"Hello there, brother."

   My heart dropped. It was obvious who it was.

   "W-where am I?" Jellal whispered in my ear, and I was really glad; he was once again, sober. And at the perfect time.

   "Oh-ho-ho. Don't remember your twin-brother? I've been seeing your girlfriend for quite a while, now. Didn't she care to mention you?"

   I froze. Mystogan was twisting up reality; making it seem like I had wanted to meet him, all this time. I was sure that Jellal was struck by these words. He dropped me and stood by.

   "You and I both know the truth, Mystogan," I spoke, getting to my feet. My voice was eerily calm. Then I knew: I was mad. Beyond mad, actually.

   "Yes - yes we do." Mystogan took a threatening step towards me. "Your lips look fine, today, Sugar."

   My eyes were gleaming in the dark, reflecting the light of the moon. It was very cliché that it was a night of a full-moon, today.

   "I've been after you since the day I found out a treacherous secret about you." he smirked, as Jellal took a step towards me, now knowing the truth, "A secret that you - brother, dear - will hate to know."

   Jellal growled slightly, then spoke, "The only brother I ever had was a man named Siegrain - and he died several years ago. When our parents were killed by the Belserions."

   What?! That- that isn't the secret... Is that true? And the name: Siegrain, I-

"Yes, yes." Mystogan's face was still covered by a mask, "I am Siegrain. I'm sorry for not talking to you all these years, Jellal." very slowly, he untied the mask covering his face, and let it fall to the ground.

   That's not the only thing that's going to fall.

   "Now. I'm sure that you remember the mark - the mark left on our parents' bodies after they were murdered by the Belserions?"

   Jellal let out a gasp of pain, "Very, very clearly." then sighed, "like it happened yesterday."

   The mark... no!

   Mystogan- Siegrain's face contorted in sinister laughter, "Then, how about I show it to you today, Jellal? It's been here all this time, right in front of your very eyes."

   Before I could stop him, Siegrain ripped my shirt off, and I struggled to cover my chest, so I was decent in front of the two men.

   Is decency really important, right now, Erza?

   Jellal's, usually mischievous, green-eyes darkened, as he scanned the exposed skin, where a mark was burned into, "N-no... Erza. How?"

   I couldn't speak. My tongue was tied, twisted and bound to the roof of my mouth; I regretted not speaking, but I just couldn't. My heart raced in my chest, and my grip around my private area tightened. Then, it released itself.

   "I-I'm sorry, Jellal. My name, by birth, is Erza Belserion. My mother is Irene. Irene Belserion."

   As quick as a flash, Siegrain unsheathed the silver dagger he had been brandishing a couple minutes ago and swung it. I couldn't let it hit Jellal, not after he knows.

   I put myself in front of the dagger.

Searing pain cut at my stomach, as I released my arms from where they were, so I could clutch my wound.

"Erza! No... I don't care If you're a Belserion, I won't let you die!" Jellal gripped my shoulders frantically and attempted to lift me up.

"That's not all, big brother." Siegrain hissed, almost like a robot.

Here's the secret. The one I've been hiding all this time.

"She used to be my girlfriend."

   Darkness engulfed my eyes, purple spots dancing on my irises. I keeled over and fell on my stomach.

   The pain grew to an extent that I believed acid was being splashed on to my wound. Even with my eyes closed, the black of the underside of my eyelids swirled; like a tornado of dread and despair.

I blacked out.

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