This is probably going to be a short chapter. I'm near Writer's Block territory…most likely because I'm just not in the mood to write after taking a science test. I feel like all the knowledge in me was just sucked up and gone.
A little girl's ragged scream tore through the air. It was cut off abruptly, and the room lapsed into eerie silence.
Then quite suddenly,
"What the hell did you do to her, you bastard?" Gajeel roared, straining so much against the metal cuffs that his skin rubbed raw. It didn't make sense. He was the iron dragonslayer – iron was how he got through every battle. It shouldn't hurt him, and he should definitely be able to eat it.
But why wasn't it working?
A lacriyma (A/N: Did I spell that right?) powered computer sat on a table nearby in the dull, depressing room. A worn leather swivel chair in front of it squeaked and groaned as it spun around, revealing a small, smiling bluenette, seemingly around the age of sixteen or so, judging by her size. Gajeel tried not to think about how much she resembled his Shrimp.
The girl leaned forward, and Gajeel noticed the straps binding her to the chair. He stared at them in amazement – why was she, a member of this mysterious organization, restrained at her work?
The bluenette ignored his starring and clasped her hands together, dropping her chin onto them. "I'm doing the same thing to you, Gajeel-chan," she sang. Gajeel scowled angrily at her. Not only did she look like Shrimp, but she sounded like her, too.
The girl wheeled herself over to Wendy, who was down on a steel table, unusually pale. A black band with a wire that resembled the S.E. plug on vehicles was on her limp arm. The girl unstrapped her from it, still smiling and humming lightly to herself. It wasn't a tune Gajeel had ever heard of before, but it sounded sweet, happy, and enjoyable until the mood suddenly darkened, then changed again. The iron dragonslayer shook his head and let out a tiny sigh. Music was confusing – he never understood much of it.
"Looks like Wendy-chan will be out for a while," she chirped, grabbing the little girl and dropping her onto a floor mat. "I guess I shouldn't have extracted the magic so quickly with her…But now, it's your turn, Gajeel-chan!" The girl smiled and swiveled around to face Gajeel.
He'd never actually admit it, but deep inside, Gajeel was afraid the machine – an S.E. plug connecting to a swelling lacriyma, filled with the dragonslayers' magical power.
He couldn't let Wendy get hurt. When he'd refused before, those people of this organization threatened him. "We'll kill the little girl," they'd said.
The S.E. band was clipped to his arm, and he felt the same surge of nausea he got whenever he was on a moving vehicle. Grimacing in pain, he clutched his wrist, feeling the magic power slowly ebb out of him. The lacriyma crackled behind him.
"What are you going to get out of all this? Why did you just get us?" Gajeel slowly looked up at the bluenette, who smiled ever so brightly back at him.
"Oh, Gajeel-chan. Don't worry. We didn't hurt anyone you love back at your precious Fairy Tail. We'll release you when we get Salamander-chan." She giggled, even though these was nothing funny about it. "We need all of Salamander-chan's magic, and that'll be enough. I heard he'd released so much power in serious battles, ate Etherion, obtained 'Lightning Fire Dragon' mode or something like that, and unlocked Dragon Force!" The girl bounced excitedly in her seat.
"And what we'll get out of this…Gajeel-chan, the world will be at peace when they have Silver Hope watching over them. It's my guild! We'll keep peace over the world with our power, and make sure no more rivalry spreads…imagine it…a word of peace!" The girl spread her arms, a dreamy expression on her face.
As she wheeled herself back to the computer, she called out to Gajeel, "And we heard dragonslayers have a lot of magical power. You all help us a lot…Oh, look! They've captured Salamander-chan! He'll be joining us soon! Yay!" she squeaked happily, and Gajeel heard furious typing.
"Damn…you idiotic Salamander…" he hissed quietly before passing out.
How do I spell it? D: