Fairy Tail Story (My first Story on this site :D!)
Taking Place During/After the Grand Magic Games Arc
I do not own any of the Fairy Tail Characters in this story
Mr. Hiro Mashima does and he is great for it :)
About: This is a Laxus x OC story. I hope you enjoy it.
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(Anything italicized is the characters thoughts)
Prologue
A group of men had gathered in a circle and seemed content in an activity that was going on in the center. With curiosity, the young woman walked towards the crowd to what was gathering the men's attention. With horror, the young lady saw the men torturing and beating a young boy. His hands tied yet feet free, the blue eyed, black haired, bruised boy seemed about the same age as her. His clothes are torn and stained with dirt and blood. All she wanted to do was help him. Just to tear through the crowd and save him from his misery. But in that moment all she did was stand there in petrified horror. She felt useless and scared. "Was it for my life or for his?" That's the question she needed to answer and fast.
A man stepped in with a club in his hand. "How many of you think that this boy needs to be saved?" With a roaring boo the crowd seemed angry that the man, who seems to be the leader, would ask such a question. With his brown stained teeth and scruffy face the man said, "Haha oh my mistake men. Or should he be beaten for the crime he has done to us?" With a heart stopping roar of glee the men in the crowd agreed with the question. Some in the crowd chanting "torture him!" "cut off his fingers!" "Kill him!" With that, her heart skipped a beat. "I can't let that happen. No one has the right to take a life." With that the answer became clear. She pushed through the crowd of excited men and went straight for the brute ugly man. She threw him off balance and maneuvered her way to get the club out of his hand. After she threw the club somewhere past the crowd, she shielded the boy. "Hey, are you alright? I you cannot speak then don't strain yourself but I'm going to get you out of here." The boy seemed to have heard and have let out a straining sound. "Am I really able to save him? What am I going to do?"
"So what do we have here men? It seems like a fair maiden has come to join us. So what do you say? Do you want to entertain us just like your friend here has?" with a snickering smile the leader came closer. "I know a couple of ways you can entertain us." He said while grazing her her heartbeat racing, she was in a haze of confusion. Again she was stunned and yet was not worried about her own safety. The battered and blooded boy in front of her was all she could think about. She didn't care about what happened to her for as long as he was safe. The leader unexpectedly grabbed her arm and forced her to face him. "I'm talking to you wench. This is what is going to happen. You see this knife here? I'm going to cut this fabric of yours while is grazes your skin. Got it?" he said while putting the knife at her throat. He then put the knife in between her breasts and cut the loose top she had on. "Ah!" "Shit! That hurt a lot; if I don't think of something fast then the both of us are going to die here." "After your clothes are pretty much gone and your parts are…how should I say? Visible to my boys and I, then I will make sure that your body is used in great use."
With her heart racing and her nerves going crazy, her instincts kicked in. she kicked the man in his shin. Once kneeled before her, she kicked him in the face and turned to get the boy. "Come on. We have to go. Now!" she grabbed the boy and he managed to stand. As they started to run, the man put a knife in her calf. "Aah!" with that she collapsed. "That is what you get when you disobey me bitch!" The riled up crowd started to slowly walk towards their leader. With the thought of the crowd joining in on the "fun" she used her takeover magic to turn her arm into a dragon scaled arm. She then slashed the man with her claws, took the knife out of her calf, grabbed the boy and ran. Luckily the crowd had gone toward their leader which gave them an opening to escape.
The both of them ran as fast as they could through the small buildings and streets. Injured and worn down, the two of them tried to put a gap between themselves and the crowd of angry men. Unfortunately that gap grew smaller with every step they took. When the young woman looked back to see if the boy was alright, she was startled at the site before her. The boy grew pale, paler then he was before. His breathing seemed heavy and seemed like he was about to collapse. They had to stop. Looking at the path before her, she found a way she can evade the men for a brief moment. They turned and hid behind a dumpster. "Please tell me that you're still with me." The boy nodded in response but it obviously pained him. The girl's hand turned into another dragon arm. Unlike the first, which had black and gray scales and long sharp whitish-beige claws, this one was white with a hint of blue in its scales and black claws. She then grabbed his hand and a light blue light began to glow. His injuries either became smaller or disappeared. He sighed in relief since his pain began to subside. "Thank you." Hearing his voice startled her for a brief moment and she looked up at him. She smiled a warm loving smile.
With her super hearing, she heard the men coming closer. "I want you scumbags to split up and look for them. You guys cannot seem to find two people who are bleeding. Damn slowpokes." She was scared now. She did not want them to come through here. "Can you find your way home from here? Or get to anywhere safe?" she asked with a hint of panic in her voice. "Yes. I think I can. Why?" With that as his last words to her, she left. "Look! There she is!" the crowd of men then began to follow her with great haste to catch her.
She successfully drew the attention away from the boy but how was she supposed to get away from them? She ran and ran. Turned in streets and jumped through little obstacles such as boxes, carts, and stray things lying around. She then bumped into something, something hard. "What the…?" It was a man's voice. She was on top of someone. He was a very lean and muscular man with blonde and spiky hair. His beautifully sculpted face, although now seemed surprised, had a masculinity about it that was very attractive. What interested the girl was that he had a distinctive lightning bolt-shaped scar on his right eye. His muscular arms were around her waist while her legs were around his waist. "Say something and stop gawking, "Oh! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. Who is he? Why is he out at this hour? Ow! This stab wound is getting worse. I hope he doesn't notice the blood and I don't want to lead those thugs here to him. I have to go." "I'm sorry I have to go." She got off the muscular man and went back towards the mob, only to take a detour and see a couple of the mob members before her eyes.
Luckily their backs were turned. She quietly crept up behind them and knocked two of them unconscious. One was left. "Boys? Answer me here. Hello?" the confused man then looked back to see his men unconscious on the floor and the girl who was the cause of all this trouble. "You little bitch. I swear I don't care what the boss does to me but I will kill you." He took out a knife out of his pocket and pointed the tip at her menacingly. He then came at her fast. She managed to dodge but barely. The man scraped her arm. "I don't have time to worry about this. I have to get away now." The girl then ran away to safety. But what exactly did she leave behind?
Later On
While walking around the late night of Crocus, Laxus observed the sleeping city with non-interest because his thoughts were preoccupying him. "Who was she? What was she doing? Why was she running? Why was she bleeding?" The lightening mage halted. With his heart racing, that last question seemed to scare him. "If she's in danger…wait why should I even care? I don't know her in the slightest and I have other things to worry about than a mere stranger." As if he convinced himself of an obvious lie, the lightening mage walked back to his sleeping quarters before curfew hit.