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Levy couldn't sleep. She awoke in the early hours of the morning. A cool crisp breeze drafted throughout the cave, chilling the poor girl to the bone. She was only wearing her three quarter jeans along with a denim vest and an orange bikini top underneath.

She glanced at the dragon slayer sleeping beside a warm fire. She pouted; irked that she couldn't share some of the warmth. Just because she was his hostage, that didn't mean he couldn't treat her with a little bit more respect. Sure she was thankful he hadn't hit for a while but still, a kind gesture of sharing a fire won't kill him, would it?

Without even thinking she mumbled under her breath, "Solid script: Fire!"

A tiny word, no bigger than the size of her pinky, appeared before her and flew towards the iron mage and landed on the ends of hair. A small flame appeared and the horrid smell of burnt hair filled the cave.

Levy's eyes widened in shock. "GAJEEL!" she screamed, "WAKE UP! YOUR HAIR IS ON FIRE!"

The mage woke up with a fright. The heat at the back of his neck was overbearing. He immediately began to roll around, yelling and screaming profanities.

The fire was eventually minimized by the cave's ground. The big man flipped onto his back, enjoying the grounds cool surface. "What the fuck was that?" he yelled, glaring at the girl.

"Um, y-you slept too c-close to the f-fire," she lied. She turned her head away, feeling both guilty and afraid. If he figured out that it was her, there's no telling what he would do.

Gajeel studied her carefully, deeming the girl's behavior suspicious. He then shrugged, figuring that he wasn't thinking clearly since he had just woken up. His gloved hands reached for the ends of his hair and he growled as his fingertips felt the texture of the singed strands. He then picked himself up and slowly shuffled towards the exit.

"Um, good morning by the way," greeted Levy quietly, trying to be polite.

The man grunted in response and went outside. As soon as he stepped outside, a strong breeze smacked his skin. His eyes widened in surprise. He looked around, noticing that was still pitch black outside, and there was no sign of the rising sun. "FUCK!"

Meanwhile, Levy shuffled her own feet nervously. Judging by the cursed word that was echoing throughout the cave, she guessed that Gajeel wasn't impressed about being woken up early. She felt a variety of contradictory emotions turmoil inside her.

For one, she somehow felt that this was the work of Karma, and Gajeel was getting what he deserved. This pleased her but however, she also felt a strong pang of guilt since she could have seriously injured him or even...It didn't matter how he treated her. Levy McGarden was not the type who would seek revenge and wasn't fond of injuring other people unless she had too.

Despite the guilt, she also took pleasure in being able to perform her magic without the use of her hands. Even though her word came out minute, it was still able to cause some damage. If she could use the right word to free her from her shackles, she could perhaps escape and safely make her way to Fairy Tail.

However she would have to go about this carefully. She first needed to find out where she was. She would be in big trouble if she just started running away and got completely lost. The Dragon Slayer would surely catch up with her in no time and drag her back to her prison.

No, she would have to plan this out with caution. No matter how strong she could become, it won't nearly be enough to take down Gajeel.

As if on cue, the dragon slayer returned, his teeth gritted as his body was fighting a war with the cold. He lay back down in the ground but kept a safe distance from the flames. Shortly after, a loud snore escaped from his lips. Levy sighed, figuring it wouldn't hurt to try and catch some sleep herself. She ignored the cold, crisp atmosphere as well as her uncomfortable position and closed her eyes, allowing herself to slowly drift off to sleep.

xXx

A loud crunching noise echoed throughout the cave walls, causing the small girl to wake up with a fright. Her eyes immediately shifted towards the dragon slayer sitting cross legged on the floor. A pile of scrap metal pieces lay next to him. His red eyes were staring absentmindedly at the opposite wall, while his hand automatically brought the metal towards his mouth.

Levy's stomach rumbled. It was then that she realized she was extremely famished.

"Morning Gajeel," she greeted him for the second time that day.

The man glanced at her, grunted and returned to his meal.

"Hey, could I get something to eat too?"

He raised a studded eyebrow as he fully focused his attention on her.

