WARNING: ONCE MORE THERE IS GOOOOOORE, GORE YOU WHORE!

Lol, Eid Mubarak fellow muslims!

IMPORTANT AN AT THE END! IF YOUR SWAGSOME YOU WILL READ!

This chapter is kinda shitty...

"Mira, put oil on the stove."

Mira gave a questioning look to Lucy, but the look she received caused her to scurry out of the room. The Fairy Tail members leaned against the wall watching the scene before them. Lucy slid Natsu's jacket off of her body, and took off what was left of her dress. She stood before them in her underwear. The scars on her back made the Fairy Tail members growl, and clench their fists. Cracking her knuckles, and neck Lucy meets the eyes of Jiemma.

Lucy walks over to him with a sultry smile, swaying her hips, and tilting her head. She traces the chains that hold his hands to the wall, and smirks at him. Jiemma's heart races in fear and anticipation. Lucy's fist comes crashing down on his face, and his head bangs against the wall. Again, again, and again. Soon his face is a bloody mess and her fists are lathered in cuts. Drenched in blood.

Mira came rushing back in with a pot of hot oil. Surprised to see a barely clothed Lucy beating Jiemma. "Lucy." Mira's voice breaks through the grunts of pain. "Here."

Lucy's eyes flash with mirth, and then she looks over to Mira. Standing up she instructs her to put it on the ground. Lucy grabs a pair of scissors from the tray, and cuts up all the clothes of the men. Walking over to the pot of hot oil she stands before Jose. Lucy grabs the turkey baster from the tray, and dips it in the hot oil. She allows the oil to fill the turkey baster before turning to face Jose.

"You always did like anal."

And with that Lucy's arms swerves around his body and shoves the turkey baster into his asshole. Making sure to release the scorching oil. Screams of pain are released from Jose as the oil burns his insides. Blisters forming along the way. Tears roll down his cheeks as he begs for her to stop the pain he felt.

"Hush, you big baby."

Walking over to Jude, Lucy eyes dance with hilarity, "turn around...Jude." Jude follows her directions allowing his back to face her. Lucy grabs the empty bottle, and breaks it on his back. A grunt of pain follows. "Remember this, Jude. Remember when you nearly killed me. When you kicked me out, left me bleeding."

His confusion didn't last long because in less than ten seconds Lucy dipped the sharp part of the bottle in the hot oil, and dragged it down the back of his left shoulder. Jude's eyes widen a a scream slips through his lips. Hot tears roll down his cheeks, when Lucy completes the first X. The pain was twice as worse seeing as how she used hot oil.

Next was his lower back. "Don't go to sleep ya worthless brat." She mocked, repeating his words. Another X was formed and his blood coated her hands, and most of his back. Lastly was his hip. Lucy slowly dragged the sharp part of the bottle down the hip, amazed at the blood. She took her time with the hip, digging it deeper and coating it with more oil.

"These are the places where she was shot," Jude snaps his head back at her, eyes wide. Her midnight irises have him cowering in fear, "It should've been you."

Walking towards the last man on her list, Jiemma shakes in fear. Grabbing the ice cream scooper, Lucy sips it in the hot oil, scooping some. "Open." He shakes his head, a whimpering mess taking over him. "I will make it a whole lot worse if you don't open it."

He opens his mouth.

She spills the contents in the scooper in his mouth.

"Swallow."

He swallows.

"You always liked my mouth, too bad I hated yours."

Jiemma's body sky rockets with pain and his insides burn and blister up, his tongue no good. Grabbing the pot by its handles Lucy walks back over to Jiemma. "You guys have one blatant thing in common."

Lucy spills the hot oil on Jiemma's manhood, "you were" she spills some on Jose's, "all," and she spills the rest on Jude's. "Dicks." The men scream in pain, and the men behind her cringe and discreetly cover themselves.

Lucy grabs the ice cream scooper again and whistles the same tune Jose did when he cut Fatima's tongue out. Lucy scoops out his eyeballs, "doesn't feel so good does it?" She asks while he screams. Quickly before he dies of blood loss she grabs the butter knife places the eyeballs on the tray and cuts his tongue out.

He dies.

Giving the eyes balls to Jiemma, and the tongue to Jude she orders them to eat it. Following her orders they bite down on the parts of their friend, cringing as blood and barf fill their mouths. Quickly they swallow all the contents in their mouths.

"Good." An amused smirk pulls at her lips, "follow my orders like the little bitches you are."

Swaying her hips, she walks over to the pink haired man in the back—letting a small genuine smile show. She reaches the front of him, and he peers down at her. Lucy was like Aphrodite when it came to beauty. Her lips brush against his cheek, and she inhales the scent that she loves. Dropping her hand to his side where his pistol would be, she grips it. He watches as her hand shakes against the grip of his gun.

Lucy's hand is engulfed with warmth when his larger one curls around hers. "Thank you."

Grabbing the gun, Lucy walks over to Jude. "Turn around."

He turns around.

Lucy is ready to pull the trigger, yet her body can't seem to do it. The beast weeps, as it can't go through with this. Memories flash through her head of the good times. The times in which she'd smile, and laugh with him. The times where she loved him. The times where—

Two larger hands wrap themselves around hers. A body held her from behind, and the gun is still set on the first X she created. Lucy easily leans against his hard chest. His hot breath fanning over her neck, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. This wasn't the time, but heat pools at her stomach, and her heart thuds.

"Together."

