Written in Blood

by ValkyrieFang

In the land of Fiore there are two fierce kingdoms. Throughout history these kingdoms have had an undying rivalry between them. Until one day a meeting date was set after a deadly battle from enemy kingdoms from other lands. The two kingdoms wanted to bind their kingdoms together... (AU, Mirza, Warning Futa, Don't like dont read. Lemons later)

3. Chapter 3 - Does It Hurt?

Written in Blood-

Does it hurt?

Chapter Three

Author's Note/Disclaimer: I own nothing but Alexander and Anya Scarlet and Saber, Manasa Stratuss. Fairy Tail belongs to its writer and so do the characters. I'm merely making a fanfiction like almost everyone on here does. Hello everyone here is the Third Chapter of Written in Blood. I hope you enjoy it. Also I love your reviews! It keeps me going as I write!

Does it hurt?

After a few minutes there was mighty bloodcurdling roar that could be heard throughout the arena. It shook said arena but Erza stayed calm and waited for the gates to open. Waiting for the monster or demon to be unleashed. The Gates creaked slowly as they were being drawn open, the whole arena was silent. Erza kept her eyes closed but head towards the opening gates. Staying calm but kept on guard. A crash could be heard as the gates were smashed and burst open. The gate itself was thrown pasted Erza to the other side of the arena. She waited calmly eyes still closed waiting for the perfect timing.

Time clicked slowly for Erza as she waited and listened to the pacing feet of the thing she would have to fight to the death. The ground shook with every step that was taken under the cover of darkness the holding area the arena provided. Erza took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Soon she could see the clawed armored feet peaking out of the darkness. As the thing continued its approach, Erza stared wide eyed as she realized what she would have to kill to prove herself worthy for the crown. It was an S Class monster but not only that, it was also a demon. The demon towered over Erza even from way across the arena. It was black and armored. A helmet like black head with horns of a bull and neon green eyes peered at her. The demon's hands, like its feet, were also armored. Its tail swished back and forth as it bared its sharpen teeth towards Erza. Erza's eyes narrowed at the monstrosity standing in front of her.

After standing off with the beast seeing who or what will make the first move. Tension filled the air before they were gone in an instant, as if lightning struck, they reappeared with a clash. The crowd could soon see that in the center Erza was deflecting a powerful claw strike with a pure steel, silver claymore. The Demon gave the scarlet beauty a sickening smile before it used its tail to knock Erza in the chest throwing her into the concrete wall. The audience gasped in panic and before Erza could recover from the blow the demon was on her again. Erza front rolled out of the way from another powerful claw attack. If the claw strike impacted it would have killed her on the spot.

The demon's claw was submerged into the the wall of the arena. Soon it ripped it out while turning on Erza again. Furiously clawing at the dodging princess the demon made a low growling noise in its throat. Almost as if taunting her saying "stand still little princess this will only take one hit". This little dance of hit and dodge kept going until. The demon grabbed the claymore in one of its monstrous claws. Erza's eyes widen in surprise and panic by the intelligence it had just shown. Before she could react the demon swatted its palm into her side. The impact sent her across the arena submerging her slightly under the dirt as she tumbled. She coughed up some blood and glared at the demon that made calm rumbling noises that sounded like laughter. The demon was actually laughing at her as if she were a mere plaything, a toy. Her grey eyes narrowed at the chuckling demon.

'I need to stop underestimating it. It actually intelligent so I need to be careful one wrong move and I'm dead. However I have to succeed, no matter what I have to succeed. No more playing around it's time I get serious.' Erza thought as she slowly got up. The atmosphere seemed to change as the dirt fell away as she stood proud. She kept her eyes on the still laughing demon. Her previously used claymore was still in the demon's unused claw. Erza wiped the blood off the side of her mouth. The demon watched her every movement. She locked eyes with the demon. Grey challenging Neon Green to come at her again. The demon growled as if laughing more at her. Moving almost in a blink of an eye he shot his claw at her again. Aiming for her chest to pierce her heart but the demon only felt air as it swiped at nothing. Erza had barely escaped it's massive claw with a side lunge and jumped back for good measure.

