Flares of passion

“One day I shall return, and when that day comes you shall help me kill a certain man.”

After Deimos left, Flare wondered around until she stumbled upon Raven Tail’s guild. Master Ivan gave her food, shelter, but most importantly he gave her a purpose; to destroy Fairy Tail. Everything was perfect for Flare, well almost everything; Ivan’s methods of drilling the new recruits consisted on daily beatings, torture and humiliations. The day Master Ivan considered her loyal enough to be a part of his guild he ordered his second in command, the same man who constantly beat her into submission, to give her the Raven Tail mark. Flare cringed as she recalled the red hot iron burning her upper right breast, marking her as a mage of Raven Tail. That day she started hiding it all beneath a mask of craziness; never again would she depend on others.

For years she prepared herself for the day her Master would finally unleash them upon the fairies, but as luck would have it the majority of the Fairy guild disappeared for seven years. When news reached Ivan about their return, a now 21 year old Flare was given the order to destroy them. It was all going fine, but then pinkie came along, messing with her mind.