A/N: Okay the official chapter one is now up! A few key notes:
TRIGGER WARNING!
-Mentions of rape
-Abuse:
Physical &Mental
If these effect you in anyway please do not read this story. I don't want to trigger anyone.
1: This story will be rather intense at times. Don't worry it's not the theme! There will be plenty of humorous light hearted moments
2) Lucy starts off as a bitch. You will notice that at the end of the chapter, but that's what character development is for!
3) This story may or may not contain lemons. I usually don't read lemons and tend to skip over them, so I'm most likely not going to write them
PROLOGUE
"FOR GODS SAKE WHO DID YOU KILL THIS TIME?!" Lucy Heartfillia yelled in anger while her left eye twitched.
"I think she was the mayor of some town." Sting Eucliffe shrugged.
"And you don't think that people will go look for her?" Lucy's patience began to thin out.
"We'll be long gone before they notice."
"No." She narrowed her eyes.
"What do you mean?" He gave her a questioning look.
"I'm done. I'm not going with you again. I'm tired of running because you can't control your urges!" Lucy huffed and Sting gave her an icy look.
"You can't leave me. I own you remember? Or did you forget that your father gave you to me to save his own pathetic life." He chuckled darkly. "You're lucky that I didn't kill you on sight."
"Then kill me." She offered.
"What fun would that be?" He whispered in her ear before letting his tongue wander down her neck. "There's something different about you. You're not a normal human." He bit down and she cringed. Fear escalated through her and Sting displayed a smirk of satisfaction. "I refuse to kill what I don't understand." He said before leaving the room.
Lucy's legs buckled beneath herself. Her trembling hands touch the liquid that now occupied her neck. "Shit. Just what the hell have you gotten me into dad?" She whispered.
Chapter 1
Lucy kept as much distance as humanly possible from Sting since day seven. She had been trapped for nearly a year now. Fear crept through her mind and continued to haunt her thoughts. What did he mean? How was she different? Her attention was brought back to her throbbing neck. Yet again had he bit her to display his dominance. What the hell was he? Maybe he was a creature from one of her many books back at home, but the only thing she could think of was that he's a vampire. Vampires had sharp teeth much like Sting, but he didn't drink her blood to survive, just for amusement and to display his power, plus he could walk into the sunlight without a care in the world.
"Shit." She let out a curse. Why did her dad have to shelter her all her life? She couldn't even step outside until the day she was supposed be sent off with some guy with money. Well that was until Sting swept her away from home and held her prisoner in his. The blonde let out a sigh. She had to leave. She needed to go somewhere, but where exactly? He would find her like last five times. Image flashed through her mind of Sting carving his name into her leg. She recalled him forcing her to wear a dog collar around her neck everywhere she went. Lucy remembered him screaming that he owned her and if she was going to act like a bitch, then she was going to be treated as one. Another memory of him whipping her until she bled from all directions on her back erupted in her thoughts like a volcano. A shiver traveled down her spine at the memory. Her hand immediately touched the scar on her left leg.
"Yo Blondie!" Stings voice called out and Lucy started to head towards the source.
"Yes?" The blonde questioned quietly, looking down at the floor.
"I have a dress prepared for you. Go put it on and make yourself look presentable." He ordered and she nodded in response.
"Anything else?" She questioned, refusing to look him in the eye.
"Tonight you're posing as my fiancé, so make sure you put that Heartfilia charm to use." He stated and Lucy took it as a dismissal.
Once she arrived to her room, Lucy immediately went for the dress that was spread across her bed. The dress itself was beautiful, but not as elegant as the ones she had at home. Pink and black made up the satin material. There were no sleeves and the collar had black ruffles with a pink bow. The ball gown had a gothic look to it, which made it look like it was from an older generation.
After dressing herself, Lucy made sure to apply minimum makeup and curl her hair. Curiosity filled her mind as of why she was playing as his fiancé. She couldn't just ask him. Questions pissed him off and pissing him off led to her being slapped.