When Erza landed firmly on the ground a white magic circle was imprinted around her feet as her body started to glow in a heavenly light. As the light faded Erza was in a different set of armor then the set in the beginning of the trial. The demon snarled at this and crushed her claymore in it's claw, shattering it to bits and pieces. Looking over her armor it roared at her, frustrated from this change of events. The demon growled knowing this was going to be harder then a quick kill and bite to eat. The demon's tail swished as it got excited over the scarlet haired beauty now new armor.

This armor was pitch black. The chest plate was completely black except for small arrow like inward protrusion on both sides near her stomach. The plate was lined with several spikes running top from bottom. The shoulder guards were heavily layered multiple times. They connected to Erza's chest plate with black pyramid spikes protruded outwards. Around her neck where also black spikes but where like the kind on her chest plate. However these spikes were much bigger. Silky lighter tone of metal hugged her upper arms before connecting to her black arm guards. These arm guards had two metal straps with two spiked protrusions near her elbows. Now just like her shoulder guards, around her waist was a multiple layered skirt with the same kind if spikes at the ends as on the shoulder guards. There was a simple banded belt around her waist as well. The top of her legs showed smooth bare skin, exposed before her greaves started just a little over her knees. Above the knee, the greaves were sectioned off, two spikes were featured per section. At her knees was a diamond like pattern forms with several spikes facing outwards. Now below her knees, the spikes move to the side of her leg and are placed in even intervals all the way down.

Almost mirroring the demon's armored body was her suit of armor . Her scarlet hair was messy and spiky as her armor was. She soon jumped back to give even more space between them. In her right hand was a giant spiked mace.

Her hair covered her eyes as she stood off with the demon once more. The demon was trying process what Erza's next move was. However, before the thing could come to a conclusion. Erza was gone in an instant. The demon soon started howling in pain as it was knocked backwards into a concrete wall creating a small crater in it. The demon grunted as it stood back up out of the crater and saw Erza with her fist out reached. The demon became outraged. 'How dare this mortal! How dare she only hit me with her puny fist. I will slaughter her for this humility. I will feast on her blood and flesh' The demon thought as it roared at Erza. Erza in response stood there. Bangs still covering her eyes. She smiled at the frustrated demon. Not only did she smile she mocked the beast further by lifting her pointer finger in a 'Come hither' motion taunting the now more outraged demon. Her taught worked as the demon charged at her in a blind rage, pure fury.

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Mirajane Strauss is a well known warrior as well as strategist. She's been in war meetings since she was ten. She's seen things on the battlefield that have made steel hearted generals cringe at what she had to do. She simply wasn't one to be impressed, or if impressed easily impressed. She was the first born in a fierce kingdom. Her parents struck fear into everyone around them. She had achieved controlling her Satan Soul at a young age, that even her mother couldn't do. Now granted she wasn't anywhere near as powerful as her mother at this moment in time but nonetheless it was just as impressive. At a young age she also became a master in magical potion making and fighting strategy for her father. Mirajane was a superior life form in her eyes and the eyes of her people. She was fierce, intelligent, cunning, and much more. Like her mother she was also incredibly gorgeous and she knew it. However, even though she hates to admit it she was impressed. Very impressed and she was bitterly intrigued by the display of power and control this scarlet beauty was showing against this S Class Demon. Mirajane didn't like the feeling of actually enjoying the beauty fight so fiercely as she was. Mirajane watched every detail the scarlet beauty made in this new set of armor. Mirajane was very well educated and knew this certain armor by sight alone. Which is also one of the reasons she is so impressed and shocked.

