The demon inside.
By: LemonSherbert
Chapter 12: Nightmare part II.
I do not own any of the characters in this story, they are owned by the creator of Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima, do enjoy and don't forget to review. SOME GORE SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR DON'T READ.
Her heart was hammering so hard that her lungs felt bruised, her eyes burned like she had been battling a storm of sulphuric acid. Every muscle in her body felt it was being torn in two and she wanted to collapse in a heap of tears and pain but her rage fuelled her as she dragged her nails across his face. The large Demon barely even flinched as black blood seeped from deep lacerations before they shrunk before her eyes within second. Even as he healed she slashed and scratched, tearing at his hair and flesh, fuelled by unrelenting fury and the pain of her lost friends. It was like she had a new found strength, standing up and grabbing the demon by his horns, only then did he move, grabbing her wrists with unbelievable strength.
"Ah-ah..." he said even as she slowly began trying to bend them, seeing as he was unmovable, she booted him, the way she had seen king Leonidas do in the movie 300. There was a flush of pride as he grunted, bucking under her kick as he skidded across the floor until he slammed into a crudely piled group of bodies. The force made several fall on top of him until he was barely visible, she stood, panting but not out of tiredness, she was panting out of sheer anger and pain, she wan0p- ted to sob her heart out but she also wanted to tear him apart. The bodies fell, well more flew as the big Demon threw them away, standing up to full height and she almost wanted to run, he was huge. He wore a burnt, ripped and long cloak that covered his left side and showed the golden band on his right arm, he wore nothing under his cloak except for his baggy, black pants. The man looked like he had come straight out of the dark ages, he looked like a lone wanderer in some sort of fiction novel, the kind you'd see drinking alone in the corner of a tavern or inn. "For such a weak Demon, you do have enough courage to last a life time... tell me little one, do you know who I am?" He questioned as he dusted himself off and grinned at her, his large fangs sending shivers down her spine knowing those were the fangs that had ripped into her friends.
"No and I don't care... why would you do this, what have these people done to you!?" She screamed, fighting away the lump in her throat as he looked around confused.
"They're my prey, what more reason do I need, these insects have made you weak, you think you can live with them... really, once they find out what you are they will see you as nothing but a... what did the blonde call you... monster?" He taunted and she shook her head, he was wrong.
"No, they were my friends and you murdered them, you're the monster, not me... I'd never hurt them!" She yelled and he chuckled as he stepped forwards, his bare feet being coated in the blood he stepped in.
"Oh my poor child... you're so blind, they've made you think that you can live without their blood, their flesh, how long do you think you could live like this before you snapped... before you slaughtered everyone?" He questioned, kicking a body aside with enough force to make it tumble towards her and she stepped to the side, moving out of the way. In the moment it took to look away, he had managed to stand right in front of her, less than a foot away. Levy moved to jump back but he grabbed her arms painfully, hard enough to leave a bruise and she tried to swipe him but his hand shot out, grabbing her by the throat and she gasped. "I think it's time to break you, pet... and once I'm done you'll be the monster you hate so much!" He growled, pulling her forwards quickly, his mouth opening as if he was going to bite her and she squeezed her eyes shut, ready to scream...
She shot up, a scream trapped in her throat and her eyes darted around, adjusting to the brightness of the room, well it wasn't that bright with the dark rain clouds ahead but it was better than the complete blackness she'd been dreaming. Her heart was still hammering in her chest and she could feel the wet trails on her face, she'd never been so terrified, she'd had nightmares before but never so vivid, never so... real.
"Terrible isn't it?" A voice asked and she practically dived out of the bed, slamming herself against the wall as she looked around for the source of the voice. There, a few feet from her bed was a Demon, one she had never seen before, he had straight, deep blue hair with tired, stern blue eyes. On his left eye was a tattoo, some sort of symbol that she could have sworn she'd seen before and he wore an indigo coloured cloak with the hood up and buttoned across the top of his chest. From what she could see, he was wearing a suit with the baggy suit pants tucked into brown boots and the suit had golden outlined on the cuffs and collar.
"W-who are you!?" She asked, trembling as he softened his expression and pulled down his head, showing crimson, curved, bull like horns and he had a thick, spaded tail, a little like hers.
"My name is Jellal, I'm from a resistance of Demons who want to live like humans, I'm sorry for the gruesome images but I had to show you" he told her and she cocked her head, resistance, she wasn't aware that Demons weren't allowed to live like humans, she knew that Demons frowned upon it but she didn't know there was some sort of resistance. Jellal saw this confusion and he coughed. "I see you aren't aware of the council...?" He asked and she shook her head. "You aren't aware of our politics?" He questioned and again, she shook her head.
