head in your hands. "That...that was a dream. It must have been." The pain, the killing. It was all a bad dream, it had to be. There was no way something that dark, could be you.