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Beastly Possession	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 26740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Rhov is curious about the inner desires of Hiro Mashima.
…...Not like THAT! I mean, like what he desires to do with Fairy Tail, what his plans are, his hopes for Natsu and Lucy, his dreams for how this story will end. That's what I mean. (Besides, he's married.)
Chapter 19
Inner Desires
It had been three days of traveling, and they were close to Magnolia now. Natsu's moaning as they pulled his wagon along the bumpy roads was almost—almost—seeming normal by now. Whenever they stopped for breaks, he fell silent, napping mostly since all the motion sickness left him weakened. Their group kept watch over Natsu, but so far he had not shown any sign of changing back into that beast.
"Maybe something Lucy did cured him," Erza guessed, politely not going into detail. However, Mira warned that she had seen a red gleam to his eyes once in a while late at night, and Wendy said he was continuing to smell less like Natsu.
Lucy had hardly been able to look at Natsu stuck in that cage. She spoke to him a few times, but they were always awkward conversations. They could not talk about what happened in the cave, not with their friends nearby, and whenever she was close to Natsu, that was all Lucy could think about. She wanted to feel his arms around her again. Being together yet separated like this was torturous.
On the third day, while stopped for lunch, Lucy once again went up to Natsu's cage. Freed adjusted the runes only enough for her to slide some food inside. Natsu reached for his plate, and his fingers deftly caressed Lucy's hand as he took the dish. His narrow eyes looked firmly into hers, which made her heart flutter and her cheeks grow hot. For three days, mealtimes were the only moments when they could actually touch, but it was only for a few seconds before Lucy had to pull her hands back. Then Freed reset the runes and went to the campfire to get his own meal.
Instead of joining the others, Lucy lingered by the purple glowing cage. "I just wanted to tell you," she whispered. She glanced back to the others to make sure none of them could hear her. "I'm definitely not pregnant."
Natsu nodded thoughtfully. "Gray told me you asked Wendy to check."
"Yeah, but even then, it can take a few days after...you know, after doing that...for a woman to actually get pregnant. Now, I'm certain. Definitely, I'm not pregnant."
"How are you certain?" Natsu looked a bit pensive. "Did you...did you terminate it?"
"No, I...well, not to gross you out, but I started my period," she told him. Natsu tipped his head to the side in confusion. "You know, my menstrual cycle!"
"I know what a...a...that time of the month is, Lucy," he said, looking awkward to talk about it. "I just don't get what that has to do with it."
Lucy sighed in annoyance, yet she could hardly help but chuckle. "You really are ignorant about women."
"Well, I don't have that sort of thing, so I don't know what happens besides girls talking about cramping, and I can smell blood, and Erza craves chocolate cake instead of strawberry cake."
He had a point. Unless they grew up around women or got some sort of sex education, boys had no clue about the way a woman's inner body worked. "Short version: when you get pregnant, your period stops. Since I started my period, it means the egg wasn't fertilized."
"Huh? Egg?"
She rolled her eyes. Slowly, she enunciated, "I'm...not...pregnant." She watched for a response, guessing he would look relieved that he did not have to take responsibility. Instead, Natsu looked a little disappointed. For some reason, that upset her. "What, were you hoping to knock me up, prove your manhood or something?"
"No! I mean, if you were pregnant...I think...well," he stuttered, blushing slightly and looking away as he rubbed the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. "I...I wouldn't mind."
Her brow tightened, trying to figure him out. "Natsu, I'm not ready to raise a family."
"I know," he mumbled. "I just mean, if somehow you had ended up pregnant, I would have taken care of you. Maybe..." He twisted his hands sheepishly. "Maybe...someday...you'll feel ready. When you think you are, just tell me. I...well, maybe it's weird to say this, but I want to be a dad some day."
That totally shocked her. "You?" she cried out in amazement.
He cringed down under the weight of her disbelief. "Okay, so I probably wouldn't make the greatest father in the world, maybe there are lots of other guys better suited for raising kids, but I wanna give it my best shot. My dad was awesome. I want to be a father like Igneel."
Hearing him say that with such enthusiasm and optimism, yet with a surprisingly mature glint in his eyes, tugged at Lucy's heart. "Oh Natsu," she sighed.
She placed her hands up against the runes, and he reached up, placing his hands against the barrier right next to her fingers. Then with a sad sigh, Natsu rested his head against the runes. Lucy put her forehead against his, and they gazed longingly into each other's eyes. This separation was torture, but both were glad that at least they were together again.
Natsu gave her a wistful smile. "Whenever you feel ready, just tell me. I'll be careful from now on, I won't get you pregnant until you say you're ready for a family, but...when you are ready," he said gently, "I want to have a family with you, Lucy."
Tears came to her eyes at this heartfelt confession, and she sniffled. "Really?"
