Hello! Here's Chapter Two!

Title: Boiled Hearts, Freezing Sol

Rating: M

Genre: Horror, Supernatural

Summary: Fairy Tail—one of the darkest, most horrifying guilds in the history of Fiore. When townspeople begin to disappear, the Magic Council sends their top soldier to investigateLucy Heartfilia. But when she is captured by Fairy Tail's strongest team, she must fight to survive and escape with her sanity.

Characters: Lucy Heartfilia, Natsu Dragneel, Gray Fullbuster, Erza Scarlet, Gajeel Redfox, Jellal Fernandes, Mystogan

Warnings: Alternate Universe, Heavy to Explicit Gore, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Disturbing Elements, Possible Trigger Warning

Author Notes: Well, I'm not really sure what I'm going to do with pairings for this. And I'm so glad you all liked this so much! Enjoy the chapter!


"Erza! I'm hungry!"

The redhead turned and glared darkly, tapping the blade of her sword against the side of her thigh. "Quit complaining and shut your mouth. You should've eaten before you came."

"You're the one who dragged me away," Natsu muttered, crossing his arms and pouting. His head was bowed, and his long and blood-flecked pink hair hung in his face. "I'm hungry and I'm hot now."

"Hot? Need a cooling down, do ya?" Bickslow rumbled, sticking out his tongue and swiping away a fleck of some dark liquid from the underside of his chin.

Natsu tensed and turned his head slowly. His crimson eyes burned brightly as he bared his sharpened teeth. "Don't even joke about, Seith. It's not funny."

"Silence!" Freed growled, fixing his toxic eyes on the quarreling dark wizards "The Master will not be tolerant of such behavior, and even thought I would thoroughly enjoy seeing your insignificant bodies crushed into a pulp we need you two for the mission."

Bickslow and Natsu both backed off at the green-haired man's thinly hidden threat, taking to growling lowly at each other.

Laxus smirked, placing a large hand on the shoulder of each wizard. "Come now, children. We can't fight in front of the Master."

Heavy footsteps sounded, shaking the very room as an endless and dark power filled the room. "Indeed. The dragon is right."

The wizards all immediately snapped to attention, expressions blank and devoid of emotion.

A huge and towering man appeared out of the shadows. He stood with a clear and present sense of power, and deeply set black eyes searched all before him with a soul-piercing efficiency.

Erza bowed down on one knee as she stepped forward. "Master, welcome back."

"Rise, Scarlet." The enormous man waved a hand at the kneeling woman, his expression unreadable as he stared almost blankly at the wizards before him. "Where is Laxus?"

"Here, sir." The large blonde man stepped forward, static crackling around his body as he kept his face devoid of emotion.

"What is the status of your mission?" The Fairy Tail Master crossed his arms over his broad chest, endless dark eyes fixed on nothing.

"The interrogation of the townspeople was successful. They have informed us that the lacrima we desire are buried beneath their mines."

"Very well. Send in the Dragons to retrieve them. Have them eradicate the townspeople and the rest of the town and return with the lacrima unharmed." The large man turned and loped off, abruptly ending the conversation.

Laxus growled softly, electricity surging off of his frame in a momentary display of feral power. It seemed to take him a moment to calm down, but after that, he faced the pinkette lurking in the shadows. "Natsu, find the rest of the Dragons. We have a new assignment."

Natsu growled deeply and shook his head, his crimson eyes a molten fire in the darkness of the room as he shrugged one powerful shoulder. "If you say so."

"Natsu," Laxus called out as the fire wizard made to walk away, a deeply grave expression on his face.

"What?" the Dragon Slayer demanded, a manic and irritated light burning in his eyes as he whipped around to glare at the larger man.

Laxus bared his own sharpened teeth in a display of dominance, narrowing his golden-orange eyes. "Keep your act together. Don't show up here hungry again. And Scarlet."

The redhead raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner as her dark eyes burned with a daring sense of incitement.

The lightning mage smirked, the action exposing large and pointed white teeth. "Hasn't anyone ever told you never to disturb a feeding dragon? It's likely to get your head ripped off." He turned away, laughing darkly as he stalked towards the door. The room erupted in a haze of skin-tingling static that pounded into the heads of all of those present.

"Keep that in mind when you think about bothering Natsu again."


He breathed deeply, in and out, over and over. Mist formed around his body, and an endless cold pierced his shapeless soul.

"They're here."

He turned and narrowed his eyes in a glare, ice forming on the walls of the room around him.

The messenger gulped visibly and took a step back. "The knight is requesting your presence. She is rather...anxious."

He growled deeply, darkness writhing around his body and breeding in the shadows.

"I apologize profoundly for interrupting your reminiscing," the messenger murmured as he bowed and backed away.

Send them in.

The messenger flinched, freezing in his tracks. "P-Pardon, sir?"

Send. Them. In.

"Yes, sir."

Once the messenger left, the man sighed and leaned against the frost-crusted window, sighing in satisfaction as the icy glass added to the chill of his pale skin.

"Demon."

