Hiya all! Thanks for the reviews, suggestions and support. One of my fave builder chapters I've written in a while, but just don't kill me. Lucy is gonna suffer.
P.S.
Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima! So don't sue please :)
Shadows ominously encircled around Rogue, who could be seen whispering soothing words of comfort to an unborn child that he had claimed as his very own. Growling lightly at the inconsiderate woman, he glared at her maliciously as he wanted to wrap his hands around her pale little throat and demand that she awaken from her slumbered state.
How dare she raise your hopes and dreams of finally having a family, to only get sick and laugh in your face? A cluster of sinister voices echoed in his head as his red eyes murderously stared at the woman who sweated and cried in her sleep.
Breathing in some comforting air, he calmed his rage and the darkness from taking over. The old grandfather clock stroke midnight and when Rogue noticed that his light counterpart was taking a while. By now his guild leader should have busted through the double doors and informed him, in his usual cheer that the sky dragon was on her way, but he never did.
The hours seemed to pass and Lucy's condition stayed constant. Her plump lips dried up and her throat wheezed, almost begging for moisture. Loveless red eyes glared at the weak woman housing such a strong and powerful child and he automatically scuffed at the sleeping woman. Rising from his seat he filled a glass with water, then he took a seat upon her bed and with his free hand pressed her close to his chest as he slowly supplied her with water. Smiling and content she nuzzled against his frozen body, causing his heart to skip a beat, until the lips that he helped hydrate spew the venom of Gajeel's name.
Pushing her warmth from his body, Lucy uncomfortably laid back into her original position as Rogue stormed out.
"How dare she call me Gajeel." The raven-haired man whispered outside the infirmary doors. At that very moment, Sting had exited from his office and was walking towards the infirmary, when he noticed his darker counterpart. Sapphire eyes stared quietly as shadows circled menacingly around his friend, strengthening with every second and appearing as if they were about to engulf him whole.
"Yo Rogue, what up?" Sting said as care-free as he could manage, as his best friend was engulfed in a war he could not understand. Picking up his head, teary scarlet eyes met sapphire ones. Sting's light managed to cast out the darkness within his soul and the raven-haired man was able to exchanged sad smile.
"So how's the Blondie?" The Sabertooth guild master asked his friend, who seemed to sadden a bit as he recalled why he was upset to begin with.
"Well just to inform you o great Sting, you're blond too, but Lucy is the same as you left her; burning up and complaining." Rogue explained to his friend, who looked at him about to laugh at the blond joke, but stopped when he notice his features darken when he mentioned her name. Blinking a few times, the blond guild master was mystified. Was his beloved, yet heartless friend actually getting attached to this blonde fairy? He wanted to laugh at the thought of his friend having the capacity to romantically fall in love, but something was starting to eat at his sixth sense. Why were his shadows trying to devour him, why was he so upset, and why did he feel that there was something his dark haired friend was withholding from him.
Leaving his thoughts, he entered the infirmary and noticed the sweat drenched woman toss and turn, complaining from the pain and agony of her magic withdrawal.
"Gajeel!" Lucy screamed with the sheets clenched into her tight fists.
Staring bewildered at the woman, Sting quickly stole a glance at his raven-haired friend who was seething in anger, confirming his earlier doubts. Rogue had become attached to the blonde fairy and her pleads for Gajeel were awakening his inner darkness in the form of overwhelming jealousy. Nervously he placed his attention back to the whining woman, praying to every guild spirit he knew that she would not repeat the iron dragon slayer name again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dream~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Levy, Levy, my love." Gajeel's husky voice whispered hotly against cold pale ears.
Passionate kisses trailed down an accepting neck as warm, strong hands undid the top of a baby blue pajama.
"Gajeel... ahhh.. Gajeel please stop." Lucy cried softly as he tenderly embraced her exposed torso.