"I haven't eaten in days..." she tried to explain.

A stoic expression was pasted on his face, showing her that he didn't give a crap. This ticked Levy off once more. She frowned at him.

"You know, I am a living being -"

"-Lucky for you," he growled.

She ignored his comment and continued, "Well I still need to be alive for your plan, don't I? So I need food in order to survive!"

"Actually, I don't really need you all that much anymore. You were the bait and you have served your purpose," he grinned.

Levy's eyes widened with worry. Just what the hell did he do? Was everyone alright? Were they in danger? Were they hurt?

"If you don't need me then why don't you just let me go!" she yelled out in a shaky voice.

Gajeel shrugged, "Don't know if I want to. I'm still trying to figure out what I'm going to do with you."

"That's going to take a while," she muttered.

"What was that?"

"Just feed me in the meantime," she growled.

"Tch," the raven haired man stood up and walked towards her. He held a metal piece in front of her mouth. Levy glared at him.

"And what must I do with this?"

"Eat."

"You can't be serious! Do I look like I can eat iron! I need proper sustenance and something, oh I don't know, EDIBLE!"

"Well like hell I'm going out there just to go find you some fucking food. I offered you some of mine, and you were being a fussy bitch. Not my problem," Gajeel walked back to where his breakfast was and plopped onto the ground.

"So, you can go out to find me a book to relieve my boredom but you can't make some effort to bring me something I need in order to LIVE!" the woman screeched.

Gajeel winced at the sound of her voice. The dam woman was growing some balls and he didn't like it. He was being too lenient on her and now he was paying for it.

"I could go outside and fetch you a twig if you prefer. Just let me eat in peace," he hissed.

The girl could feel the anger boiling up inside her. Her face felt so flushed, she was sure steam would be blowing out of her ears any moment. "A twig? A TWIG!" she screamed.

Oh how this man vexed her. She wanted to use her solid script so badly right now. The thought of flinging another flamed word to his hair or a drop of acid singeing his skin, was all too tempting. She wouldn't care for the consequences she would suffer afterwards. In fact she would embrace it if it meant having a small victory of injuring her captor.

"Solid script..." the woman mumbled under her breath.

"Fine, if it will make you shut the hell up, I'll get you some food," Gajeel once again returned to his feet and stomped outside, interrupting the woman's magic attack.

The bluenette exhaled noisily as she glared after him. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to calm herself down. She blinked away the tears that were threatening to slide down her cheeks.

As much as she hated it, she couldn't afford to lose her temper in front of the iron mage, let alone use her magic. If he could keep somewhat calm around her and not attack her when she rebelled against him, then surely she could keep her cool too.

She glanced at the exit, listening to the sound of her grumbling stomach. 'At least he finally went to go fetch something for me to eat...Provided it's not a twig.'

xXx

"Fucking idiots too shit scared to do as I say," grumbled Gajeel as he entered the cave, carrying a brown paper bag. "Here shrimp. I had to beat up a couple retards to get this for you," he dug his hand inside the bag and pulled out a hamburger.

Levy's mouth watered as she caught the waft of the heavenly aroma. He held the item in front of her mouth and the girl took as a big of a bite as she could. She gave a soft moan as the flavors of the burger danced with her taste buds.

Despite enjoying the taste of her food, Levy quickly chewed and swallowed before attacking the hamburger once more. She swallowed her second bite almost immediately. Gajeel yanked the burger away took a big chunk out of it himself.

"Hey!" protested the starving girl, "You already ate!"

"Gihihi! Just making sure it wasn't poisoned," He grinned. He then held the food in front of her mouth once more. He found it amusing how the girl's head would bob back and forth to eat her meal. She sort of looked like a tortoise attacking a piece of lettuce.

Before she could engulf the last bit, Gajeel yanked it away again. He bent down to her eye level. "Breathe," he commanded. The woman swallowed what was in her mouth and gasped for air. She eyed the food in his hand, craving for it. "Open your mouth, I'll feed it to you," he said.

She stared at him in bewilderment. If she wasn't so shocked, she was sure she would have been blushing like mad right about now.