He waved a hand, not wanting to leave the comforting embrace of the coldness.

"We need your...assistance." The knight's voice thundered throughout the dimly lit room, a rumble of unnecessary noise tearing violently through his beloved silence.

He placed a hand against the window, black and pointed nails screeching a thinly veiled warning against the smooth glass. A growl rumbled deeply in the back of his throat, and a surge of dark power began to seep into the room.

There was a slight pause, and then the knight was speaking again, her voice a dead and cold drone. "We cannot afford to wait. The Dragons would be benefited by your abilities. You would have a chance to run free again. Answer me now and I promise I will take my leave."

He let out an icy breath and turned. Darkness obscured his vision and black power surged around him.

"Very well."


She was running in the endless black that wrapped her in a bone-crushing embrace. Her breath came in quick and shallow gasps and her heart raced, a meaty fist pounding against an immovable wall of bone.

She had to keep moving. They were coming closer. They were almost on top of her.

Little girl...

You can't hide or run from me.

I'm going to find you...

She clenched her teeth and shook her head, struggling in the grasp of the darkly determined shadows. They would never catch her. She had grown stronger—enough to respond heartily to their attacks.

"Miss Heartfilia?"

Lucy gasped and grasped at her chest blindly, honey-brown eyes shooting open widely as she jerked in her seat.

"Are you alright?"

A large, heavy, and warm hand was placed hesitantly on her shoulder. She turned and looked up to see a large and looming man standing in a hunched-over position above her. Two bright blue eyes burned brightly out of a pale face, alight with concern and agitation.

"Ryu." The blonde woman smiled faintly and took his hand off of her armored shoulder. "What are you doing here?"

"I had a few minutes of free time, so I thought I would come and see you." The Eternal Guard's expression softened slightly, and a faint warmth shone in his ocean-colored gaze.

"You're not really here." Her smile vanished and she sighed, running a hand through her long golden hair.

Ryu's body flickered and wavered, and a saddened expression crossed his face. "Ever since Fairy Tail's attack, security has strengthened and I'm on constant duty." The image of his body trembled visibly, and he let out a deep breath. "My magic is constantly being stretched thin. It is all I can do just to send a projection to you."

Lucy frowned deeply, shaking her head. "Don't waste your time or energy. The Council will not be pleased if they find out you're here."

"Well, they will be pleased to know that I am not truly here." He sighed and shut his eyes momentarily, his body flickering once more. "I miss you, Heartfilia."

At those words, the Grand Hunter jerked away, her body passing through the holographic image. A scowl pulled back her lips and saddened anger flashing in her eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you? What once happened between us can't continue on. Not with my occupation and your promotion."

The Guard frowned, straightening to his full height. "Very well." A grimace appeared on his lips as his eyes flashed brightly. "I must take my leave now. My magic stores are lowering rapidly." Without another word, the image of his body vanished.

Lucy sighed and shook her head. running a hand through her hair. Letting out a deep breath, she rose to her feet and headed over to a large mahogany cabinet pressed against the wall.

Her eyes narrowed as a ran a hand over the smooth wood. With a flash of light and magical power, the door groaned open, revealing an array of various weapons.

Lucy took out a dagger with a curved blade, running her fingers over the cool metal. She could remember how many ungrateful, disgusting rogue wizards she had freed from their innermost darkness. With this particular weapon, she had freed over two dozen rogues.

Her eyes wandered over to the wall of knives. Out of all of them, she had no particular favorite—each of them were equally used and worn but kept in pristine condition.

Hands having begun to wander around blindly, she smiled as her fingers wrapped around a thick and rough coil of leather. Raising the whip, she closed her eyes as a warm sense of satisfaction washed over her. It was a gift from a childhood friend, someone who had gone missing long ago, but it was something she cherished dearly.

With a sigh, she shut the cabinet and headed out of the room, the door shutting with a thud behind her.


Natsu groaned, running a hand through his thick pink hair. He shifted from one foot to the other, baring his teeth and snarling in agitation.

Erza scowled, dark eyes flashing in a vicious display of anger. "Stop whining or so help me, I'll decapitate you and give your head to Bickslow."

The Seith wizard gasped, clapping his armored hands together. "You'd do that for me? Really?" He grinned widely, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. "I could have a new baby!"

Titania growled, her grip on her sword tightening. "You disgusting piece of—"

"Focus on the mission." Freed glanced back over his shoulder, his face devoid of emotion but his eyes burning brightly. "We came here to get the Dragons. Nothing more, nothing less."

Natsu stamped his feet, his eyes glowing with a manic hunger as a violent shudder wracked his body. "We need to hurry."

Freed stared for a long moment at the Dragon Slayer. Then, moving without warning, he had his sword unsheathed and was aiming it at the fire wizard's throat.

Erza smirked and crossed her arms over her chest. Beside her, Bickslow tilted his head and laughed maniacally.

The Rune wizard pressed his weight into the pinkette, the tip of his sword sinking slightly into Natsu's thick and tough skin. "Where are they?"

Natsu snarled, flames forming in his mouth as he glared at the green-haired man. "Back off, Rune mage."

