Seven weeks after Lucy's capture..
"Please, stop.." Lucy pleaded. Akuzo had been physically, mentally and.. sexually abusing the girl since she arrived in his basement. "Ahh, you're so cute when you beg, Lucy." Akuzo smiled and began planting his lips to her neck while bile crawled the back of her throat, burning the soft flesh.
The blonde didn't know how long exactly she's been there, however, what she did know, was that no one has came to her rescue. Before, what she thought to be her keys, turned out to be the torture tools. Scalpels.. pliers... shining, glinting metal, always, constantly dripping with blood. Her crimson liquid.
Her Celestial keys have been no where in sight, so she figured they had to be upstairs somewhere. Of course, thinking of ways to escape was her every other thought, in attempt to trying to focus on something other than the scorching pain he caused to her body. The chains were too tight, so there wasn't a way of slipping her wrists out. Even if she did manage, she couldn't run. How could she? Lucy's limbs were weak from lack of use for the past few weeks, and she had no idea where she actually was.
Lucy was sure there was a human being growing inside of her. She'd been vomiting for the past week now, and her captor even left a bucket for her. He must have had an idea what was going on with her, right?
Although she was malnourished and a bit dehydrated, she needed to live for this baby. She wasn't going to give up, just yet.
Akuzo has mutilated her flesh, defiled her body, and dehumanized her. Maybe she was worthless? Maybe she was just his toy? She sure felt like it. Lucy was definitely too weak to now stand up against him. Sure, she's kicked him a few good ones but in the end though, she's gotten beat worse and worse each time. Lucy was positive she had a few fractured bones.
Akuzo stopped kissing her, and stood up from his kneeling position. His hands have been groping Lucy's almost bare chest while she didn't even realize it. The blonde has learned to completely zone out while he did things to her, and up to this point, it's worked. Her tank top was pretty much ripped to shreds, and her skirt has been long gone. Scowling, Lucy spit at Akuzo. Surprisingly, he didn't hit her. All he did was wipe his face, and say, "You remember when I told you, you'd regret all you've done? Now is your punishment."
Lucy was speechless as he pulled out a key from his jeans pocket, and unlocked the shackles. Her arms immediately fell limply to her sides, as she cringed at the sudden fast movement. "A-ah.. O-ow." Lucy tensed as he began rubbing her shoulders. "I know, it must suck having your arms like that, huh?" He chuckled, and the blonde eyed him wearily and warily. "Now, don't move or I'll snap your neck." He shot Lucy a venomous smile before stalking off towards a closet across the room, and she pursed her lips while rubbing her sore wrists.
He was rummaging through a closet with his back facing the girl. She quickly glanced to the stairs, then back to the dark-haired man; her heart glued itself against her rib cage. Lucy attempted to stand up, but her knees buckled and she fell back to the floor. Luckily, the amount of noise Akuzo was making masked her fall. "Fuck," she cursed under her breath, and she began crawling towards the staircase on her hands and knees. Scurrying along, her heart began beating faster and faster, until she was sure she'd go into cardiac arrest; her adrenaline kicked in and it shot throughout her veins like a jet. Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
Just as she was about to attempt the first step, the man exclaimed, "A-ha! Here it is!" He turned around, an old mattress firm within his grip. Lucy's pupils shrunk and her throat seemed to close up as she realized the dire situation she was in. "This will be..." he trailed off, looking up to find an empty spot where the girl should be.
Her lungs filled with dread instead of air, and before her mind even recognized the action, her feet were pounding up the stairs, matching the thrum of her heart. Her muscles were scorching and the wounds that were close to being healed, reopened, and Lucy felt the warm liquid seep down her legs. Akuzo's eyes narrowed and shone red before he dropped the mattress to the ground, and sprinted after her. The blonde tripped on the last step, and was sent sprawling next to the open basement door. She saw the bright morning sun, through a window―for the first time in who knows how long―and just for a second, she smiled slightly.
Her mistake.
