Authors Note:
Hey this chapter is like the last chapter (innocent) and I'm planning on making the next one more smut, so stay tuned. Thanks for reading and enjoy the story.
Around ten in the morning the next day, the ground shook as a heavy impact landed in the fresh fallen snow a few feet from the alter. As soon as the impact happened, the body in the sack was woken up. Afraid to move or say anything, the sack stayed quiet and still. Everyone heard the tales, tales of a monstrous beast the size of two houses kidnapping young woman or children in the cover of night. It was freezing, so much so that the body inside the sack was ice cold and very groggy.
The large figure looked at the alter and laughed. A deep laugh filled the silence as the creature sighed.
"What have they given me this time?" It was a mans voice laced with disgust. "Those petty humans made an offering," he said before taking another step toward the alter.
He didn't see the sack flinch at his words or hear small silent cries emerging from it.
The beast gathered the gold coins and any other other things he saw that he liked before looking at the small sack. His onyx colored eyes seemed to glow with greed as he tentatively walked over and sniffed the bag. He picked up the bag earning a small wimper and gently threw it over his shoulder. He decided he would open it in his cave, not wanting to take any chances.
Wings and horns sprouted from his back and head in a half transformation. The red wings were blended with flecks of gold and orange shimmering scales. His hair tinted pink from the embers hovering around his horns. Lifting his feet off the ground he soared through the air, pausing for a minute when the sack he was carrying grew heavier.
Inside the sack, the person fainted from the higher altitude and a mix of air sickness.
When the duo arrived at their destination the creature set the sack down against the wall. He untied the top rope slower a similar way than that of which Gally did. The sack sagged down and he was surprised when he saw golden blond hair in an updo fashion.
He dragged the rest of the sack down, it pooling around the feet of the young woman in front of him. She looked in her early 20 or late teens, he cocked his head as he studied her facial features. Her fair skin was flushed from the long exposer to the winter elements and her soft pink lips were covered in a light gloss.
Whoever dressed her, dressed her as if she was bride with a light cream colored dress with a beaded sweetheart neckline. He laughed to himself and shook his head. The person behind the offering tried awfully hard to make the girl appealing. He looked at the binds around her hands and feet and frowned at the gag around her mouth. Looking down she held a note in her hand, reaching for it he tugged it out of her grasp. Opening the crumpled paper was a note that said...
Hello Sir,
My name is Lucy Heartfilia and my father is offering my life for protection from our enemies. I am yours to do as you please. By taking me from the alter you agreed to the deal.
After re-reading the note twice he ran his hand through this messy pink hair. What kind of father did this to his daughter?
Gently picking up the girl named Lucy he brought her to a couch deep in his cave. Thinking over what to do he decided to bound her against the wall to protect him and her when she woke up. He didn't want to take any chances.
He had no idea how she would react and took the opportunity to place a change of clothes and water next to her when she woke up, if she woke up.
He double checked his handy work and walked away from the girl. As he walked upstairs he dropped his half transformation and sighed as he sunk into his large bed. Thinking about the day he replayed an encounter from two days ago.
Flash back
Two days ago
He was walking around a dimly lit tavern by the name of Fairy Tail. He sat in a booth across from two people, over hearing their conversation.
Erza: I heard the neighboring kingdom has an offer for their protection.
Gray: oh yea? I wonder what they are offering.
The rest of the conversation was muffled thanks to the barmaid, Mira's, singing performance but he heard enough.
By the time the sun rose the next day he woke up from his memory and shook off his sleepy eyes. When he heard a crash he jumped out of bed and half transformed while walking down the stairs. His horns and wings emerged out of nowhere and his enlongated nails were ready to defend himself
"What the hell is going on down here?" He asked.
His mouth gaped open at the scene in front of him
"Uh... sorry?" Said a timid voice.
Hey thanks for reading, I'm really suprised that I was able to finish this today and will probably upload another chapter within the next two days. Stay tuned and I love constructive criticism or helpful advice.
Stay Frosty!