"Put more makeup on." Lucy jumped at the sound of Stings voice that emitted from her door way. This action caused her to burn her neck with the curling iron. Curses traveled from Lucy's mouth as Sting walked over to her. His hand grabbed hers and helped her guide the iron back onto the table. He gently pushed her hair to the left side of her head and inspected the burn.
Lucy's body stiffened at the contact, but she kept her composure. Her heart started to pound like crazy and she was positive her tormentor could hear it. His nose buried itself into the crook of her neck as he inhaled deeply.
Shit. That was the only thought that rang through her mind. She tried so hard to avoid harming herself in his presence. Fear over took her and her body started to tremble. His tongue swirled around her fresh wound and his teeth nearly punctured it. He wanted blood. He wanted her blood. He wanted to dig his fang like teeth into her skin and spill the red liquid.
Sting found himself growling in frustration. He can't do that though. He could lose control and if that were to happen then he'd never find out what she was. His form moved away from her body. Lucy let out a shaky breathe or relief. Her eyes followed his retreating form.
He stopped himself again. She took note. Her hands reached to style her hair in a way that didn't reveal the burn mark. When she finished, she stood up and looked over her appearance. Fairly satisfied, Lucy left her room to meet Sting outside his quarters.
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They arrived to the castle together. It was nowhere near as extravagant as the kings, but it was fairly bigger than her own. Sting was flocked almost immediately by women and men alike. He made sure to state, rather loudly, that she was his fiancé while greeting with everyone. Lucy noticed how his crowd had shrunk to a great extent. Understanding flowed through the blonde girl, he needed her to keep the crowd to a minimum. She completely understood why. Sting was undoubtable attractive-sexy even. He had no problems with attracting all genders to him.
"Lucy," He smiled at her, "Why don't you get yourself a drink?" She nearly gave him a confused look, but quickly stopped herself. Her "fiancé" leaned towards her ear and whispered, "Be back in thirty minutes or there'll be consequences." He then sent her off with a kiss on the cheek.
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Lucy spent ten minutes convincing herself not to get drunk. She was horrible with alcohol and within two drinks she would be drunk out of her mind.
"Can I get you a drink miss?" A voice offers from behind her.
"Lucy and sure." She answered, while eying the man in front of her. His pink hair had to be the most visible trait besides his well-defined muscles hidden behind his tux. They both took a seat at the bar.
"So what brings you here all alone?" The pink haired man questioned.
"I'm not. I'm actually here with my fiancé. "She replied back certainly. Lying was one of her many gifts. No one has ever caught her for telling a fib besides Sting, but that' because he could hear her heartbeat.
"He left you here by yourself? Oh and I'm Natsu by the way." A child like grin took over his face.
"Nice to meet you Natsu and I practically left him. Politics is such a bore." I respond never taking my eyes from his glowing face.
"Agreed." His grin spread wider than she thought possible.
"Sadly I need to go back to my soon to be husband. It was nice meeting you and thanks for the drink." She stood to leave, but his hand wrapped around her wrist.
"Come with me." His smile faded and was replaced with seriousness.
"What?"
"I know you want to get away from that bastard." He said in a low voice, "Sting has done nothing but cause pain."
Lucy began to tremble slightly. She couldn't leave. He would torture her when he found her. But she wouldn't be alone this time. Does she really want to risk Natsu's life? Why did she care? If he was going to be stupid enough to try to help her then she should be dumb enough to accept. If he dies by the hand of Sting Eucliffe then that would be his own damn fault.
"Okay I'll go." Her whispered carried over to Natsu, who didn't hesitate pick her up bridal style. Regret surfaced in Lucy as the stranger left in the opposite direction from Sting. Once they left the castle grounds did she realize that there was no turning back. She was going to bring Natsu down with her. She was going to be his downfall, but all she could do for that moment was survive.
A/N:
Questions!:
What pairings would you like to see?
Am I Intense enough yet to be batman?
What's your opinion on Lucy?
