Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or its characters; that right belongs to Hiro Mashima.
She stood there, arms crossed under her chest as she stared down the two men, no demons. Must be correct even with her thinking. It was something her father had beaten into her head on multiple occasions. One of the few good things that had helped her through her life. Though, if Lucy was to really try to think about her current predicament, she was sure she would really need to go to the damn nut house. Because it was still hard to wrap her mind around the fact she was in hell, summoned by a Demon, who was the youngest son of the Lord of Hell, whose name was not Satan, but Zeref.
Giving a sigh, she closed her eyes and began to speak, making sure to do so slowly and deliberately. "Okay, I have been summoned to... hell. Check. I am technically the 'servant' of one demon named Jackal, whose powers, or curse is exploding things. Check. Me being summoned is not normal, as I am human, who supposedly has magical powers. Check."
Pausing as she opened her eyes and pinned both Jackal and his eldest brother, the acting Lord of Hell, Mard Geer with a bored, disinterested look. Waiting until one of the two men shook their head that she was not wrong on what she stated. When Mard finally did it, Lucy quirked an eyebrow and smiled sweetly at the two. The rest of the 'family' a word she would be using loosely, very loosely, to describe the rest of the eccentric bunch had been run off by Mard, who to her was the most normal looking of the bunch. Though he also gave her the shivers just being in the same space as him. When he looked at her, his black eyes made her blood freeze, or feel like it did, in her veins.
"Good. So, from all the books on various obscure myths and legends. Humans usually summon Demons, even the bible states this, to make pacts. And this is reversed, so is it feasible to say that I can negotiate for the terms of this... contract?" she asked in a simple voice, that sweet smile on her lips only becoming brighter at the two. Who suddenly looked very uncomfortable.
"I don't think so blondie! You are mine to comma..." Jackal said only to halt and grab his jaw after Mard punched him.
A soft, delighted giggle escaped her lips at that. Earning her a dark look and threatening growl from Jackal. To which she responded with a sniff that said it didn't even impress her.
"I believe you may. But, do not think that you will get away with anything to... gradoise. It is clear to me that you are extremely intellectual." Mard said, his voice low and it caused her to shudder visibly.
Tilting her chin up as she thought on it, Lucy quickly nodded her acceptance. In the next second, Mard held a piece of parchment and a quill feather pen. Causing Lucy to blink in shock, before shaking her head. Already her mind was quickly formulating what to say and how to get what she wanted. Glad that she did learn every lesson her father taught her about handling businessmen and women. Managing contracts and stuff for his firm. Ask for big and meet somewhere in the middle, with the benefits being better for yourself.
"Okay, I will try to be simple and realistic... even if I do not fully understand everything. My first request is that I am sent home until Jackal has need of my services. Then he can summon me back to his side," she stated easily.
The blank look both of the men gave her told her that was going to be a bust.
"Uh, fuck no. You belong to me and will stay here. Besides, there is no way I would let a bimbo like you back to your... world, whichever one you came from. You'd be slammed in a the nutterbin because you'd tell every last damned soul that Demons and hell really do exist," Jackal scoffed at her.
Frowning at the canine looking man, Lucy let her gaze just rest on him. Refusing to look away from that unfeeling yellow gaze of his. Not missing the sadistic gleam as she was sure he was imaging causing another part of her body to explode. Before she gave him a narrowed eyed glare that promised if he did, she'd find a way out of the damned circle and kick him in the fucking face again.
"That is not an option, but not for the reason Jackal stated. The amount of magic consumption would be deadly and unbalance the realms. Though, I am curious to know what type of realm you come from. Is there magic in your realm?" Mard spoke, his voice soft, dark, cruel, and elegant all in one go.
This had Jackal and Lucy both looking at him. Lucy sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and worried it between her teeth. Her mind racing and thinking about what to say, and how. Only to just shrug and sigh.
"In my world, Magic has long been a mythical concept. But of late, strange new things are cropping up. And factions have formed around those that have manifested it or showed the potential. I do not possess any magic that I know of, nor the potential. But, I did join a faction that is of the belief that everyone should still be treated the same and as family. They call themselves Fairy Tail," she said, her voice quivering as she suddenly felt a pang at possibly never seeing them again.
"I call Bullshit blondie. You do have magic..." Jackal snapped at her.
Twitching at being called that name, Lucy spun, dropping her arms to her side, hands balled into a tight fist. The feel of her nails digging into the palms of her hands. A low growl reverberating around the room as it rumbled from deep in her chest. She really hated when people called her that. Only herself-adopted big brother had that right. One he earned by dealing with her slight anger management problem.
"The name is Lucy, you dumb dog. I suggest if you wish for my help at all, you get it right," she snapped at him.
The way the room stayed quiet as Jackal just continued to stare at her after she growled, not even reacting to her insult about him. While Mard looked like his mouth was trying to curl upwards from its seemingly ever-present frown into a smile. Either way, Lucy was not in a good mood and totally unaware of the fact that her eyes were glowing a pale gold, and a white-gold aura was shimmering around her person.
"I think, it is safe to say, that you are to be kept here. But we can arrange for visits to your realm. But, and I mean but, only after you do your duty to your Master..." Mard said, trailing off, his eyes getting wide.
"Master? I fucking think not you spindle dicked turd. I have no master. I have a fairly equal footing or You can go do a jerk circle with your little brother and both be painted white in each others fucking Semen! No man or woman will ever make me a slave," she hissed out. "And if all the books I have read are true then this contract will have to be signed in my blood and his. I. Will. Not. Be. A Servant. or a Tool. Is. That. Understood!?"
The way Jackal's eyes had gone to the size of mini saucers, while Mard looked like he was amused, impressed, and wanting to kill her where she stood, Lucy didn't give two hoots. This was going to be done with her coming out on top, or to a point, she was till comfortable. But like hell would she be some docile, polite, blank-minded simpleton for an egotistical, conceited, and obviously bored and petulant child like Jackal.
"Can we just kill her?" Jackal said, a soft whimper in his voice that was very close to pleading to her ears.
Letting her sweet smile return to her face, Lucy let it take on a feral quality as she watched the demon's ears press flat against his head. While his long tail swished agitated back and forth behind him. Oh, she was going to enjoy this.