The Purgatory Armor, it's one of the rarest pieces of armor out there. She couldn't believe this young women had it. Mirajane blushed slightly from remembering what she thought of Erza before she saw her fight. She only thought Erza was good fighter but was arrogant thinking and prideful. Mirajane heard from reports and rumors about Erza being said to be the best warrior in her kingdom. Mirajane now can say Erza wasn't a good fighter, she was the perfect warrior but also excellent swordsman as she fought with this S class demon. Mira admired her strength and knowledge as she watched Erza dodge and counter the demon in the Purgatory Armor. The Demon was having a hard time keeping up with Erza and was more beaten up then she was. Mirajane couldn't understand what she was feeling towards this perfect princess. She looked dumbstruck as the demon roared in pain as Erza relentlessly hacked away at the demon now cracking armored body. Black blood oozed out of some of the cracks. Dripping on the ground staining it with proof of Erza's merciless swinging.

Mirajane was in a trance while watching Erza. So entranced she soon jumped slightly when she felt small hand come in contact with her shoulder shaking her while her name was being called. She turned to an excited Lisanna. "Mirajane! Can you believe she's actually winning against the S class demon?" She said excitedly. Mirajane only nodded not wanting to miss any of the action she turned her head back in time before gasping with the crowd at the scene before her. Erza's armor was shattered and blood came out of Erza's mouth as the demon was now choking her.

She watched helplessly as the demon batted Erza into the wall with its tail and produced to pound her into the wall. She gritted her teeth as she heard the powerful princess scream in pain as the demon cut into her shoulder and pounded away at her. Mirajane stood up as if going to jump into the arena. Forcefield or not, however a firm hand was set on her shoulder before she could. She looked back at her father scowling. The look in Saber's eyes told her enough. This was Erza's trial not hers if she interfered Erza would fail. Mirajane soon frowned as she watched Erza become a rag doll, a plaything. She clenched her fist from not being able to help Erza and sadly she didn't know why she cared about the scarlet haired beauty. 'Maybe you're taken with her?' a voice commented in her head, she soon frowned and retorted with 'Absolutely not, I just don't want my new rival dying before I get a chance to make her suffer." She soon flinched at the cry of pain Erza had cried out as the demon continued with making her pay for the humility it caused its pride. Mirajane soon wished she could make that demon suffer ten times worse for battering the scarlet haired women senseless. Mirajane watched as if the beating was in slow motion. Seeing every blow, wince, the blood that flowed through the exposed flesh. Mirajane thought she could hear Erza's bones crack and rattle while the demon slammed into her rib cage. The blow sent her rolling on the ground. She snapped when she heard the bellowing laughter the demon made. Mirajane started shaking when the Scarlet haired beauty wasn't moving. 'She's not moving' Mirajane heard in her head as if it was a broken record with that horrid laughter filled her head. It made her blood boiled as she launched herself at the forcefield, trying to get through to kill the demon. However the forcefield held true and all Mirajane could do was pound on it yelling and screaming to see if Erza would respond. Her brother and sister joined her in trying to see if Erza could respond or if she was truly dead. Dread filled the air as the bellowing laughter kept echoing throughout the arena.

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Erza was having a hard time breathing was saying fish could live without water after seventy eight hours. She was barely breathing as she was once again thrown across the arena. Erza didn't understand how the demon shattered her purgatory armor. She laid still on the ground gritting her teeth in pain as she figured out one of her legs was broken as well as maybe a few ribs. Her wrist was either shattered or sprained. She slowly closed her eyes and listened to her beating heart and calmed it. She soon heard the demon laughing viciously to the crowd thinking it had finally killed her. She groan as she remembered why she was in here, what she had to do, who she was doing it for. Erza groaned again as she opened her eyes and looked over to her worried parents and the Demontail rulers in the royal box seat.

Erza's heart hurt as she saw the tears streaming down her mother's face. She kept staring at her mother that was held back by her father. Had she failed him? Disgraced him because she was his only heir. Her eyes landed on Manasa who was also held back but by Saber. He seemed to have more trouble as Manasa was literally biting, clawing and scratching him to get to Erza. Erza's heart sank. She failed her savior, she failed the people that wanted to see her succeed. Erza felt helpless as she believed she failed everyone. Erza scanned the crowd of her people and other visiting rulers. However when her eyes was back at the private box they stopped on a crazy white hair beauty pounding on the forcefield screaming at her. Erza's eyes widened as she realized Mirajane was actually worried about her. Erza bared her teeth and started to stand up slowly. People watching would say she was up for round two with a second wind. She was determined now.

The crowd was silent as the demon kept laughing and roaring not noticing the now standing but slightly swaying Erza. Erza closed her eyes after she fully caught her second wind and another white spell circle appeared around her feet. Her grey eyes hard and trained on the demons laughing form.

The crowd starting cheering and the demon stop laughing and was confused at the cheering. Had the demon not just killed their precious princess? Had it not just pounded her body to broken bits? It looked around the crowd and landed on a now battered but standing Erza. It was confused on how she was even standing and summoning another white circle. The demon scoffed as it staggered over to Erza. Now feeling the effects and blows her mace had actually done to its body. Many people thought they were probably both were equally battered and broken.

As the demon kept its approach and finish the job with one blow. It was knocked onto its back as a white light surrounded Erza, engulfing her in heavenly light. As it faded she had two dual katana's in each hand, hair up in a ponytail, chest bandaged, showing her stomach which was battered and bleeding, flame styled gi pants on, and bare foot. She disappeared and all the demon could see was black. Erza decapitate the demon before it could even move. Its head was on the ground as blood poured out of it's withering body before stilling and stiffening.

Erza was panting and used one katana as a crutch as she lifted the other sword to the sky. Smiling tiredly but victoriously as the crowded screamed and cheered her name. Soon the force field was down and Alexander jumped out of the box seat and was over to his daughter in an instance. Catching Erza as she passed out do to pain and blood loss. Alexander nodded to the worried approaching Anya. Handing their battered daughter to his wife he turned to the crowd. As Anya rushed Erza to the medic center in the arena, Alexander wrapped up the opening ceremony. Blue but slightly Greenish eyes from the courtyard sparked with interest as the beauty was carried away. Watching with amusement as the Royal Family of Demon Tail quickly followed Anya. Oh, how surprised the kingdom would be if he told the dark secret of the victorious princess. However who would ever believe a mere stable boy.

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Erza groaned softly as a annoying buzzing could be heard around her. Her eyes were closed and she did not want to open them. She relied on her other senses for information. She could pick out a steady beep sound coming from her right. She was laying down and covered with something soft and silky. Erza was slowly suffocating on the smell of blood and urine. Oh how it smelled so disgusting and nasty. She couldn't place where she was. Slowly it all came back to her. The trial, the demon, the blood, sweat, pain, and a furious white haired beauty that pounded against the force field. Erza couldn't believe she was alive to be honest, she knew she was practically on death's doorstep. That's when she figured where she was at, she groaned once more after realizing where she was, The Medic Center. She twitched in annoyance from knowing where she was. Erza hated the Medic Center.

'I hate the medic center. The smell is disgusting. The machines are annoying and usually when I open my eyes... no one is there waiting for me.' Erza thought as she listened for the buzzing of the machines and footsteps up and down the hallway. She sighed and hummed in amusement at the thought of not being in the medic center but the morgue instead. Actually dead, failed and going to Purgatory. Wondering if they would have put her in her dress suit or dress. Before she could humor herself on what flowers or the coffin would look like a smooth unmistakeable voice cut through the air.

"You know, If you hadn't just faced an S Class Demon. Someone would mistake all that groaning and twitching as a wet dream or you were getting laid. Are you in pain does it hurt to be awake?"

Erza's eyes snapped open, causing an unholy overwhelming brightness of eggshell white consumed her vision as she sat up blinding her. She coughed and sputtered as her vision came back. She became woozy and laid her head back down against the pillow. A soft chuckle could be heard next to her bed. She glanced over at the chuckling Mirajane. She blushed and tried to say something but her throat was so dry and she was so shocked that someone was there, not just anyone either infact. It was the one she's been in love with for the longest period of time, Mirajane, was waiting for her to wake up. She looked over Mirajane and blinked. She felt like she was hallucinating from pain medicine because of Mira's presence. She couldn't believe she was sitting there with her. She has to be dreaming or simply hallucinating from the smell of blood and urine. Erza opened her mouth but all that came out was a soft squeaking but scratchy sound. Mirajane covered her mouth and tried to stifle a laugh as she offered Erza the glass of crystallized water that was sitting on a tray next to her. Erza pouted at Mirajane as she took and slipped the water. Humming contently at the coolness it brought to her sore throat. Helping her to be able to speak without killing her throat.

