I forgot to mention that I do not own Fairy Tail before... I don't own it. Ummm... as far as my other story goes... sorry I had up to chapter 5 done on Rise of the Dragon Queen but then my iPad had to updated and it deleted all of my documents... apparently its all on the cloud and my teacher says that I can't restart the damn thing to get those documents back. Sorry. I'm still distraught and I will try to get a few chapters in before christmas. SORRY!

Chapter 1

What? There has to be some kind of mistake. Anything, everything! Why would he be looking for my father? I was too surprised and shocked and confused to answer him.
I guess Zeref got impatient because the next thing I knew I was across the room and the chair I was tied to was broken into large splinters. I had a few cuts and bruises and a major headache, probably a mix of the drugs and hitting the wall.
Zeref was walking toward me with blatant anger in his eyes.
I panicked and the yelled the first thing that came to my mind, which... was a spell.
"METEOR RUSH!" (A/N: I don't know any latin so you get english spells! :D )
Bright streaks of light burst from my hands and sped toward Zeref. He was caught off guard and couldn't create any defenses. He slammed back into the wall with a loud cracking, breaking through the cement wall and into another cell, a large cloud of dust filled the room, obscuring my view of him. A quick glance at the red headed woman told me that she was too shocked to move.
I moved to a standing position just in time to hear maniacal laughter coming from the cement pile. He stood up, his suit covered in dust and there was a small trickle of blood coming from his forehead.
He smiled crazily, "You!" he pointed at me, and laughed again. "Who would have thought!" More laughter. "That a celestial mage, could have their own power!" He continued to laugh like it was the funniest thing in the world. "They normally just rely on these stupid things." He laughed, pulling out a set of keys from one of the suits pockets. But not just any keys, my keys. My celestial keys. He laughed even harder when he saw the fear on my face.
"I take it that you know what happens when a key is destroyed, right?" He smiled threateningly. He didn't wait for an answer, just raised his hand and allowed black fire to fill it. "As the Celestial King once told the world long ago, 'Destroy the key, destroy the Spirit.' or something along those lines right." He started to move his hands toward my keys.
"Don't hurt them!" I pleaded.
He stopped and smiled, knowing that he'd won. "All right, now here is how it will work. You will answer all of my questions truthfully. If not," he jingled my keys. "You get the point." He turned to the red-headed woman. "Erza, find a rune maker."
The woman nodded, knocked on the door again, waited a moment for the door to open and left.
He turned back to me. "First question: Where is Jude? Where is your father?" He added, as if I didn't know who Jude Heartfilia was.
I glared back at him. "He's dead."
He frowned. "I said no lying." He brought his hand back up and filled it with black flame.
"No! Stop! He really is dead!" I didn't realize that I'd started crying. "He died, 15 years ago. He was shot on his way home. Please, please don't hurt them. I'm telling the truth. I swear."
He stayed silent for a few moments, watching as I cried, pleading for my spirits, until he said, "Next question," and put his hand back down.
"What is your relationship with Makarov?"
Confused, I said "He took me in when my dad died."
"Does Makarov ever talk about work?"
"No." Makarov was incredibly secretive about his work, even when he was drinking with Cana, his neighbor.
"Did Jude?"
"No, I barely saw him when I was a kid."
He mulled this over for a minute and smiled. I was starting to dread those smiles. "Well then, you were a very protected child weren't you?" He said sarcastically.
Too confused to care about cation, I asked, "About what?"
He laughs again, shaking his head, "I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise, now would I."
I jumped at the loud creaking of the door, as it opened again. Erza and another man came in.
Zeref smiled as they came in. "Mucho so good to see you again (A/N: semi-insignificant character, gave him a crappy name, sorry)."
Mucho inclined his head, "I'm delighted that you require my services again."
Services?
Zeref tossed the keys to Erza, who caught them one handed. He then crouched down in front of me and grabbed my chin in one hand and my hands with the other. He then forced a kiss on me, sticking his tongue in my mouth. Before I could bit him he pulled back. I spit at his feet, trying to get the vile taste of him out. He laughed. "We are going to have best of times together. I just know it. And hopefully by Christmas, I'll have a present for you." He patted my cheek twice and stood up. Facing the two others in the room he said, "Put the runes on her wrist, Erza hold her down, you know how it hurts." He then knocked on the door. As it opened he turned back to Erza, "Give her the keys when this is done, she may as well have something to hold onto, not that she'll be able to use them for a while." And with that he laughed some more and left.