"What?" he asked, as he noticed her expression, "I'm not risking you trying to bite my fingers off. Now open up before I eat the last bite instead."

Levy did as she told and he quickly popped the morsel in her mouth. She chewed very slowly as she stared at the man in curiosity. As the she allowed the food to slide down her throat she opened her mouth once more to speak, "You could have just turned your fingers into iron you know."

"Didn't think of that," he shrugged nonchalantly. He turned around and sat down on the floor.

"Thank you," she said, "For the meal."

He nodded but said nothing. A moment of silence passed between them. Levy's mind was racing as she wanted to ask him many questions. She had calmed down during his absenteeism and had time to contemplate on things. And now that she had been fed, it had fueled her curiosity even more.

"Have you thought about it yet?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"Have you thought about what you're going to do...with me."

"No," he grunted.

"And what about you?"

"What about me?"
"Your 'mission' is complete, is it not? What are you going to do now?"

"Dam it Shrimp! Is this some sort of fucking interrogation?"

"I'm just curious. I don't think you want to spend the rest of your days hiding in a cave,"

"Like HELL I'm hiding!"

"I think you are. Whatever you have done to Fairy Tail, they will come after you. Especially since you still have me. And no matter how strong you are, you could never take down the entire guild!"

"Is that what you think Shrimp?" Gajeel smirked. He glanced at the bluenette in amusement, "Gihihi. So tell me then, why was I able to injure everyone of your precious nakama? Why is your guild in shambles for the second time?"

"You're lying," she said skeptically, "Even if you tore the building apart, there is no way you could hurt every Fairy Tail mage. Especially people like Natsu, Gray, Erza or Master."

"From what I heard, Makarov is the one who was injured the most."

Levy was flabbergasted. This had to be a joke. A sick twisted joke this man made to inflate his ego. Fairy Tail was the strongest guild in Fiore and perhaps the world, in her own opinion. They were known for their reckless behavior but they also could be counted on to help anyone in need. They were kind and caring people who protected the innocent and…

"He was probably trying to protect his children," Levy realized.

"What?"

"Master was only injured because he children were being attacked. He was shielding them from harm's way and he suffered for it."

"Tch. Probably. I wouldn't be surprised.

She bowed her head in sorrow, her eyes brimming with tears, "Why?"

"Because you're a bunch of fucking wimps who –"

"No, why are you doing this?" she asked shakily.

"Because you guys destroyed my guild and attacked Master Jose. You guys had to pay for what you -"

"NO!" she screamed. She jerked her head up, glaring at the man with so much hate in her eyes, "YOU attacked US. YOU injured my team. YOU kidnapped our comrade. It was YOU who had started the war. YOU attacked our master first! So how DARE you say that we deserved this?" The girl's throat felt hoarse from all the screaming but she didn't care. This man had hurt her friends and he could never be forgiven. "I hate you," she spat.

Gajeel stood up and dusted himself off. "Whatever," he murmured, whilst walking outside.

As soon as his figure disappeared, Levy burst into tears. She hated him. It was one thing to hurt her but to wound those who she cared about was another story. She needed to get out of here. She needed to go help her nakama and take care of them.

"Solid script: ACID!" she shouted, not caring if the man could hear. She waited for the word to appear but nothing happened. "Solid script: FIRE!" she tried again but there was nothing. "COME ON! DO SOMETHING!" she commanded herself, "Solid script: lightning. Solid script: Iron. Solid script: hole. Solid script: knife. Solid script…"

Her anger and frustration grew with each failed word. Her body was fueled with so much negative emotions that she began to throw a fit. She tried to yank her arms free by ripping the shackles of the wall. She ignored the metal cutting into her flesh. She ignored that with each push against the wall her shoulders were on fire as they were close to popping out of their sockets. She stamped her feet against the ground and kicked against the wall but nothing helped. Her body was too weak. She was too weak. She hung her body in defeat. She raised her head and began to scream. She screamed for being useless. She screamed for her hatred. She screamed for her pain. She screamed.

And screamed.

And screamed…