He could feel her panic from the other side. Loke promised himself that he would remain in the Spirit World until she called on him, but he could feel her pure terror through their bond and he immediately opened his gate to come to her rescue.

What he saw was not what he expected to say the least.

That fuckboy Jet was all over his beautiful princess, and she was squirming and panicking, trying to remove him from her person. It took less than a second for him to react; he didn't need to waste his magic on this lowlife. He performed a swift roundhouse kick to the bastard's head, and he went flying into a pile of boxes.

Frantic footsteps could be heard from outside the room. They belonged to the master, and although Lucy's cries weren't terribly loud, he could clearly hear them. He didn't know for sure the nature of the happenings in there, but he had a sneaking suspicion, and he sincerely hoped he was wrong.

In the next second, the master came barreling in. It took him mere seconds to evaluate the situation. Lucy sat up, one hand rubbing the back of her head and the other covering her face in a useless attempt to hide her tears as they cascaded down her face. Loke positioned himself between where Jet had fallen and where she was sitting, refusing to allow the scum to even think about advancing on her once more.

A groan could be heard from behind the boxes, and Laxus instantly knew who the culprit was. He spotted Loke standing in front of Lucy, protecting her from a potential attack from Jet. Laxus realized that if Loke hadn't shown up when he did, there was no way to know what else would have happened to Lucy. He quickly spun around to face her attacker.

"Are you.. KIDDING ME?!" Laxus roared, heading straight for Jet's barely conscious body," You have three seconds to get up before I make you," he said mercilessly. Before Jet even had time to blink, Laxus was on him.

" Time's up."

Loke didn't need to even ponder why Laxus was so upset. After the reformation of Fairy Tail, Makarov had left to be part of the Magic Council. That left Laxus as the new master of the guild. He was responsible for all of his nakama's livelihoods, and that responsibility included not allowing some lowlife to rape one of his guildmates. Even if that lowlife also happened to be one of his guildmates.

There was nothing Laxus hated more than someone taking advantage of the defenseless. No one in the guild particularly approved of Jet and Lucy's relationship, but no one had the heart to tell her to stay away from him. Laxus, even in his more angst-filled days in the guild, would have been completely opposed to their relationship. Back then, the weak were to be left behind; not raped.

While Laxus verbally and physically destroyed Jet, Loke decided to try to console Lucy.

Loke hadn't spoken to Lucy in months. The vision of her right now was something he hoped he would never see again. Her legs were spread wide, almost as though her mind hadn't registered there was no longer a body between them. Her entire body ached from Jet's attack. The dark, wet spot between her thighs was still completely visible and her humiliation was apparent.

As much as he wanted to slaughter Jet like the impudent swine he was, Lucy took priority. He kneeled down next to her and softly spoke to her," Lucy?"

She merely nodded, but refused to look at him," Is it okay if I touch you?" he asked.

She nodded once more, and he gently rubbed his hand up and down her back. While one hand rubbed circles on her back, the other locked its fingers with one of hers. She squeezed his hand, so he reciprocated. Glancing up at him for a moment, she opened her mouth, but thought better of it then looked away.

Loke decided a change of environment would be necessary," Master, I'm gonna get Lucy out of here," he said.

"Good idea. You're welcome to my office. I'm not nearly done with this Motherfuck," Laxus replied, his magical energy tangible.

Loke rose and Lucy followed him. They exited the room and made a beeline for the Master's office.


As soon as Loke came to her rescue, Lucy felt safe. He put his arm around her shoulder and guided her to Laxus's office. She should've been nervous; thinking up some sort of excuse to explain what had gone on in there.

But the way she had screamed for Jet to release her told it all.

There was no getting herself out of this one. She couldn't ignore Loke. He was right there, standing in front of her staring her down. Sighing, she lifted herself up slightly to rest on top of Laxus's desk. It would give her a bit of leverage and help with her shaky legs.

Loke studied her for a long time, his facial expression unreadable. He wanted to say the right thing to make her feel better, but he couldn't relate to how she was feeling. All he understood was the overbearing sense of anger he felt because of Jet's attack,"Lucy, if you asked me to kill him I wouldn't say no," was all Loke said once she looked up to meet his gaze.

She looked away and fidgeted nervously atop the desk. Her legs kicked back and forth, and she habituously ran her fingers through her hair. She didn't want Jet to get hurt; hopefully after he healed from Laxus's brutal beating, things would go back to normal.

But even as these naive thoughts formulated, she knew it would be impossible. Loke would not let her near him again. Laxus would undoubtedly see to it that she and Jet never make contact again; he was a really great guild master and everyone knew it. Loyal too.