I turned back to the other two people in the cell with me. Erza started walking toward me, while Mucho hung back. In a last ditch effort, I tried a spell, "METEOR RUSH!"
Streaks of light burst from my hands again and rushed Erza. Silver light shined from the ground under her and she yelled, "Ex-quip: Shield!" My attack was now bouncing of a metallic shield and breaking down more of the wall from earlier.
I was about to send another attack, when she Ex-quipped again and disappeared.
Where is she? Was my last thought before I was thrown into the wall and held in place by someones body pressing into mine. I turned and caught a glance of red ha. Erza.
"Mucho! Get over here, now!" Erza yelled.
Mucho scrambled over and took something out of his pocket. It was a pen.
"Oh King. NO! Stop, please!" I cried.
Mucho smirked, "Sorry, orders are orders." He grabbed my right wrist and started drawing runes.
The pain was unbelievable. It was like something was tearing me apart at the seams and building a steel wall in between the two. In a way, he was. He was bottling up my magic with runes.
I screamed in pain. Hoping against hope that someone would help me. When he was done, my entire hand was bloody and it had a ring of black runes around my wrist, but the pain lingered. Even if I were to get out of here, find another rune maker to take the rune magic off, the runes themselves would always be there because that kind of magic always scarred a person.
I slumped to the ground, cradling my wrist to my chest. I glared at them and was surprised to see Erza, offer me the keys. I know that Zeref said to give them to me, but I didn't expect her to be civil about it.
Keeping to caution, I slowly grabbed my keys. When my eyes fell onto her wrist I gasped. Faded black runes circled her wrist as well. I looked into her eyes and saw that they held nothing but regret and pain in them.
She whispered, "I didn't know he was going to do this." She closed her eyes, recomposing herself. When she re-opened them, they were again the uncaring eyes they were before. Before she turned around she whispered, "If you're half as powerful as he boasts, you'll have no trouble calling for help." And with that she left., sealing the steel door behind her.
I was so confused. Who's boasting? Why is Zeref looking for my dead father? Why does he care about his job? Why am I here? What in the hell is happening?!
But that didn't matter right now. I grabbed Loke's key and immediately a golden light filled the room. Thank the King that the Zodiacs can summon themselves. Loke burst from the Spirit World, worry all over his face. When he saw me, his worry turned to anger and confusion, but he still ran and hugged me.
After I cried my heart out on his shoulder, I answered all of his questions as best I could. He asked Virgo for help cleaning my wrist. I told her not to bandage it, so they wouldn't suspect anything in case they came back. After calming down for a few moments, I asked Virgo if she could dig through the cement. She placed her hand on the ground and said that there was a layer of metal she couldn't dig through. I thanked her anyway and sent her back to the Spirit World for Capricorn.
He appeared in a puff of white smoke. "Lucy-sama, are you alright?" His suit was as crisp as always and his sunglasses were in place.
"I'll live, thank you. Listen this will be tricky, You're the fastest so I need you to find out where I am and tell Makarov that I've been kidnapped by a man named Zeref, tell him that he's looking for the man who imprisoned him and thinks I know. The faster I get out of here, the better."
"So why don't you use your magic to get of here, Lucy-sama?" He asked.
Ashamed, I held up my wrist.
I could see his whole demeanor change. "Oh Lucy-sama..." He started, but then stopped. "I will finish the task you have given me with the upmost care." And with that he poof-ed and was gone.
I asked Loke to stay with me, seeking comfort from him. We sat against the wall, with his arms wrapped around me while I leaned on his shoulder, just waiting. Loke didn't want to leave me alone so we agreed that if Zeref came back, Loke would hide in the next cell over, the one with the semi-broken wall and would only come out if I called for him.
It was a short while later that I decided to ask him pointless questions that neither of us had answers to. But I had so many that I didn't know which one to ask first. Eventually I just picked one at random.
"Why do you think Zeref is looking for my dad?" I whispered.
He was silent for a moment before he said, "There are things about your father that you can't know about him. Things that would put you in danger if you knew." He gaffed. "Fat lot of good that did you." He said looking around.
What did he mean by that? I was about to ask another question when the door started to open. Loke jumped up and ran into the other cell. My heart was hammering with adrenaline. A sliver of doubt went through my mind. What if hiding him doesn't work?
I kept my expression neutral as Zeref entered. He wore a new suit, still black but not covered in dust. He looked like he was ready to kill someone. Hopefully not me.
