Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own Fairy Tail. I wish I did though because I love it with all my heart!
Summary:
Lucy was that silent girl in the back of the class, body hugged by tight black skinny jeans and a long sleeved black top; blending with the shadows of others.
Everything in her world was like her: Nothing. She had not one good thing that she could confidently call hers. And so what does a person with nothing do? They kill themselves.
But she had some hope left in her. So, instead of planning her own demise, she takes her money, bags and dreams all with her and hopes she finds peace in Ohio.
But, if this is what she planned, how did she wake up in a big mansion, in the arms of a sexy teenage boy that says she is his!?
Author's Note: This was a original story that I decided to turn into a NaLu fanfic. Though, this one is a bit more mature and serious. This one will probably take me some time to update since I actually take time to write the story in a way more wordy way (which I hope you really enjoy).
As you should know, It's NaLu, GaJevy, Gruvia, Jerza, Miraxus and RoWen (you might not see much of it tho) and other subtle suggestions towards other ships like StingYu.
Please! Enjoy this since I actually took a lot of time to write this one chapter!
~•°Chapter 1: Failed Escape...?°•~
Everything will get better.
Lucy repeated this to herself, traveling bags in hands, as she fixed her winter jacket to fit her nice and comfy. Her chocolate brown eyes were fixed on the tracks that laid in front of her. The tracks that would soon be in the past. The tracks that would lead her escape far from where she was now.
This is it.
Her final thought was barely heard by herself when she heard the clacks against the tracks becoming louder until a cacophony of those clanks rested in front of her. Except this cacophony was anything but bitter to her ears. This was a serene sound to her. She was about to be free.
The automatic doors opened, letting out a foreign smell that she embraced with happiness. Then she stepped onto the train, her big bags hitting her bruised legs as she put them on top of her assigned seat and sat with a plop of glee.
Looking around in curiosity, she watched as unknown people with strange faces entered and sat in seats that they were assigned to. She was content with them not paying any attention to her. This was something she was very use to at her school. And the attention she would get was the back hand of her father's palms when she'd get home, him drunk and angered by incompetent things.
She was fine with this until one of those unknown people walked within her view and looked her straight in the eye.
"My seat. It's next to you." Said the figure, making her jump and move her things. She now sat by the window, flustered and embarrassed. "I'm sorry if I scared you." Lucy shook her head as a reply to the young man that smiled her way.
"Are you shy?" She nodded once more, her mouth dry, scared to open and use her sweet voice. "No worries. I like shy girls." Lucy glanced at the young man, flustered once more and feeling a little more relaxed. He was just flirting with her. "So, you're trying to go to Ohio?"
She breathed in and calmed her nerves. It had been so long since a boy-no, any kind of gender- had made contact with her and smiled so sweetly as if she were truly human. "Yes." Her voice cracked and she coughed a bit. Still, the young man smiled at her, waiting for her to gather her composure and calm herself down a bit more.
"Why so?" The young man's gray eyes looked at every inch of her while she looked at her hands. "Trying to meet your boyfriend?" Instead of lighting the mood, the atmosphere darkened. It made her feel lonely. She had never even held hands with a boy.
"No." She replied then finally looked into his eyes. Which, to Lucy, was like a new world. She had never seen a person other than herself and her father with different colored eyes before; everyone around had a pitch black color. And the way his eyes sparked when he looked her way just made them even more enchanting. "I... I'm moving there."
"Where's your parents?" The man's eyes seemed to glisten when this question arose. She just squirmed under his gaze. "Or, are you running away?" His smile seemed to twitch into a wide grin as she looked around the train frantically. He chuckled and put back on that same sweet smile as before when he grabbed her hand in a caring manner. "It's okay. I won't tell anyone."
"Thank... you." She was hesitant until she looked into his golden eyes once again, feeling warmth from his sparkling color they had as they followed the light brown, though they might be a slight pink, one's she wore.
"Let's leave that subject alone." He said to her, now leaning up to free the small counter from the seat behind him. "How about you tell me about yourself." He leaned his elbow onto this small table and faced her directly. "Don't be scared." His tone was comforting and wrapped around Lucy's scared mind easily.