Natsu's eyes looked sad, hopeful, and maybe it was the runes, but Lucy almost thought she saw tears lining his eyelids. "Really," he whispered. "I want to raise our kids together, little kids with pink and blond hair. A son first, so he can protect his little sister, but then a daughter, so she can keep her brother from getting into too much trouble. Maybe more, if you want. Or not," he said with an awkward shrug. "But at least two."
"You've really thought this out, haven't you?" Lucy said in surprise.
Natsu averted his eyes as his cheeks blushed hotly. "Maybe," he muttered. "It's a nice thing to think about."
Lucy was truly surprised by this side of him. She never would have guessed that Natsu had dreams of raising children and being a father. It simply did not seem like the sort of dream a wild fighter like him would have. At the same time, she could imagine that he would make a wonderful parent, considering how protective he was over his friends and the close bond he had with Happy.
"I always wanted a big family," she told him, feeling a little embarrassed by the subject, yet sensing it might bring them closer together if they knew what they both wanted in the future. "I'm an only child, and it was lonely growing up, so I used to think that I wanted lots of children, that way none of them would ever feel alone."
He smiled broadly. "Yeah, me too. Five or six, I think. Maybe three of each, three boys and three girls."
"Whoa, wait a minute," Lucy chuckled. "Let me see how painful having one is, and then I'll decide if I can handle having more. Besides, you haven't even proposed to me yet."
"Huh? Propose? But I just did," he insisted. "I propose that we have babies together."
"I mean marriage, silly," she giggled.
"Marriage? What does that have to do with it?"
Her brown eyes flashed peevishly. "I'm not starting a family without getting married first."
He grumbled at this annoying demand. "Really? Is that the only way you'd agree?"
"Well, yeah! I'm not having children out of wedlock. My mother raised me better than that."
"Oh," he muttered. Perhaps that was something people learned from mothers, not fathers. Igneel taught him some things about mating and procreation, but "weddings" were something Lisanna went on and on about when they were children. Weddings were annoying things that involved dressing up in silly suits. Still... "Well, if that's how it has to be done, then we'll do it that way."
Lucy's eyes went massive and her heart fluttered. "Natsu!"
"When you get pregnant, we'll get married," he decided proudly.
Lucy stomped her foot. "No! That's not the way it's done. We'll do it in the proper order."
"Order?" Natsu whined, and he slouched down. "Do you mean there's a proper order to all of this stuff? Man, marriage is too confusing."
She shouted angrily, "Then you can have kids on your own!" She suddenly stomped away, feeling too frustrated and hormonally wound up at the moment to deal with Natsu's ignorance.
Natsu sank back into his cage. Girls were way too weird, and he never understood why they got angry. He just promised to marry her, so why did that upset her? He thought girls looked forward to having boys propose marriage.
Slowly, Freed came forward, pulling Natsu out of his brooding. "Forgive me, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was coming to restrengthen the runes when it looked like I was about to interrupt something special."
"Yeah, I thought it'd be special too," Natsu grumbled. "I don't even know what her problem is."
Freed was amazed that Natsu was confused by something so basic. "Lucy was raised as a proper lady. Likely, she was taught that you refrain from having sex until after marriage."
"But we've already..." Natsu stopped with wide, horrified eyes as he realized that he almost admitted something private.
Freed waved the matter aside. "It happens all the time. Just please don't go into detail," he requested. "Proper ladies are taught that, before having children, you should get married, and before you do that, you must court the man."
"Court?"
"You go on dates. Then, the man proposes in a romantic way. Being trapped in a prison is not romantic," he told the dragon slayer, just to make sure Natsu realized that. "Either at a fancy restaurant, or a park, or at the beach, or on a holiday, or some other moment when there is romance in the air and when she's feeling happy and relaxed. Then, the man presents her with a ring."
"A ring, got it," Natsu said, taking mental notes on all this.
"Diamond or sapphire is usually traditional. Ladies prefer larger gems, not tiny half-carats, so they can show it off. A full carat or more, if you can afford it," he suggested. "Go to a place that sells jewelry, ask to see engagement rings, and pick one in Lucy's size. You might have to borrow one of her rings to get the size right."
"Got it: steal one of her rings, buy one with a big stone on it, a full carrot...although I don't know what carrots have to do with diamonds."
Freed sighed at his obtuseness. "Just ask the jeweler. When you find the perfect romantic moment, you show her the ring and ask 'Will you marry me?' Lucy is definitely in love with you, so she'll likely say yes."
"Then we try for kids?"
"Then you get married. After the wedding is over, you go on a honeymoon, a vacation just for the two of you. Usually, if you want a family right away, that's when you start trying for babies. Or maybe you'll get married but wait a few years before starting a family. It depends on how eager you are for marriage and children."
