Gajeel POV

Gajeel couldn't believe what the others were suggesting. Finding a mage to break into her mind and try to force her powers to the surface? Really? He thought that, after everything that they had all been through, with all of the bad shit that had happened in all of their pasts, they would be a little more respectful of an unconscious girl laying in one of the infirmary beds on the other side of the wall. They all had shitty lives before coming to Fairy Tail. Pasts that they would rather forget. Why would it be any different with this girl? And why the FUCK would they want to try to force her magic out? He just couldn't understand it. "I think just asking her would be best. What if trying to unlock things just makes things worse? Besides, if she really is a Slayer, I really don't like our chances if she wakes up pissed. I can already tell. That girl's a spitfire." He chuckled when he saw the others pale. He knew what they were thinking. Slayer Powers and a fiery attitude...dangerous combination. Suddenly, Wendy's eyes went wide, and she launched herself from her chair, racing for the door of the infirmary. Only seconds after she left, his ears caught the frantic pounding of the girl in the infirmary's heart, and her ragged breaths. The others must have picked it up at the same time, because, as one, they knocked over the table to follow the small bluenette. Snarls were rippling from their throats as they crossed the threshold of the room, instantly looking for whatever had the girl so damn terrified. Wendy was calming her down, if her slowing heartbeat and quieting breaths was any indication. When no threat could be found, the men, as one, turned to face the girl in the bed.

As his gaze made it to the bed, however, his eyes bugged out, and he could feel a bit of blood dripping from his nose. From his peripheral vision, he could see that Cobra and Laxus were having the same problem. Natsu didn't seem to really notice, but the flame brain was mated to Lisanna, so...of course he wouldn't notice any girl but her. The girl before them was definitely no girl. She was all woman. And she was completely naked. Her dark hair was parted from behind over her shoulders, falling in two wavy lines down her front, over the swell of her breasts, and pooling at her waist, some of it slipping under the sheet that had settled at her hips, dangerously low on her abdomen. The creamy swell of her breasts were barely covered by her hair. Clearly she was VERY well endowed. Her waist narrowed almost sinfully, before flaring out to a perfect set of hips. Her skin was a beautiful caramel color, tanned to a bronze where her clothes hadn't covered.. He knew he was staring, but so were Laxus and Cobra. Suddenly, he heard Cobra hiss, and he felt a strong hand on his arm, wrenching his gaze away from the intoxicating sight in front of him. He found himself staring at the door, along with Laxus and Natsu, with Cobra forcefully keeping their gaze away from her. "What the FUCK Cobra?" He snarled. He didn't appreciate being forced away from looking at the captivating beauty that was the girl...no, woman...in the infirmary bed, but Cobra just shot him and the other Slayers a glare before motioning them out the door. "Out there. I'll explain. But not in here." The others looked at him, confusion leaking through their irritation, but followed him. Gajeel heard him pause at the door and call softly to Wendy. "The guys and I need to talk about something out here Pipsqueak. See if you can get her to talk. Oh, and she might want some water." With that, he followed the rest of them out the door, shutting it firmly behind him. They waited for him to catch up, then followed him as he led them outside. Laxus was being surprisingly obedient. As the Alpha, he usually didn't take kindly to being ordered around, or any other form of challenge, but he was just listening to Cobra for once. Gajeel just shook his head and followed Cobra to the training area outside the guild hall. Cobra must have heard something from her soul, something that really threw him off. He'd never seen him act like this. When they were far enough away that they couldn't be heard by anyone, including Wendy and the other girl in the infirmary, Cobra stopped, looked each of them in the eye, and began speaking. "Guys, we've got to be really, really careful with that girl. I got a glimpse of what scared her so fucking bad. Yea. She's a slayer. But she's locked her own magic down. She went through some really bad shit. The entire time you guys were on Tenrou? Well, she was a prisoner." And he began to explain what he had seen.