"Answer my question first." Freed remained cold and impassive as he tilted his head. Lime-green hair spilled in cascading locks over his shoulders. "You are restless. Where are they?"

The Dragon Slayer bared his teeth, fire erupting around his body. He let out a heavy breath, the scent of blood and fire strong and overpowering.

"There." Bickslow pointed, his babies spinning in a circle and humming with building energy. "There's some kind of muddied-up soul over there. It's comin' closer."

Natsu shuddered, narrowing his eyes. He growled softly, his crimson glare burning a hole through the Rune wizard's soul.

Freed grimaced slightly, his visible eye widening as he stumbled back a bit. He was breathing heavily, and his hair was writhing in snake-like strands around his face.

Bickslow rumbled deeply, his mouth turning down in a frown. "Darkness is here, babies. Watch yourselves." The possessed totems swirled and bobbed in the air, chirping in agitation.

Freed gasped, veins now visibly standing out in his hands and arms. "Darkness..."

Natsu snorted out fire, shaking his head and making his hair stick out in odd shapes around him. "They're here."

A rumbling growl echoed throughout the clearing, and a thick cover of fog spread over the land.

Natsu groaned, flames dancing around his body. "I don't like this."

Erza's eyes scanned the area, and she subconsciously raised her sword. "Shut your damn mouth and keep watch."

Freed had placed a hand over his eye, and now he was trembling visibly. Despite his obvious discomfort, he spoke in a strong, clear voice. "Stop hiding in the shadows like the beast you are and come out. We have matters to discuss with you."

The deep growl sounded again, and then the world succumbed to the relentless grip of darkness. Before any of the dark wizards could react, a flash of blinding light appeared and tore through the thick blackness.

Two men stood before the Fairy Tail wizards. One was blonde and lean, and dark blue eyes burned out of a tan face. His body was concealed in a long white cloak and his feet were bare and speckled with dirt and dust. His companion was taller, with thick and long raven hair that hung low in his face. A large scar ran vertically through his visible eye.

Natsu made a sound like a pained moan, shaking his head. He hunched over, clutching his violent pink hair in his fists as he trembled visibly. "No, no, no. Get out of my head!"

Erza glanced over at the Dragon Slayer, baring her teeth in a snarl before turning back to the two men. "Do you know what is going on?"

The blonde nodded slowly, a hidden wind making his cloak writhe around his body.

"The Master wants you to be there to raid the town." Bickslow's face was expressionless, his fingers twitching as if eager to get into something. "Ain't gonna chicken out and be little fried men, are you?"

The raven-haired man fixed his crimson glare on the Seith mage. "Your words are unwanted, Seith."

"Everyone tells me that, but nothin's gonna change," the Black Caster wizard muttered, his babies copying his words and spinning in circles around his head.

"Since you know what is going on, the Master expects you to be present. He will hold you accountable for the failure of the mission if you are not," Erza stated plainly, glancing over at the panting Rune wizard beside her.

"We don't care if he is pleased or not. We feel the need to point out that we would much rather tear him to pieces than work for him," the darker Slayer hissed, crimson eyes flashing brightly.

"He keeps the Council off of your backs," Erza countered, her voice dark and deceptively smooth. "It is the least he can do. You owe him—"

"—we didn't ask him for assistance—"

"—yet you are proving to be rather ungrateful." Erza cut them off with a dangerous glint in her eyes, a cold wind making her crimson hair flow and writhe around her. "Ungrateful little cowards who don't know the meaning of true courage, honor, or strength." A massive sword appeared in her hand, and she pointed the blade at the Dragon Slayers. "I suppose I should beat some sense into you."

"Now, now. We don't need to be fighting like this."

Natsu froze, his eyes wide and his hands trembling visibly. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat as he began to shiver violently. "W-Why are you—"

"Aw, is the little Dragon scared?" A cold and detached, dark voice echoed throughout the clearing.

Through the thick fog, a dark figure appeared. He was tall and well-muscled, with pale skin and raven hair. Scars covered areas of his skin and dark blue-gray eyes burned with a grim satisfaction and sadistic pleasure.

Natsu growled deeply, something like anger and fear. He took a step back, trembling viciously.

Erza glanced over her shoulder, dark eyes narrow. "You are late."

The man sighed, running a hand through his thick and spiked hair. "Couldn't help it. I got bored and stopped at an old acquaintance's place. It took longer than I thought."

"Tardiness was never a trouble for you, was it?" Titania continued, her eyes fixed on the man but her sword still aimed at the twin Slayers. "I suppose I should stop telling you to be on time."

"It would ease my mind, yes," the eerie man agreed. A horrific imitation of a smile curled back his bloodless lips. "Natsu, how long are you going to growl at me? That's no way to greet a past friend."

The fire Dragon Slayer groaned, his claws tearing flesh from his arms. "Stay away from me, bastard."

Gray Fullbuster grinned darkly, crossing his arms over his bare chest. "Long time no see, slanty eyes."


That's Chapter Two. Let me know what you think!