Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters; that right belongs to Hiro Mashima.
He should have listened when he had been warned. But no, he thought he could do it with no problems. And now he had a fucking mess on his goddamn hands, and to make shit worse no way to explain it to his eldest brother, Mard Geer. Of course, that didn't include the crap he'd be getting from his other brothers and sisters, one of whom was more than slightly obsessed with him. Nope, he lived in hell, he was well aware of what the punishments were. But this, this was going to be on another level altogether.
Looking down at the summoning circle he had practiced drawing over and over, again and again, until it was perfect. Memorizing the exact pronunciation of the incantation to summon him his own hellish minion to serve him now that he was old enough to do so. And what he got was supposedly what would help him grow in power and dominate anyone who tried to invade his little piece of hell.
A soft groan came from the mass of limbs covered in pale pink flesh, that had very mild muscle tone to it. His visible eyebrow jumping up on his forehead when the 'thing' he summoned rolled over revealing what exactly he had summoned. Causing him to snarl in anger. There was just no fucking way that a pathetic, weak-assed, little human girl would allow him to dominate anyone. Nope. Not at all. As his yellow eye met warm mocha as the damned bitch looked up at him in confusion.
"Uh... where? what?" the girl mumbled as he watched her sit up.
He didn't move other than to cross his arms over his chest as he debated on whether to blow her up or rend her limb from limb. The way she tilted her head to the side as she looked at him, her eyes focusing caused him to twitch a little.
"Do...Do you have a tail?" her voice soft as amusement showed in the way her lips twitched upwards.
Narrowing his eyes, Jackal wrapped his tail around his waist, making the girl look rather amused at his reaction. Only helping to cement his decision, blow the bitch up. Which had his thin lips drawing up in a sadistic smile as he plotted each point on her fleshy body where to do it so that he could get the most pleasure out of her pained screams. Each joint in her arm and legs were a prime start with just tiny explosions that'd break the skin and send the nerves ending alight.
"Hey... are you deaf or dumb or both?" the girl's voice broke through his thoughts.
With a lazy, slow blink Jackal looked down at her and growled low in his chest. This had the desired effect when the dumb blonde bitch shrank back from him. Her mocha eyes widening in shock and a bit of fear from the smell that wafted off her suddenly. Not that it was a bad smell, Peaches, and Pine. An odd mix, but not a bad one, coupled with her fear.
Crouching down, Jackal put himself on her level as he continued to watch her reactions. The fear faded quickly from her eyes as she stared at him, her own eyes narrowing. Her full lips turning downwards in a frown, causing the bottom lip to jut out as she sniffed at him. It was comical in a way, but only serving to piss him off further. He only had one chance at this and it seems somehow he fucking messed up big time.
"You know, this is great and all. Hell, you are even kinda cute, though I wonder how smart if my friends convinced you to dress up as a furry," the blond said, her mocha eyes dancing darkly. "And you can call those two idiots, Natsu and Gray, out as well as whoever else. Cause I really just want to go home and get back in bed."
Her words took him by surprise and almost had him sitting on his ass on the cold stone floor. Clearly, this dumb blond didn't know her current situation. It was astounding unless she was one of those mortal's that didn't have magic in their world, or the world had yet to awaken to the damn stuff. Either way, he was so royally fucked. Deciding to get this over with before blowing the bitch up.
"This is no joke or prank, woman. You are in hell because I cast a summoning spell for a minion that would not just serve me, but make me stronger than anybody else," he snapped at her, curling his lips and letting her get a good look at his fangs.
When all she did is blink disbelievingly at him before bursting out laughing, Jackal had had enough. Lifting his left hand up, he snapped his fingers, grinning dementedly. He could feel his curse course through his body as he saw the symbol appear on the knee nearest to him. The faint thrum before the mini explosion went off, drawing a cry of pain from the delusional girl. Only for him to see a second later as her mocha eyes sparked gold in color as she stood up, drawing his attention to what she was actually wearing, or lack thereof, before a barefoot connected painfully to his face.
He knew the sensation of his body being lifted from the ground and sent flying through the air. His eldest sibling did it to him quite often. The moment his head first, then back, hit the wall to the summoning chamber before bursting through. Jackal could only stare at the furious looking blond in the summon circle as she lowered her leg back to the floor, seeing a pale white-gold aura surrounding her and reflecting in the depths of her eyes.
"That hurt you fucking small, limp-dicked, disease infested excuse for a canine!" she screeched.
Not even trying to stand up as the sound of many feet came down the hall, Jackal wondered if he could just expire right then and there. Because he lived in hell, he knew things could get oh so much worse.