AN: Here it is! Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the moment you've been waiting for. . . I give you: JERZA. . .

ATTENTION: this chapter contains a scene and mentions of rape. You've been warned.

Enjoy. . .


Erza Scarlet liked to give a speech when Makarov trusted her a challenging and important mission. She liked to talk about courage and friendship. Lucy gave her all the information she needed to know about the house ouf of town and she knew that they could easily find it. They got out of their cars, armed from head to toe. The red-haired woman had her hair up in a long ponytail and her favorite gun in hands.

"They think they can show up and do as they like," she paced in front of the men. "Hurt those we love," she went on and the other hunters cheered as she spoke. "And get away with it? Gentlemen, I believe they messed with the wrong guild! Let's show them what happens when somebody touches what's ours!" The men went wild and the whole baccano outside was being watched by some of the vampires inside the house.

"So they found us," Jellal said. Lyon stood by his side, couting the number of hunters that stood in front of their house. He couldn't help but smirk, imagining how fast they arrived after the blonde got away with Natsu. Jellal wasn't happy when he found out that Natsu had taken the blonde with him and was nowhere to be found. He felt betrayed, but he had no time to think about him. Not even Gray was with him. His eyes were fixed on a figure in particular and how her curvaceous body moved with grace. He noticed the color of her hair and guessed that she might be the other girl that was trying to invade the mayor's house the other day. He smiked, imagining how entertaining it would be to be face to face with her. She held her gun with will and he could almost feel the beats of her heart. Lyon took him away from his thoughts. "What do we do?"

Jellal's eyes moved to the horizon. The sun would soon be there. He could send some of his vampires out, to deal with them but how long would they last? Besides, they were all armed and he didn't know what kind of bullets they might have with them. Jellal only knew that they were trapped. He didn't want to have to sacrifice his men. Although he had any affection for any of them (aside from the ones that he turned), he felt responsable for them and if something happened, he would have to answer to Laxus. He signed, he had to give Lyon an answer.

"The whole house is surrounded. We get out, they shoot. The chances are: getting shot or being burned by the sun."

"We could hide in the basement."

"I thought of it but they won't leave us alone."

"I guess the only option is to fight them. We'd still have five minutes, I guess."

Jellal fixed the woman who turned around to face the house and when he saw her face he'd never felt such urgency to get to know a human before. Her face was familiar, not because he'd seen her through the security camera's video. Her face reminded him of something of the past. He didn't know what but her figure had an impact on him. He turned around and got out of the room with Lyon following him. He reached the hall where all of his vampires were standing.

"If it's blood that you want, blood you might have." The vampires roared and growled like animals as they marched to the front door. Jellal didn't follow them nor did he lead them. It was a losing battle. He could run but sooner or later the sunlight would kill him, he wouldn't risk. He could stay and let the humans find him and even shoot him. He thought of Laxus and what he would think if he found out that Jellal was killed but then he felt like he wouldn't really care if Laxus thought anything of him at all. His mind wandered back to the woman who was encouraging her men. Had he stayed longer, he would have listened to her words.

"And remember, Fernandes is mine!" Erza screamed as she pointed her gun towards the house. To their surprise, the door opened and a bunch of vampires rushed towards them. Angry and hungry vampires that wanted to taste blood. Erza's men had good reflexes, they shot as soon as the door opened. Although the humans were many, the vampires were stronger. Erza shot the creatures. She killed them with her gun, fought them with her fits and many of them were victims of the shock of her special rings.

Although she saw many of her men win, she also saw many of them fall. Violent creatures of the night that killed her hunters with a simply scratch. She saw her family's blood being spilled. Blood of the people she cared for most. Some vampires drank from them, like beasts; they opened her men in two, they pulled their organs out of their bodies with a simply move. The smell was strong and it made Erza's stomach curled. She was used to it but the situation was different. The vampires were painting the ground with blood and Erza couldn't do nothing but fight those who would step in her way.