With that she nodded and opened her mouth to ask "What do you want to know?". His smile almost burst across his face, though he kept that evil grin at bay and applied a even nicer one.
He told her anything. And she blushed, trying to find words to say and to explain her life. After a couple minutes her voice was ready to go and she spoke to the man nicely and eagerly. And him; he listened with an occasional reply or words about himself and his family. Only thing she never told him was about her father; she kept him unknown in most of her stories.
They talked till dawn, where the fell asleep and woke up in the place of her hope: Ohio.
The young man, saying his name was Jackal, offered to help her with her bags and luggage that he could tell she could not carry and be safe; though they just got there, it was night. Matter of fact, it was ten o'clock p.m.
"So, where are you going?" Jackal picked up one of her bags, then another, his bag slouching by the heavy content of the bag.
"To the bank first." He nodded his response then the ringer of his phone caught both their attention. He gave her a awkward smirk, flashing his straight, a bit crooked teeth. Lucy smiled, giving him a reassuring smile before she said "Answer it." He let down the bags, immediately grabbing his phone then walking away, giving her a faint smile.
She watched him for a bit, him pacing back and forth, then began to drag her bags over to a near by water fountain, an Angel lifting itselfs with water spurting out of the small container it held high. After a few minutes Jackal ran over to her, giving her an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry," He began, sitting beside her. "But a friend of mine was suppose to meet me here and I thought I had enough time to take you to wear you need and back. But he's here now." He turned to look around his surroundings, carefully observing the people and where their attention was. "If you would like, my friend could drop you off. He wouldn't mind helping a lovely girl like yourself."
Lucy blushes. "Um," She hesitated at first until she looked into his eyes of gold galaxies. "Sure. If you insist." She started to play coy as Jackal smiled and grabbed the bags he had once in his hands. He rose from the fountain's edge and motioned her to follow him with a tilt of the head. She obeyed and they walked down the street, to a beat up, almost rusty looking car.
"Meet my friend." Jackal opened the back car door, stuffing her bags in, as the passenger seat window rolled down and someone from the drivers leaned over to peek through. "Ezel." She waved with a grin covering the tight squeeze of fear at her stomach; seeing the bald, tattooed, teeth tinted to gold Ezel rubbed her skin in a uncomfortable way.
"Hi, sweety." His voice, rougher than sandpaper and piercing her nerves like a nails on wood, didn't help her feel better whatsoever. "Hop in and we'll take you where you need to go." Jackal suddenly appeared by her, golden eyes once again cooling her anxiety.
"Don't worry, I'm here with you." Jackal's hand slid it's way to her shoulders and tugged her close to his torso, her blushing and nodding as a way of responding. "Let's get it." His arm unwrapped itself, leaving her cold, and his hand found it's way to the handle of the car. Once opened, he let her legs move into the car and seat themselves in a very comfortable way. And then he followed, sitting in the passengers seat.
Minutes went by and Lucy's body seemed to have froze into the seat she was in. Of course, her nerves didn't settle with the big man Ezel sitting in the front, the reflection of his eyes subconsciously looking into hers every time the light in front of him turned red. His gaze was that of a lion, waiting for his prey to be at their most vulnerable.
"Here we are." Jackal's voice pulled her out of the predator's gaze, him smiling at Jackal and Lucy searching around for the destination she had asked for but it was no where to be found.
"Where is the bank?" She steadied her gaze at the two men in the front, who gave smirks they couldn't resist to give each other.
"Honey," Jackal's voice had a different tone now. No more was that sweet and comforting rhythm of a voice. It now was a deep, intimidating bass. "Sorry, but we need you to get out the car." Her body quaked as he turned to her, burying her in fear with his wide smirk and greedy eyes.
He opened his car door and took a few steps to his left to open the back, attempting to pull her out as she stiffened and tried her best to keep grip of the car. But, with one forceful pull of her thin arm, she was out of the cars reach, on the ground and panting from the struggle and terror within herself.
Why?
