《The Iron Monster{Gajevy}{Fairy Tail}》Chapter 2
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My head was killing me.
The last image that I could picture in my head was of that tall, frightening looking man. He had pinned Jet, Droy, and myself on a tree that we were passing by. He hurt me as well, very badly, throwing punches at my face and stomach. I knew that I wasn't the strongest woman out there, far from the strength of Erza or even Lucy. So this, this demon more than likely killed me. Perhaps that was why I couldn't open my eyes. Perhaps I was entering into the after-life.
But...why could I smell something so...good? It was a nice, earthy metal smell, but why was it so familiar as well? I could have sworn that I've encountered this smell from somewhere, but where exactly?
"Oi! I ain't gonna let ya sleep all day ya know," a gruff voice growled in my ear.
Instantly, I shot up in the...bed that I was in. At least I thought it was a bed. Rubbing my ear, I looked around the room, noticing with concern that I have never been here before. The walls were an iron grey color, with the floor being worn wood. There was nothing around other than the bed I was in and a metal desk that was completely covered with what appeared to be job requests. Though, I only observed half of the room.
A sigh was heard next to me, which caused me to squeak and snap my head towards the right. When my eyes fell upon the owner of that sigh, my heart stopped instantly. Fear rose from within me, and I let out a blood curdling scream. Clumsily, I fell out of the rather tall bed and crawled backwards into a corner, ignoring the pain in my stomach and shoulders. Quickly, I covered my face and curled up against the wall, sobbing loudly.
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I knew him all too well. It was that scary demon man, the one that crucified my friends and I to the tree! He brought me back to his house, but why? Perhaps pinning me up and knocking me out wasn't good enough for him. He's going to kill me, that's what!
Arms wrapped themselves around me, causing me to jerk violently and scream again.
"No! No, stay away from me you demon! Stay away!" I sobbed out, gasping when a hand dragged my hand away from my face.
The demon man stared down at me, his eyes cold, yet there was another emotion fighting to emerge, but what? His lips curled into a smirk as he let out a small laugh.
"I don't know where ya got the idea that I'm a demon, little girl. I'm Gajeel Redfox, the iron dragon slayer, but I'm sure ya heard of me from somewhere," he boasted.
My hazel eyes widened. Of course! His appearance matched the description that I read of in a small article. He was Phantom Lord's most powerful S-Class wizard, being a dragon slayer and all. "Y-you're Gajeel Redfox?"
Why would I ask him that? I knew who he was, and I only made myself look even more stupid in front of him.
He picked me up suddenly, setting me on his bed. "The one and only, gihi!"
Tears were still streaming from my eyes. I still hadn't a clue as to what he was planning to do with me.
His pierced eyebrows raised, as if curious. "Why'ya still cryin'? I ain't gonna murder ya or anything like that."
I coward away from him, and I somehow managed enough courage to speak to the terrifying looking man. "Then what are you going to do to me?"
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"Nothin', it's what ya do to me. Yer my mate, Shrimpy, so all ya gotta do is do what I say and yer good. I ain't gonna mess with ya or nothin'. Yer just here to be my mate and give me strong offspring...though by the looks of ya, you better hope yer shrimpy genes don't get in one of my brats," he explained to me, his grammar nearly giving me a headache. Who taught this beast how to speak?...wait, did he...mate?!
Glancing into his eyes, I again found them cold and emotionless. "A mate?"
He nodded. "Dragon slayers have mates, just like dragons. And you, Shrimp, are mine. That means ya can't go back to yer stupid little Fairy guild anymore. It's ancient law. Salamander shoulda said somethin' about it at one point in his stupid life..."
I snorted, without thinking. "Natsu is a good guy, but his intelligence isn't his strongest aspect."
'Just like you,' I wanted to add on, but I knew better.
A blush, unfortunately, formed on my cheeks when he laughed. "Yer a good mate for insulting the pink headed brat, gihi!"
Despite my fears toward him, I glared at him. "I wasn't insulting him! I was merely stating the truth! For example, I'm intelligent, but I'm weak in the fighting aspect. You're just like Natsu, having the intelligence of a five year old!"
My eyes widened when I realized that I went completely too far, not knowing where that boost of confidence came from. It didn't help that he suddenly pinned me against his bed, causing me to squeak in fear. His eyes were blazing red, evil aura flowing from his figure. I gulped, knowing that he would more than likely hurt me.
Surprisingly, he merely sniffed my neck. Then, he bit it, causing me to wince at the slight pain. However, a strange form of pleasure overtook the pain, causing me to sigh in content. I tried to stop myself, reminding myself that he was the enemy, who also kidnapped me!
Leaning back, he chuckled darkly. "Remember yer place, mate. I'm yer master, and you do as I say. But...until Master Jose and the rest of those idiots know who ya are, yer stuck in my house. But I have food stocked up fer ya."
Leaning down, he kissed me possessively and aggressively, causing me to gasp. This gave the iron dragon slayer a perfect opportunity to deepen the kiss. I tried with all of my might to fight back, but he overpowered me easily. Tears streamed down my eyes.
This...this monster stole my first kiss from me!
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