Flashback

Tori sighed. She had just turned 13. Stupid Lizard. You should be here. I am here child. NO! This doesn't count! You should be here with me. Like, next to me, not a voice in my brain. I hate you for leaving me. She pouted and slumped against the boulder she was leaning against. You don't actually hate me, do you Tori? No, Suijin. I could never hate you. She sighed. I just...I just miss you. So fucking much. Especially on my birthday. You know what today means to me. You found me on my birthday. 12 years ago. You found me and took me in. And now...your gone. You have been for 7 years. And every year, it hurts just as much as when you left. Especially since you left me a month before my fucking birthday 7 years ago you asshole. ONE MONTH! There was silence in her head for a minute, then a heavy sigh. You know why I did, child. I explained why I had to. I am sorry that it had to come to this, but you know, as well as I did, that there was nothing that could be done to change the course of events. I know, Suijin. I know. I just miss you. A lot. And not having you here hurts. A sound behind her brought her out of her discussion with her dragon, and she tensed and whipped around, her lip curling in a snarl.

A tall young man was walking towards her, a smile on his handsome face. She found herself staring at him, then looked away, blushing. He flashed her a devastating smile, and bowed. "Hello, beautiful. What is a pretty young thing like you doing out here all by yourself? You shouldn't be out here alone. It's dangerous. Pretty little girls like yourself might get hurt out here." She flushed a brighter shade of red and looked at the ground, unable to meet his gaze. "I-I'm ok. Thanks though. I can take care of myself." She stuttered. He leaned in, slipping his fingers under her chin, and tilting her face up to look into his. "Why don't you come with me, Sweetheart? I promise, I'll take really good care of you. After all, I'm a powerful mage, and I promise, I won't let anything hurt a doll like you." She couldn't move. His eyes were mesmerizing. "U-uumm. Re-really, I'm ok. I'm a mage too." His eyes flickered, showing something that she couldn't discern, and then it was gone. "Oh really? I would never have guessed! What kind of magic can you do?" He smiled indulgently, clearly expecting something simple, or for her to just be bluffing. She puffed up a little, knowing that she was going to be able to impress him with her powerful magic. "I'm a Water Dragon Slayer!" She announced proudly, her face beaming. He jolted back for a minute, staring at her, obviously surprised. "Wow! Really? Now that is something I would LOVE to see. Would you be willing to show me what you can do?" Her face turned even redder, if that was even possible, and she nodded silently. Her heart was doing funny little skipping beats in her chest. She couldn't believe that this good looking guy was interested in talking to her and seeing her magic. She wanted to impress him. So she looked up at him and smiled, and then stepped away from the boulder, facing into the empty field next to them. "You might want to stay behind me. I don't want to accidentally hurt you." She grinned sheepishly at him as he moved behind her, and then turned to face the field again.

She focused on her magic, letting it build and swirl inside of her, and she focused on allowing it to build at the back of her throat. The pressure built and built, until she could hardly stand it, and then she let it go with a "Water...Dragon...RRROOOOOAAAAARRRRRR!" She let the magic build up explode from her throat, blasting out from her mouth, and destroying a good part of the field in front of her. She giggled and glanced back. His gaze was impressed and...something else...calculating, maybe? She couldn't be sure, as it disappeared as soon as she saw it and he grinned at her. "That. Was. Awesome! Do you know other moves?" She smiled brightly at him and nodded, then proceeded to show him the rest of the Water Dragon Slayer magic that she knew. She was exhausted by the time she was done, and panting heavily, but grinning. He was watching and applauding. "Wow! That was amazing! You are so strong for such a young, delicate girl. Tell me, gorgeous, what's your name, and how old are you?" She turned beet red at the compliment. "M-my name is Tori. Torianna Syltar, and I'm 13." She looked at the ground. "Today is actually my birthday. I just turned 13 today." He gave her that devastating smile again. "OH really?! Well, in that case, we absolutely have to celebrate! Come with me. I have a couple friends that would love to meet you, and we can all celebrate your birthday together!" As he spoke, he slipped his arm behind her, placing his hand on her lower back, and gently steered her next to him as he walked, noting the way she blushed and jumped a bit at the contact, and smirking to himself.