Her thoughts repeated this as his hostile glare was placed upon her. He then grabbed her arm, again forcefully pulling her, making her stand on her feet. The grip was so tight that it made her groan in pain as he dragged her to a group of bushes. She looked back, seeing Ezel take out her bags and begin to scavenge through them. She began to panic; her bags were packed with things her mother had given her before she died.
This realization set off a trigger to the gun called anger inside herself, making her lose the pain of his grip and punch Jackal straight in the jaw. His grip loosened and he stopped in his tracks to take in the pain of a little girls punch; which was weird since she looked too delicate to hurt anyone if she tried.
She realized that he was hurt and began to swing her arms as much as she could, sending blows to any body part of Jackal's she could. But, after a minute of this, his grip left her arm and was now around her waist, tightly, and throwing her over his shoulder..She began to scream and kick and punch but that didn't stop him. So all she could do was watch as Ezel pulled out her mother's locket and give a greedy smile of joy.
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He threw her to the ground, next to other girls, dirty, tied up and covered in fear. Her heart shook as one of the girls, beautiful with golden hair and hazel eyes, turned to her crying, eyes asking Lucy to save her. Lucy gave a worried look then a pained one; she felt ashamed she couldn't help this girl in front of her. It pained her to the core.
She looked across the building, seeing Jackal and other men talking. Some men were dressed like Jackal: neat, clean, and nice looking. Others more like Ezel: Tattooed up, big, scary, and evil. Jackal looked over to her for a second, Lucy giving him a fierce glare. He chuckled to himself and held his hand out to one of the men, his hand then being filled with money.
A man appeared in front of her, blocking her vision of the golden eyed boy and giving her a lustful look. "My, my, aren't you a nice looking one." His voice was low but husky all the same. "Maybe I should take you for myself." Lucy's glare just made his gaze even more lustful. Soon, she moved her face back and forth, removing the rope placed upon her lips.
"Go to hell," Her sweet voice was used in a harsh way along with her expression. "Let me go or... or.."
"Or what, baby doll?" He licked his lips, tongue scraping over his many piercings. She didn't answer but instead glared up at him; for she did not know what she was saying herself. She just knew that the anger inside her was ready to take over her. "That's what I thought. But keep that glare on your face; Men around here love a girl with a little attitude."
She scoffed in disgust, the man smiling and finally walking away. Soon, Jackal headed her way, gold eyes filled with satisfaction. When he stopped in front of her, he leaned down to her and gave a smile. "Having fun?"
"Go fuck yourself, you bitch ass-"
"My, my, such language." He gave a playful laugh then followed with a smile just as playful. "But, in my defense, you fell right into it. Just because I have a cute little face doesn't mean I'm up to any good."
"Who ever said you had a pretty face?" Her voice became even more hostile the more she spoke.
"Oh please honey, it's obvious." He gave a cocky grin as a reply to her glare. "The way you looked at me before made it so obvious how much you wanted me."
"Oh please honey," She mocked. "So what if you have a pretty little bitch face." She has never cursed this much in her life." If moneys all you want and you would sacrifice a girl like me to get it you never will get anywhere."
"Oh please, little girl-"
"Tell me do you have family?" She started sounding like some female lead in a anime. "Friends? A girlfriend?" He opened his mouth to answer but she continued. "Do you really think they like what you're doing. It's disgraceful. It's shameful. If I were your family I wouldn't want anything to do with-"
A kick to the stomach stopped her last word from escaping her lips. Her words had hit a nerve in his body and he acted out of frustration. He began to kick her over and over again, her, after the first few blows, coughing up blood.
"Stupid little wench." He hissed as he took her locks into his hands and pulled her to face him. "I'll teach you a lesson." He punched and kicked and punched again, gaining a crowd of men around them. They shouted and whistled and laughed as she endured a feeling that she was so use to that his punches almost felt numb; at least she could say her father dazed her of the sense of pain.
After a few more of the punches she could barely feel, he stopped to get a good look at her, probably hoping she would be crying and begging for mercy. Instead, she looked up at him emotionless and said "You are no better than my Father." She spit blood. "You're too weak to hurt me."
