The demon inside.
By: LemonSherbert
Chapter 2: You are a monster.
I do not own any of the characters in this story, they are owned by the creator of Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima, do enjoy and don't forget to review.
She walked up the pathway to the schools entrance, waving at her classmates as they waved goodbye to her, her smile was as bright as could be and she shone up the darkness wherever she went. The little bluenette loved everything about her life... well there was one aspect she wished she could change but alas, fate had dealt her a crappy hand in that respect though she tried to be positive. On the upside of being a Demon, she would age slowly and would remain beautiful and young for years to come then again, she would have to watch everyone she loved die and leave her alone.
"I'll see you tomorrow Levy!" She heard someone shout and she looked up, seeing her blonde, busty, best friend climbing into a sleek, black limo and she smiled, waving goodbye to her. Of course she would be stuck in a body as tiny as a flea though, her chest wasn't very big and she was knee high to a grass-hopper. Though she thanked the gods for giving her one good feature... her butt, it was well-endowed and peachy, toned just right and she had slim, runner like legs. She was a toxic mix of cute and sexy all in one and for that, she couldn't be happier; sure she got a bit self-conscious, seeing her friends filling double-D bra's but such was life.
Levy hummed as she turned left at the gates, her walk home would be long, she didn't have a flashy limo or a bike to cut her journey in half. No, she walked, her parents weren't well off, her father was a librarian and her mother worked at a convenience store so income was low but they made do. She was always thankful for what she had and never complained, she had seen others with much less and she knew that having a roof over her head, clothes on her back and food in her belly was privilege enough, especially for someone of her kind.
Her parents knew she was a Demon; they had raised her since she was a baby, teaching her the values and emotions of humans, they taught her how to suppress her urges and distract herself from making deals because after all, it was in a Demons nature. Instead she went on long runs, kept her body too busy to think about the hunger and human food sated it somewhat, if it got to bad then her mother would collect pig's blood from the butchers, telling them she had leeched and they understood. Pig's blood was thick and sickly but it satisfied her needs, it pushed the hunger way down, enough to keep her focused for a week which was good. Whenever she was at home, she dropped her aura, her parents always said she was a beautiful Demon and she was never ashamed of the way she looked but people were sometimes evil. When she was little, her mother would make her wear hats, tape her tail up and make her wear contacts, she also spent hours trimming her claws and filing down her fangs. She did so much for her and she couldn't have asked for more, her father taught her how to read, write, how to do maths for the first few years of school because she couldn't get the hang of hiding her appearance so she stayed home.
The little bluenette smiled at street vendors, seeing the apples and juicy fruits on display but she couldn't take any, she didn't have the money and she, she nodded politely and walked away. Her house was on the edge of town while the school was bang in the centre, meaning her walk was about fifty minutes long but it gave her the needed exercise. She was completely unaware of the shadow following her, glaring at her as she moved, hating how sweet she was to everyone when he knew what lurked inside of her.
Gajeel snarled, keeping his hood low, it was a dry moment, the rain had let up for the time being, letting a few rays of sunlight shine through the clouds. The ground sparkled with rain and the air smelt wet and fresh, it was a calm day or at least it was until he'd seen her, god he hated how kind she was acting towards everyone. Why? What game was she playing? If anything her constant smile just pissed him off more. What did she have to smile about? Her kind didn't do smiling or politeness yet she seemed to be pushing herself to act human.
He watched her skip down a side street, jogging to catch up with her and he peered round the corner, even on her own she smiled and hummed. It was so weird; he would have been freaked out if he had not wanted to feel her blood on his knuckles. He trudged behind her, not to close, not enough to be heard but enough to make it obvious he was following her, when her body jerked to a stop, he stopped, sure he'd been noticed.
"I know you're there..." her voice said, more ominous than he had ever heard, she sounded angry and threatening but he wasn't scared. He opened his mouth to taunt her, insult her even when he heard a low chuckle, one that sent a chill crawling up his spine and he threw himself behind a bush.
"What a smart little demon..." a thick, male voice practically purred and he glared, pushing down a couple branches to take a look. Before her was a tall, slender man in a suit, the top half of his face hidden by what looked like the skull of a wolf and his long, bull like, ivory horns stuck out of wild, brown hair. A thick, ivory tail slid from side to side behind him, reminding Gajeel of some sort of dragon. "Tell me sweetheart, why do you smell like humans and not as in the blood kind, you smell like you are one?" He asked, confusing Gajeel to no end and he watched Levy roll her shoulders, a thin, spaded tail uncurled from behind her skirt and her nails grew like talons, he watched as two, obsidian, twisted horns grew from her head though one was almost completely missing. He couldn't believe his eyes, something inside him was hoping her eye colour was just a trick of light but boy, was he wrong.
"Because I've just finished school if you couldn't tell Jeremiah...!" She hissed, her voice practically spitting out the other Demons name like it disgusted her. This amused the skulled Demon who let out a low laugh and stepped towards her, hooking his thumb under her chin and she jerked away her face as she moved back.
"Now... why would a Demon be going to school, what use do you have there?" He questioned and for a second Gajeel didn't think she'd answer as a thick, heavy silence fell over them.
"To learn... that's what schools are used for and I go because I want to learn about human culture, not that it's any of your concern!" She snapped and the man straightened himself out and dusted of his suit, smoothing out the creases.
"What kind of Demon wants to learn...or... wait, don't tell me, you want to pretend to be human?!" Jeremiah practically howled, the bottom half of his face contorting with his laughter. Why would she want to pretend to be human? Why wasn't he going over there and beating them both to a pulp? Curiosity, that's what he told himself.
"And if I do, what if I don't want to be a Demon, what if I hate the way I am, you're no different, jumping from woman to woman to feel some sort of compassion because Carissa left you, you're feeling emotions to so don't try and taunt me!?" She snapped, her voice full of malice and the ivory Demon stopped laughing at the sound of the name Carissa. His mouth turned into a snarl, had she really hit a nerve? He thought Demons didn't care about stuff like that?
"How dare you say her name?!" He roared, his hand whipping out faster than a bullet and his palm connected, had she been human then he would have taken her head off. Levy let out a yelp of pain as she was thrown sideways into the wall by the force of the slap. Gajeel heard the sickening crack that her body made when it came into contact with the wall and he flinched, gripping the branched of the bush to stop himself walking out. Why did he want to help her? "You are nothing, do you hear me, you're a weak little Demon, don't you know that we can see the compassion for those insects in your eyes, it's sickening, holding such love for your food, it's like a lion loving a gazelle!?" He snarled and Gajeel watched in horror as the man picked her up by her hair, making her scream and thrash to get free. Jeremiah slammed her into the wall once more, her head hitting it first with enough force to crack a human skull and she groaned. "See you can't even fight back, your pigs blood only makes you weak, why don't you just give in and tear them all apart?" He snarled and she whimpered before glaring up at him.
"Because I'm not like you monsters!" She yelled though her voice broke a little and he could tell she was holding back her tears. Her black eyes went wide as he brought her closer and he could barely hear it but he could make it out.
"You are a monster... you're one of us..." he whispered before throwing her to the ground and she practically bounced off of it as she gasped and he watched her lay there for a moment. She looked so helpless as she struggled on thin arms to push herself up, when he looked up at the ivory Demon, he was met with his evil, pale green eyes.
"What do we have here?..."