He started pacing in front of me, shooting glances at me, looking at my wrist, then looking away then back again.
I couldn't take it anymore. "What?" I snapped.
He stopped and glared at me. "Someone has alerted the authorities of our whereabouts. They are currently waiting for authorization to storm this factory. However, the only thing I'm wondering about is how they found out our location considering only 5 people who know about it, well 4 now if my theory is right, and all of them are here."
I sent up a silent thank you to Capricorn, but remained neutral. "So what are you doing here?"
He frowned at me. "Testing my theory. Spears of Pain." Liquid pain shot through my body, making me fall over and writhe in pain. I screamed for all I was worth, pleading with the pain to stop, but nothing. The pain kept coming and coming. Then suddenly it was gone. At first I thought that Loke had stepped in but no. Zeref was still standing but was listening for something off in the distance. After a moment, I listened too.
At first there was nothing, but then, faintly, I could here... something. What is that? Apparently, Zeref had no trouble identifying the noise, because growled in anger and said a few choice curses about how they had to send him.
In the end he said, "We're leaving." He came forward to grab me but I slapped his hand away. He growled and again tried to pick me up. My body was still stiff from the torment it received not moments ago, but I still managed to fight him off. "No! I'm not going with you! LOKE!"
A bright, golden fist slammed into Zeref's face, launching him into the door, denting it a little. That sound from earlier was getting louder and I could finally discern what it was- the sound of metal grinding on metal followed by a crash. I only had time to move into the second cell when the steel door crashed inward, right into the spot where I had been not 2 seconds before..
A man filled the doorframe. He had long, thick black hair and piercings everywhere. Not that it looked bad, if anything, it look... kind of hot. He wore black jeans with a leather jacket thrown over a tight, white t-shirt, showing of incredibly detailed-
Oh King! Why am I having these kind of thoughts now in the middle of an escape attempt.
The man quickly glanced around the room and found what he was looking for, Zeref and Loke. He jumped in on the fight. At first, I thought he was helping Zeref but then the man punched square in the jaw. The look on the man's face was of pure joy as Zeref's head snapped to the side. I couldn't help but cheer him on. I ran back into the first cell and towards the door. I made it about 5 steps when a sharp pain slid into my right shoulder. I cried out and looked. A silver knife was now embedded into my shoulder. I looked at the guys and saw Zeref smiling with satisfaction, Loke looked like he wanted to stop what he was doing and help me but at the same time rip Zeref to shreds, and the unknown man... looked worried.
While everyone was more or less distracted for the moment, Zeref yelled, "Shadow Field," and a dark cloud of magic pushed both men off of him. Loke crashed into a wall and the stranger landed in a crouch in front of me. Zeref stood up, his face a mask of blood, glared at the man before looking at me. "A parting gift," he gestured to the knife. "But just know that this won't be the last time we see each other. I still haven't spent that fun time with you I promised." His eyes raked over me in a disturbingly hungry manner. I gave him a look of disgust before he laughed, said an incantation and disappeared with a black puff of smoke.
Loke struggled to get up, from his position- Zeref really did a number on him. Meanwhile the other man was turning around to face me. I gasped, I was hit with an intense feeling of having seen this man before, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out where.
He stuck his gloved hand out, silently offering me help up. I raised my arm and cried out, grabbing my shoulder. The knife was still in my shoulder. Oh, King there's a KNIFE IN my shoulder!
The man winced like he forgot.
Yeah, well I forgot too, so don't feel bad, I thought. He went behind me and gently moved my blond hair out of the way.
"You're going to need stitches and the knife has to come out now o it doesn't cause anymore damage." He said in a deep voice.
Shaking a little, I nodded my head and braced myself.
He laid his hand just below my shoulder blade and put the other on the knife. "Ready?"
I nodded quickly.
And before I knew it, he pulled.
"HOLY SHIT!" I screamed. The pain was indescribable and lasted a good minute afterwards until I could focus on something else. Like the hand that was rubbing soothing circles on my back.
I needed a distraction. "Who are you?" I asked.
There was a moment of silence then, "Special Agent Gajeel Redfox. DME."
Special Agent? DME? (A/N: Department of Magical Enforcement) Gramps must known someone in the higher ups of the government to send a Special Agent.
"Okay, Special Agent. Do you think you can get me out of here and to a hospital?"
There was a low laugh and suddenly Gajeel was crouching down his back facing me.
"What are you doing?" I asked skeptically.
"What's it look like?" He growled back like it was obvious.