With that, they pull down the trigger; right through the first X, then the next X, and finally they pull down the trigger on the last X. With that Jude's body falls against the ground. The thud echoing throughout the room.

"Good job, Busty." His husky voice runs through her body, and heat rushes to her cheeks at the unusual nickname he gave her. Lucy's skin burned with a delicious feeling—his body pressed against her bare one. Natsu's hands dropped to her hips, and he rubbed them in slow teasing circles with his thumbs. Pleasure spiked throughout her body.

Lucy bit her lip to fight the moan that wanted release. The beast took control once more and she stepped out of his reach. Grabbing the baseball bat, she approaches Jiemma. "Honestly, I have no father. So whether you were telling the truth or not doesn't concern me." Looking down at the baseball bat, she tosses it between her hands. "I was never much of a daddy's girl anyway."

With that she bashed the baseball bat against his body. Lucy hits him relentlessly, blood flying everywhere, splattering on her skin. Lucy continued to bash the bat against his head, knowing he died already. His face was unrecognizable as she beat him.

Then the bat broke.

And so did Lucy.

Lucy's body hit the ground with a thud, and her eye lids met like two magnets.

Lucy woke up in a car, she drowsily blinked, and saw pink hair. The next time she woke up was on a motorcycle, she drowsily blinked, and saw pink hair. The last time Lucy awoke was in the arms of Natsu, in an elevator. When it dinged they ended up in the living room of some place. "Where are we?" She muttered, a migraine hitting her.

Natsu looks down at her, "my place."

Flashes of her killing her three tormentors hit her head, and she casted her gaze downwards. They saw her like that, they saw how monstrous she was. Lucy saw the blood that dried on her skin, and she pushed back the tears that threatened to fall. Be strong.

Natsu carried Lucy into a bedroom, placing her on her feet. "The bathroom is over there," he said pointing to a door. Not giving herself anytime to check out his place Lucy rushes in, accidentally slamming the door. Lucy leans her back against the door, closing her eyes. Trying to block out the memories of what she did.

"A nice hot shower will help."

Lucy didn't have much to take off, only Natsu trench coat and her bloodied underwear. Turning on the water took some work, and turning it to the right temperature took even more work. Apparently showers have touch screen monitors that can control it.

Rich people.

The water pours down her body, Lucy watches as waves of red roll down the drain. It took a good five minutes before the water that entered the drain was clear. Grabbing the shampoo and conditioner she washes her hair, ignoring the addictive smell of it. She washes her body with the body wash, but then slips and falls onto the shower floor.

Lucy's eyes are blank, and once more she's numb. Numb to the fact the water had now become too hot for her body. Numb to the fact someone's arms had wrapped themselves around her body and shut the water off. Her head leaned against his chest, and she shook as memories flooded her mind.

"Cry."

Looking up, Natsu grows vexed at the blankness in her eyes. "Don't you think I've cried enough?"

"No." Natsu looks down at her with such an intensity she leans away from him, "cry for yourself. Not for me, Fatima, the kids, or the asshole you killed. Cry for no one other than Lucy...just Lucy."

Lucy didn't know how, or when but the tears started. Her sobs shook her body, as she cried for herself. For the girl who was abused by the man who claimed to love her. For the girl who lost her virginity at such a young age. For the girl who had a beast inside of her. For the girl who liked a boy but was too afraid of getting hurt to admit it.

Lucy cried for Lucy.

And through all of that Natsu never let her go. He saved her whilst she was drowning. Her arms wrapped around his waist and sobbed into the hard panes of his chest. It hit her like a ton of bricks. Not the fact she was crying for four years of pain, no what hit her was the realization. The fact she'd been so stupid all along. She didn't know how, but she knew. Natsu Dragneel was Salamander.

Her hero.

Her angel.

Her savior.

That night Natsu's arms never left Lucy.

That night Lucy slept with a smile.

OKAY, SO THANK YOU TO THIS GUEST WHO POINTED OUT SOME INCONSISTENCIES!

Okay, so, the one where she was talking about how the mafia was boring and yadayada i was saying that after that mission it was boring. I'm not sure if others got confused by it or whatever too, but I'll change that. Okay, and THANK YOU for pointing out the Lissana thing. okay, so Loke said natsu basically doesn't sleep with girls more than once and yadayada, but Lissana is different. What I was trying to show was how much Natsu cared for his friends. And Lissana was one of his friends. He knows lissana is basically in love with him, and he doesn't want to hurt her. The friends don't usually see Natsu's nice side, but they know about the fact he cares for them. So, Loke wasn't really including Lissana in that category when he was talking about that. I hope that's more clear!

Next! I was hoping someone would notice about the fact Lucy said she only cursed when her father agitated her, but now she curses more. And that was some character growth! Because like a child she used different words to substitute the curses, and I was trying to show how Lucy's sort of growing up basically. Thank you all for your kind reviews and stuff! Happy summer! EID MUBARAK! Lol, me and my cuz went to Greensboro to help my other cuz who's preggers and we didn't wake up for prayer lol. Her husband's cat was growling at me the whole time! T_T I ALMOST LOST A MOTHERFUCKING HAND, AND THE BITCH WANNA BRING THAT CAT CLOSE TO ME! SHIT IT KEPT GROWLING AND THEN IT SCRATCHED HER HAND! HAHAHAHA! THAT'S WHAT SHE GETS!

About the Guest who talked about Minerva being her half-sister, you'll have to wait and seeeeeeeee!