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Previously on 'A White Dragon's Betrayal'~

Sting couldn't do anything.. all he did was stand there and watch. It pissed him off. For some reason his body just wouldn't move. It couldn't have been from the shock, he wasn't sure what it was in particular but he didn't move an inch. When she was hit.. or when her hair was being pulled with alarming strength. Seeing Minerva's face that looked so satisfied, his body was stiff and it was at that moment, the moment where it was all too late that he couldn't just let her disappear.

"My end of the bargain is yet to be fulfilled.." Minerva whispered into Lucy's ear as she brought out a key hidden within her cleavage. Throwing it out onto the ground in front of Sting, Minerva looked at the dragon slayer behind Sting whom had connected the dots far too quickly. The key to Lector's cage..

With a small laugh coming from Minerva's mouth she didn't spare the two one last glance. She continued walking, pulling on Lucy's hair for her to follow. Looking up Lucy managed one small look at Sting who returned the look, she could see the pain emerging from his eyes and all she could do was manage a soft smile.. while he stood and stared.

There was figure in the background, that had been forgotten; watching from a distance. The two blue twins waiting until Lucy was completely gone before they executed out their orders.

Everything seemed to constrict around the White Dragon Slayer, an amount of conflicting feelings that had risen from the pit of his stomach to erupt to the front of his mind. It was even threatening to fall from his eyes and streak down his face; mostly because he knew it was his fault. All of it. His guilt wasn't just aimed at the girl who had fallen into the hands of his new enemies, but because he was that weak to just let it happen. It was strange though, the blonde headed girl seemed to of had a pleading look in her eyes, begging him to not do anything.

The White Dragon Slayer sobered for a second, mulling over the options he had. It was true that Blondie made a valiant effort to save Lector and himself from further harm but to do so in such a way. To sacrifice herself. Was something that Sting couldn't understand. There was a constant nag at Sting's heart that was telling him that there was something more, that those moment the both of them shared weren't just the 'spur of the moment' acts. It was a foreign feeling to the White Dragon Slayer, but he was ready to disregard all stupid little feelings.

He had finally gotten what he wanted... which was Lector's freedom. He didn't need anything more but his companion and a feeling of regret for a naïve girl, wasn't going to stop him. He knew from the beginning that it would eventually lead to a predicament like this, but never did he think that he would feel such emotion for having to leave her.

Damn it.. Sting cursed to himself; all of this wasn't apart of his plan. He really desperately wanted to forget about her, but his thoughts always trailed back to the previous night, where he had gained her trust and willed her to believe that all of this was real. He was 'Sting', a heartless bastard that wanted to crush all of his opponents to the ground, but that stupid blonde who he thought to be weak, messed with his god-damn head. It was infuriating, but why the hell was he even thinking about this? Why was his mind at a cross roads? The answer should be simple.

"I'm going after her." Sting abruptly lifted his head, a firm resolution in his words. He didn't quite understand it but he knew that this was the only chance he was going to get and he didn't want it to slip pass him. Clutching at the key in his hardened grip, almost drawing blood as his frustration started flowing out into a physical form. He knew that it would be pathetic if Lector was to ever see him in this current state; with conflicting emotions.

He knew that the blonde urged him not to go after her, a little too trusting that girl was, but he didn't give a damn what she wanted, he was going to save her even if it cost the life of her weak friends, they were pathetic enough to just let the girl get captured...twice, like hell he would care if they survived or not. He may be going on a stupid heroic death mission but Sting made sure never to lose his touch of pure darkness; keeping the ones he cares for close at heart, and letting the others rott in hell.

Releasing his firm grip on the keys, Sting threw them away from him and towards Rogue; catching them with ease.

"Lector's cage needs to be opened. I'll be back soon." That was all Sting said whilst looking straight into Rogue's eyes, pure determination etched into his soul, he was being selfish but that was just the kind of bastard he was.

Rogue looked at Sting with a silent worry, knowing that the man was always quick to act and short tempered, but it seemed that he was resolute to do this, it made Rogue shiver at the thought that his companion had somewhat changed in merely a week. The aura he was giving was not one of pure resolute cockiness but more so care and admiration, Rogue wondered if Sting even realised himself how much he had changed.

Without saying a word, Rogue merely nodded. He would come to help Sting out of the mess he had placed himself in but that came after saving Lector, he knew what his companion asked of him and even though Sting came across as a 'one man wolf pack' he learnt to rely somewhat on others, at times.

Looking at the keys Rogue glanced at Frosch who was anxiously waiting to save her friend, there was a sign of obvious worry for both Lector and Sting but Rogue couldn't let that continue... he would help make sure that all this mess was over.

Rogue swiftly turned away, his eyes never straying from the goal at hand. His hands went into his pant pockets and placed the key inside, walking down the hallway that would lead out of the Grand Magic Games Arena. He wondered what the consequences would be for Sabertooth for leaving the Games while it was still running, but Sabertooth wouldn't care... as long as they obtained their goals of ultimate power.

Rogue turned down the hallway and into the crowds of the Grand Magic Games Arena, leaving Sting to working out his own plan of action.