Once they reached town, he took her to meet his "friends". They ended up partying with her well into the night. She politely refused the alcohol they offered her, saying that, with her magic, it didn't work on her like it did other people, since her body would just convert it to water. So, when she wasn't looking, one of them slipped something in her drink, and within 30 minutes, she was unconscious, slumped down in her seat. The men grinned evilly. They picked her up and carried her to a waiting vehicle, and then drove off. From that day, Tori's life was hell. She was kept chained and shackled, locked in a cell. The men who had kidnapped her were part of a dark guild called Death's Embrace. They wanted her to join them and fight for them. She, of course refused. So she was punished. She was beaten, starved, and locked in a cell with magic canceling cuffs. As she got older, and her body matured, the man who had first found her, Trystan, had come up with a new punishment for her, each time she refused to fight for them. Every time she said no, he used her as a plaything. He took3R everything from her. By the time she was 19, turning 20, her body had been defiled so many times, in so many ways, she had lost count. But she continued to say no. By that time, she had locked her Dragon Slayer Magic down so deeply, no one could even sense it any more. Since that was what he wanted, that was exactly what she would make sure he never got. One day, after a particularly brutal punishment for refusing to help, again, he was called away on an urgent matter, and forgot to lock the magic canceling cuffs correctly. She waited till all was quiet, around 2:00 in the morning, before she made her move.

She slipped out of the cuffs, using her knowledge of water magic to help slip her hands through the metal. Once she was free of them, she easily squeezed through the bars of her cell. Instead of trying to get through the entire complex, she looked for the nearest escape route. She found an open window in an empty room, and took a chance. As she jumped up and caught the edge of the sill, she heard voices heading her way. She arched her back, flinging herself through the open window and out onto the ground. Once she hit, she immediately rolled away, and then used her rolling momentum to herself up on her feet and running. And she didn't stop. She ran all that night, stopping for only a moment at a stream to replenish some of her energy with fresh water, and then took off running again.

3rd Person POV

The male slayers were all snarling in fury by the time Cobra finished his story. "So, you're saying that she only got away from that...worthless piece of SHIT...just a couple months ago?" Gajeel asked, half incredulous at the strength of will the girl must have had, and half in furious rage that the man who had hurt her so badly was still out there, and probably still hunting her. The other slayers bristled at that, and snarled again, glancing around as if he might be lurking around town. Cobra nodded sadly. He had seen just how broken she had been. Just what had been done to her. The level of depravity that that man was capable of made even him sick. He looked at them. "You see now why I turned you away so quickly? The girl is seriously damaged. We have to handle her gently if we don't want to shatter her completely. I heard what freaked her out so badly. She heard us talking about forcefully unlocking her powers. She panicked, thinking that if her powers are unlocked, this Tristan person will be able to track her down. We're gonna have to take this one slow, guys. I've never seen so much damage to a soul before. Hers is...fragmented. It's seriously almost painful to look at." The others just looked at him, the rage still evident on their faces. As one, they all looked at each other, and then back at the guild. "We will hunt that sick, sorry son of a bitch down." Laxus declared. "He won't get away with this. Tori is going to be a member of Fairy Tail, and we avenge any wrong done to any member of ours. He will regret ever hurting her." The looks on the slayer's faces turned positively feral as they growled in agreement. "Wendy is gonna take good care of her, but I think that Bunny Girl, Cana, Lisanna, Ever, and Mira would be good additions to that little group. I have a feeling that surrounding her with those girls will make anything better." Gajeel grinned a bit, and the rest of the slayers chuckled. Natsu piped up. "I bet she would like the exceeds, too! They can snuggle her and make her smile! All girls like little fluffy animals!" The others cracked up at that, but agreed with him. The exceeds would be good for her. Maybe they could get her her own exceed someday soon. It might help with the healing process. They were all still chuckling a little as they walked back inside the guild hall.