I just want to tell you that this is part 3 1/2, okay? I split it cause it was way too big... 10 thousand and so words... too big for just one chapter...and I'm still fixing it actually!
So please~ Enjoy~!
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P.S. I'm...uhhh...I'm rating these last two parts M...just..for..uuhhhh...you'll see.. (/ )
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"LUCY!" the young man shot out from the bed, breath heavy and uncontrolled and eyes wild and terror-filled. Restlessly they searched around the dark room for that certain something that will have his beating heart to calm into a normal slow rhythm; he swore the damn thing had skipped two or three beats already. His gaze slid to meet soft and creamy skin huddled together next to him.
There she was.
Here, right beside him.
His heart calmed only for a little.
Groggy and low, yet loud enough for his sensitive hearing to pick up, she spoke, "Natsu?" His eyes moved again and his dark pools met with wide chocolate orbs, hair in a soft golden mess; his heart started beating loudly again.
"Natsu... are you alright?" she had spoken again but he didn't answer. His voice would betray the tears and sobs that he managed to hold down. He only raised his hand and touched her, his palm cupping her cheek, rough skin touching softness beyond imagination. She didn't question his action, yet her eyes held many within. She just raised her own hand placing it upon his and continued to stare into his dark eyes that shook as he took in her image. And slowly realization broke into her mind.
It was a second later when he launched at her and with a sudden yelp the both of them landed at the bed. His arms were wrapped like iron vices around her slim waist, bringing her closer to his heated body as he nuzzled at her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. Lucy couldn't help but blush. She glanced down at him and smiled sadly; that dream again. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her fingers buried within his soft mass of salmon locks, massaging his tensed sculp. He was always like this, almost every other night. The nightmares were relentless on him, reminding every piece of his almost failure...
Both, her and Natsu, had almost died that day.
It was natural; that was what many had said. It was a disaster that day.
She would never forget...
Natsu would never forget...
How things escalated after that.
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"Fuck!" the curse erupted in the battlefield as well as the loud smash. His fist had connected with the ground in a painfully loud impact; white and tight, his knuckles were coated in scratches and blood that slipped at the ground. Eyes closed tight, tried vainly to stop the moisture that kept appearing, he kept his head low and his face into a snarl.
Fuck...
Shit...
God fucking dammit!
How the fuck such thing happened? How he even allowed it to happen?! He was supposed to protect her, damn it to hell and back and so far his job seemed to be done rather shitty! First she got hurt, then her magic was almost depleted, a dragon had attempted to eat her, then that bastard comes along and hurts her... And where the fuck was he?! He, who was supposed to protect her?! He was so weak... so useless... His hands rose and buried at his hair, salmon spikes that waved with the breeze. Fingers grabbed them as he started shaking.
Where was she? Where was his Lucy? Where was his partner, his nakama, his best friend, his mate? Where. Was. His. Lucy?! Where the hell had that fucker taken her to? Where the fuck Rogue-
Natsu's eyes snapped open in a wild, crazed state. Rogue... That piece of shit had taken his mate, his Lucy! He will rip him apart. He will turn him to dust, to ashes, to smithereens... He will make him regret of touching her. Of breathing next to her. Of even trying to talk to her. He will kill him in the most painful way possible. Natsu let out a dry chuckle; just wait till he sniffed him out, he will obliterate him. And he better pray to whatever it's holy, he'll find his Lucy intact, not even a piece of her clothing or a single strand of hair missing... if anything is wrong with her, Natsu will destroy the motherfucker. He touched his mate; horrid torture and death was what Rogue should prepare himself for, now on.
"Natsu!" said man didn't move to acknowledge the group that approached him. Erza was at his side in a second, followed by Jellal, Gray and a sobbing Juvia. "Natsu! Are you okay?" Erza made to touch his shoulder but he shook her off, making the Titania scowl in confusion. She watched warily the salmon haired dragon slayer as he stood up, wobbling and swaying. She made a try to aid him, to righten him up but a hand grabbed her wrist. Turning around she almost lost her control and blushed at the heated gaze of Jellal.
"Natsu..." slowly, the blue haired mage slid his burning hazel eyes at the slayer's back taking in the state of both his clothes and posture; he dreaded of the answer he would get later on.
"...what happened?"