"ARHHH, HURRY UP!" Natsu yelled out behind him, towards Gray whom was not that far behind the fire dragon slayer.

"Shut up! Fire breathe!" Gray called out gritting his teeth out of anger from Natsu whom had dragged him out of the Grand Magic Games, babbling on about following him to somewhere. It was decided all in a hurry and with little time to get around the situation; Natsu grabbing Gray and telling the others to stay put.

"OI, What was that Ice bastard?" Natsu suddenly stopped in his tracks; turning around fiercely to face the ice magic maker. His face screwed up with utter anger towards the other whom set his teeth on edge. Knocking his head up against Gray's, sending a slight throbbing pain through his head that he eagerly ignored.

"Let's finish this right here and now!" Natsu clenched his hand engulfing it with flame, the usual trivial matter the two encountered was serving to always come up at the wrong time. Never seeing eye to eye but still willingly trusting the other with their life. It was an indifferent friendship they had created.

Not wasting one more moment Gray grabbed at his shirt and ripped it off, showing off his bare chest like he always did. Removing his head from Natsu's forehead he took a stance, taking his two hands and slamming them together ready to create some ice magic. He wouldn't let down a challenge from Natsu no matter the situation. Natsu had completely forgotten of his original task to follow the instructions on the suspicious note he found after smelling Lucy's scent. It didn't say anything other than the coordinates to a place within the city; and while it was a confusing situation Natsu understood one thing.. and that was to follow the note.

All the same Natsu's had cracked his neck and was readying his flames; the both them wanted to battle it out in the middle of the street with the few onlookers that were walking along the street. Their faces filled with fear at the thought that two strong mages were going to battle right then and there.

Bounding his feet down on the stone and marble hallway, Sting feverishly tried to catch onto Lucy's scent. There were only small remnants of her smell, it was abnormal, they had only left a little while ago - why was it that he couldn't smell her?- He swore furiously to himself, cursing that she had to get captured. Why did you have to go fucking off and try to figure everything out on your own. It made Sting want to burn down the whole arena with his flames, he knew what Jiemma was going to do to her and it wasn't going to pretty.

Sting knew for a fact that Jiemma would make sure she experienced an exceptional amount of pain for being such a hassle. He knew that Jiemma would torture Lucy until she screamed out that she welcomed death, tears washing down her face and her body surrounded by her own blood. The thought made Sting sick and he could only hope that he got there before it was too late. He would kill every one of them fuckers.

Biting his lip with his sharp canine tooth Sting sprinted down the halls of the Arena, following the faint scent that was slowly diminishing. There was something defiantly at work here. It had to do with Minerva's powers- Sting knew that much. She had an ability that was like no other, and if she managed to 'transport' -or whatever the hell she called it- out of the arena, then Sting was defiantly screwed.

Being caught up in his dilemma Sting only noticed at the last minute that there was an unfamiliar but at the same time familiar scent, behind him. Spinning around with sudden alertness Sting scanned his surroundings, looking for whatever it was that took him away from his thoughts. Lowering his eyebrows in concentration Sting looked around the barren hallway, trying to figure out whom the presence was coming from. He eyes slid passed the shining walls and caught sight of bright blonde hair around a corner, that looked much like Lucy's.

Sting's eyes widened suddenly and with a surprising reaction and desperation, he reached out towards the hair and swiftly turned the corner to capture the body in his hands. Holding it tightly against his body and then turning them towards him, placing the figure between the wall and Sting.

The swift confusion that had just befallen the figure, grunted a little in slight surprise. Unprepared for the male's quick reaction and movements. The nest of blonde hair that covered the figure's face slowly looked up at Sting. The first thing he noticed was the large brown eyes that stared up at him with innocence, with that one movement Sting's chest completely constricted, his mouth gaping open and his body rolling with tension. The sight in front of him was most defiantly surprising.

At first Sting thought that his eyes were playing a trick on him, that this was some sick joke that was created to tear his heart apart, but the more he looked, the more real the situation became. Before him was the small frame of Lucy. The blonde girl who had just been taken from his sight, was now in front of him again. Sting felt a wave of reassurance and relief, that this miracle could be performed but with only a moment to regain his composure, Lucy flung herself at him.

Sting wondered if she was going to attack him, with the small frame she had, but that thought was knocked away as her lips collided with his, with as much desperation and passion that he had just been feeling. He was frozen in shock for a few seconds before relaxing and taking her up in his arms, moving his hands from the wall and up across her waist. Trying feverishly to close the distance between them like his life depended on it. Lucy did much the same, her hands reaching up behind his hair and curling her hands in-between the tussles of blonde hair that clung with sweat. He could taste the soft lips that still had remnants of strawberry lip balm on them, Lucy opening her mouth a little as permission for him to deepen the kiss. Sting took no time to accept the invitation and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, Lucy doing much the same, Sting had never felt this much heartache before and instinctively tightened his grip around her waist.

