The next thing you knew, you were sitting down on something hard, in complete darkness except for a small flickering light which you guessed to be some sort of candle. You look around. The first thing you realized was that the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood- worriedly, you glanced down at yourself, trying to tell if it was your own. To your relief, it was not- you felt no pain, except for a little bit of soreness in your neck where Gajeel had hit you. You looked around, trying to get used to the darkness so you could see what was in the room with you- and what the source of that irony blood smell was.

A low chuckle sent shivers down your spine. You tried to move and get up, but you almost fell back down when you felt resistance tugging on one of your ankles. You glance down to see that there is a chain cuff connected to your leg, most likely made out of iron.

Shit.

You look around worriedly, trying to find something to break it with, but you are left with nothing. Another chuckle rang out throughout the room and you jump, tripping and falling onto the floor with a loud thud.

"You really thought I'd let you see Natsu, after learning he was my rival?" Gajeel's voice called out to you, low and cat-like as if he was a predatory beast that was planning to eat you. Maybe he really was planning to eat you, you wouldn't put it past him at this point. Tears began to streak down your face, and you let out a soft whimper.

"What...what did you do to Natsu?" You asked, trying to remain strong but at the same time, unable to stop the tears from flowing down your skin. Gajeel only laughed, sending more chills down your spine.

"Look around you, (y/n). You can smell the iron, can't you? It's not just me." Gajeel threw his head back and then started to laugh uncontrollably. You froze in place, fear running through your body. Was he...did he mean...the blood smell, was of Natsu's blood? You looked around, trying to be sure, before you noticed a large and oblong lump in the corner of the room. You squinted, hoping to god that it wasn't Natsu's corpse. You inched forward as much as the chain allowed, and touched the lump. It was indeed a dead body, but you couldn't tell if it was Natsu's in this light.

"P-Please," you stammered, "Please don't be Natsu..."

Gajeel snickered and then turned on the lights, and you held back a scream. There, in the corner, was the cadaver of your best friend, mutilated practically beyond recognition. His eyes were gone, gouged out, and his stomach was ripped open- his intestines spilling out of his body, his skin coated in crimson and pools of his vital bodily fluids decorating the floor. Before you know what's happening, you lurch over, vomiting, the vile sight being more than your stomach can handle.

"N-Natsu..." You hear a low wailing, and it takes a few moments for you to realize that it is the sound of your own voice, as another round of tears spills down your wet cheeks.

A low growl from Gajeel makes your stomach twist into knots.

"What do you want?!" You cry out, stumbling backwards and almost hitting your head on the stone wall. You were currently alone with a killer, in his basement, and Natsu was dead. And, if you had to guess, you would think that your captor would kill anyone that tried to rescue you. That gave you a torn sort of feeling. But, before you could think much more about it, he cuts you off in giving you the answer you had cried out to him for.

"What I want? That's a funny thing to ask. Haven't you figured it out? It's kind of obvious, you know. I want...you, (y/n). I told you that before. Because I love you." Your stomach lurches and you feel your stomach twisting further, retching a couple of times but nothing coming out. You had a feeling that this was what Gajeel would say, but...but...

You begin to sob, covering your face with your grime-covered hands. You didn't want him to love you. His love was...sick. Twisted. The kind of thing you would hear about in a horror anime. Unbeknownst to you, Gajeel frowns.

"Shhhh..."