"I want both!" Natsu insisted enthusiastically.
"From what I overheard, you want children and eventually want marriage. Lucy wants marriage and eventually wants children."
"Oh," he mumbled. "I think I see the problem."
"How long have you two been dating?"
Natsu felt a little guilty. "We...aren't. Not really."
Freed raised an eyebrow. Sexually active but not dating? "That could be a big problem."
"I want to date her," Natsu insisted. Then he slumped down. "Kind of can't while I'm stuck in here."
"Then when we get back to Magnolia, ask Lucy to be your girlfriend and take her on a proper date."
"Right, got it. So, what's a proper date like?"
Freed sighed, and he decided to get started recasting the runes to Natsu's prison as he gave basic dating advice to the clueless dragon slayer.
That night, while in her tent, Lucy woke up in the middle of a dream, swearing she heard a dragon roaring. She glanced around quickly, but no one else was awake. Erza was close to her, drooling on her pillow. Wendy and Charle had both curled up into cute little balls. Lucy rose, stepped out into the meadow where they had camped, and peeked in on the boys' tent. Gray was lying stark naked and snoring. Freed was a silent sleeper, with Happy wrapped up in his long, green hair. All was relatively silent.
She stepped quietly around the fire pit that was only low embers now. Still feeling a shiver from the nightmare, Lucy tossed on a few more logs to get the flames burning and chase away the shadows of those dark fantasies. Mira was on watch, but she looked ready to fall asleep, nodding off with tiny, cute, brief moments of snoring.
Lucy tapped her on the shoulder. "I'll start my watch early. Get some rest."
"Thanks. I'll warn you, he's been restless," she said, nodding to the wagon with the runes cage holding Natsu. Then Mira slipped into the girls' tent to find a place to sleep.
Lucy stared at the faint purple glow of the runes. For some reason, something seemed different. She felt a little shiver, but she dismissed it for the midnight chill. Then she heard a low grumble. She swallowed down instinctive terror. Slowly, she stepped a little closer to the cage.
"Natsu?" she whispered.
Two red eyes opened and glared at her. Lucy pulled back with a soft gasp, and she barely stopped herself from letting out a scream.
"So, you're back," she whispered spitefully.
"Cold," came a distorted voice.
Lucy bit her lip and bravely took a few more steps forward. "I can't give you anything for the cold. When morning comes, I'll have Freed give you a thicker blanket."
The beast let out a grumble, and its breath fogged the night air. "Want warmth. Lucy warmth."
For some reason, that angered her now. "Look, just give it up. What you did to me was horrible. I didn't like it, and Natsu didn't like it."
"Yesssss, but Slayer want Lucy, so I want Lucy. Wants are same. Slayer learning this. Slayer wants are...different now. No want fuck anymore."
Lucy twitched in worry. "He...he doesn't? Is he mad at me for turning him down earlier today? Is he upset that I haven't been talking to him much? Did he..." She shrank down a little and mumbled, "Did he not like it?"
The beast grinned menacingly. "Like fucking very much, but Slayer learning that his wants are my wants. Slayer smart, learning...control," it said with amusement. "No want fuck Lucy. Want protect Lucy. Now I want to...protect."
Lucy looked aside. Her mind was blank, unsure why hearing that made her both sad and happy. It was as if Natsu was sacrificing his desire to love her in order to save her. She wondered when he must have made such a deep-rooted decision, something so firmly planted in his instincts that it affected the beast within. She felt tears on her eyelids and a smile tugging on her mouth.
"Still wanna kill ice bastard."
Lucy laughed at that. "That's Natsu all right! I guess you probably really would kill Gray, though, so you still need to be in that cage."
"Strange Slayer," the beast purred. "Why Slayer want little Slayers?"
Lucy's cheeks went red. "He really wants kids, doesn't he?"
"Yesssss, Slayer want little Slayers and little Lucys. Is strange."
Lucy put a hand to her cheek and felt the heat in it. "That idiot, telling you something private like that."
"Slayer not tell me. Is what Slayer wants deeply. I know Slayer desires, Slayer instincts, Slayer wants. Instinct: never let Lucy get hurt, protect all guildmates, even ice bastard. Strange. Want fight, but want protect. Strange Slayer."
"That's just how Natsu is," Lucy whispered happily. "What else has that weirdo been wanting?"
It growled hungrily. "Meat."
Lucy flinched at seeing the gleaming sharp teeth. She had almost forgotten what this creature had done. "No more slaughtering farm animals and eating them raw. If we do give you meat, it'll be cooked."
"Is fine. Slayer just want meat. I only know hunt, not cook."
Lucy twisted her hands together and debated about asking one more thing. She glanced nervously back at the two tents, then decided to walk right up beside the glowing runes cage.