"It looks like..." I trailed off, realizing that that was what he wanted. "You're joking right?!"
He glared over his shoulder, "Does it look like I joke?"
I glared back. "I can walk. It was only my arm that was hurt. I'm not some fragile glass ornament that'll break under a little pressure."
"Ke, and how do you plan to walk up 3 flights of stairs with an injured arm?" He rolled his eyes.
Oh King, 3 flights? Whatever, I can deal. I stood up, a little to fast, and slipped on a rock. I started falling forward, when I crashed into a rock hard chest. I looked up into blazing red eyes staring back at me. I gulped, "Sorry." I pushed myself off with my good arm and looked around. Loke was gone so he must have gone back to heal himself. I sighed. Well it looks like I'm stuck with this guy for a while. I turned toward Gajeel, "Lead the way."
He smirked, "What? You don't know the way out?"
I glared back at him, "No, I don't. I woke up in here. Now if you'd be so kind as to- Oh King! What the hell are you doing? Put me DOWN!" I yelled.
He had picked me up and gently put me over his shoulder and started walking. With my good arm, which just so happened to be my awkward left one, I tried to shove myself off of him, but he just tightened his grip on me. I gasped slightly from his grip on me, it still ached from Zeref's earlier torture.
Gajeel noticed my gasp and stopped walking, "What's wrong?"
I couldn't help the streak of sarcasm in my voice, "Oh absolutely nothing! Just the fact that I was kidnapped in my own home, held captive and tortured by the most wanted criminal in Japan, I can't use my magic because of a stupid rune block, because of said man, and now I'm be carried like a sack of potatoes!" I yelled.
He was quiet for a moment, then he mumbled quietly, "Sorry." And kept walking.
I huffed, but I accepted it. He didn't look like the type to apologize easily, so I'd take it. I pouted and tried to remain angry with this man and at the same time not notice how he smelled of earth.
We had just passed the second floor when he asked, "If you have a magic block on you, how'd you get your spirit in our world?"
I smiled even though he couldn't see it. "Loke and I have a special bond. This may sound like bragging but its true. He was my mothers first spirit, so he's known me my whole life. He practically became my father/ older brother when my dad died. It was because of that that he became in tune with my feelings, only when I'm holding his key can he feel them. It's like that with a few of my spirits. Zeref thought that after the block was on me, I could have my keys without any consequences. Idiot."
Gajeel snorted.
"What? It's true. He should have known that the Zodiac keys can summon themselves as they see fit. And how did you know that Loke was a spirit?" I asked turning the questions onto him.
He shrugged, "He smelt differently than a normal human."
I was confused, and kind of weirded out, even though I'd been doing the same thing not three minutes ago, "Smelt differently? You smelled him?"
He chuckled, "I'm a dragon slayer."
Oh, that explained a lot, including the smelling. "Really? What's your element?" I asked getting excited. Dragon slayers were rare and I had only met two beforehand.
I couldn't see his face but I knew that he'd be arrogantly smiling. "It's iron."
"Cool. I only know two dragon slayers. I work with one of them. His name is Natsu Drag-"
"Ha! That bastard! He's nothing but a hotheaded gecko!" He continued to laugh.
I felt my irritation grow. "And you're a troll! But I bet that 'gecko' could wipe the floor with you."
He chuckled, "You wish."
I growled back at him.
Finally we made it outside. Turns out we were in an old shoe factory. Half of the roof was caved in, most of the windows were broken, and the smell of leather was still in the air. A gray jeep was waiting in front of the door, the head lights still on.
Still holding me, he opened the passenger side door and slid me in. Immediately, I was hit with more of that earth scent. After I settled into a comfortable position, Gajeel reached over and buckled me in. I almost complained that I could do it myself but my arm started throbbing even more.
Gajeel climbed into the jeep, reached into his pocket, pulled out a gun and put it in the glove department. I was staring at him wide eyed. He just shrugged it off and put the jeep in drive.
I was starting to get really tired. Must be the blood loss. My work outfit from yesterday was now covered in dust and blood, completely ruined. I leaned my head against the cool window when something occurred to me.
Without turning I said, "My name's Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia."
He was silent for a long while. I started dozing off. I'm not sure but I thought I heard him say, "I know," right before I gave into unconsciousness.

Another thing, I am now requiring at least 5 reviews EVERY chapter before I update the next one. Sorry but how am I ever going to know that the story is good if nobody but two people let me know. Thank you very much to the two people who have reviewed, I appreciate it very much.

-KW