Trailing his hand up Lucy's back he reached the spot that was Lucy's weakness and brushed over it, causing Lucy to gasp slightly a the touch, her back arching up against his chest as she stopped the kiss for only a second. Sting grinned to himself and let no time escape them, pressing his lips hard against hers and causing them to stumble into the wall, a small growl emitting from the back of his throat as his self-control was slowly slipping. Lucy's hands went from the back of Sting's head and towards his cheeks slowly pushing his face away so she could look into his eyes. Her cheeks feverishly covered in a red blush along with heavy breathing as she gasped for breathe.

"That was from Lucy.."

It took a moment for Sting to realise what she had just said, his thoughts finally being able to catch up to the current situation. With quick movement Sting moved his hands from the supposed Lucy's waist and grabbed tightly around her wrist's, slamming them into the wall. Their bodies still close enough to touch but Sting's eyes bore into the girl with a fierce intensity. Finally being able to smell the 'familiar but unfamiliar' scent raising from 'Lucy's' body.

"Who the hell are you?" Sting's grip tightened on the girl's wrist as she whimpered slightly, still breathing heavy from the heated moment the two of them just shared.

"We-We're Gemini... Lucy's celestial's spirits..-Please, believe us." Lucy, well Gemini, pleaded as she stared into Sting's eyes. Trying to see any signs of recognition or trust in them, being completely clouded over by the lust and hurt evident on his face, slowly hardening from vulnerability.

"Like hell I'll believe you, you better fucking tell me what the hell you are doing here and in Lucy's body, before I kill you." Sting's threat was not to be taken light-heartedly, as he meant every word of it. His words were as sharp as ice as it slid through Gemini like a knife, sending a shiver up their, well Lucy's, body.

Gemini sucked in a soft breath and didn't back down, knowing that they had to get through to the White Dragon Slayer before it was too late. "We're being serious. The real Lucy can sense and send thoughts into this body and to us. Wh-when she sensed you, her emotions came fiercely through and -she did that. I-it's hard to explain, but right now we are the only ones keeping Lucy alive..."

Sting couldn't wrap his head around the sudden burst of information that he had been told, so Lucy has a connection to this body and Gemini, even though she isn't here with them. Impressive. But that couldn't contain the bubbling anger that he was currently feeling, along with the emotions of the heated kiss just moments ago. It was running through his head like a slow motion reel movie but his thoughts were cut short as he realised what Gemini had said.

"What? 'The only ones keeping Lucy alive?' What the HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Sting voice came out as a hiss, his eyes slanting and his body tensing waiting for a reply. If that was true, then Lucy had less time then he thought.

"Well, because Lucy has summoned us to your world, she has given us part of her magic power to open up the spirit world and call us out. So, if she can keep the connection open, even if she is close to death, she won't be able to die. You need to drain all of someone's life force for them to die, right? Well some of Lucy's is in calling us out from the spirit world. If we are sent back to the spirit world.. Lucy will die. I don't expect you to be able to understand fully, but Lucy's strength is failing fast. She took this as a precaution just in case there was some way to prolong them from taking her magic power... -Well, also so we could recount the events of what happened before she was captured. Not that she wanted you to know, but we want our master to come out of this alive. We don't want her to die." Gemini's eye's pleaded with Sting's, not being able to fully explain what was happening but hopefully enough for him to trust them.

Sting's grip was still tight on Gemini Lucy's wrists, but slowly he recoiled his strength and stepped away from them. Realising that the time for interrogation was for later, right now the blonde was in trouble and like hell could he sit and wait for her to die right from underneath his nose. Looking at Gemini Lucy fiercely his face was a set mask of seriousness.

"Alright, tell me what happened.."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Lucy screamed loudly, her body screeching in protect as the chains around her skin were burning into her. There was a sort of acid on the inside of the cuffed chains that ate away at Lucy's flesh, she didn't have enough time to think about the surroundings around her as another rush of pain shocked through her body.

Lucy had chains attached to her arms and legs, pulling at her and keeping her up. There was a sort of machine strapped around her chest that had wires coming out of it and leading to a bigger machine that stood near Lucy. It wasn't turned on but she knew that that was the machine that would take away her magic power, it was menacing. The room around her was empty, almost like a room in storehouse or factory. She couldn't pin-point exactly where she was as her mind was preoccupied with tracking Gemini's movements and their desperate plight to finish Lucy's plan. She had thought straight until she caught the sight of Sting, who had that look of determination that he always carried, but in the glint of his eyes Lucy could see the emptiness that he had within his heart.

It had been something that seemed to lurch out at Lucy. Was this because of me? Did he actually care for me? Lucy couldn't hold back the emotions that she had and let them drown into Gemini's mind, them now knowing full well Lucy's thoughts on this man. She could physically feel the touch of his hands and lips, and could only hope that one day she could be there to feel the moment.

A single tear fell down the side of Lucy's face, desperately wanting to get away from the binds of these chains. "Sting.."

To be continued...

Author Note- How did you like the chapter? It was quite long but MAN so many feels in this chapter! I almost died when I wrote the heated kissing scene.

If you have any questions on how Lucy is connected to Gemini and how some of Lucy's magic power is being used to keep the gate open and therefore stopping Giemma from taking all her power and killing her, then JUST ASK XD! I'll be glad to fully explain what I meant by all this, and well anything else in your mind!

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