"My brother explained certain things but never enough for me to understand, I didn't know we had a council or politics for that matter..." she told him and he nodded in understanding but there was sadness in his charcoal eyes.
"We do have a council... it is run by a man named Acnologia... the Demon from your dream, he has a strict no weakness policy, having feelings for humans or wanting to be humans is an instant death warrant, this is what I came to talk to you about" he explained. Levy stared at him as she pushed off of the cabinet, so it was a dream... in a way. "The dream I showed you... it's a premonition, a flicker of information from the future" he said in a grave voice and her heart jumped into her throat.
"Wh... n-no... I'd ne-never eat someone... I can't...!" She squeaked as the image of Gajeels mangled corpse and Lucy being impaled rushed forwards, making her want to vomit. He nodded as if he knew the feeling and he walked around the bed, sitting down on the mattress in front of her.
"The future doesn't lie... your friend was in danger and you did what you could in hopes to save her but he... he is pure evil... his old name is Demon of the apocalypse, though, the future can be changed, I came here to change it... with your help we can take him down, change the way Demons live... for good" he said and she bit her lip, she was so tiny and weak, she could barely fight off a full grown male human, never mind a Demon as evil as this Acnologia guy.
"But... I can't, how could I help... I'm barely much of a Demon as it is?" She asked and he gave her a smile as if he was proud of her modesty.
"Miss Levy, you are much stronger than you give yourself credit for... have you actually ever tried to hurt someone?" He asked and she shook her head quickly, she had hurt her brother before but never enough to do any real damage, she doubted she could do any to be perfectly honest. "Then how do you know what you're capable off if you don't try?" Jellal questioned but even then, she was still putting herself down.
"I don't have a... normal Demon diet, I'm weak from lack of food, I barely have enough strength to get by as it is, I could never face a Demon like him" she admitted and Jellal let out a light laugh, not to mock her but as if he didn't believe her.
"Levy, your parents were some of the strongest Demons I've ever met, rest their souls, they faced off against him and some of his soldiers and almost took him down, you're their daughter... you can do it..." he explained and her eyes widened.
"Y-you know my parents?" She asked in shock, she had always assumed that they were just like any normal Demons and left her to fend for herself. Her adoptive parents never spoke about them, all they ever said was that they found her in an alley, this guy, he knew them, and he could answer her questions.
"Yes... I did but we can't talk about them now, all you need to know is that they loved you dearly and they left you to keep you safe from Acnologia and his men" he simply said, clearly ending her interrogation before it had even started. "Listen to me Levy, darkness is coming and there is only one way to stop it... with the help of the humans and the resistance, we can stop it Levy but we need your help, we need the help from the patrolmen" he told her and she bit her lip, getting the patrolmen on side would be easier said than done.
"How are we going to stop it... you saw the future... he killed them all... every single one, what am I supposed to do, I don't even know how far away this... future is?!" She exclaimed and he smiled, walking towards her and he held out his gloved hand.
"We go to war miss McGarden... and only you can do this, you're a smart girl... you'll find a way... but it has to be before the next moon... or he'll make the streets run red with blood..." he explained as she slipped her hand between the black leather and he brought it up to his lips. She felt her cheeks flush out of embarrassment before he stood up straight as if he heard a noise and then he stepped back. "I must leave now... I'll see you soon Levy..." he grinned before dark purple smoke whirled around him and seemed to suck him into the shadows, leaving no trace of his visit. She couldn't do this, how was she going to convince the patrolmen to go to war? Of all the people to be dragged into something like this, she just had to be the one. Why was this Acnologia guy after her specifically? It wasn't like she was causing a problem; she kept herself to herself and that was that. Oh god, what if she couldn't change the outcome? She'd have to relive everything that had happened in the dream. Levy didn't want to do that, she didn't want to feel that agony again, she didn't want to eat a friend or get on killed, she didn't want to kill anyone for that matter.
"Levy, are you awake?" Came a sweet voice and she looked up at Mira who had opened the infirmary door, she looked like an angel with the bright light of the hall behind her. Her blue eyes searched the room before falling on the little Demon who was practically shaking like a leaf, the next moon was two week away, she only had two weeks to try and create some sort of... army. How? She wasn't cut out for war, she wasn't very violent, she hated blood, she threw up at the sight of gore in a horror movie, how was she supposed to kill someone?! Mira stepped inside as Levy darted out of the door, she had to get away, she... she had to run, run as far away as her legs could take her, maybe if she ran far enough away then Acnologia would never come...