"Oh, you want me to get offa you? That's pretty fuckin ironic, Pansy-Ass Bitch!"

Lucy felt a bit of remorse for yelling so loud and getting the attention of their guild master. She doubted Jet would ever recover from Laxus's brutal beating; both physically and emotionally.

"Only the lowest of the low put their hands on a woman!"

"It wasn't as bad as it looked..," she contended pitifully. She pulled a lock of hair into her hand and pretended to find something of interest on it so she wouldn't have to see the look on her friend's face when he responded.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he instantly responded. She shrugged her shoulders as she felt tears coming to her eyes again.

She needed this relationship to work. Or else she'd have no one. She couldn't depend on her spirits to keep her company; they didn't deserve to deal with her neurotic ways. Erza couldn't be held with the heavy task of making sure Lucy was okay at all hours. She had a life. Everyone else at the guild more or less kept their distance since Natsu's death.

"Taking what was rightfully yours?! And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?!"

It was beginning to feel like she'd never left home. Still trapped in that same loneliness where there were people around but none of them wanted to waste their time on her.

"What would've happened if I hadn't shown up? If Laxus hadn't shown up?" Loke yelled at her, getting right in her face and grasping her shoulders to get her attention.

"It was just a misunderstanding!" she cried, hiding her face in her hands.

"Do not lie to me," he snapped," You know exactly what he was going to do to you! I couldn't live with myself if that repulsive fuck had managed to... to...," he couldn't finish his statement and he clenched his fists in disgust at the mere thought of that vile creature defiling his beautiful princess.

"If I hear you refer to Lucy or any woman in that manner one more time, I won't be responsible for what becomes of your pathetic being!"

Frustrated tears were building up in his eyes but he refused to wipe them and hide himself from her. He couldn't help but feel like he was partly to blame. He never came out to see her; he left her all alone and she naturally sought out one of the only people who would look at her.

" I don't want to talk about this anymore," she said before completely closing herself off to him.

Normally he would've pestered her to reconsider, or even raged at her for her blatant lack of regard for her own safety and livelihood; there was just no point today. She wouldn't hear it.

He didn't know how, but he needed to find a way to make her love herself again. He could tell she felt useless. It was apparent from the fact that she wasn't even mad at Jet for trying to rape her. She had no one to talk to except maybe Erza, but he knew even then all Lucy did was tolerate her presence.

What made it worse was the fact that no one really tried to comfort her; everyone she knew and loved kept their distance once Natsu died, and she began to lose her way.

The pathetic thing was, even now, he looked at her and couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful she was. He was so desperate for her attention it hurt.

She brushed past him and made her way down the stairs, headed for her apartment. Momentarily stunned, he watched her go before sidling up beside her and taking it upon himself to escort her home. No way was he comfortable with her walking the streets by herself in such an emotionally vulnerable state.

The walk was insanely uncomfortable and very silent considering their personalities; both usually so full of life. Today was different. Once she made it to the door, he held out his hand. Taking his message, she handed him the keys. Unlocking the door, he held it open for her so she could enter.

She mumbled a thanks before shuffling inside. He led her to the tiny bed before settling his hands on her shoulders and urging her to lay down. Without a word she complied.

"I know it's not late, but I want you to get some rest," he said authoritatively, whipping up the covers so she could crawl underneath.

All she did in reply was roll over so her back was to him. Fair enough, he figured. He knew she was unhappy with him. She was being so passive aggressive and he could tell she was angry. He didn't let it phase him; his unconditional loyalty to her allowed him to brush it off.

"I'll be back later."

He needed to go finish some business with Jet, but there was no point in irritating her further by bringing up the topic.

She very quickly began to fall asleep. Depression and stress can make sleeping one of the easiest and most welcome pastimes in the world; in Lucy's case she wasn't one to complain about sleeping at odd hours as long as she was free of nightmares.

What surprised her, was that even in her state of mind, Loke was able to say something to bring a hint of a smile to her face as she fell asleep. Not one of her big smiles like before Natsu's death, but the corners of her mouth turned up and she felt a small bit of contentment.

"Princess...Never forget how beautiful you are."


After Laxus had beaten Jet to a pulp, he had him permanently removed from Fairy Tail. There was a home for most people in his guild; however rapists were a demographic it was not open to. He called the Rune Knights and they took that foul creature away.

He sat in his chair with his legs resting on his desk; he wasn't sure exactly what to do next. He'd have to pose an explanation as to why one of the most popular members of the guild was kicked out. People would be horrified and disappointed by what had happened.