She screamed as a strong grip latched itself onto her ankle, which brought her sliding back down the stairs. "No! Let me go!" she protested at the top of her lungs, tears searing her cheeks. They hurt... everything, the lacerations, her feet, her throat, her eyes. All of her wounds, they were all reopening.
The man grit his teeth together. "I told you! I told you not to fucking move!"Using his incredible strength, he sent Lucy flying with a simple flick of his wrist. The female made contact with the far wall, and a large crack erupted as she made an indent in the bricks. Her vision blurred until all she could see were orbs of foggy colors, and she felt her blood race from her forehead which pooled at the corners of her lips.
Lucy tried standing up, but a forceful kick to her back sent her sprawled out another ten feet away. Before she knew it, Akuzo was on her again. He lifted her up by her throat, squeezing his fingers tightly on her pulse. "You fucking bitch. I don't understand!" he yelled, "Why are you so disobedient!" His grip tightened considerably, and Lucy gasped for air. The darkness of nothingness slowly crept it's deadly bony fingers across her vision, and her now rough hands, clawed at his own to let go. "Go.. to hell.." she managed to rasp out.
Akuzo smirked and let out a chuckle. "I should just kill you now, you weak slut. But I intend to have my way with you, so that'll have to wait." He threw Lucy to the ground, and she began trying to suck in as much air as her organs would allow while coughing up blood. "Then, I may decide to go to hell."
Next, the man grabbed a fistful of her tangled hair, and dragged her over to the mattress a few feet away. She tried to scream from the pain, but the sounds emitted from her throat were chokes and gurgles. Akuzo picked the blonde up and brought her up to eye level; he smirked as he observed her. Her hair was no longer shining with life, being now a dull yellow. She sported a black eye, hollowed out cheeks, and a busted lip. Dry and fresh blood stained her cheeks and chin. "My, my. You're looking quite beautiful. I bet you're gonna look even better when my cock is inside you.. yeah?" he whispered, his hot breath tickling the tip of Lucy's nose and lips. She whimpered, "P-please, no. Anything, I'm begging you. I'll do anything." Tears were streaming down her face; she didn't want this monster to be inside of her. Her special place belonged to only Natsu.
"I'm going to fuck you like a real man should."
That was the last thing Akuzo said before throwing Lucy downwards, into the mattress. Dust flew up, making Lucy hack. In an instant, he threw off his clothes, and was on top of Lucy. He began ripping off her clothes, too (what was left of them), leaving her nude. His eyes soaked up every inch of her, and she felt tainted by unsparing eyes. She struggled to get him off, but her punches and pushes were in vain, for her strength isn't what it once had been. He was clad in only his boxers, and he pressed his right palm into the middle of Lucy's chest. "Manipulate Thee, Adjust! Ultimate Force: Muscle Dominance!"
An almost naked man was the least of her worries at that second; she lost all control of her body. "Ha! Now, I have control. You are weak, Lucy. With a simple command, I can use any part of you to my desire." Lucy was terrified, and, she had a good reason to be.
Akuzo flung off his boxers, to reveal his length. She squeezed her eyes shut as Akuzo grasped her neck with his cold fingers. "It pleasures me to see you in so much pain.. especially when it's done by my own hands," he whispered. But, her eyes shot open when she felt her womanhood being rubbed. Bile crawled the back of her throat, and she whimpered to get him to stop. Akuzo leaned over to her ear, and let his chestnut-brown hair graze her bruised cheek. "Are you enjoying this, whore? You know your body can't resist pleasure." After that, his tongue left his mouth and starting licking Lucy's neck and earlobe. "S-stop...!"
Why? Why is this happening to me? Fairy Tail.. how.. could you let...
"Just give into my touch, Lucy... I know you can't resist it," he said in her ear. The rubbing on her clit moved quicker and Akuzo pressed his fingers harder. "Get o-off of me!" A moan that escaped her lips was wayward, and she squeezed her lips together. He caught this. "See? I knew you'd like it."
