Chapter 5: Why You Shouldn't Talk to Strangers
"So are you sure you saw them heading towards the theme park?" Lisanna asked the young man.
"Yeah, dude! The b****** stole my girlfriend! I dunno' what it was...she just went crazy over him..."
"Charm," Lisanna and Bixlow realized in unison. They hurried to the Amusement park, Bixlow taking the ground route and Lisanna scouting ahead in her bird form; that of a hawk. Pippi and Poppo were with her in case she needed to report back to Bixlow. Flying over the gates, she spotted Aaron, Cable, and the girl that had challenged her to a dance off the other night over by the ferris wheel.
Crap. This is going to be difficult. Lisanna flew back to Bixlow, landing in front of him. "I found her," She reported. "You know that girl I was dancing by the other night?"
"Yeah."
"It's her. They're by the ferris wheel."
"Ferris wheel, ferris wheel, ferris wheel!" The dolls chanted cheerfully. swirling around their heads.
"'Kay, let's go."
As Lisanna went to follow Bixlow and the dolls, something wrapped around her arms and legs, tripping her. She smacked to the ground with a thud and felt herself sliding backwards. "BIX_" Ropes snaked around her mouth and she struggled. Let's see if you can handle my Tigress! Lisanna shifted, but the ropes accomodated to her size she couldn't reach the ropes with her claws.
Lisanna shifted into a bird, then an elephant. With each shift, there was a burning, draining feeling and Lisanna's vision began to fade to black. She could see two legs infront of her; one collided forcefully against her temple. She could vaguely feel something hot and liquid flowing down the side of her face, but in her dizzy and drowsy state, she couldn't pinpoint what exactly it could be.
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Bixlow looked around at Lisanna's call, only to find she wasn't there. S***! "LISANNNA! LISANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAA!" He bellowed, looking around frantically No. No, no, no, no, NO! The crowd betrayed nothing of her whereabouts. Absolutely nothing. "This can't be happening..." He whispered. Cursing, he ripped off his helmet, taking position of every soul in the amusement park, causing them to lay down. He saw two men who's builds were suspiciously like Cain and Arron's throwing something into the back of a carriage that was powered by powerful ostrich-like creatures.
Bixlow released his magic, barreling after the carriage that hid away Lisanna. One of his brothers spotted him and hurried to the front of the carriage as the other got into the back with Lisanna. Bixlow didn't see the woman anywhere; maybe she was with Lisanna in back, too.
The carriage jolted off and Bixlow pushed his legs faster, feet pounding on the pavement. I'll never make fun of Jet again...The one time I need his ability more than anything! "LISANNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA A!" Bixlow called again. He needed to catch up to that carriage. He couldn't let them hurt her. He'd rather die than see her hurt. Why her, why her, WHY HER, D*****! Bixlow snorted in rage as he lost sight of the carriage.
He slowed to a stop, doubling over and panting heavily. "D*****!" He cursed his brothers and himself. If he didn't have those d*** eyes, if he didn't drive his mother into that train, if he didn't turn around when he had...Lisanna would be safe. She wouldn't be in the hands of two of the most merciless jack ***** in Fiore. They'd probably rape or kill her or something along those terrible lines. Bixlow couldn't let that happen; he loved her far too much. And I didn't even tell her. What if I never see her again? NO. DON'T THINK LIKE THAT!
"Babies..." He grunted raggedly as he fought to catch his breath. They were solemn for once, all turned towards him. "You know the city...as well as I do...spread out and...search every suspicious area...you can..."
"Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere!" They chanted, splitting up. Bixlow found his way to a pay phone, dialing the guild's number. It hurt his pride to be calling for back up, but the injuring of his manly ego is a necessary evil. Lisanna is so much more important.
"Helloooo!" Mira called cheerfully.
"Mirajane, it's Bixlow. I need your help; get the rest of the Thunderlegion and Elfman and all of you come down her as fast as you can. Lisanna's in trouble."
"What_"
"No time to explain. I have to look for her. I've wasted enough time as it is." He hung up, dashing out of the booth and visiting Aaron and Cain's old haunts. Ducking under a large, but very old crate, Bixlow looked inside, finding the tunnel that led down to Aaron and Cain's old hideout. They'd never let him in, but he remembered occaisionally sneaking in.
Sliding down the old, rusted hollowed out pipe, Bixlow rolled out in the open, scanning the darkness for any sign of Lisanna or his brothers. A candle flared up from the back of the concrete grotto and the woman who had been 'charmed' smirked up at him from her seat on one of the crates. She had a voluptuous figure and was slightly on the chubby side with a tan-in-a-can skin tone. Her hair was long, straight, and black with blonde highlights and her eyes were a cold, dark brown. She stood, drawing a sword.
"If you beat me, I might give you a hint to where your girlfriend is," She crooned softly, the smirk not fading. She cocked a hip, swinging the sword expertly. And I don't have a weapon. S***.
"B****..." Bixlow muttered, getting into a fighting stance. Despite what many thought, he was actually very skilled in hand-to-hand combat. It was a well-kept secret that he used to catch his enemies off guard if his babies failed or weren't around. He could hold his own against Freed's sword, but the blade of a foe he didn't know? That would be trickier. Much trickier.
"How rude. Much like the silver-haired wallflower."
"Least she ain't a pig, you f***** skank!" Bixlow snapped back.
