Beware, this chappie contains rape… you know. Please, do not read if this offends you. Do not. I repeat, DO NOT READ IF THIS OFFENDS YOU. I SWEAR IF WE GET A FLAMING REVIEW I WILL PM YOU ASKING YOU WHY THE HECK YOU EVEN READ THIS FIC ANYWAY.

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She ran. There was nothing she could do but run. The mages had already taken down half their village, and her parents were already dead.

Levy feared for her life. The mages- Phantom Lord, they called themselves- had suddenly attacked their small village, stealing all the money, food, and lives of its inhabitants. They struck fear into Levy's very heart, traumatizing her mind as she saw her parents killed by the mages.

Levy ran some more. She was in the forest, now, where she knew she would have at least some cover in the trees. She was wrong.

Levy stopped, seeing a large, dark figure before her. She could clearly see the red Phantom Lord emblem on his right shoulder, and she knew her time was up. She fell to her knees, shaking.

"Please, spare me." She begged, voice hoarse. "I'm not important or strong, I'm just a small girl… please, just let me go…"

"Gi hee hee," the figure chuckled. "What's this, a little shorty, begging for her life? What makes you think I'm going to spare you, little one?"

"Please…" she begged hoarsely. "It's useless to kill me… please just let me go!" Tears filled her eyes, and she squeezed them shut. It was all she could do to not start sobbing and wailing, then and there.

The man snickered, seeming to enjoy her fear and pain. He bent down, and grabbed her roughly by the hair. She yelped as he lifted her up, the pain in her scalp forcing new tears into her eyes.

"Let's go somewhere less dark, where I can see you better." He grinned at her. Levy gulped, and froze as she saw another grin spread on his face.

He dragged her out of the forest, with her struggling along the way. He seemed to have no difficulty with that, though. This man was a very strong one.

When they had exited the trees, Levy squeezed shut her eyes as the light hit them. She heard the man chuckle, and she could feel his eyes on her.

"You're right, it would be a waste to kill you." He sneered, making Levy flinch. "You may be short and flat-chested, but you're pretty cute. And," His hand came in contact with her butt. "You have such a nice rear, too."

Levy shuddered as his hand started to rub, feeling a wave of disgust hit her. All she wanted was for this man to let her go, and let her run away from him.

"I wonder," he drawled. "How you would look on my bed, with nothing on." Levy froze, cold fear once again seeping into her heart. He couldn't be implying… no! Now, Levy just wanted him to kill her, and be done with it. Dying was a much better option than being brutally raped and violated by him.

He leaned forward, and Levy opened her eyes to find herself staring straight into cold, red ones. She started shivering, wishing for him to kill her.

"Maybe," he whispered. "I should bring you back, hmm? You would be such a lovely little thing to keep."

No… no!

He let go of her hair, and straightened up. Just as she was about to run, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back harshly. Levy cried out at the sharp pain shooting up her arms. She was sure that it was either sprained, or dislocated.

The man only laughed, and held her close to him.

"Come on, you trash!" he called to the other Phantom Lord mages. "Let's go! Not much here!"

The mages immediately abandoned their task of destroying the village, and assembled in front of him.

"Let's go back to the guild." He told them. "Jose is expecting us back by sundown."

"What's that you've got there, Gajeel?" one of the mages asked.

"Oh, this?" Gajeel looked down at Levy, grinning as he saw her immediately recoil. He tugged her closer to him, and he could smell her tears. Perfect. "She's a little souvenir I found. Cute little thing, ain't she?"

The mages all laughed in agreement.

"Come on, we're wasting too much fucking time." Gajeel said, reaching down to hoist Levy over his shoulder. Levy yelped, starting to kick her feet. Gajeel growled suddenly, his hand that was holding her suddenly slapping her sharply across her butt. Levy yelped again.

"Now, you'll go quietly, won't you, Shorty?" he hissed. "You won't like what will happen if you don't."

Levy bit her lip as she started to cry, forcing herself to stay silent. Gajeel smirked.

"That's a good Shrimp." He cooed, the hand that had smacked her butt now rubbing, as if in a soothing manner. "You be good to me, and I'll be good to you. Just do everything I say, and you won't get hurt… much."

The mages howled with laughter.

"Shut up, you bastards!" he snapped at them. They all immediately quieted down. "Let's go!"

Levy closed her eyes, trying to pretend this wasn't happening to her. It was no use. This was really happening, this was real life, and there was no way out.

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Jose smiled sinisterly as Gajeel reported to him, a knocked-out girl tossed roughly over his shoulder.

"My, my. What do we have here?" he said. Gajeel glared at him.

"This is my property, now. A little souvenir I picked up on the road." Gajeel growled possessively. Jose raised an eyebrow.

"Well, she seems like a delicious enough little treat for you." Jose chuckled. "She looks like a good bedfellow for you. Very tiny, though. How old did you say she was?"

Gajeel shrugged. "Don't know, don't care. Old enough, I guess. I could feel that she had boobs, really tiny ones."

Jose sighed. "Oh, well, use her as you wish. It doesn't make any difference to me."

"Oh, don't worry. I will."

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When Levy woke up, she was laying on a bed in a room she didn't recognize. She was confused, at first, and pulled herself up into a seating position. Then, all of a sudden, the memories came flooding back to her.

'Oh, gods…' she shuddered, realizing where she was. 'That man… Gajeel… he really wasn't kidding… I'm going to be …'

The door suddenly opened, making her jump. Levy froze, seeing who it was.

"Hello, Shrimp." Gajeel crossed his arms and leaned casually against the doorframe. "I knew you'd look good on my bed."

Levy cringed, and started to crawl away from him.

"Please… don't touch me!" she begged. Gajeel snickered.

"You really think I'll listen to you?" he sneered. Levy gasped, and fresh tears slid down her cheeks. Gajeel snickered again.

"Aw, now, don't be like that." He stepped closer to the bed, and Levy tried her best to crawl away from him. Instead, she felt his strong arm wrap around her shoulders, and was pulled onto his lap. She cringed.

"Now, Shrimp." He whispered, his mouth tracing the shell of her ear. Levy shuddered. "I'm going to have some fun with you."

Levy choked back a sob as his hands slid up to cup her small breasts.

"Now, why don't you tell me your real name, Shrimp?" he whispered, his hands starting to knead her breasts, playing with them. Levy shook her head.

"No."

Gajeel growled, and suddenly clutched her breasts very tightly. Levy cried out at the sharp pain in her tender mounds.

"I told you, do everything I say," He hissed into her ear, squeezing her even tighter. Levy yelped. "And you won't get hurt. Got it?"

"Y-Yes…" Levy winced, starting to shake.

"Good." Gajeel let go of her breasts, and his hands settled on her hips. "Now, Shrimp, tell me your name. Your age would be nice, too."

"L-Levy." She rasped. "I-I'm fourteen…"

"Tch," Gajeel started rubbing up and down her thighs. Levy cringed, again, in her disgust. "That explains why you're so small. But then again, it's more fun… now, Shrimp, I'm going to start."

Levy froze, afraid of what was to come. She desperately wanted to fight against him, but he was too strong for her. What was she to do?

Gajeel chuckled and hoisted her up over his shoulder, before setting her in front of the door. He kicked it shut, and locked it for good measure. Then, he gave her his most sadistic smile. Levy whimpered.

Gajeel placed her so that she was leaning against the door, while seated on the cold floor. He used his magic to pin her arms with iron bolts to the door, making her crumble and start crying.

Gajeel leaned towards her, and licked the tears off her face. Levy cried some more.

"Please, don't…" she sobbed. Gajeel rolled his eyes and started pulling the skirt of her short dress up, revelling at the sight of her perfect hips, and her porcelain thighs. This girl was delicious.

He grinned when he saw her plain pink panties. When Levy saw his grin, she closed her eyes and looked away, new tears springing at the back of her eyes.

Gajeel smirked at her reaction, and brought his hand down to rub at her through her panties. Levy sobbed, and closed her legs, trying to get his hand away from her. Gajeel growled, and spread them apart as wide as he could make them go. He then settled himself between them so she couldn't close them up again.

"Please…" she begged. "Don't do this…"

He ignored her, slipping his hands into her underwear. Levy bucked up into his hand when his fingers found her clit, rubbing and teasing. Levy cried some more, wanting him to just stop touching her.

Gajeel continued to rub her clit until her underwear became soaked. Taking a deep breath to take in the smell of her juices, he tore apart her panties and threw them off to the side. Levy squeaked, and started squirming, trying to free her hands from the iron bolts. It was no use, they were magical and could only be taken off by Gajeel.

He thrust a finger into her, and she cried out at the unexpected penetration. He smiled sadistically as he started to move his finger in and out, and Levy tried to hold back her moans. He hit a particularly special spot inside of her, and her eyes widened and she gasped. Tears still flowed down her face, making Gajeel frown. He leaned forward to lick them off once again.

Levy shuddered in disgust with herself. Damn her traitorous body for responding this way! If only she could get a new one!

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Gajeel removed his finger and started to undo his pants. Levy gasped at the sight of his member. It was huge, at least nine inches long. She prayed that he wouldn't stick it inside her.

Her prayers weren't answered, as Gajeel was lining himself up with her entrance. He thrust in with heavy force, and Levy screamed from the pain. It burned.

"Shit," he rasped out. "You're so fucking tight."

He started to thrust, making Levy scream again at the pain.

"Please…" she sobbed. "Stop…"

He ignored her once again, and thrust even harder. Levy felt like her body was being torn apart from the inside. She screamed again and again.

After a while, Levy felt something warm shoot inside her and Gajeel collapsed on top of her. He pulled out, making Levy sag in relief and cry harder.

Gajeel grinned down at her, and removed the iron bolts from her wrists. Levy brought her tired arms down, and rubbed her hands. Her wrists were sore from being bound.

Gajeel picked her up and threw her haphazardly onto the bed.

"Go to sleep." He told her, opening the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Levy hid under the blankets, fearing his gaze.

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