"That day, you and Gray...I mean, I know you're a creature of instincts, but I know Natsu would never want to...you know...with Gray."
The beast tilted its head in confusion. "Lucy talk weird."
She gritted her teeth, then just blurted it out. "Why did you try to rape Gray? I overheard him talking to Natsu about it, and Natsu had no clue it even happened. Does Natsu...like Gray that way? Or...or is it you that loves him?"
"Love?" the beast questioned in confusion. "Not know love. Hate ice bastard. But Slayer want fuck. Want Lucy, but want to know what is fuck. Slayer wants, but not sure on some wants. Not sure on fuck. That makes me want to fuck all things. If Slayer wants are precise, my wants are precise. Slayer is learning this. Want fuck Lucy, but not want fuck Lucy. Definitely no fuck men now. Slayer not say yes or no to men before."
"So because he never considered sex with a man, that left you free to try it?"
The beast shrugged. "Slayer only say no fuck women. Never said anything about men. Now Slayer say no fuck anything, not women, not men, not sheep."
"Wait, what? Sheep?" Lucy shouted in disgust. "Don't tell me you did that with a sheep."
The beast gave a snarling grin.
Lucy covered her mouth and swallowed hard. "Oh God, I'm going to be sick! What else did you do in his body?"
It hissed out a laugh. "Lucy really want to know?"
She considered it with a sickening flutter of worst case scenarios. "Maybe I don't. But...well, did you hurt anyone? Humans, I mean."
"Slayer say I hurt Lucy. Not understand. I fuck Lucy, not hurt Lucy."
"Well, it did hurt," she snapped angrily. She felt like this was similar to facing one's own rapist. In a way, it was!
The beast looked down, thinking over something, brows knitted together tightly. "Slayer not want Lucy hurt. Protect Lucy. If I hurt Lucy..." It shrank down and wrapped its wings around its body, curling into a hunched ball. "Is bad. Bad beast. I...sorry." The eyes turned up, and Lucy thought she saw a speck of green in those glowing red eyes. "I'm sorry, Lucy."
Her breath hitched slightly at the clearer tone in the voice. She squinted and looked a little closer. "Natsu?"
Before she could figure out about the eye color, the head dropped all the way to the ground in a low bow. "Sorry. Not want Lucy hurt. Protect Lucy. Love Lucy. Hurt all who hurt Lucy. These are Slayer wants, so they are my wants. Do what I can for Lucy, make up for hurting Lucy. Slayer wants..." It rose its head up, and the red eyes had a confused quirk to them. "Slayer wants Beast to protect all friends."
"Wait, he wants you to protect us?" she asked incredulously.
"Strange Slayer," it agreed with a nod. "But is Slayer want, so is my want."
Lucy suddenly realized something. She had considered it before, but now it seemed concrete. "You really are just an extension of Natsu. You're not some demon possessing him, but a different facet of his psyche."
The beast tilted its head. "Lucy use weird words."
"You are Natsu, but it's like seeing only an apple core instead of the whole fruit."
"Like seeing t-bone and not steak?"
"Uh...sure," she chuckled.
The beast thought about this with a gurgling hum. "Slayer is in me, I am in Slayer. We are same."
"Exactly," she said, but then she began to wonder aloud. "So, if you're a facet of his psyche, but you act in ways that Natsu doesn't actually like, how much of what you do is really Natsu's instincts? How much is you making conscious decisions based upon vague desires tempered by a very basic outline of morality and ethics? Just how much autonomy do you have from the rest of Natsu's psyche?"
"Lucy talk weird again," the beast complained.
Lucy shook the worries out of her head. "I doubt even Natsu would be able to tell me, let alone you. I'll have to try and remember to ask Gajeel."
"Does Lucy have a beast inside?"
She wondered about that. It seemed terrifying to think of it, but... "I guess everyone has a monster hidden in them."
"Wanna see Lucy beast!"
"No."
"Lucy beast probably wanna fuck."
"I'm leaving," she said angrily and turned away.
"What are Lucy's wants? Slayer wants to know."
She stopped in her tracks and delved into her mind. What were her desires, anyway? To have fun with her friends, to write her book, to go on adventures with Natsu...
But what about deeper desires? What sort of darker cravings did she have?
"I'll tell Natsu," she decided. "I won't tell you."
"But Lucy say I am Natsu."
"Then I will tell the steak, not the t-bone."
The beast grinned broadly. "Smart Lucy. Is why we like Lucy."
She glared at the creature in the cage. How much of this really was Natsu, and how much was something so twisted that even Natsu would despise it?
Lucy walked back over to the campfire and took the seat where Mira had been resting. She pulled out one of her keys and summoned: "Open the Gate of the Canis Minor! Nikora!" Plue poofed before her with a greeting of puu-puun. Lucy hugged the Little Dog to her chest like a stuffed animal. Holding him was a bit comforting, and the soft puun sounds Plue made somehow put her at ease after dealing with the hellish creature. She looked up at the sky, and the constellation Draco was on the horizon.