"You know, Everyone thought you were going to die out there. Takes a lot of courage and willpower to get back up after almost dying." Mirajane said softly as if she was genuinely worried about her. Erza tilted her head and gave a weak smile. Mirajane's heart melted slightly at the pitiful but beautiful smile she got from the injured redhead.

"Well, I had something I had to get back to." Erza said with a deeper scratchy voice this time. Mirajane lifted an eyebrow and opened her mouth to ask about what she had to get back to. However the moment was then ruined when the door was slammed open and panting Jellal was at the door way. Mirajane's eyes narrowed as she glared at Jellal murderously for interrupting her and her rival's conversation. Jellal ignored Mirajane and approached Erza's hospital bedside and sighed in relief before smiling at her charmingly. This rubbed Mirajane the wrong way and she didn't understand why. She shouldn't be caring if this arrogant young man was interested in Erza or courting her. The thought of this Pompous male courting the scarlet hair beauty almost made her growl. Mirajane quickly concluded that it was just the lack of respect from the young lord she didn't like. Acting as if a mere Lord was better then an heir to a entire kingdom. She wanted to beat him to a bloody pulp then and there for his lack of respect.

"Holy Zeref, thank goodness you're okay Erza. Everyone was so worried about you. How do you feel?" Jellal asked as he grabbed Erza's bandaged hand. That's when Erza noticed she was all bandaged up like a mummy almost. Mirajane's eyes narrowed almost into slits at this and crossed her arms before relaxing slightly as Erza slowly pulled her hand from his sensing Mira's discomfort and the fact Jellal was being rude to the heir of Demontail. Erza steeled her expressions and looked regal, well as regal as she could while she staring at his worried face. She was angry and irritated at the young lord but she wouldn't make a scene about it in front of Mirajane. She thought of a very mature way to basically kick him out of her room.

"I'm fine Lord Jellal. I would like some time to rest alone please. Also if you see my parents, I'd like to speak with them." Erza said with her voice still scratchy but slightly firm. Jellal's happy features fell before nodding and bowing to Erza. Before leaving he gave a hard glare the slightly smirking white haired vixen. Quietly vowing to himself that he would do anything in his power to keep Erza to himself as he swiftly left. Mirajane felt slight pride that her rival wasn't falling for the pompous lord that had an eye for her. Mirajane however didn't like the glare that was casted her way as Jellal left the room. Erza sighed in comfort from the door that slammed shut by Jellal's departure. She looked over at the slightly smirking Mirajane. Erza's eyes widened hoping that she didn't get the wrong idea. Before Erza could explain herself.

"You seem content when he's not around. Why is that?" Mirajane asked curious about her scarlet haired rival. Erza cracked a small smile and looked up at her with soft inviting grey eyes.

"Well I've known him since we were children. He's always been all over me, followed me everywhere, he's always in my space and what I'm doing. It's rather annoying and irritating. I'm not blind if you were wondering. I know the way he looks at me. I just don't habor my feelings for him as he does for me. My heart belongs to another." Erza answered calmly as she looked at the wall. Knowing if she looked at Mirajane she would look at her lovingly. She couldn't do that, she knew Mirajane wouldn't appreciate it.

"Well I know that whatever lucky young man that gets you will have his hands full for sure." Mirajane calmly stated trying to understand why the princess wasn't looking her. Hopefully she thought she hit a sore spot that she could use for later. Erza then looked completely uncomfortable.

"It's not really a guy, I'm after. It's an old friend that has forgotten me." Erza said softly that Mirajane had to listen very well to pick up what she had said. Mirajane's silk white eyebrow rose at what she had just said. She looked over Erza's flushed features a she twitched under her gaze. As much as she enjoyed making the fierce redhead squirm under her firm gaze, she was a lit with curiosity.' An old friend?' Mirajane had the phrase in her head. There was a nagging feeling that came up. She quickly dismissed it, she forcefully shoved the nagging voice back down. She stared at the flushed princess, shifting her right leg over her left to get more comfortable. She watched with interest as Erza's face turned even more red. Erza cleared her throat as Mirajane was content on studying her like a test subject.

Before Mirajane could pester and get more information out of her. There was a knock on the door. Erza called out an invitation to come in and Anya was at the door this time with two guards behind her. Anya quickly moved over to her daughter and hugged her tightly. Crying softly from seeing her baby girl awake she stroked Erza's scarlet locks smiling happily.

"Mom, I'm okay I promise." Erza said with a flustered face as she was very embarrassed. Anya continued to cry and cuddle her daughter in front of Mirajane, who was saving this later for blackmail against her rival.

"Erza Titania Scarlet," Anya said her name firmly as she stared at her daughter's face " I can cuddle and hug you if I want to. You came out of my womb, after all."

"I know mom, I know. I'm sorry it's just kind of embarrassing when your cuddling me and babying me." Erza said with a pout at her mother. This caused Anya to then punish her daughter more in front of the giggling Mira by pulling on her cheeks causing Erza to become a tomato.

"You're not an adult yet. I still have till tomorrow to baby and embarrass you." Anya grinned and teased Erza more. Mirajane was trying her very best not to laugh at the scarlet princess that was distress.

"Wait, why will you only get to tease her till tomorrow?" Mirajane asked Anya and Erza as they were having a mother and daughter teasing. Anya stopped and smiled at Mirajane warmly.

" Oh, There is a big banquet tomorrow celebrating Erza's birthday. I would like you to be the guest of honor Mirajane. If you don't mind." Anya said in a sweet tone that was laced with authority. It reminded Mirajane of her mother Mansa. She shuddered slightly from the sweet command. All Mirajane could do was nod that she would join. She didn't notice the glimmer in Anya's eyes that shown amusement.

A knock on the door could be heard and before Erza could give permission. Mansa sauntered in with a bright cheerful but regal smile. She locked eyes on her daughter that was next the injured redhead. Mirajane tilted her head and stood up as her mother walked towards her and grabbed her hand. "Excuse me, I need to borrow my daughter for a while. I hope you don't mind. Also Erza my dear I hope you feel better. We will talk soon." Mansa said as she quickly left as fast as she appeared. As the door shut, Erza and her mother exchanged glances before laughing softly at Mansa's rushed business like behavior.

"Erza do you think later today we can get you tailored for your suit? Grandine should be in soon to complete the healing process." Anya said with a newfound seriousness. Erza closed her eyes and just nodded at her mother. Trying to calm her racing heart from hearing Mirajane's laughter and seeing her smile. Having a hard time trying to get the white haired beauty out of her head she felt swelling in her lower region. She tried to think of something else but Mirajane's beautiful laughter played throughout her head. How will she explain to Grandine why there is a tent in the sheets. She was royally screwed because she was deeply in love with the white haired princess.

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Across from the Fighting Arena was a slightly smaller dome a few miles away. The Royal Stables in all of its glory stood there for generations. Of course throughout the generations it has been modified and updated thoroughly. The Stables was well know and offered the best care of the steeds of its country. The way to the Royal Stable was covered in woods and nature. This made trail rides on horseback or Reindeer training missions more enjoyable. It was also very peaceful and relaxing with no one around most the time.

