Fairy tail, Laxus little sister

A trip down memory lane

Marceline's pov

Yesterday was fun. It was nice meeting everybody in the guild and Laxus's friends.

Today it's raining. I look out the window thinking about whether I should tell them or not. They are my blood and deserve to know things, about me and my story. I just don't want to come of as weak or broken. Besides I've not known them that long.

Ugh it's frustrating not knowing what to do.
I mean when I first met them I breifly told them about what my father did but I never whent into detail. I did not tell them about my brother or mother either.

Maybe I should ask them, if they want to know about my past and childhood.
Yeah I think I'll do that.

I put on my yellow raincoat and red rain boots and head out to Magnolia.

I hurry in to the guild hall to escape from the rain and welcome the warm air inside and smell of Mirajanes food. I see Makarov and Laxus sitting at the bar talking and smiling. I fidget a bit with my fingers nervously as I walk up to them.

- Hi, I greet them with a nervous smile. I earn a smile and quick nod back from Laxus.
- Ah good to see you Marceline, my grandfather Makarov says to me.

- I have been thinking, and I'm wondering if you would, perhaps, like to know things about my past? maybe?, I ask never looking neither of them in the eye and I feel a faint blush creeping up and turning my face bright red.

I ask, they look a bit shooked at first but quickly calm down,

- Yes of course, follow me.

Makarov says, he jumps down from his place at the bar and starts walking of, me and Laxus follow quietly behind. We go into Makarovs office. Laxus closes the door behind me and we all sit down.

They look at me and I start telling them my life story basically.

Marceline's past

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I was born into this, I was born into this life, this hell. Everyday is the same.

Wake up, eat breakfast, go through hell, sleep, repeat. I hate this but not as much as Jackson does. My twin brother, who was born into this hell a minute before me.

At the age of five we can hardly keep up with the torture our father, Ivan, is putting us through. He is pulsating magic into us to make us stronger, he is determined to have us as his personal warriors against his enemy's.

When we are put into the chair and they start making us take in all that magic power. It feels like I'm burning, like I'm being burnt alive. When we were younger we used to beg my father  and mother to stop and help us, but our father would only laugh and our mother would simply turn away. Until one day, our crying and begging finally hit her to hard and she tried to help us, she couldn't bear to watch us suffer so anymore, the guilt overtook her.But before she could save us Ivan killed her right in front of us. He didn't use his magic instead he beat her to death, first with his hands but then he grabbed a metal pipe. I have never seen so much blood.
The following day, as punishment for thinking, beliving and for wanting to escape and for being so selfish, he ordered one of his little scientist to cut us open and remove one of our kidney's. After all we Did not need both to survive. We Did not get any anaestheic, we were not put to sleep. We were awake the whole time, bound to a table. Screaming, crying and begging for them to stop. When we thought that we were finally going to pass out because of the pain our father cast a spell that would wake us right up again.

That night we started training, we trained everyday until we could do enough magic to escape. I remember the face Jackson made when I first maneged to summon a big warrior spirite, or the face I made when he could control the shadows around him to make copies of himself or sharp object.  We trained for 4 years straight.

When we turned 11 we feelt that we were strong enough, so we made up a plan and we maneged to escape. We lived in the woods, surviving on our own for about 2 month before Ivan found us. We faught him and his army for hours. We had taken everybody out, only Ivan was left. He cast a death spell for me, but Jackson jumpt infront and died.

As I realised my brother was dead, Ivan casted a spell which sent me and Jacksons body to a universe called Ooo. I lived there until about 6 month ago. I have wonderful friends who helped me grieve the lost of my brother.

As I finished my story and looked up from my hands, they both looked furious and before I could ask what they where angry about they sprung up from their seats and gave me a thight hug.
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I am sorry that I have not updated the story in such a long time, I Will make sure that the next update does not take as long as this one. Hope you enjoyed it.
I am going to start writing a new story, but don't you worry I Will keep writing on this one as well, I thought it Will be one with the originals since I belive there a far to few fanfics with Elijah Mikaelson or it Will be with Game of Thrones with either Tywin Lannister or Thoros of Myr. Haven't quite made my mind up yet but if you come across this and you like one of the show please read my fanfics it is fun. I also have one out,not finished, with Kuroshitsuji please read :)