"Natsu," she whispered, staring at the celestial Dragon. "I want to know everything about you, all your inner wants. I want to hear it from your own mouth, not through this beast. Keep being strong and in control for just a little bit longer. Don't slip away from me completely, Natsu. Someday..." She looked over at the cage where the red-eyed beast was picking at its nails. "...someday, I want to make your wants come true. So don't slip away from me."
Atop Kardia Cathedral in Magnolia, a shadow sat still. People on the streets below, if they had bothered to glance up at the towering spires, would have merely thought this black shadow was a stone gargoyle, with the wings folded and hunched down like it was. Anyone watching for too long would have realized that this gargoyle's tail whipped back and forth.
In a rare moment of lucidity, Balaur Blackstone, the Earth Dragon Slayer and now a feral beast with only scant moments of humanity, gazed down at the late afternoon traffic. The sun was about to set, shops were closing up, and people crowded the streets on their way home. They looked like scurrying ants from up on the cathedral, but the Earth Dragon Slayer had keen eyes. They narrowed, glinting like golden-brown gemstones.
"What is Slayer watching?" he heard as a hiss in the back of his mind.
"People," Balaur said softly. "I've been searching for Magnolia for so long, looking for a dragon slayer to heal me. I thought this city would be...different. Better. Now I'm here, but it's like every other city we've visited: crowded, crime, poor people, sick people, evil people."
"All bad," the beast within him growled. "We hate bad people, don't we?"
"They can't all be bad," Balaur reasoned quietly.
"I have been following, observing, seeing in shadows what Magnolia-people want to hide. I know secrets. Does Slayer want to know secrets?"
"I...I'm not sure I do," Balaur muttered sadly.
"We hate bad ones, and we hate happy ones, don't we, Slayer?"
"Shut up," he sneered, hugging himself in misery. "I don't like to hate. You're the one who enjoys hating others."
"Is bad to be happy. Is unfair. Slayer was never happy. Hates happy people."
"I...I don't!" he insisted weakly, but he knew that this beast spoke the subconscious truth that was buried deep in his heart.
"Sad childhood. Sad Slayer. No friends. No family."
"I had a family...sort of. The Piatra family were...well, I wouldn't say good people, but at least they took me in and fed me...before they died in the earthquake. My sister might take me back. Smaralda was always so nice to me despite being adopted." His eyes dropped sadly. "If I can find her."
"Adopted parents were cruel. Village was cruel. Don't know real family. Can't even remember dragon who raised us."
Balaur closed his eyes. "Terracia. She was kind to take me in as an infant. I should be honored, even if I don't remember her...even if she left when I was only two years old."
"Too young to know magic. Too young to be real slayer."
"I'm still a dragon slayer," he yelled. "Even if I can only do minor attacks, I'm still the Earth Dragon Slayer. I'll find Terracia some day. I'll find her and...and I'll..."
"Slay dragon," the beast purred. "Is what Slayer really want. Kill dragon who abandoned us."
Balaur clenched his fists. "Not like it matters. I'm as good as dead already. You don't let me wake up anymore."
"Slayer is awake now. Slayer not like being awake. Bad memories, want to forget. Want sleep already?"
"No. I like the view here," he said, feeling a rare sensation of peace. "This city...it's amazing how it's so crowded, yet so quiet."
"Many people. I know them. I watch them. Down there." The beast turned his attention to a young lady walking down the street with her friends, obviously the center of their group with an aura of superiority over the other girls. "She is going to a mixer to make more friends."
"Make more friends?" Balaur asked, squinting his eyes to look at the girl. "But she's surrounded by friends now."
"She not like these friends. I hear her last night, saying she will go to party, then dump all these friends for new ones, better ones."
Balaur sneered in revulsion. "But...but they're friends. You don't just trade in friends like shopping for clothes."
"Shopping...yes, she say something like that. Shop for better friends, richer friends, more fun, more parties."
"That's just sickening," he mumbled in anger.
"Slayer never have one friend. Maybe Slayer let this girl buy you as friend."
"I'm not for sale," he snapped. "Friendship is something you earn, not take and toss away."
"Is only one of many Magnolia-people. Look, man in blue suit and hat. I follow him many days. Man has wife and two kids."
"Well, that's nice," Balaur said with a wistful smile.
"No. See, after work, he calls wife-lady, says he'll be working late. Then father-man goes to hotel. Slayer can see hotel from here. Father-man is fucking pretty girlie. I see her once. Looks like tasty girlie, big boobs to eat."
Balaur grimaced in nausea. "Don't talk like that. You know I hate it."
