CH20: Hell to Pay

Erza woke up in an unfriendly place. Last she remembered she was knocked out due to a poison dart that collided with her neck. Now as she looked around, she saw that there was nothing but darkness. The room she was in was fairly big, but mostly empty aside from a small bed, sink, and toilet. It was almost like a prison. The only source of light being emitted was coming from the small crack underneath the iron door that kept her from freedom.

Erza could not believe what was happening. Did they not see her guild mark? Did they not know who they were messing with? She tried to reequip into her piercing armor which would make short work of the steel door and her captors with ease. Only problem was, she couldn't change. Why? She was full of magic power so why couldn't she utilize it? Amidst the darkness she managed to see a faint glow on her wrist. She was shocked to find out what it was. The less than fashionable jewelry was none other than a magic sealing bracelet. Erza felt so helpless. She hated to not have control of any situation much less be stripped of her powers.

'This must be how Zancow felt when we kept him in the guild's cell.' Erza hated for anyone to be in this situation and she couldn't help but feel as if she was not the only one in this dungeon suffering. Throughout the halls she could hear sobbing and whimpering from many female 'inmates' followed by diabolic laughter. Erza was horrified.

'This must be where the human trafficker's horde all of their stolen women.' The screams, the cell doors being visited one by one with yells ensuing shortly after; Erza knew what was coming her way. And she wasn't about to give up her dignity without a fight. She took her battle stance as soon as she detected movement outside of her cell. Things were quiet for a bit until a green gas seeped through the vents on the floor giving Erza a face-full of it. All at once, Erza's legs, arms, and joints all collapsed leaving her to crash to the floor. She then heard the door open and three men entered the room. They were all wearing business attire, suits and ties, and slick hairdos. The one who appeared to be in charge grabbed her by her left arm and plunged a needle into her, injecting the green toxin that was within the tube.

"My, my, my. What a good looking mage you are. I'm going to take special care of you." The man started to take off the extra layers of clothing he had on; he took off his jacket, then his vest, followed by his tie. "Do you know why you are here my dear?"

Erza couldn't even muster up the strength to answer him.

"You are here because someone in your guild chose to be a hero. A couple weeks ago, my scouting troops found a very nice young lady who they deemed worthy of their time to kidnap, fool around with, and sell to the highest bidder. Sadly, that attempt was thwarted and all my scouts were killed but one who came to me with a message from the so-called hero. That message made me angry." He continued to remove his buttoned-up shirt and started to take his belt off much to Erza's dismay. "That hero was wearing a Fairy Tail crest on his right pectoral and I decided to get even with him. I know I'm playing with fire here, if word got out I was kidnapping female mages, especially one of Fairy Tail's top wizards, I would be a dead man. But, fortunately for me, no one knows you're here. Which means no one will come looking for you. This leaves me free to do whatever I damn well please with you. And after I'm done with you, my men here will get to have a turn. And once there is barely enough of you to salvage for a hand job, we will sell you to the highest bidder. I have an interested buyer across the sea looking to meet a perky little red head like you." At this point, the man was in nothing but his boxers towering over the helpless Erza.

"The gas is of a paralyzing trait made from a rare mushroom that grown in the fields of western Magnolia. The serum I pumped into your blood has a much longer lasting effect than the gas which will keep you immobile for the next couple hours. You will be able to cry, but you will not be able to stop me, or my men from ravaging you until there is nothing left."

Erza was petrified, literally and emotionally. She could feel her eyes start to water and her mouth went dry.

"Do it."

On command, the two men who were accompanying their boss began to strip Erza of everything. They already took her armor off upon arrival, next came her shirt, her skirt, and finally her bra and panties. Erza was completely vulnerable to her perpetrators.

"Do you know who I am girl? My name is Bora. I'm the mastermind behind all trafficking operations in Fiore. And the blonde mage you work with, he screwed me over the last time I tried to make a dollar."

Bora seemed to be deep in thought after he remembered what the God Slayer did to his last operation.

"Actually, there will be a change of plans. To make an example of you, I will not sell you. I will instead screw you and drop you off at your guild's doorstep with a message." He began to take off his boxers. "Don't fuck with my operations!"

(BOOM)

Down the hall the men all heard a huge explosion above them. Bora quickly put his boxers back on to make sure he didn't wander into a battle in his birthday suit.