Nothing moved for moments. No one had said a word; Jellal kept looking at the dragon slayer, Erza kept silent and frowned as her eyes took in their surroundings; how everything was rustled and ruined, the scarf that layed steps away from Natsu. Juvia sobbed quietly as she hugged Gray and said man had stopped trying to comfort her, not only because she wasn't listening to him anymore but also because of the heated atmosphear surrounding the place. He had felt that kind of warmth plenty times over the years; that raw, scorching fire that easily could suffocate and erode you from existance.
"Oi, you flame brain... what the fuck happened?" the dragon slayer kept silent, something that unnerved Gray very much. Usually the pink haired man would be all over the place talking about how he was all fired up to go and beat up those dragons and how he would burn Rogue into a crisp and such, but this... This man who claimed to be his best friend and rival, wasn't doing anything of the above. Just standing there, doing nothing... in all honesty he started to freak him out. "Oi, flam-"
"Gray-sama..." everyone stopped for a moment and turned to the bluenette that for once wasn't by Gray's side and had stopped crying. Crouched at the floor, the blue haired water mage's eyes were away from him, something that both agitated and pleased Gray, but...
"W-What is it, Juvia?"
...her voice bothered him a lot...
Juvia's head snapped back, but instead of facing the worrying eyes of the ice mage, she turned them to the back of the dragon slayer, "Natsu-san..." Gray'd missed the stiffness that wrapped Natsu's form, his eyes were caught up by the furrowed and serious look of Juvia. How her eyes were wide and narrowed on the dragon slayer asking many questions and demanding answers. Gray had rarely seen that look on the water mage and by the coldness that had erupted around them (the raw fire had demininced into nothingness), that meant only one thing; something was fucked up...
"Natsu-san." Juvia tried again and her wide aqua orbs narrowed dangerously at the dragon slayer. She knew he wouldn't turn around to face her, he couldn't handle the pressure, but she would by all means back out from this one. True, they weren't always at good terms (most of the time she was at fault because of her obsession, but who could possibly blaim her?! One look at her precious ice mage could suffice and bail her out.) but hell, she would get her answers from the fire dragon slayer even if she had to torture him. So she stood up and thrust her hand at him, the two golden keys gleaming bright as her words pierced everyone's hearts,
"Where is Love Rival?"
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"Jellal... take everyone and go."
The man in reference, nodded affirmatively to the slayer, the seriousness of the situation deep in his mind. Juvia had yet to talk but she continued looking at Natsu's back with fierce blue eyes -probably very, very displeased of being ignored. Erza and Gray on the other hand weren't secretive at all for their opinions.
"Natsu! What is the meaning of this? Where is Lucy?!"
"You bastard! What the fuck happened, you fire shit?"
"If you think we'll let you go that easily, you are more of an idiot than I thought!"
"You fire breathing shit, just talk already!"
Huffing both mages' gaze never wavered from the dragon slayer, eyes narrowed and full with furry that glared with passion. Erza took a step forward and raised her arm, a golden glow suddenly started forming. Gray and the others were taken back by the Titania's action. Sure, Natsu was acting strange and what Juvia had said had set both of them off (Lucy's absence making it a lot of worse than usual), but Erza wouldn't -shouldn't be bringing her swords out! Not just yet, really...
"O-Oi, E-Erza..."
"Natsu... You know precisely that what I hate the most is being ignored... So let me ask again and this time you better answer me, you hear..?" Gray managed to push that huge lump down his throat, his legs started wobbling and his soul trembled in fear. How couldn't Natsu feel that hell of a glare, while he was ready to pee his pants by just watching and not being at her line of vision?!
"Where. Is. Lucy?" was her demand in voice so deep and pissed that made everyone in hearing distance to tremble in fear. Yet the dragon slayer stood still and tall, something so out of character of him and made Erza grit her teeth; just what the fuck had happened?
Natsu then moved; he bend down and took the scaled scarf in his hands. Carefully he dusted it, the dirt flowing in clouds away the fabric and then gently twisted it at his neck. Erza took a step, hazel eyes flashing with despair as she hissed again, "Natsu, I asked som-" Suddenly, his head rolled back and threw a look at his nakama behind; everyone stilled in their spot. Eyes deep, so wide in size they ate the most of his face. A crazed glint glazed behind the deep emerald orbs, grey specks dancing around his pupils as he hollowly glanced at them. Just when, the same cheerful, idiotic dragon slayer of Fairy Tail, could look so abradly and utterly murderous? How could he even bare such eyes? It was so...alien to them all.