This filled his veins with an all new anger and he lifted his foot to slash across her face; he didn't care what this was doing to his merchandise, he just wanted to hurt her.
As he gave one last hit, she fell to the ground, looking to the side of her at the girls watching in horror. The beautiful girl with golden hair and hazel eyes gave her a pained look, just like Lucy gave her before.
Suddenly, a large bang bounced off the walls, gaining everyone's attention except for Lucy's; she was too busy trying to stay conscious. The bang hit the walls again and soon another hit, this one knocking down a wall from the outside.
Lucy watched as everyone seemed to look around in panic at what was beyond the wall. Then her sight began to fade and blur; she could barely see what was going on. And her hearing faded as well.
All she could see was a dark red slash and thrash around the room, taking Jackal by the leg. And a red on the floor, filling up the space beside her. After that, her senses died and her consciousness vanished.
~°◎•◎•ו◎•◎°~
She woke up, eyes wide and breath heavy. She began to grab her heart, surprised that she wasn't dead and breathing fine.
Wait... am I dead?
She thought once she looked around the room she was in. It was colored a camel on the walls, bed centered in it and pushed against a wall. In front was a tv hanging above a stone tv stand with designs and a fireplace underneath... so much class was in the one room that she felt like she was in heaven and an Angel telling her she was dead would come through the big double doors to her left.
"Mmm..." A husky voice made her stiffen. She looked to her left side and there laid a boy, arms wrapped around her waist and bare chested. She blushed then began to examine his body.
He barely had covers on, showing off that sexy torso glazed and muscular as his abs caught all her attention. She then focused on his arms. Oh, those arms with tanned and toned muscles flexing as he pulled her closer in his sleep. And, then, she looked at his neck, also flexing and showing, once again, strength of the god like specimen lying beside her.
"You're awake." The boy said to her, making her take her eyes off his body that was like perfection in her eyes. "Took you long enough."
"What..." finally, the thought of her and Jackal and the other girls that were dirty, tied up and covered in fear emerged itself into her head. "What the hell is going on!?" She flew her body out of his grasp, leaning too far and falling off of the bed. "Who the hell are you? Why am I here? Where are those girls and...and Jackal and... Why?" Questions began to pile into her head as the boy, letting her panic and freak out, got out bed and yawned, his back muscles flexing.
"Oi, girl," His voice was stern as his hand ran soothingly into his salmon colored hair. "Calm down. That's all done and over with."
"What?" She gave him a blank look as he moved from his side of the bed to where she sat on the floor. Though she was confused and somewhat scared, she didn't miss out on taking a good look at his whole body, now seeing his strongly seen V go into his boxer and even his legs that had a good tone of muscles. "How? This doesn't make sense... I should be dead or raped or..." Something clicked into her head.
"Did you rape me?!"
"No," his nonchalant tone matched his facial expression as he sat on the bed and looked down at her, his very dark green eyes, almost black, watching her. "I was just healing you." She gave a raised eyebrow and dragged her body away from him a bit. "You see, you heal with body contact so I helped you out."
"What are you talking about?" Her voice had a defensive tone. "Can you make sense at some point?"
"I am." He said. " but you just don't understand." He knelt down to her, gaining a startled reaction from Lucy. "Just know you're not leaving me."
"You have no rule over me!"
"Actually I do." The boy chuckled. "I guess I should introduce myself." He grabbed her arm, not too tight, and raised her up so she could stand before him. His eyes, once onyx, turned into a bright shade of red.
"My name is Natsu Dragneel." He stepped closer to her. "Son of Satan." He lifted up her chin with a slight push of his index finger.
"And you belong to me."
~•°End Chapter 1°•~
A/N: This story will have some slower updates than usual but, please, keep reading because I have a lot of plot and character development as well as ideas for this one! The ending I have planned out with be great and the shippings as well as how the end up together is just freakin great... Or at least in my mind.
This story will probably have more chapters than any of my other stories, estimating it at more than 20... Maybe even 30.
If there are any spelling or Grammar errors, I'm sorry.
Anyway, please read and review what you think of this first chapter! And tell me if I should continue it!?