A young man made his way from the Fighting Arena where he had witness the kingdom's princess having a death battle with an S class demon to the Royal Stables. He had to admit he was impressed she killed it and didn't die. 'Must have hurt like a bitch when she woke up' He thought as he continued his walk. He put his headphones off his ears and onto his neck. Laxus grinned to himself as he thought of all the possibilities he would have had to be on the throne if Erza did die. He shaked his head at the daydream and sighed. He held a grudge against the Princess. 'More like Prince' Laxus thought bitterly thinking of all the talk from female students about Erza. Erza this and Erza that made Laxus angry. He remembered when he tried to charm the princess into his bed. It was a foolish idea and he was an idiot for even trying. Everytime he tried to charm her. She looked at him as if he grew another head. It frustrated him to no end. However it seemed like Zeref was on his side for once. There was a new target for him to get on the throne and it involved a certain white haired princess. He'd be damned if she turned him down to. However all the flirty looks in homeroom gave him a confidence and confirmation that this was the way to go. Now Laxus luckily didn't see the death glare Erza sent him or he would be relentlessly going after Mirajane Stratuss. He then again shaked his head and cleared it as he walked. Laxus was content on walking around here to clear his head. He would usually think on new workouts he needs to do later today or continue thinking of how to charm Mirajane into eating out of the palm of his hand. However today, he was slightly more interested on the lowly stable boy that looked after his steed, Raiden.

Raiden was a headstrong, stubborn white reindeer with a yellow magic symbol on his head. Every other stable that held Raiden had problems with him but none came from this royal stable boy. Laxus found this odd and quite interesting. Thus why he was heading to the stable to see this boy work. He imagined a small fragile boy that was to scared to call and complain about Raiden. Laxus chuckled at the thought of the boy having a heart attack if he saw the 'bad boy of FairyWings' asking how his steed was. Laxus smirked and thoroughly enjoyed this idea. Oh, how wrong he would be when he got there.

As Laxus was coming up on the stable heard murderous thundering hooves that he knew from the rhythm alone. He took off in a sprint throughout the stable to the arena in the heart of the barn. It was a wide training arena much like the fighting arena but slightly smaller. Laxus stared at the scene that greeted him. Long Green Hair that pulled into a low pony tail, lean muscular body was riding Raiden like a professional as he gave Raiden a work out. Laxus's eyes stared in pure shock as this boy, No , this young man that stood on Raiden's back. Perfectly Balanced as Raiden ran laps around the arena. Laxus couldn't believe his eyes. This young man was well beautiful, he was feminine looking. Laxus wasn't gay and was very well content on staying straight but this young man was slightly stunning. Laxus's eyes harder as the man flipped of Raiden and landed gracefully. He called Raiden over which caused the terrifying beast to trot over to him and nuzzle him in his cheek. This floored Laxus. His terrifying steed was acting like a well behaved bitch. He cleared his throat making his presence known. The young man turned and his eyes widened as he looked at Laxus. Laxus had to blink a few times at the breathtaking eyes of the young man. Malachite orbs stared into his light blue ones.

"Master Laxus," His voice as smooth and calm rather than the surprised look on his face, " May I help you? I apologize for not being more observant."

"What's your name." Laxus said bluntly and sternly which caused the young man to flinch at the tone.

"Justine… Freed Justine." The young man said softly as if he was in trouble. His green bangs where in his face covering his eyes as he spoke softly. Laxus then quickly noticed the small mole under Freed's left eye. Laxus soon jumped over the gate and walked towards Freed. He walked around him like a animal that caught its prey. Freed froze up from Laxus's eyes alone on him. His breath caught as he felt a calloused rough hand touch his bare toned torso and hot breath near his right ear. Freed's face light up like a firecracker. There was no hiding it that Freed was gay but having the man he's been fantasizing touch his chest and breath on his ear and neck. It sent a fire throughout his being. He heard Laxus chuckle as his breath hit Freed's ear and neck causing him to shiver.

"Your a Faggot aren't you, a pretty fuckboy right? A lowly stable boy that gets hyped on one touch alone." Laxus spoke deeply and amusingly as Freed was having a hard time to breath. Freed hated the word faggot and fuckboy. He was hurt and slightly aroused by his fantasy crushes breath on his ear and hand on his torso. Freed took a deep breath as Laxus took a step away from him. Freed watched him grab Raiden by his antlers and lead him to his stable for Freed was riding bareback. Without a word Freed followed Laxus to Raiden's stall. As Laxus bolted Raiden's stall he glanced at the still flushed Freed. Freed's balance was superb and made Laxus wonder is he was a magic user.