"Slayer hate her too if Slayer see her. I feel in Slayer's heart, Slayer already hate father-man."
Balaur had to admit he did. "A life like that, a family, mother and father, siblings, cousins...I never had that. I was taken in, but only Smaralda considered me as anything more than just a burden. That life...a real family...it's perfect. Why is he giving it up?"
"For pleasure," the beast growled.
Balaur sneered. "Pleasure? How is he finding pleasure? By sacrificing that perfect life? By abandoning his children?"
"Father-man already talk to lawyer about divorce. Want young girlie, no want kids. Kids too noisy, too messy, wastes his time. Want girlie who not want kids, young and pretty girlie who party lots and make other men jealous. She is wanting him for money. I follow big boob girlie too. She tell him to divorce wife-lady, then marry her, then she talk to ugly man who say he kill father-man so boob-girlie can get all the money. She not love him. She fuck him to steal money."
Balaur snarled; for a moment, his voice and the beast's blended. "She's convincing him to leave his wife purely to marry him, kill him, and take his money? Sick! People like that...should die. No," he said, his eyes narrowing into a glare. "He should watch his family die. He should see how what he had was so perfect: happiness, love...things I never knew. He should have it stripped away." The fangs in his mouth lengthened, and Balaur hunched over, snarling furiously. "Kill them! Kill the family in front of him. Make him watch. Make him taste their blood. Make him suffer for giving up something I want more than anything in the world. Family. Love. Friends."
"Yesssss. Kill. Look! Whole city," the beast told him. "All happy. All at peace. Happy city, but rotten inside. All is bad."
"Have they ever been attacked?" asked Balaur. "Has this city ever known sorrow?"
"Not in long time. The magic guild keeps them safe."
Balaur seethed. "Mages. Fairy Tail," he spat. "My town had no mages to protect them when a dark guild came and butchered almost everyone. Why should Magnolia have such a strong collection of mages? What makes this city so special? They're hoarding those mages when they should be spread around to protect all the villages. And what does Fairy Tail do?"
"We watch them, yesssss?"
"Yeah," Balaur growled. "Parties all the time, sitting on their fat asses getting drunk on the money people work all their lives to save, only to have to spend it all to hire a single mage to come and save them. Then they dare complain that the rewards aren't high enough, that they can't pay their rent, that they have to take three jobs a month to cover costs. What a bunch of lazy bastards! Meanwhile, whole villages get slaughtered because all they can collectively scrape together are a mere ten thousand Jewels, and no mage wants to be bothered with them. People are dying out there while Fairy Tail sits in their guild hall drinking all day."
His body changed more. Scales raised onto his face, and his hands became knobby with black claws. He growled as he gazed over the rooftops.
"I hate this place. They're all so happy. What gives them the right? A city that has never suffered like mine did. I hate it! They deserve to know what I felt. It's only fair that we all suffer equally."
"Attack, and mages will stop you," the beast warned.
Balaur's eyes rolled over to the guild hall. "Fairy Tail," he snarled, and red flashed in his eyes briefly. "I just wanted them to send a dragon slayer to stop me. They sent an immature one, a full-grown slayer who had not gone through the ceremony. Fools! They are doing nothing to stop this madness, nothing to protect this city, just sitting in their magical hall, drinking and laughing, while people are out here dying because of you."
"Because of us."
"No, because of you. All I wanted was for them to either cure me or kill me, and they won't! I hate them. I hate magic guilds. They always turned me down, said I was too young, didn't believe that I was old enough to have been raised by a dragon. They didn't come when we were attacked. No one came. I had to fight all those dark mages alone, and...and I...I couldn't. I wasn't strong enough. I couldn't save them!" He sobbed with his teeth clenched in dark memories. "Soldiers. Mages. People. I hate them. I hate humans."
The beast purred in satisfaction and seductively asked, "What does Slayer want to do about it?"
Balaur's face went cold. With wild, hate-filled eyes flickering from dark golden to crimson red, he declared, "Kill them all!"
"Goooood. But first, we eat."
Balaur looked disgusted. "Are you still eating people? I told you not to do that anymore. I said I hate it. This is still my body, and I don't want to be a cannibal on top of everything else."
"Then sleep again, little Slayer."
"No!" he cried out in panic. "No, don't take over my mind again, please don't..."
His eyes went purely red. "Yesssss, sleep. I take care of hunting." The creature glared down at the man walking into a love hotel. "Girlie with big boobs smelled good. Will be big feast. Lots of breast to eat. Then fulfill Slayer wish. Father-man watch family die, then kill father-man too. Is Slayer want, so is my want. You sleep, Slayer. Leave everything to me...like we always do it. Soon, Slayer won't ever have to wake up from the nightmares. Soon...will only be me. Only my wants."
