Flares of passion

Natan was filled with rage as he listened to Lucy, first Yukino and now Flare, what gave these assholes the right to treat their teammates like that? Not wasting time, Natan ran outside to catch up with Flare, leaving a dumbstruck Lucy and Gray behind.

“Why didn’t I see it sooner” Natan berated himself “Her expression…Flare’s cheerful expression is fake! She is always crying behind it”

“Seriously, what’s up with torch: Isn’t one new member enough?” Gray thought as he watched him leave.

Flare felt the familiar sting of tears threatening to break loose but she willed them to stop, she was not a weak girl anymore, she was Flare Corona! Member of Raven Tail! She was not about to cry anymore for that damn slayer!

If Lord Deimos could see her now, the man that welcomed her to the world of magic, he would be ashamed of her. Thinking of her mentor brought up memories from her past:

Her first years were hell, trying to living on what she could scrap not knowing when was her next meal. That changed one day when she was approached by a strange man, he offered her the chance of using magic and she quickly agreed. The man identified as Lord Deimos gave her the power she would need to survive on this harsh world she was born into; for the next few months the seven year old Flare was taught how to use her new magic by Deimos until the day came where he had to leave, a teary Flare begged him to take her with him, he being the closest she had to a father, but he refused to do so. Before he left he told her what he wanted in return for the gift he gave her: