Midnight's POV. 2nd person. Very sorry for very late update.


His eyes glowed brightly in the dark as he watched her comb a hand through her long blond locks. He felt the rush of excitement and lust envelop him, the same wonderful thing he felt every time he laid eyes on her. His eyes scanned her full figure. Clad in a thin, pale pink tank top and white cotton shorts, her outfit left nothing to the imagination.

He stared at her, thinking how perfect she was. Even idle, she was captivating.

He had watched her for weeks now, waiting for his chance to claim her. But her fucking friends and her cocky little boyfriend were always with her. Maybe he shouldn't have sent her all those videos and those roses. But it had been worth to see the look of terror on her pretty features. Maybe he'd send her a box of chocolates filled with his own blood. But her fucking boyfriend was standing guard by her locker now, so no way he'd get it to her.

His eyes darkened with hatred and annoyance. He hated her meddling boyfriend, so arrogant and overprotective. He knew he was the big bump on his path to claiming Lucy Heartfilia.

He'd have to get her alone somehow, or, at the very least, get rid of her boyfriend. He'd have no problem getting rid of her friends, well maybe except for the red-haired demon. But Natsu, the idiot and the rest. Easy. He'd just have to prepare for a few days.

He smirked, remembering how repulsed they looked by him earlier at lunch. Lucy's face was great to look at. The fear in her eyes aroused him. He knew she was terrified of him, repulsed, like the rest. But that only made him want her more, and did not bother him the least bit. It pushed to go through with what he was planning. Her avoiding him encouraged him.

He was captivated by her. By her silky blond hair and warm brown eyes. By her fragile, pale skin and her curvy body.

She was very endearing,very innocent. The whole of Magnolia High worshiped her. She was innocent in the way that he liked, pure. He had wanted her from day one. He knew she was untainted despite the provocative clothing she wore. She had been referred to as "Frigid Queen" by her ex-boyfriends for lack, meaning none, of sexual activity. And he knew Gray had gotten nowhere with her, not even second base, through their strained conversations in the library.

She was a virgin, purest of the pure.

He'd change that very soon.

He'd corrupt her, destroy her spirit and all the joy and positivity she had. The thought filled him with elation. He'd break Lucy Heartfilia, make her his. He'd take the light out of her eyes.

He'd get her into the library, pretending to be that teacher she was so intimidated by. Then he'd drug her, drive into his secret place and bring her into his dark room and fuck her until dawn.

He'd make her scream in anguish and horror.

He'd make her bleed. His heart beat quickened as he imagined her bare body covered in ruby droplets of blood, running down her thighs and breasts. Her pretty features would distort in pain and her pink lips would open for a scream.

A truly beautiful sight.

He smiled and dashed down the street, leaving the bush shake behind him.


Lucy's head turned to look out the window. She thought she heard something. Her heart began to race. It couldn't be him, could it?

She stood up and tentatively moved towards the window. She peered outside, heart pounding. The night was still, the moonlight shone on her blueberry bush and the old oak tree. She sighed, feeling relieved. At least he wasn't following her to her house. She inhaled and exhaled slowly. 'Think happy thoughts, Lucy...' Her mother told her to think of good memories when times were bad.

Jude and Layla knew of her stalker, and were both infuriated that someone would torment there daughter. Her father angrily offered to get him expelled, or to "take care of the brat himself". But Lucy reluctantly refused. They had no real proof and it'd be morally wrong to hurt a friendless loner. She sighed, gazing at the starry sky. She wished Midnight had never transferred.

His presence had a big impact on her life. He was like a horrible nightmare. It sounded cliche, but it was true. Nowadays all she thought about was him and what he was going to do next. He had been laying low lately, but who knew what a psycho would do next? It was unpredictable.

How could she stop him?

Those horrific videos scarred her mentally. The roses made her puke. He was obviously mentally unstable. She didn't know his background. No one knew. Maybe he had abusive parents, maybe that was the reason why he turned out bad? Or maybe he was raised by unfit adoptive parents. Who knew?

Maybe he really wanted a friend and he had a different way of showing it. A fucked up way for sure, but probably the only way he knew how.

He was probably an abandoned orphan or something. Lonely and exposed to horrible things. Maybe he just needed a friend. Lucy sat down on her bed and contemplated this. She brightened up a bit. Maybe he just needed a friend, kindness. No one had treated nicely at all except for the principal. Kindness and warmth was all he probably needed.

Lucy lay down on her bed, thinking hard. That was it.

She knew how to get rid of the horrors he was bringing her.

Tomorrow morning she'd be a great friend to him. A kind, generous, understanding friend. She'd get the others to join her. Plenty of times popular kids reformed outcasts. She'd seen it happen plenty of times in movies and reality shows and even in her own school. Erza hadn't been all that without her and Juvia. Once Midnight was with them, he'd stop acting psychotic and scary. He'd be like anyone else. And then her life would go back to normal. Surely it was that simple.


Sorry. Not a talented writer. Repetitive and stuff. I'll update soon.