This was not Natsu. This could not possible be their idiotic, naive, baka-looking Natsu... Their baka-Natsu would never look so psychotic.
"Take them and go... now." His tone chilling their spines and Jellal strained not to show his trembling hands. He moved in high speed, grabbing Erza's arm and hoistering her over his shoulder making the ex-equiping mage to sputter and blush crimson at the space mage's actions. He mumbled an okay and quickly moved to leave, Erza quickly trying to get herself released. Juvia took a step to leave but she was held back by an unmoving Gray.
"Gray-sama?" He stood tall and serious, a scowl in his face as his eyes held Natsu's in a heating contest. Her aqua eyes went back and forth between the two men, the air felt suffocating. Her eyes stayed at her Gray-sama and unconsciously her fingers tightened around Love Rival's celestial keys; she just hoped they wouldn't jump into a fight. Her Gray-sama not only would lose this one but he could be greatly damaged in the end. And she would probably end up killing the angry dragon slayer, something that Master and the rest of the guild would definitely not approve...
"Natsu..." said dragon slayer didn't even move, "...where are you going?"
Natsu continued looking at the ice mage, eyes wide and unfocused; he looked like a crazed beast that was ready to pounce. Just what had happened here? And where was Lucy?! those were two questions that Gray couldn't bring either himself or Natsu to answer. He tensed when Natsu's eyes slid skillfully at Juvia. His body froze as his mind screamed to jump in front of her and hide her away from the dragon slayer's eyes; fearing he could bring harm to the water mage next to him.
"Take care of them for her." He had said and both mages had tensed. Gray glanced at Juvia who looked away from Natsu to the two keys she was holding. She looked back up with eyes gleaming determinately as she said "Juvia will guard them with her life." He caught the crimson color that bloomed at her cheeks when her eyes strayed to his direction. He mentally sighed at her weird behavior; sometimes Juvia could be weirder than Lucy (and from what Natsu had told him she could be very weird). But... his eyes gleamed at her and his lips twitched up; he would let her be just this once. Juvia bit her lips and let out a stifled squeal as she brought her hands at her breasts and her legs together, twitched and did half circles while her blush extended and now covered her from head to toes. Yeah... much more weird... Gray sweatdropped at the water mage's actions, yet his gaze strayed at the dragon slayer who was now walking away from the two.
"O-Oi, Natsu! Where are you going?" The dragon slayer stopped and tilted his head back over his shoulder; Juvia and Gray, both froze and with wide eyes stared at the salmon haired dragon slayer when he nonchalantly grinned,
"Just gonna slay a Dragon."
And he was gone.
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With a slam, she hit the dirt harsh. Pain erupted from everywhere and she stiffed a scream; her broken arm in a weird position, elbow turned up while the rest of the limp was twisted to the side. Blood pooled around her from her various in depth and size wounds, practically everywhere. Raising her head, she blinked back hair stained with blood and dizziness, her eyes trying to focus on something, anything that will and might look either useful or familiar. But there was nothing, only debris and dust and blood and filth... and everything was away from her.
Wait...
Her eyes widened; where was Natsu?!
A foot slammed at her back, pushing her to the ground flat the moment she tried to get up. Her head throbbed and she whizzed for a proper breath. What had happened?!
"And where you think you are going?" The voice froze her to the spot. Her heart sped up and her body trembled. She had totally forgotten about the shadow dragon slayer. He pushed his leg powerfully at her back, the heel of his combat boots crashing her spine into pieces. She cried out in pain. "Oh, that's it. Scream. Scream, not that it will save you."
She screamed louder as he grounded harder his heel on her flesh, making the bruised ivory to bloom with crimson blood. Rogue leered down at the blonde; he loved her voice. Her screams were something else. And he loved her body; so soft and tender...so damn breakable. And her blood; so deep in color, a blooming red rose that darkened as he pressed further. And so luscious; he could practically feel the sweetness at his tongue, and those tingles that rushed through his body... The dragon slayer sucked in a breath; it was heavenly.
"..S-Sto..p-Gah!"
Rogue smirked at the squirming blonde, he heard her pleas and small whimpers that made his heart soar. If only that Dragneel was here now, what would his face look like, he wondered. He probably would have wanted to kill him. Or better yet, he wouldn't even be stepping anymore at the celestial spirit mage, he would have been burned into ashes. And the reason behind his actions would have been pretty obvious and let him tell you, it was not because she was just his best friend and comrade. Which it actually reminded him of something.
"Ne, Lucy." He felt said mage stop moving, "Do you know what a Dragon's mate is?" She didn't answer his question, something that displeased yet pleased him very at the same time. It was okay, his game would become even more endearing now. "Do you, Lucy?" he pressed his foot harder and whirled it around as Lucy screamed in high heavens.
"N-N-NO! I-I D-DON'-GAAH!"
"Hnnn? Try harder, Lucy." He leaned down, his foot pressing her further to the ground. Pale fingers ghosted above her head, puds touching bloodied locks as if tenderly. He licked his lips as he grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head up, "I know you know, Lucy..." He leaned further and his lips touched her ear, "...I know you do..."
And he was right, she did know. She had done her research at one time back at Magnolia. It wasn't something urgent like when in a mission; she had just been worrying over her best friend's health, that's all. It had been the bruises, the marks at her wrists, at her neck... She had comforted Levy right away asking and demanding answers but the solid script mage had just laughed and shook her off; Lucy had seen though her tiredness. And Gajeel was the one she went up to next. The iron dragon slayer though had scowled and growled at her to keep her nose out of their business, something she immediately countered, only for the black haired man to jump at his feet and tighten his fists ready to growl and yell at her. Natsu was there in a blink by her side, his head smashing with Gajeel's, fingers twitching ready to be put ablaze as he questioned his actions. Then, something happened that surprised everyone at the guild; Gajeel started talking with Natsu in a foreign language, snarling and spitting words like curses at each other, every members' eyes were glued at the dragon slayers. When it seemed like hours, they pulled back and while Gajeel sat down drinking his beer next to his exceed partner, Natsu grabbed her arm and dragged her away from Gajeel's table. When she asked why, he just sighed and shook his head;
"Let him be, Lucy."
"What do you mean let him be? Levy-chan is my best friend, you know!"
"I know but-"
"If this continues, Natsu, Levy-chan will-"
"Nothing will happen to Levy, Luce."
"Eh? What do you mean?"
"Just...Let it be for now. It's best not to mess between a Dragon and his Choice."
And of course she had searched about that Choice, aka mate. But the books at the library of both the guild and Magnolia held little information about dragons. From what she had found, she could resume it meant wife,of some shorts. Like being together, raising youngs etc, etc... But she could find nothing else. It seemed that on the particular subject there weren't many information, making Lucy believe that the documents on dragons and their lifestyle were either destroyed or sealed away from the commoners' reach.
Rogue pulled her hair harder, she could feel the locks trying to detouch from her sculp, "Tell me, Lucy..."
Tears falling at her cheeks, she could manage to choke one word, "..w-wi..fe.." He let her go and her head slammed at the ground, dirt and rocks staining and ripping her forehead.
"Correct... but not quite." He stood up and walked in circles around the celestial mage. Lucy tried to wheeze in deep breaths to her aching lungs; raising her head she glared up at the shadow dragon slayer. Rogue was not the least faced by it. "A mate is something more than that wife, you humans call." Her crimson eyes locked with hers and stayed, "When dragons come of age, they are assaulted by multiple newfound instincts, one of that being to search for a partner. So they set out of their nests in order to seek that certain creature that will satisfy their need."
Lucy's eyes narrowed, her delicate eyebrows merging together, "C-Crea..ture?"
Rogue smirked in response, "Why yes, creature. When they choose their mate, dragons don't just narrow their options to their own species. It can be anything, living and breathing, that being an animal, a dragon or, in very special cases, humans." Raising a brow at her wide eyes he chuckled, "Sick, right? But that was what they did to survive. Those who found their Choices often tended to take their forms as if not to scare them or simply to live with them forever. But there were also those who never did find theirs. Do you know what happened to them, Lucy?" He leaned down at her and smirked; she didn't know for sure but she did have an idea.
"Simply, they died. The sorrow of having no one to love took the toll on them an died in a very depressing state; there's actually a legend that says that the most mountains around Earthland are truly the corpses of the dragons." He stood up again and did circles; she could feel his penetrating eyes everywhere, piercing through her body with lewd intent. She just wanted to disappear and hide away. "But... there was another category. Can you possibly imagine what?" Lucy stayed silent, head lowered at the ground and eyes closed as she tried to think. No, not what he had just asked. In all honesty, she paid no attention to what that creep was going on about. She was concentrating her energy to her remaining spirits, to her keys... in order to escape... With Loke and Tauros away, she was going to depend on her rest of the team; maybe bringing out Gemini and transform into Gildarts or maybe Erza... maybe bring out Scorpio; with all the debris and dust around her, he would be having a field trip... she just hoped that he wasn't in another date with Aquarious again...