"Shut the doors!"

He and his men locked themselves into Erza's cell. Probably not the smartest choice but they really had no other options unless they wanted to escape through the front where the explosion came from.

Erza was in tears. She did not know If she was going to make it out alive much less her dignity intact. She tried to move but she was completely at the kidnapper's mercy due to the toxins flowing through her veins. Then she heard another explosion, followed by screams of pain. She then saw Bora pull out a communications lacrima from the pants he was too eager to take off earlier.

"What's going on up there you idiots?"

"Sir, someone broke into our complex."

"No shit Sherlock. I mean what are you doing to fix this breach?"

"We're trying sir, but this man, he's a wizard. He's setting the prisoners free and they too are rebelling against us. We're going to retreat to the low… AAAAHHHHH!"

Bora watched helplessly as the communication was severed. His untimely demise was brought on by what Erza could tell were black flames.

After the communication was shot, the rumbling stopped. Erza could hear the cheers of the female inmates coming closer to their location. Bora began to spark his flames in his hands. Erza had no idea he was a fire wizard. His men both armed up with their guns pointed straight at the cell door. After a moment of silence the door was blasted open colliding with Bora's guard on the right. The door flew back with such force, you could hear the guard's bones being crushed as the door crushed him in between it and the cell wall. The other guard immediately began to fire at the smoke aimlessly, only to have his hand, followed by the rest of his body, incinerated in black flames. The guard cried out in agony as he turned to ashes not three feet away from Erza.

"You! It wasn't enough to piss me off, but you then had the nerve to pull a disappearing act as well? Do you realize how long it took me to find you here? You're lucky I don't beat your ass right now."

Erza's face lit up as she saw the face of her rescuer. 'Zancrow.'

When Bora snapped out of his shock, he threw several massive fireballs towards the God Slayer, all of which hit their target. The smoke cleared and revealed a very pissed off Zancrow. Not a scratch was on him and he was very much fired up.

"And you!" With lightning speed Zancrow grabbed Bora by the neck and shoved him through the cells thick brick wall. "Why is Erza naked?" Zancrow punched Bora so hard he sent him flying through a couple more cell walls until he broke out into the main corridor.

"I guess your man failed to deliver my message so I will be the one to relay it to you instead." Zancrow grabbed the now beaten Bora by his hair and lifted him up the make eyes contact with a murderous God Slayer. "I said lay off the kidnapping or you would suffer. But what do you do instead? You kidnap a fellow guild member of mine. My Friend!"

Bora was in tears but his pride refused to let him show weakness. "I should have ravaged her when I had the chance, haha."

Zancrow's eyes narrowed. "Let me show you what happens when you disobey a god." Black flames consumed Zancrow and he enveloped Bora in them as well. Bora started to feel the worse pain he had ever experienced in his life. He looked at his arms and realized his flesh was melting right off. He screamed in pain as he was literally dissolving into ash.

"There will be hell to pay. Flame God, Supper!"

Instantly the heat intensified. All of the fleshy parts of Bora were all but gone and Zancrow almost delighted when he saw his bones turn to ash as well.

The black fire went out leaving a small pile of ashes where Bora once stood. His job was done. He made his way back to Erza's cell and picked her up from the cold damp floor. All she could do was look at him with tears in her eyes. She couldn't move a muscle. Hell, she could barely breathe. So much of that immobilizing drug was going through her system she was completely at the God Slayer's mercy.

Zancrow merely smiled at the scarlet mage. "You know, if we're keeping track, you owe me two favors now." Erza tried to muster up a smile only to look like someone had hit her with a frying pan on the face. Zancrow began to laugh uncontrollably annoying Erza. Once he calmed down he wrapped her in her cell's bed sheets and carried her bridal style through the now former female captives who were celebrating their freedom. They all made their way to the surface of the structure and walked out the very massive hole the God Slayer blew in the eastern wall. They all gave Zancrow their thanks as they also started to make their way back to their homes.

'Zancrow just reunited many families and yet, he is so nonchalant about the whole thing.' Erza thought as the God Slayer carried her down the street.

"You may be a bitch sometimes, but you're my bitch. As wrong as that sounds, oh, you get what I mean."

Even with the toxins still in her body, Erza was finally able to crack a genuine smile.

"Let's go home." The God Slayer smirked at Erza and continued to walk through the night.