The she vampire that stood in front of Erza was fast and she might have lost an arm if it wasn't for someone backing her up. Erza used her last bullet on that vampire. She eyed the house intensively. Some of the men had already entered and she decided to do the same. She didn't see Jellal on the battlefield. She couldn't believe that the coward let his men fight his battles.

As she stepped inside, she heard screams and crying of her people. She tried to help the best she could. She wandered around the house, opening doors and shooting the vampires that were trying to hide from the coming sun. It would be there, soon. She guessed that Jellal was hiding as well but she wouldn't let him even if she had to turn the house upside down until she found him.

She found some of her men on the way, they were searching everywhere as well. Erza's steps were quickly and silent, but not silent enough to certain ears. He watched her in the shadows and followed her till she reached the attic. Erza entered the room and found a matress with some pillows on it. She figured it was there that her friends had been kept.

Erza was lost in thoughts when the door suddenly closed. She shouldn't have left her guard down. Sharply, she turned around, poiting her gun to whoever was there, her heart beating frantically. Her eyes widened when she saw a man standing with his back on the closed door. As soon as her eyes found his face, she didn't have to ask for his name. The tattoo told her who he was. Jellal Fernandes.

"Jellal." It went like a whisper.

"You don't need to point that gun at me. You won't shoot me."

"I wouldn't be so sure."

"You are out of bullets." Erza gulped, he was right. He took a step forward.

"I wouldn't be so reckless, vampire." She lowed her gun. "You don't know my ace cards."

"I guess you won't need to use them." Erza frowned her brows. "I surrender." Jellal raised his hands as her pokerface told him that she didn't understand what he meant.

"Why?"

"The sun's probably arrived. I'd get killed anyway."

"Why would any of my weapons be less hurtful than the sunlight?"

"I surrender because I know you won't kill me."

"You surrender because you've got no other choice." Erza smiled at him, taking out of a poket of her pants a pair of handcuffs. "Jellal Fernandes, by the power given to me, you are under arest. Put your hands behind your back and face the wall. Don't think that that gun is the only weapon I carry with me." Jellal simply turned around and did what she told him to.

Erza had to be very careful because he could trick her anytime. And how right she was.

She was getting closer to him so she could handcuff him when, as she was to put them around his wrists, Jellal turned around. Things happened so quickly that when Erza blinked, the vampire pressed himself on her. Erza hit her back hard on the wall. "Argh!" She groaned. Her head hurt as well and that gave Jellal time to take advantage of the situation. He, who was supposed to be hancuffed, was using his own hands to pin her wrists above her head. "You bastard!" Erza hissed.

His face was so close their noses almost touched. "You're a dead man, Jellal!"

"Yes, Titania. I am dead." Erza saw his eyes turned red. He eyed her lips.

"Kill me and you are the next! You hear me?" She groaned. "There are thousands of my men outside this house waiting for my command." The vampire smirked.

"You've got no other choice and I advise you not to make things worse." She sarcastically smiled at him, not wanting to think about the closeness of his body.

"You are going to do exactly as I tell you, Titania."

"I don't think so." Erza gave him a headbutt as strong as she could, just enough to make him step away. The action did move him from his place and now that Erza would never let her guard down again (not that she had, actually), she put one of her rings to its use. She pointed the object towards the vampire and it did its job, sending the vampire to the ground with a electric current around him. However, he slowly stood, standing just in front of Erza like a while before. She eyes him with surprise. How? She pressed the ring once again but this time, Jellal didn't fall. He groaned, which made Jerza smile. At least, he could feel the pain. She pressed her ring once again, just in case.

"If I open this door, you're damned, Jellal!" She yelled at him, running towards the door. Although all the windows in the corridors were covered, she would find her friends as she ran. But then she remembered that she was in the attic... She hoped someone would come to her if things turned out... Well, like she hadn't predicted.

Jellal walked with difficulty, yet, he was faster than her. "You're going anywhere, Erza Scarlet." The way he pronouced her name sent shivers down her spine.

"You seem to know quite a lot about me, vampire." She spat, pressing a special ring towards him. She was glad she could finally use that ring. It was very powerful. The shock could stop a vampire's body for almost an hour. However, to Erza's surprise, Jellal stood. She told herself she wouldn't freak out. That was the first time she faced a vampire that resisted the power of that ring. It was clear that it had its effect on him, but... Jellal still moved. He shouldn't.

"You look terrified, Titania. It's not like you." He smirked, with a pinch of evil in his eyes.

"Shut up!" Erza was ready to her next move. If the ring wouldn't take him down, she would have to do that with her own hands. Her hand moved to her waist where she carried a sharp dagger. Jellal, however, predicted her next step and threw himself at her. Both hit the ground, Erza groaning in pain as her head pounded against the floor. She let go of her knife. She had to admit that he was fast, which made her fear... He was supposed to be writhing because of the shock.

"Give up." He said, staring at her with amusing eyes as she tried to get her dagger back. Erza was shaking. No, she was trembling. She had never been in such situation so she didn't know what she should do. Her instincts scremed at her to fight, to stay alive. She tried to comfort herself thinking that she had fought worse vampires, well, none she could remember of. In fact, that was the first time she faced such creature. Who she wanted to kid? The vampire on top of her was old and that meant that he had experiences and abilities unknown to her. He was fast, strong and it was the second time he knocked her down. It was disturbing. She had to remember that she was trained to that, she was trained to eliminate that kind of vampire from the Earth.

He reached for the radio that was hanging on her belt. It was a walk-talk. He shook the object in front of her eyes. "You are going to do exactly as I say. You are going to call your friends and tell them to leave, that you will wait till sunset to take me to your base. You understand me? You are going to send them away," before he pressed the button, he continued, "and try to sound like yourself." She glowered at him.

"Scarlet here. Is anyone listening?"

"Macao here. Where are you?"

"I'm inside. How is the situation outside?" She tried to sound like herself, despite the pressure of the vampire on top of her.

"They are all dead. Some of them might have escaped, but crap, they are all dead. We've searched inside, the whole house is clean. Did you find Fernandes?"

"I did. We'll meet at the guild when the sun sets." Her eyes never left his.

"What? Are you crazy? Are you planning on staying in there for the whole day?"

"Macao, I know what I am doing. Don't worry about me. Just warn everybody else to go home, that will be my last order. The mission is over. Marmelade, roger."

"Now what?" She asked, trying to get him away from her.

"That's when the fun begins." He answered with a smirk. The next thing Erza felt was his teeth sinking on her neck, she couldn't help but gasp. Her hands ran over his chest, smacking it, not wanting him there. But then, Erza felt faint. Her head was spinning. She stopped fighting. Everything turned black as her eyes closed and the last thing she saw was his blue hair.

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Fire. That was the first thing she smelled when she was coming back from her walk. She had also collected some sticks for the bonfire they would make later. Erza had a smiled on her face as she remembered how happy she was that school was over and her vacation had finally begun. Her family had a house in the moutains, perfect when the weather was too hot.

She started to see smoke as she got closer to the house. Step by step the smell got stronger and by now Erza had dropped the pieces of wood she had collected and was running towards her family. Her house was on fire.

As she stood in front of her house, paralysed, she watched it burn. Her eyes wandered around, searching for anything that could explain to her how on Earth her house was on fire. "Mom! Dad!" She screamed as she ran to the front door, but she didn't have to go further to find her father lying next to a bush. "Dad! Oh, Gods!"

That wasn't her father, it was his dead body. He fixed the sky and there was blood all over his face, neck and chest. His throat was open, she could see his flesh. Erza was terrified. Her eyes filled with tears and she didn't understand what was going on. She didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she heard her mother scream. Her legs took her to where she thought she was. Erza ran to the back garden and her brain stopped working to absorb the scene in front of her.