"No? Then let me tell you who they were." Shut up, I'm trying to concentrate here... "They weren't many of them and they were quite rare..." Oh, I care very much you bastard... "...but the dragons always remembered the fallen ones." Huh? Fallen ones? That had picked Lucy's interest; Fallen? Who were those? The dead ones, maybe? But why were they called like that? She raised her head and looked at Rogue who now had a scowl in his face, crimson eyes flaring behind dark dancing locks.
"F-Fallen?"
"Yes, the fallen ones. They were dragons, alright... without a mate, that is."
Lucy scowled in confusion, "I...I don't understand. Why are they a d-different category from t-the o-others?"
"Why..." Rogue let a cruel smirk conquer his face, "...their mate was either stolen or killed before their very eyes."
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"W-What..?" Lucy took a deep breath, her chest hurting at the friction, "Who...could d-do such a t-terrible... thing?"
The shadow dragon slayer shrugged at the blonde, "Other beasts, humans... dragons..." Lucy eyed him nervously, "Mostly dragons, though. For revenge sometimes... and fun... Especially when one's mate was a human; they loved the blood and the screams, the pleas, the terror, the tears... And you know what happened to the mates' dragons? Ne, Lucy?" Rogue licked his lips as a tremor pierced through Lucy's body, "They grew insane, the madness that was locked away in their hearts started to come out and eat them from the inside. It corrupted them to no end and soon it led them to their own annihilation."
The young celestial mage stared the dragon slayer in front of her, eyes wide open and mouth apart. She took in the calmness of his being, the bold smirk in his face, the lewd glint n his eyes... How could he look like that while he talked about something so terrible as this? She was feeling like shit and utter disgusted just by listening to them and she was a human. A celestial mage, not a dragon slayer. It was suppose to be their history, yet still he looked so... casual telling about it. Although, she wouldn't imagine this version of Rogue to even share an emotion like guilt or sadness.
"Dragon slayers are no better; in fact if I would say, they are way worse than actual dragons. They would fight and annihilate everything and everyone in their path, first, and then let themselves get killed." It was too much for her; dragons... mate... despair... death... madness... slayers... annihilation... killing... Natsu... Tears fell to her cheeks and her eyes became void; it was too much...
"You know I wonder... how hopelessly broken he will be..." he kneeled in front of her,"...when he'll see his Choice..." Lucy's eyes snapped at his, "...crumbling..." he cupped her face, "...bleeding..." his lips touched her cheeks, "...broken beyond repair?"
"G-Get away f-from me!" As if now she was woken up, Lucy pulled away from the smirking dragon slayer, quickly trying to crawl her way away from him. She wasn't fast enough though; Rogue was quick on his feet, standing up towering her with his height. Raising a leg, he kicked her side and she toppled over, face scrunched in pain as her usable arm cradled her aching side. The dragon slayer didn't stop there.
Crunch.
Raising again his foot he slammed it at her broken arm. Lucy opened her mouth and screamed in pain, eyes filling in with tears, head spinning and back arching from the pain. Rogue twisted his foot, the heel digging deeper at her elbow, breaking the arm further in smaller pieces. She screamed again with a new round of tears flowing from her wide frightened eyes.
Stop...
He leaned down and grabbed her, his hand -big and rough- wrapping at her face, covering her mouth. Fingers crushing her scratched cheeks, blood merging with tears, coloring yet again her broken, pale skin.
Stop..!
He smirked as Lucy squirmed, trying desperately to free from his grip. Muscles shook and fingers tightened; Rogue smirked again as a desperate look passed through her wide chocolate eyes. He loved that look. That look of pure terror and despair... It turned him on.
STOP!
"I'm gonna break you, Lucy Heartfillia." More tears left her eyes, "I'm gonna take you, mark you and break you in so many ways." She panicked when he raised his hand and it was enveloped in black flicking shadows. She wiggled again, trying to get free and fight him off; he smashed her arm yet again, her pained, shrilling voice coming out in muffled whimpers, "And Dragneel will be watching you crumble." She felt them crawl up her skin; shadows, in the form of scorching hot ropes, started from her ankles, wrapping around her calves and going up to her knees and thighs; behind them a scorching path stained her bruised skin. Her skin boilled when the shadows tried to part her long legs, the black tips wiggling in her inner thighs. Shaking, she pressed her knees together, yet the shadows tried again more forcefully. Tightening around her skin, making the heat melt into her skin. She screamed again and she arched at the torture; blood stained locks sticking in her sweat covered forehead as she shook and trembled.