There was no way to sugarcoat it; Jet had attempted the most vile thing one human could do to another.

There were three short raps at his door and he groaned in irritation before shouting a "come in!" In walked Erza Scarlet in her usual armor and pleated skirt combo. She looked worried and quickly shut the door behind her before sitting in a chair across from him.

"Master, I am worried about Lucy," she spilled, before turning slightly red at being so forward.

Then he had some bad news for her.

"She is becoming more and more withdrawn every day. It seems like there is no use in trying to get through to her. I am concerned that we may lose her. She only reports to the guild every now and again because I made her promise she wouldn't hole herself up in her apartment anymore," she confided. Although she was very composed, he could still tell that she was seriously upset.

"Erza, we've all noticed a change in Lucy. Hell, we've all changed ever since Natsu died. I'm going to need you to be a little more specific so I can see what we're working with here," he finished, deciding telling Erza about the incident he just finished resolving between her and Jet would actually be a terrible idea.

"The past few missions we have taken together have been rather...intense," she offered.

He stared at her for several seconds. When she said nothing further, he rolled his eyes in irritation," Care to elaborate?"

"When we fight enemies, or at least lately, she has become ruthless. Most times she does not need to summon her spirits. She uses her whip so proficiently that she only need lash it a few times against her opponents."

"I'm not seeing how that's an issue."

He tried his hardest not to make her feel like she was wasting his time, but he really just wanted her gone. After the fiasco earlier, he was feeling burnt out. He felt deeply for Lucy and what she had to go through.

"I guess...it's just not like her. She used to take such pride in her spirits. Now she never even looks at her keys. But there was one incident. I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone but...,"

"Out with it, Scarlet. I have things to do, and you're cutting into my time."

Crap, that wasn't very nice. Sometimes he found it hard to brush off his old ways, especially his habit of uninhibitedly speaking his mind.

"This man; he was an enemy of ours on one of our recent missions. I don't recall exactly what he said to her, but it had something to do with her spirits. Something that must have really upset her. I've never seen her so ferocious before. She whipped him so bad that it bordered on torture. I was busy with my own fight, but when I finished and met her, the man was barely alive. The worst part was the look on her face. She didn't care about his suffering. That is NOT the Lucy that I know."

"I see."

That was definitely troubling; he realized why Erza was so concerned. Lucy had become ruthless. The passive, silent girl in the guild was only one side of her that had come out after Natsu died.

"She needs help, Master. Please. Everyone has been so distant towards her and it's not fair. Lucy never got the support she deserved after Natsu's death. Happy has been so cruel to her, and even Levy has not tried to comfort her."

"I take your point, Erza. I'll see what I can do."

She gave him one of her rare smiles," Thank you, Laxus."

"No one in Fairy Tail gets left behind. Now get outta here."


The reason she woke up was because she couldn't breathe. She was drenched in sweat and she felt fingers closing in on her windpipe and her body was being crushed by one far larger than hers. Her legs kicked out wildly and her hands desperately clawed at the ones around her throat.

She opened her eyes to a pitch black room, but he was still there; on top of her. Trying to kill her.

Unable to ask who it was or to beg him to stop due to her lack of oxygen, she just floundered in an attempt to knock him off. Her keys were nowhere within her reach. But at this point, the force she was pushing back against his hands was the only thing keeping him from snapping her neck.

Even if she had access to her keys, she couldn't risk the use of her hands for even a second.

She realized, besides the fact that she was being strangled to death, that something wasn't right. She was in danger; Loke should be here. He could tell when she needed him and open up his gate. Unless his gate was already open and he was somewhere else; or he was too injured to open his gate or even hear her pleas.

Becoming frustrated with how fierce of a fight she was putting up, the man released her throat and instead pulled back and just nailed her right in the face. Fortunately the cushion of her bed was kind to her and she only sustained damage from the initial hit. Struggling to suck in as much air as possible, Lucy ran her hand over her throat, trying to soothe skin that was soon to birth red marks in a few minutes.

As soon as she caught her breath, the tears fell immediately. There was no reason to try to be inconspicuous. He'd already found her in this little ass apartment, and he was unlikely to lose her any time soon. Her cries echoed over the walls; them being the only sound in her apartment.

What in the actual fuck was going on?

Rolling out of bed, she stumbled around blindly to look for a light switch as well as something to defend herself with. Her heart was pounding so rapidly in her chest that she sincerely thought she'd die. Instincts told her to do everything she could to get this cretin away from her, but the hopelessness within her made her want to curl onto the floor and just protect her vital organs for as long as she could hold out.