"Levy...shh." Blind yet passionate red eyes met teary chocolate ones, as a wet tongue brushed against chapped dry lips and forced its way into her anticipating mouth. Long ebony hair mingled against her blonde hair. Salty sweat drenched her excited body, her heart pounded loudly as he drank her fluid passionately. Every stroke, every lick and feathery touch provoked her heart to believe in love with this taken man. Her chocolate eyes closed in exhilarating pleasure, as he licked every crook and cranny, while violently holding her down. Hungry for her mouth, Gajeel licked and sucked her bottom lip, begging her to willing open her alluring mouth. Complying with the heat of the moment, she parted her lips and embraced his neck lowering him down into the perfect unison attack of passion, but he continued to whisper her beloved friend's name in between kisses and hot embraces. Suddenly she understood her position and the tears that had weld up in her eyes finally cascaded down her face as she accepted his ministrations. Instead of violently raping her and making her feel insignificant, he made passionate love with her and it broke her soul in half as she heard that wretched name over and over again.
Darkness took over and Gajeel was gone. Her world felt empty and cold, as Levy's named echoed in her head sou loudly that she was at the point of collapsing, but then the sounds of a baby crying brought attention to her filled arms. Smiling sadly, she stared at the product of the guilty love she had shared with her best friend's lover. Engulfed in the shadows of solitude the child grew bitter and cold.
"Where is father? I want father!" The taller silhouette of the child screamed at a shattered Lucy who tried to explain that she would be it's father and mother.
The child grew to hate her because she denied Gajeel, and Gajeel would never see her, let alone leave Levy to become a family with her and that broke her heart. He was the man who turned her into a woman, he made her felt loved, but the only problem was that he never acknowledged her and most likely never will.
Darkness hindered her Celestial magic, making Loke and her other celestial spirits useless. The child was consuming her whole and there was no escape, she was left alone to solve her problems without any aid. Air seemed to escape her lungs and the her vision grew black until a small ray of hope shone through her blindness as Rogue appeared with a helping hand. Taking the strong, comforting hand of this stranger, she heard the clapping of the child, who acknowledge this man as his new father and a guilty, almost stolen peace filled her world.
"But he isn't your father. It's Gajeel!" She told the new pair of father and son.
The two engulfed her in their destructive shadows and asked her once more who was the child's father.
"Gajeel!" She screamed as a dark arrow shot her straight in the heart.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dream End~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Waking up from her nightmare she noticed an agitated Rogue and a very surprised Sting. Both men had been worried. Guilt spread across her pale face, did they hear her cries for the man who stole her future? She felt mortified if they had, she felt extremely grateful to the Sabertooth duo, they supplied her with shelter and the option to father her child and here she was crying over Gajeel. Lowering her head she apologized to the twin dragons as she asked for a copious amount of food for breakfast.
Sighing the blond Sabertooth master left to prepare the glutinous request, while leaving Rogue to watch over the emotionally distraught Celestial mage.
"Sorry about earlier. It could have been the fever talking." Lucy lied through her teeth to a man who saw right through her and only nodded at her pathetic attempts of an apology.
Sitting next to her, he place his hand over her head. Immediately the blonde felt tired and went back into a light dreamless slumber.
She's just using you. The second Gajeel finds out about her little ploy, to have you be the father of his child, he will cease that woman's foolishness. Darkness swirled around Lucy, like an alluring flame, enticing Rogue to just mark the mother and child as his own. She was the harlot and the child was blameless, only he could rectify Gajeel's inhibitions.
Black hair and piercing red eyes. No one would ever be the wiser, just bite down into her jugular vein, pour your magic into her body and take what you want... your beloved family. The dark voices laughed maniacally as they saw the 18 year-old unwrap the sheets covering Lucy's body and exposing her susceptible neck. She was a runaway, the child was a bastard and he was a lonely man. Gajeel had his precious Levy, and he was just a man aching for family. Love can be created from nothing and family doesn't need blood running through every member.