"I'm a rune user if you were wondering." Freed spoke and beat Laxus to the point. Laxus's eyebrow rose from this information. Rune users were very rare and valuable. Laxus thought to himself and looked Freed up and down. Freed wasn't looking at Laxus but felt his eyes on him. Roaming over his exposed skin. Laxus grinned at him which made Freed swoon slightly from the inside.

"I want you to be my servant. My personal servant do you understand?" Laxus said sternly. Freed's head snapped towards him with a surprised expression.

"Yes Master Laxus." Freed said knowing if he declined the order Laxus could go straight to his grandfather and Freed could be executed under not obeying the peace keepers grandson. What Freed didn't understand was why Laxus wanted him as a personal servant. Laxus seemed to know what was on his mind.

"Your well balanced, you're probably a swordsman or had basic training by the muscle in your wrists. Also you're a rune user, your valuable and you will join my personal team." Laxus said as he turned and started walking towards the exit of the Stables. Freed watched his back not knowing to follow or not. He was shirtless and could be embarrassed easily.

Freed had mix emotions as he thought about Laxus's team. He was slightly excited but terrified. The Raijinshu, Thunder God Tribe, was Laxus's elite team. He took them everywhere when he went on missions. They slept in the same wing in the the palace. They trained, Ate, and bled with Laxus all day everyday. So far there was only two members of Laxus's tribe. One was a light brown haired women that could turn people to stone with her eyes by the name of Evergreen. Freed heard about her from the other stable boys. Apparently she as a feud involving the princess of FairyWings, and how she wanted to be Titiana or have the title. Evergreen is also a rare user, she uses magic eyes and fairy magic. Freed believes that Erza doesn't care about the title at all and Lady Evergreen is being petty. The other member is a lanky Lord by the name of Bicklow. Bicklow had blue and black hair which he showed off when we wasn't training. Freed knew this personally because he's seen him start trouble in the stables a few times.

Bicklow is a Seith Magic user as in Human Possession and had figure eyes. Bicklow was also a rare user and no one dared stopped him in fear of his babies, souls, that he collected over the years or becoming into his possession. Freed thought of Laxus's team before a voice called out for him.

"Come along Freed. I don't have all day for you to being staring off into space." Laxus's voice called him out of his pondering and caused him to blush. He nodded his head and shirt forgotten ran after Laxus's retreating form. Things have just gotten a bit more interesting.

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Author's note: Hello there, I've already started on the next chapter sorry for the very late chapter but I'm trying my best to update when I can. I am truly sorry again for this chapter. I'm hoping the fourth is much faster to type and write. I did add more characters like a promised and if you don't like Laxus x Freed. Do not worry, I had to add it in there for more Dynamic's for couples. There are tons of couples coming and again this is mostly a Mirza story. So in the next chapter we have the birthday Banquet and what problems may occur when Two Rulers make a very special announcement. Now onto questions. Sadly only one for last chapter.

Cimmanon - Loving where the story is going; wiping Mira's memory was a great twist! What if the monster or demon that comes out is really small or resembles a harmless creature, like a bunny or baby goat? Also, does Mira have the same SatanSoul Takeovers as in the show? If so, then what's the level of power Manasa has, since she mastered SatanSoul Takeover?

Hello Cimmanon, to answer your question: Yes, Mira does have her takeovers like in the show. However Manasa is twice as powerful as Mirajane. Manasa is terrifying and later in the story you will see why. Mirajane is still young in her takeover and Manasa has a ton of experience in using her take over. I'll give you a teaser. You may get a glimpse of Manasa Sparring someone in the next chapter or in a few chapters.

Now until the next chapter. Also Reviews are greatly needed and loved. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll see you in the next one!