And then suddenly she could see.

Part of her wanted to be surprised, but looking back on the day's events, she just couldn't bring herself to feel anything other than disappointment. Well and fear.

Jet was sat on her couch, having turned on the lights for the dramatic reveal. His facial features were crazed, and he did not look pleased to say the least.

"Looking good, Lucy," he smirked, obviously proud of the damage he'd done to her body.

The laugh he released terrified her like nothing she'd ever experienced before. There were times in the past where she was scared off her ass, where the odds seemed exponentially bad, but all those times she'd made it through for her friends. She was an extremely resilient girl; she always fought back against her attackers. But what about now?

She was home alone with her abusive boyfriend, he was obviously trying to kill her, and she couldn't for the life of her figure out what she was fighting for. She'd already let Natsu slip through her fingers, and no one else at the guild gave her a second look besides Erza and Gray. Even then, no one really made an effort to associate with her.

Lucy couldn't think of a reason not to die. Her body urged her to live but her mind was indifferent and it brought forth more sobs of despair. She was so confused; Was she supposed to live? Did she deserve to? The thought that she wanted to die scared her even further.

But when Jet sat up to pursue her and she instinctively shied away, she made the decision. Maybe she didn't care about her life, and maybe she hated herself, but she would not die on someone else's terms.

"Aw, Lucy. Don't be like that. I should be the one who's upset. Wanna know why?"

As he spoke, he brought himself closer and closer to her. She shook her head no to his question, not wanting to hear his voice," You're scaring me...," she whimpered.

"Well that's too fucking bad, Babe. Maybe you should have thought about that before you betrayed me. Imagine how I feel. I clear all my plans to spend my day with you. Then, not only do you come to the door late, but you don't let me get it in, and you bitch so loud Loke and that bastard Laxus come to your pitiful rescue," he growled angrily, closing the distance between them.

She turned away from him, regaining some sense to search for her keys and hopefully her whip.

"Don't bother looking for your keys, Babe. You won't be finding them anytime soon-"

"What did you do to them, Jet!" she cried.

He rested his hand on her face, gently cupping it," They're nice and safe," I'm nice and safe," but you know you really pissed me off. Today made me realize this relationship is going nowhere. And I think we need to break up."

"...Okay..," she nodded, silently thankful for his deduction.

What she didn't expect was to be backhanded, and before she could fall he was back on her. This time his hand was gripping her ponytail, forcing her head back so she'd look up into his eyes. She was so scared, and she knew no one was coming to save her.

"You should be fucking begging me to stay! It's shit like this that makes me hate you so much!"

Absolutely no one knew he was here, and only Laxus and Loke even knew he posed a threat to her. Of them, she doubted either knew he'd ever strike her. Or try to kill her.

Her tears fell faster, and as she looked up at him, her eyes pleading him to leave her be, he laughed in her face. She was filled with a sinking feeling, and she begged him," Please... I'll do anything. Just please don't hurt me, Jet."

"You know what? I like that look on you. All pathetic and crying and bruised. But I don't think I agree with you. I won't leave you alone. What I'm going to do to you, you will never be able to heal from. I'm gonna teach you a lesson no one will ever forget," he finished as he punched her in the stomach. Her hands came up to grip his shoulders to prevent her from falling, and her nails tore into his shirt and drew blood with how tightly she was holding onto him.

I'm going to die... was the only thought to cross her mind. His assault on her being only continued, punch after punch. She knew if she stayed just close enough it wouldn't give him room to kick her. And people's kicks always tended to be more powerful than their punches.

"I'm going to fucking kill you, and no one is going to come to save you. You're going to die alone in your apartment. You're going to bleed out just like your worthless teammate, Natsu, did."

After that she fell to the floor, her body in complete and utter pain. What was she supposed to do? His magic was a joke compared to hers, but being a holder type mage, she was a sitting duck without her keys and whip, and his physical strength was on a whole other level than hers.

"You're my property. You belong to me, Little Slut. If you had just spread those hot little legs of yours and let me utilize the one thing you're good for, we'd still be happily in love. All I wanted was to fuck that pretty cunt of yours."

At this point she could barely stand, but in a last ditch effort, she shot forward and tackled him to the ground, arms wrapped around his torso to make sure he couldn't balance himself out at the last second.

She couldn't believe it worked. She was on top of her captor and it kind of seemed like she had the advantage, although she was so dizzy and nauseous that she wasn't really sure what to do with herself now that she had him like this.

The only thing she knew was that she couldn't let things end this way. Whatever happened, she refused to die today.


R&R please.