Her mother was lying on the ground with her clothes torn off. There were two men around her, one on top of her and the other, watching. They didn't seem human, Erza thought they were too pale. Too pale. Vampires. She saw the fangs of the one standing next to the other two as his friend ravished Erza's mother. The woman screamed and fought, trying to get the monster away from her, but she couldn't. Her tears mixed with her blood. She had also being bitten on the neck but was still breathing. She looked weak.

"Mom..." Erza didn't recognize her voice. She was blind to the horror in front of her eyes. The heart inside her chest seemed to be on the verge to explode and it hurt, oh, it hurt so much that she was feeling it pumping on her throat. Terror had taken over her body. She was petrified. She had never been so scared to death before, not even with the most horrifying horror movies she liked to watch. Nothing was worse than seeing her mother being raped in front of her eyes.

Erza sobbed uncontrallably. She was also trembling, her hands were shaking too much. She hated the fact that she couldn't move, too afraid to take a step further. Her legs couldn't keep her up anymore. She fell on the ground. The vampire who was watching her mother's violation sniffed something new in the air. His red eyes met the teen on the ground. He smiled.

"We have company." He said as he walked to the petrified girl. There was a voice inside Erza that screamed at her to run away, to escape, to yell, to fight. To get out of there and save her life. However, she couldn't move. Her eyes were fixed on her mother. The woman saw the other vampire moving and she followed him with her own eyes. "Erza, my daughter, run!" She screamed once she saw Erza. She was also sobbing, anticipating that she would have the same fate.

"Erza. What a cute name." The vampire squatted down next to Erza and wrapped one of his hands around her wrist, bringing it next to his mouth. "You also smell very good, girl." He opened his mouth but before he could bite her, her other hand slapped his face as hard as she could. It didn't seem to affect him, it only made the smile on his face grow wilder. "You do look like you mother." The grip on her wrist got stronger. "I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson as well." Before he shoved Erza on the floor, he bit her hard on the neck. She screamed as she felt his teeth on her flesh, it hurt and the pain rushed through her body. The vampire got on top of her, ready to give her the same fate her mother received from his friend.

Erza howled. She had also wet her jeans. Realization came to her as the vampire ripped her shirt and started to unbotton his own pants. He noticed that the girl had peed on herself and laughed. "How pathetic!" Erza was weeping, her heart beated in such speed that she thought it would stop. She wanted it to stop. That way, she wouldn't have to feel pain anymore. She wouldn't have to see her mother cry.

"My baby girl, no! Stop, you monster!" Her mother screeched, which made the vampire on top of her hit her hard in the face, silencing her. "Shut up, slut." He spat as he continued to thrust himself in her, impatiently waited for his friend to ravish the girl. Fortunately, he didn't get to see it.

Through the corner of her eyes, Erza saw a shadow, or she thought she did. It was a dark figure that came like a light and cast down the vampire on top of her. She whimped as the creature was thrown away from her in such unnatural way. "I am free..." She realized when she raised her head and eyed a hooded man killing the vampire. The new arrival twisted his head and ripped it off his body.

Erza's mother was left alone as the vampire ran to the newcomer to fight him. Erza didn't waste her time. She didn't know how she managed to creep towards her mother. She didn't feel the tears that run on her cheeks. She didn't stop to watch what was going on, she needed to reach her mother. But it was too late. The woman was already dead. Just like her father, Erza's mother had her eyes fixed on nothing. They were lifeless. "Mom, come on. We gotta get out of here." Erza tried to say through sobs as she cupped her mother's face. "Mommy..." Erza laid her head on her mother's chest and cried. She was dead. Her mother was dead. Her family was dead. Gone forever.

"Don't leave me..." Erza hiccuped. Then she noticed the silence around her. Looking over her shoulder, the figure stood next to a dead body. The vampire's dead body. She tried to see the person's face through their hood. "You are safe now." A masculine voice reached her ears. "They won't hurt you anymore." His eyes were fixed on the wound on her neck.

"Who are you?"

"A friend."

"A friend?" She sniffed. She turned her gaze back to her mother. "Can you save her?" Her eyes searched her face. The man took a step towards her.

"She's dead. There's nothing I can do." Erza didn't seem clearly anymore, her tears were blurring her vision. "Please... My father's dead... My mom..."

"Shhh..." He squatted down next to her, yet he tried to keep as much distance between them as he could. "They are gone but you are alive. Why don't you let me heal that wound on you neck, huh?"

Erza turned to him and this time she could see his face. A handsome face. The first thing that caught her eyes was a red tattoo that decorated the right side of his face, then, his blue bangs. His eyes were as red as the dead vampire's but Erza wasn't afraid of him. Well, at that rate, she didn't feel fear anymore. Her body was numb to the sensation she'd felt that evening. "Are you going to kill me?" She asked with a weak voice. Too tired to speak. Her eyes closed and before she could hear his answer, she fainted, letting the new vampire decide what would be her fate.

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Erza's groans brought him back to reality as he felt hands over his body, taking him away from the human. His eyes wide-opened as he saw a pale face in front of him. She looked back at him, fear in her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but he didn't hear her. His eyes traveled to the people that were around them: men in black pointed guns at him after he was thrown to the ground by a man who didn't seem friendly at all. He also spoke and Jellal was sure that he was screaming but he didn't hear him either.

Jellal licked his lips. Blood. There was tasty blood running through his throat. He imagined the blood belonged to the red-haired woman, the one he was on top of. She had an ugly wound on her neck. There were some other men trying to help her, she spoke to them but was looking at him. Their eyes locked and Jellal felt like a spear had passed through his chest. He took his hand to the area that ached.

He eyed his surroundings: armed men that looked like were ready to kill something, or someone. In that case, him. Jellal was lost, his mind didn't seem to give him the information he was looking for. What's happening? Where am I? Who are them? Who is she? His instincts told him to fight but he was so confused, he didn't have the strength to move.

The man who hadn't treated him nicely before had a radio in hand, he was saying something. Ordering something that Jellal didn't know what could it be. He decided to look at the woman again. The girl he had seen a while before. The girl who lost her family, the girl he helped that night a long time ago.

He closed his eyes. There was a strange 'beep' in his ears that didn't allow him to listen to the humans. Jellal was forced to open them again as hands brought him back to his feet just to throw him inside of what looked like a big vault made of steel but once he was locked inside it, he realized that he was in danger. The walls burnt him, just like the sun. He was in the dark, there was no holes around him that provided him view of where he was being taken to.

The vampire had never been so disoriented before. He felt like a strange in a foreign land. He wanted to know what was happening, he really did but the face of that woman couldn't leave his head. "Who is she?" He whispered.

He started to move. Well, not him as he was inside that safe but the container itself. Jellal tried to stay away from the walls as much as he could but with every move, he couldn't help but bumb into them, receiveing a shock. It wasn't strong, Jellal could deal with them. He just didn't understand what on Earth was going on.

Erza watched the vampire being thrown inside the container her colleagues brought inside after Macao's order. She couldn't help but notice his face, how absent he seemed to be. He didn't look like his usual self. The vampire wasn't Jellal Fernandes. He didn't fight back, what she found really strange. The bite on her neck itched but she assured her men that she was fine. They were going back to the guild. Erza wouldn't admit but her head spinned too.

Macao approached Erza as they climbed downstairs and went back to their cars. "Are you okay?" The older man asked with concern in his eyes.

"I am fine, really. Thanks for coming."

"We came as soon as you used the secret word." "Marmelade" was the safe word the guild agreed to use when the members found themself in danger.