"You're really pissing me off." The woman leapt for him, swinging her sword for Bixlow's throat. He slid under the arc, smashing his shin into her ankle, sweeping her off her feet.
"DANCE ANCIENT FLAMES OF HO-MASUBI, KAGU-ZUCHI, HI-NO-KAMI, FUDO, AND FUTSU-NUSHI-NO-KAMI! LET YOUR EMBERS OF HELL RAIN DOWN ON ALL MY ENEMIES!"
"HOLY S***! WHAT THE F*** IS THIS?!" BIxlow leapt off the ground as puddles of lava began to form and fire began to rain down. The puddles melded into humanoid figures, standing to about 7 feet tall. WHERE THE F*** IS NATSU WHEN YA' NEED HIM! HOLY S***!
"HOLY S*** HOLY S*** HOLY S***!"
BIxlow whirled around, seeing his babies swoop in. He grinned. "Alright babies! Let's do this!" Bixlow back-flipped away from the crazy fire lady, hanging from a pipe, using his legs as hooks. "Baryon formation on the woman."
"GUARD!" The woman shouted. All five flame figures gathered around her, linking their 'arms' together. Perfect.
Bixlow flipped upright to stand on the pipe, raising his arm with his index and middle fingers outstretched. "Crush," He wispered, bringing his arm down in a straight, fluid sweeping motion. The flame-figures exploded with a powerful blast, knocking him from the pipe and his babies from the air and slamming the woman through the concrete wall. Bixlow hopped to his feet, pouncing on the woman and pinning her down.
"Now tell me where the f*** Lisanna is! Unless you want me to crush you too."
"You're one of the pansies from Fairy Tail! You don't have the balls!"
"Try me b****!" BIxlow shouted, raising his arm and extending his fingers again.
The woman's eyes widened when her eyes met his. "Okay, okay, okay, OKAY!" She squealed. "Just...just don't do it, okay? I'll tell you already!"
Bixlow continued to glare at her, arm raised. "Well?" He hissed. "Get on with it."
"Look, I don't know exactly where, but underground, your brothers formed a secret dark guild that nobody, not even the council, knows about. You won't get in by yourself and there's a lot of powerful mages."
"How many members?"
"I dunno'...maybe 65?"
"Sounds like pretty fair odds. One more thing."
"What?"
BIxlow punched her in the face, knocking her out. He got up, dusting off his hands and stalking out of the base. Despite his burns, bruises, and pulled muscles, Bixlow was ready to take on the world. No one was gonna' mess with Lisanna. Not without getting their ***** handed to them.
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Mirajane picked up Bixlow's helmet, abandoned on the ground in the empty theme park. Freed was busy with his locating runes while Evergreen was scouting out the city. Elfman was muttering about how it was so unmanly for Bixlow to let Lisanna get kidnapped.
Evergreen landed in front of them. "I found Bixlow. He's looking for entrances to get underground, saying he got a tip that there's a dark guild operating secretly in the sewers. Judging by the burns and bruises, I'd say he took down a nasty enemy to get the information. He also claims that there were roughly 65 members and that his elder brothers are the ones who took Lisanna," Evergreen reported, adjusting her glasses and putting her hands on her hips.
"I'm scanning for entrances to the sewers now," Freed announced, sending his seeking runes out.
"For now, we should catch up to Bixlow," Mirajane suggested. Everyone nodded, following Evergreen.
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Lisanna came to in a dank room that stank heavily of...she didn't even want to know what. Chains cut into her wrists as she hung from the wall, her feet hovering inches above the ground. Her shoulders ached and she could feel the broken and raw skin where she'd been dangling from the chains for several hours.
"So our silver-haired maiden awakens, does she?" A deep voice crooned. Lisanna recognized Aaron's voice as he sauntered out from the shadows. Cain wasn't far behind.
"A pretty catch," Cain murmured, agreeing as he eyed Lisanna with a predatory gaze. Lisanna's eyes grew wide and she tried to shift. The effort caused the breath to flee from her body and sweat to bead at her hairline.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, forcing her to look up at him as he pulled her head back. "Mmm, very pretty. Wouldn't it be a shame to end that beauty?"
A slender blade ghosted around her jaw, causing tiny drops of blood to drip down onto her neck and collar bone. Lisanna tried to lift a leg to knee him in the balls, but was too weak. Her shoulders ached, however, she couldn't pull herself higher to relieve some of the pressure.
"Now now, don't ruin her just yet. We can still have a little fun before our brother dear gets here, can't we?" Aaron crooned, running his fingers down Lisanna's body. She blanched, biting down a whimper. "Let's cut her down and see if the minx can keep away from us long enough for Bixy to save her, seeing as Maura couldn't do her d*** job.
The chains opened and Lisanna dropped to the ground, collapsing, trembling. "Oh come now, pretty minx. You won't get far like that." Cain smirked, nudging Lisanna with his foot.
"I believe the energy sucking chains did quite a number on her," Aaron mused with a grin. "Oh well. We tried to give you a chance, little minx. I hope you're into masochism, otherwise this is going to be quite unpleasant."
Cain chuckles darkly, cleaning his small knife with a white cloth decorated with speckles and spatters of blood. Lisanna lifted her eyes to look at the action, too drained to even raise her pounding head. Bixlow...Please...
A/N: Another chapter done. I didn't mean to take so long. I've just been busy and I've gotten sick a few times too. I really hope y'all all like it, so R&R if you please. I'll update asap, so please don't hate me for the cliffhanger. XP