His next move was to grope Lucy's breast. Akuzo trailed wet, cold kisses down her chest to her nipple, which made her tremble in disgust. "Do-don't fucking touch me like that!" She tried to at least move her arms or kick the deranged man with the last amount of energy she could muster, but couldn't even move an inch; her skin began to break out in a cold sweat. Before the man latched onto the tip of Lucy's breast, he allotted her a bit of information. "This spell is unbreakable, just like my others. You will not be able to have control of your body, until I grant it back to you. So, lay there and enjoy yourself."
This is really happening, isn't it? This is my fate. He's going to fuck me, and kill me. I can't do a thing about it, either, other than... other than...
Akuzo began sucking on Lucy's chest, leaving numerous hickies around the vicinity. She dimply closed her eyes, and tried not to pay attention to the actions he was performing. "Look at me!" he then yelled, while slapping her cheek. Lucy screamed out, a shock wave of pain jolting throughout her jaw.
"I'm sick of waiting. You don't know how long I've been wanting to do this, Lucy." Scooting back, Akuzo grabbed his erect shaft. "Oh, wait. Before I do.." He got up, and walked over to his workbench, leaving Lucy dumbfounded for a minute. "W-what.." she whispered, irises shaky. "Don't want to be getting you pregnant now, seeing that you may already be!" He rolled his eyes and mumbled what may have been, "Depraved tramp.."
He made his way back, but with a square wrapper in his hands. "If it were my child, I would feel incredibly guilty about killing you afterwards," he murmured, tearing open the package. He then rolled the rubber on himself. "No.. no, no. Please, don't! I'll do anything, please!" Lucy was on the verge of crying, (for what felt like the millionth time she's been is his custody), as she was literally helpless against this man. Her shoulders would be heaving, if she could move them, due to how hysteric she was at this moment. Akuzo burst out laughing. "I know you'll do anything! You're under my control!"
Her captor once again knelt in front of her body. He held his hand to her right knee. "Adjust! Spread!" On command, Lucy's leg spread out, earning a frantic whimper from the blonde. Akuzo licked his lips, creepily, as he took in Lucy's nakedness. "Stop, you fu-fucking pig!" Akuzo grabbed his shaft and began pumping, still staring down. "No, this will happen."
Positioning himself at her entrance, his eyes finally returned to silver. Lucy's mouth turn down in an silent cry as she watched the events take place without her consent, and with a single thrust, Akuzo was inside of her. Yelling out of incredible agony and discomfort, Lucy closed her eyes as tears finally raced their way to down her cheeks.
Driving himself in and out of Lucy, he began panting. "You're so tight, it's amazing! Amazing!" Akuzo was stretching Lucy, farther than she could even imagine. The amount of searing pain was incredible. "S-stop.." Lucy hiccuped. Her sobs shook her shoulders, or at least, that's what she mentally felt like. Akuzo squeezed her thighs, rough enough to leave bruises. "PLEASE, STOP!" she bawled. Feeling she needed more discipline, Akuzo punched her twice in the face. Lucy began to spit out blood, which mixed with her salty tears.
Slapping of skin against skin, moaning, and pleading cries were the sounds that disrupted the silence. Lucy's rapist changed things up every so often; a total of four different positions were completed, and Akuzo came three times so far.
Finally, as Lucy's cheek was buried in the blood-stained mattress, with her ass in the air, Akuzo came for the last time into the condom. He let out an obnoxiously loud moan, twitched, and slid himself out of Lucy. Akuzo rolled away, landing on his back. Reaching over, he gripped her thigh. "Absorb.. Rel..ease.." Gaining control of her body back, Lucy simply dropped her hips down. She stared blankly to the wall, only thinking about the vehement throb in between her lower lips. She could feel her fortitude slip away. "That was.. so great," the man breathed.
Slut, whore, weak, pathetic! Lucy, you're nothing! Your own friends didn't even come to save you! Give up! Cruel words ran her own head, and she fought to stay conscious.
Standing up, Akuzo put his underwear and pants back on. "I think it's time to call your guild, don't you think? I'm sure they're worried sick about you." Walking back to the closet, he pulled out a projection lacrima. "Yeah," he began while looking down at it, "I wouldn't mind talking to good ol' Makarov again."