Erza smiled at him and went to her car. She followed the trunk that was taking Jellal. On her way to the guild, she couldn't help but think about what she had experienced. She had gone into a trance. It was him. Jellal was the man that saved her life when her family was murdered by some vampires. She was fifteen. How long has it been? Ten years? It wasn't like she had forgotten about that day, she just didn't recall it completely but once she felt his teeth on her, the whole scene played in her mind as clear as the day itself.

"Damn it." Erza cursed with tears in her eyes. That was the worst day of her life. A day she wanted to forget, a day she wanted to bury inside a chest and never open it again. "Why now?" Her thoughts went to Jellal. He did feel the same thing, she thought. That could explain his reaction. Erza thought of her mother and sent a prayer to the woman, to give her strength to face the vampire once they arrived at the guild.


"Stop right there, young lady." Makarov knew everything that happened during the capture of Jellal Fernandes. Macao had kept the old master informed the whole time. What Makarov feared happened and Erza ended up wounded.

"We've got no time to lose. We finally got our hands on him!" Erza smiled at him. She wanted to go to where they were taking Jellal but Makarov stood in front of her. "I want you to rest. The mission is done, Erza. Rest."

"I will. But not now."

"I know that you want to talk to him but you will have to wait."

"Why is that?" Erza frowned, crossing her arms over chest. The last thing she wanted was that old man preventing her from doing her job.

"I want you to go home," seeing that she opened her mouth to protest, he went on, "the case is yours, Erza, but I won't have you interrogating him like this." He motioned at her, eyeing her bite on her neck.

"I am fine."

"You are not. It's an order, Erza. You can come back here when the sun is down. Dismissed." Erza couldn't believe her ears. He couldn't do that! She wanted to scream at him. How could he ruin her moment? The moment when she finally got to talk to the wanted vampire? The vampire she and her friends had spent mouths after... Juvia got caught because of him, how could Master do that do her? Erza felt her blood boiling but Makarov was right. She had to sleep, she needed that and the purple bags under her eyes told her that as well. "You're right. I'll go home."

"Go, my child. I promise you will be the first one to talk to him." Erza smiled at him and went back to her car. She was going home and after weeks without sleep, Erza thought that she would finally get some. But again, how wrong she was to think that she would rest once she put her head on her pillow... Little did she know that on the other side of the city, a certain vampire was having the same problems but in a more drastic way.


Macao was getting better at throwing Jellal into things. Once they parked the trunk in the guild's garage, the men took the vampire to the underground, where FT kept a special jail. Jellal was placed in a cell and was left alone with his thoughts. The more he tried to think, the worse his visions got. Death, killing, massacres... He closed his eyes and saw blood in his hands, innocent people dying by his own freaking hands. The blue haired vampire spotted faceless humans and he also saw himself among the death. There stood an evil self. He had a devilish smile on his face. A smile he didn't recognize but he knew it was him. There was no mistake. He didn't identify the evil man, that satanic self. How ashamed he was to admit that it was him...

Jellal had to sit otherwise he would fall. What have I done? Little by little he remembered his crimes but didn't understand the reason why they happened. He was clueless to why he was the protagonist of such depraved events. It wasn't him. No. It was him. Jellal's cheek got wetter as he struggled to find the truth.

He felt like he had been under a spell and that human, that woman whose blood he tasted, was the one who broke it. He needed to talk to her. Suddenly, Jellal felt the urgency to be with her. He was certain that she had felt the same, seen the same thing he did. Where is she? What was her name? He forced himself to remember it... He did hear it, only... Oh, yes. Scarlet. Yes, it had something to do with the color of her hair. Scarlet. Erza Scarlet.


AN: I LOVE that chapter. I can't explain it. . . It's so heartbreaking, yet there is something about it that I can't put into words. Anyway. . . FINALLY we have some Jerza moment. . . What did you guys think? Liked it, hated it (I doubt it :P) ? I'd like to thank everyone who reviews, favs and follows Bites! Really, you guys rock and you have no idea how happy it makes me to know that Bites is loved! Thank you very much for your support! ❤_❤

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Cellas.