The beast spread its wings as the evening sky began to darken and the first bold stars twinkled. It grinned hungrily at its prey, then swooped down to the hotel. It already knew which room this couple used, the same room every time. He perched in the opened window and saw the large-breasted woman changing into some sexy lingerie in anticipation of her coming lover. She chatted on a lacrima phone.
"Yeah, he said he talked to the lawyer already," she told her friend. "He's going to give his wife the papers tonight. No, of course we're meeting up first." She chuckled to some question on the other line. "Of course! I have to seduce this old bastard to make sure he doesn't chicken out at the last minute. Yep, he's gonna get the best sex of his miserable life. There's no way he'd want that scrawny wife after I'm through with him. We'll get married as soon as possible, and then his money is as good as mine. Oh, don't worry. He's an idiot. He doesn't suspect a thing."
"I do," the beast purred.
The lady dropped her phone as she stared in horror at the winged creature perched just behind her. "Oh...oh God. It's that thing people are talking about."
"Kylie?" came the voice over the phone. "Kylie, what's wrong?"
The beast climbed through the window and snarled as he stalked forward while the lady retreated with trembling steps. "Is scary?" it asked sadistically. "Girlie already piss herself."
Kylie had not even realized that she lost her bladder in terror. She had heard dark rumors of a creature on the loose in Magnolia randomly killing people. She hoped her lover came soon and rescued her...or at least that he might prove to be a tastier treat for this man-eater while she ran away.
"Oh Kylie, dearest, I'm here," the cheating man called in as he opened the hotel room door.
Just as she opened her mouth to shout, the beast reached forward and crushed her throat in its claws. She gagged as she heard her lover enter and lock the door behind him.
"I brought you a little present, my fiery siren," he chuckled. When he walked into the bedroom, he saw the naked winged creature and his lover together. "Oh...is this some new kink of yours, dearest?"
Tears ran down her face as she tried to speak, but her crushed vocal chords would not work. Only croaking groans rasped out.
"Kink, yesssss," the beast chuckled. "Is new game, called you watch silently, and I not rip off your head. You scream, I bite out your tongue. You run, I break your legs. You sit there and be quiet, I take you home and we play game again."
"Sadistic, eh?" laughed the obtuse man. He took a seat to watch what he assumed was a new form of sex-play. "I do love it when you're a bad girl."
The dark beast gave an evil chuckle. "Yes...is bad girlie. And you is bad man."
"Oh-ho! Perhaps I deserve a spanking," he snickered.
"Not into spanking asses. Perhaps I eat your ass first."
"Why, such a naughty little demon you are!" the man chuckled. "So, what do you plan to do with my little succubus? Perhaps I can join in, if it won't ruin the game."
"You like taste of breast?"
The paunchy fool grinned. "What red-blooded man doesn't!"
"Blood, good. Breast, good. Maybe I share."
The beast then grabbed the woman and snapped its jaws on her breast. Despite the damage to her windpipe, she let out a gargling shriek and punched the beast. She tried to kick it and flailed her arms in hopes of reaching something that could be used as a weapon.
"You're quite loud, Kylie," the man said as he watched her back side. From his angle, it merely looked like this cosplaying stranger was suckling her roughly. "Though I must admit, I love watching you thrash in the arms of another man. It's surprisingly quite a turn-on. Let's invite him again, dearest. Perhaps one of your female friends too, and we'll have ourselves a foursome."
"Fool," she managed to croak out. "Dead...you're dead."
The beast peeked over her collar bone. "Want to share girlie?"
The man rose from his chair and removed his tie with a smirk. "I'll warn you, I've never done a threesome with another man before, but she's quite enough woman for both of us, I guess."
"Big breasts, good blood."
The beast spun the limp woman around. Only then did the lecherous man see that her left breast had a massive chunk of flesh and fat ripped out, eaten down low enough for a faint whiteness of a rib bone to show through the bloodied mess. The man's breathing became quicker and ragged as he saw that the entire front of her body dripped in blood, her eyes barely open, her face ashen, while gasps of agony wheezed through a bruised and crushed throat.
"K-...Kylie?" he gasped as the truth of this scenario finally dawned on him. It was not kinky sex. It was a horror beyond imagination. "Oh...oh God...no. It can't be...no! Cannibal. You can have her. You can keep her!"
"I share," the beast hissed with a wide grin showing off its bloodied teeth.
"Nooooo!" he shrieked, and he quickly turned to run to the door.
Black and brown leathery wings rushed past him, and the beast stood in his way with the limp woman still in his arms. "I warn you, try to run..." The beast kicked the man out from under his own feet, then stomped on his legs and snapped the bones with a grotesque crunch. "...I break legs. Scream again, I eat tongue. Be silent, you live...for now."