Sting isn't any competition. He just wants the blonde woman, but he could care less for the child, your child, so why not take them both? Dark voices continued to whisper into his mind, all he had to do was take advantage of the situation before him. Clenching to his rapid beating heart he crawled onto of the bed as he placed himself above the sleeping beauty. Her blonde hair was wet with sweat, her cheeks were rosy from her fever, her pink lips slightly parted as she snored, her little nose reminded him of a small rabbit. His hand brushed slowly across her cheek as a light moan escaped her lips, the tension was thick as his hand descended down to her long white exposed neck, she was radiant, but her feminine wilds did nothing for him; all he wanted was to belong to a unit and to never return to his constant life of solitude. Lucy and this child could become his saving grace, he had Frosch, who had become his lantern in the middle of the night; but these two could become his ever brilliant sun and shinning moon. His fangs protruded from his mouth, her neck looked welcoming and the voices in his head provoked him to divulge.
Lick her there, then dig in. Rogue complied in his trance like mode, licking the left side of her neck ready to bite down, until a loud crash vaulted him off the sleeping woman. Turning his head slowly, Rogue felt a cold sweat trickle down his spine as he knew exactly who had entered the once quiet room. Piercing blue eyes bore into his soul as disappointment took over.
"It's not what it looks like. Sting the shadows told me to take her, I didn't know what I was doing. So please don't look at me like that!" Rogue tried to defend what little honor he had infront of his friend, but Sting could only understand that he had become weak and let his demons take over of his actions. With a motion of his hand he commanded the raven hair man to pick up the mess on the floor and prepare more food for the sleeping mage.
While Sting tried to keep things under control in Sabertooth, Evergreen was up to her old antics and trying to decipher exactly how much Wendy knew about Lucy's situation. Looking at their surroundings, Ever was delighted at the benefits of riding the last schedule train, not a person to be found and private conversations were safe. Taking out a small file from her purse, she nervously gave herself a mini manicure as she coughed lightly to get the young girl's attention. A light sigh escaped the child's mouth, annoyed at the obvious information the older woman was requesting.
"So what do you want Ms. Evergreen?" Wendy glared at the woman who was shocked at the stoic attitude of the usually cheery girl.
"If that's how you want to play it little girl, I want you to tell me everything you know." Evergreen demanded now serious, she took out her fan to provide more oxygen to her tired head.
Gulping down a huge lump in her throat, Wendy scanned the train car for any suspicious activity or invisible ease droppers, but none were present. Charle had fallen asleep and there was no escape for a child from the curiosity of a stern older woman. Did she have to actually expose all the dirty details she knew? Isn't it enough that Lucy's suffering and that too many people were getting involved? Stress had been devouring her peace ever since that fateful night and now she could let it out, but she feared what would happen once Gajeel found out that she knew and had lied to him.
"I knew everything, except for the pregnancy." Wendy trembled as she revisited that gruesome night. Ever's warm hand covered her tiny trembling ones as she convinced the child to continue.
"The dorm rooms are assigned by hair color, you should know that better than anyone. Levy and I even share a bathroom, that night I was brushing my teeth and going to ask Lucy if she wanted to sleep over in my room since Levy hadn't returned for the night, but then I saw them..." Tears fell down her eyes as she almost convulsed remembering the screams and pleads of her beloved older guild sister.
"He raped her, but he did it affectionately! Lucy pleaded for him to stop, to get back into his senses, but he didn't. He reeked of alcohol and was blinded by lust, all he saw was Levy. I saw Lucy break down, cry and fall in love, I wanted to stop them, but I froze and Charle dragged me back into my room. I was powerless and Gajeel scared me, he's a good guy, but after how he hurt Lucy I can't stare him in the eyes. If I were stronger... I could have..." Wendy started to cry as the vivid images replayed in her mind, then warm arms embraced her tiny form reassuring her that everything was going to be fine.
"When I went back into my room, I heard Lucy cry. Gajeel screamed Levy's name many times, I couldn't sleep." Wendy continued trying to recall every important detail she could remember, but grew weary.
"Shh little one, this will be our little secret." Evergreen whispered tenderly as the child cried herself to sleep.