Fairy tail Natsu x OC

Chapter 2 ~ Past saviour

-your POV-

Both Gray and I raced toward the tower, once I entered the door I started to make my way up the stairs but I heard a groan from behind me. I stoped and looked back to see Gray stuck outside, an enchantment keeping him out.
"What the hell?" We both say simultaneously.
"Go get Fried or Levy. I'll go try and get him out" I order and continue to run up the stairs, he does as I say.

Once reaching the top again I take a deep breath, instead of seeing Natsu this time my view is blocked by a man.
"Who are you?" My voice cold as ice.
"I see you and your friends have defeated my guilds wizards, you are truly a force to be reckoned with" the stranger replies in a sickly tone.
"I'll say it again, Who are you?!" I'm getting a little ticked off.
"It saddens me that you don't know who I am my dear. I thought you of all people you would recognise me." He replies
"ANSWER ME!!" I scream.
Suddenly he jumps forward standing only centimetres away from my face.
"You don't even recognise your father" he replies, voice dark and evil. Before I can reply he hits me with a magic attack and sends me flying into the solid brick wall, my crushed ribs are getting a pummelling today.

All of my childhood, ruined because of him, my village destroyed, now he's standing right in front of me, expecting to know him! He changed so much I don't think I could recognise him, ever.

I slowly pull myself out of the wall and get up, once I was on my feet I ran at him full speed, hitting him as hard as I could with a fist of water.
"My turn" I whisper. He goes flying rolling along the floor, tumbling around before slowly sliding to a stop. He got up and we continued to fight. I was exhausted and sore, bleeding from all over, but I couldn't give up. After a few more attacks he pushes me to the floor and stands on my stomach, directly over my wound and presses down. A blood curdling scream escapes my lips as he crushes my ice bandage, kicking me directly in the wound. I shudder in pain as a blood pool stars to form around me.
I look up to the once blue sky, now filled with dark clouds. My body feels numb as my vision starts to go blurry. I single rain drop falls from the sky. It's like the sky is crying. Crying? I lift my shaking hand to my face and feel warm, wet tears falling from my eyes. A small smile forms on my face but it doesn't last long though before I hear a sickening laugh.
"Why are you happy?! You're laying on your death bed and yet you are smiling!? I know. Because you are happy I'm going to show all of your friends your pain and suffering! They can wallow in pity for you!!" He screams.
"N-no! You c-cant!! Don-nt do thi-this! Please" I stutter, my vision slowly coming back. He starts to make a magic enchantment.
"PLEASE NOOOOOOO!!!" I cry out.

~in the past~
Silence.
Again.
Then an image appears around me. Little did I know this was happening to every one of my fellow comrades too.
It's me, as a little child. I look so happy. This must be my memories. If I remember correctly this is my fifth birthday, I shared a room with my twin sister Miyako, our mother made us breakfast that day, it was an egg roll, our favourite!
My sister and I were running down the long hall of our home to our brothers bedrooms, knocking on their doors to wake them up. Our older brother Satoshi opens the door and looks down at us with a big smile on his face.
"Happy birthday you guys! How does it feel to be big five year olds?" He was always so kind to us. He bends down and hugs the two of us, he quickly picks both of us up and spin us around in his arms then runs down to the living room. Screams, giggles and squeals of excitement echo through the house, we were so happy that day. Pictures of my sister and myself hugging my mother, father, grandmother, brothers Satoshi,  Takashi, and sister Akari. Little did the five year old me know that soon the happiness would soon end. The picture changes to me and my brother Takashi, a week before I turned 7. I remember this, this is the night when dad leaves. We are walking back from the shops with a bag of groceries. When we get inside we go and put away the food and go to find the others, but our search was paused by the sound of a screaming argument. Things were being smashed and mother was crying, father was yelling, I was terrified.