The creature then lowered the woman to the ground near the sobbing man. The lady gargled, trying to moan kill me out of her crushed throat. She no longer had the strength to fight and only prayed for death soon to take her away from the agony in her chest.
"You plan to leave family for pleasure. She plan to kill you and take money."
"What?" the man gasped, looking over at his mistress in disbelief. "Kylie! How...how do you know this?"
"I watch you," the beast told the man. "I see what you and girlie do. I see greed. I see fuck. You wanna watch fuck, yesssss?"
The beast yanked the woman's legs apart and sidled up between them. She tried to gasp, jerked in a weak attempt to fight, but numbness from blood-loss was tingling over her entire body as her vision began to cloud over.
"Oh please, no! No! Not her," the man begged as he tried to move. The agony in his shattered legs kept him still, and the fear of dying kept his voice quiet.
"I show you fuck is not kinky. Is only fuck. I show you on her. Then I show you on your wife."
"No!"
"Silence! You make Slayer sad and angry. Makes me angry. I show you how bad you is. I show until not want fuck anymore, until can't fuck anymore."
The beast sneered as it entered the dying woman, making her grunt as the life slipped out of her. She sobbed as she realized she was going to die, and the last thing she would feel was the humiliation of being raped.
"Pleasure. Desire. Wants. You two are beasts like me." The dark creature snarled as it snapped its hips into the woman. "Both of you make people sad, make them angry. Is bad."
It growled, leaned over, and ripped another chunk of flesh off from the woman. She shrieked, and the man stared in horror at the blood pooling around her body, slowly spreading toward his twisted and shattered legs. He merely stared, too terrified to move. The beast gulped down the meat and snarled in pleasure.
"All...is bad! All...must die!"
End of Chapter 19
A/N: In my stories, I kill people who piss me off. Kylie is a homophobic cunt who has been harassing a friend of mine, spamming hateful messages online despite attempts to block her. People like that, who take sadistic pleasure in bullying others, make me want to punch some noses. I love and support my friends, no matter their gender, ethnicity, age, or sexual preference. For me, those things simply don't matter. Friends are friends, and I'm fiercely protective of my nakama. If I lived closer, I would slap the living hell out of Kylie for saying that gay people should be beaten up! Instead, I get to kill her off and preach to you readers. Don't be a racist, sexist, or homophobic asshole, or Rhov will kill you off in her stories!
On a lighter note...
PSYCHOLOGY LESSON!
I was discussing the psychology behind "Beast Possession" with a few reviewers, and I decided to toss in some of what I wrote to them, paraphrased so I don't utterly bore you. Basically, the beast is a deep, dark, potentially dangerous side of Natsu that runs on hidden desires: his "id" in psychological terms. I knew that university course in Psychology would come in handy some day!
Sigmund Freud wrote that the id is one of the three components of human personality: id, ego, and super-ego. The id is an uncoordinated and utterly chaotic force within us that works to satisfy basic urges, needs, impulses, and desires. The id operates based on the "pleasure principle," which demands immediate gratification of needs and wants. The id controls aggressive behavior and the libido, which is the primary source of our instinctual actions. In other words, it strives to fulfill our most basic and primitive urges—hunger, thirst, anger, and sex drive—without any concern for the reality or morality of a given situation. It does not know good and evil; it has no understanding of ethics. Freud wrote that the id is the only entirely-unconscious part of our psyche and acts as the driving force behind personality. He also said the id contains the "death drive," which he described as "an instinct of destruction directed against the external world and other organisms."
For instance, if a person was controlled purely by the id, they would not wait at a restaurant to eat, but simply grab the nearest food and fight over it. They would not control anger, but lash out and murder anyone who upsets them, then continue to seek destruction until that aggressive impulse is appeased. Rather than seeking a person to love and waiting for romance to develop, they would rape anyone and anything until their sex drive is satisfied. One's own wants and impulses are all that matter to the id.
"It is the dark, inaccessible part of our personality...a negative character and can be described only as a contrast to the ego. We approach the id with analogies: we call it a chaos, a cauldron full of seething excitations... It is filled with energy reaching it from the instincts, but it has no organization, produces no collective will, but only a striving to bring about the satisfaction of the instinctual needs subject to the observance of the pleasure principle." - Sigmund Freud, 1933, "New Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis."
So, in this story, the beast is the id in tangible form. It is that unconscious and chaotic force, that libido that acts on pure instincts to fulfill desires and bodily needs, pure aggression that seeks destruction. It is a force that lies within each and every one of us, but it is only a piece of our overall psyche. "A t-bone and not the steak," as I wrote. It lies inside the "meat," gives flavor and shape, but it is not what everyone else "tastes." We experience the entire personality, which includes ego and super-ego: control, judgment, ethics, and morality, the things that make Natsu the "good guy."
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