Blooming cheeks snapped into a blood crimson as the shadows parted her legs again. Her heart thundered at her ribcage, her pulse driving her insane as her eyes melted again. She screamed and moved to get away, to get free. She didn't bother with her arm; she couldn't feel the limp anymore, paralyzed and crushed, it was practically useless to her now.
She froze when she felt it. As if a bucket of iced water was thrown at her body, she froze to the spot. Her heart stopped and she started shaking. Eyes snapped open and wide, she stared at her crimson doom. "You won't be saved, Heartfillia. He's too far away to hear your screams." His hand moved from her knee to her thighs, the dark steamy shadows licked her skin in its path.
What was he doing? Was he really... Would she really... No. Lucy narrowed her chocolate eyes and moved; shaking and turning and twisting, she tried to get away from the frowning shadow dragon slayer. No. Nononono, NO! She won't let him touch her. She refused to let that sick man taint her. Lucy moved again with more vigor than before; Arching and twisting, she would do anything to make that bastard get off of her. She raised her hand and thrust it to the dragon slayer's face, her nail digging at his neck, scratching his pale skin relentlessly. Crimson eyes flashed again as Rogue avoided yet another failed attempt to gauge his eyes out, sharp nails only taking away the skin of his cheek.
"Hn." Tightening his grip, he slammed her head at the ground, making the blonde mage stop squirming. Her hand grabbed at his wrist as she tried to pry it away from her busted lips. She shook and arched in pain, choking sounds filling his ears. Blood started slipping through his fingers; she had bitten her tongue. Rogue snickered, "Cute try, wench." Chocolate eyes slid at his own staring at him dizzily, shimmering with tears; he saw her plea, her silent demands... Rogue smirked down at the blonde; it seriously turned him on.
The dragon slayer leaned down at her, his hand slipping under her black dress and no, no... please don't! "I'm going to ruin you... and him..." he flashed her a smirk and his fingers brushed the lace of her panties, her eyes growing in size as she whimpered, "..I'll make him watch as I'll mark you... then, I'll kill you slowly..." he flashed her a grin as the shadows ate her skin, "...just to see, the madness eat him alive... go insane... and die."
She made a last try to free herself; it was her trump card. She didn't want to do it. She had thought that she wouldn't call for help, that she wouldn't be a damsel in distress anymore, but... right now... she didn't care at all. So she did it.
Bite. Crunch. Yelp. Scream. And then,
"NATSU!"
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He could hear it. The voice he wished to hear.
Calling him. The need in it making him move faster.
"NATSU!"
I'm here...
Don't worry...
Don't shed a single tear.
A roar was heard, shaking both Earth and Heaven.
I'm here.
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"Crimson Lotus... Exploding Flame Blade!"
Everything became bright and transparent. Flames erupted from everywhere and engulfed both of them. Rogue didn't manage to guard the attack; he was crushed, the raw force behind the attack swept him away and slammed him at a wall far away from Lucy. Eyes wide and shinning with tears slowly turned and watched through the fierce fires and cracking sounds the shadow that approached dangerously.
"I think I told ya before..." The air swirled around him and his salmon locks swaying, muffler flapping along. Rogue opened his eyes, crimson orbs focusing on the dragon slayer that approached... but that wasn't that what surprised him. Eyes narrowed and lips curved, a chuckle left his lips.
"So you finally snapped, huh? Natsu Dragneel."
Flashing neon green eyes, Natsu stood and faced Rogue, fingers twitching and grin showing, "Hands off, you fucking little shit!"
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Wait! Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait- WAIT! This is not over! So please lower the shotguns and grenades, please! Next part is almost over! Just give me two more days, I think I'll manage the chapter till then! I've had a really rough time with a very serious writer's block and I was so pissed that I stopped writing for a while and just stared at the screen... ugh! That thing... we really have to find a cure about this... Anyway, I really need your reviews on this one, because honestly?...I'm pretty much very disappointed with myself in this one... I feel like I destroyed the whole story...
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