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Beastly Possession	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 26740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Fairy Tail is the property of Hiro Mashima. I make no money, I just do this for my own pleasure.

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Disclaimer: I shall jointly rule Fairy Tail with sexy Loke by my side. ^_^ (Wait, I didn't even mention Hiro Mashima owning Fairy Tail...well, now I did. Really, I don't think these even count as "disclaimers" anymore, but they're too fun. Whatever...kyaaaa Loke!)
Did you know there is an RP-based Tumblr for Feral Natsu? That's wildly awesome! YES! I have almost reached the greatness of Hiro Mashima. (Except he's got hundreds of RP folks for his characters, and I only have one.) http://feralnatsu.tumblr.com

Chapter 28

The Earth and the Stars
Lucy faced off with the feral beast despite shaking in terror. She realized she had to calm herself. Balaur was only taunting her to make her off-balance. If she stayed calm and focused, she could fight this infernal creature.
She gripped her Gold Key hard. "Open the Gate of the Lion! Leo!"
In an aurulent flash, Loke appeared beside her. One glance told him the problem.
"You again," the Lion sneered at the feral dragon slayer. "How dare you show your face here and bother my Lucy."
"My Lucy," the feral snarled.
Lucy huffed, "I am neither of yours."
"Marked you, claimed you..."
"Shut up!" Lucy shouted angrily at the dark brown devilish beast.
"Lucy," Loke said softly as he and the feral were locked in a staring contest. "I'll hold him off. You get out of here."
"I didn't call you out to be a shield," she protested angrily.
"Please!" he snapped, but his voice fell quiet with aching emotions. "I had to see you get torn apart by this creature, and I sure as hell am not going to let that happen again. Get to the guild. The barrier around the building should block this creature, or at least it might forcefully revert him. Please, Lucy," he begged, and he glanced down at her. "I almost lost you once. Even if you have to use us as shields this one time, every single one of us Celestial Spirits is ready to fight as hard as we can for you. Please, get out of here. Stay alive!"
Lucy shook her head, unwilling to run away while her friend used himself to protect her. Although she was trembling in terror, she felt disgusted by the idea of simply leaving Loke alone to fight. She had more pride than to do that.
Balaur was not willing to wait longer. He leaped at Loke with his claws raised. Instantly, Loke's fists lit up, cloaked in starlight, and he punched away the surprise attack. The creature skidded across the floor, crashing into Lucy's dresser, and grinned wildly with delight at a chance to fight.
"Good prey. Strong prey. Good warm-up for Slayer."
"Don't imagine I'm nothing more than a small fry," Loke growled.
The beast leaped again, fangs bared, and roared. As he surged forward, numerous rocks flew out of his mouth, pelting Loke. Loke raised his arm to shield his face from the barrage of pebbles, and the beast got a large swipe at Loke's torso. He shouted in pain and fell back a step. The beast relentlessly lurched forward and sank his teeth into Loke's shoulder.
"Loke!" Lucy screamed. She leaped at the feral and used her whip to strangle him, garroting the beast. He fell back off from Loke, clawing at the starry whip. Then his talon-like hand slashed Lucy's arm. She had to let go of one side of the whip and fell back, cradling her forearm as blood dripped thickly from the gash.
"Lucy, get out!" Loke screamed frantically.
The beast spat out something that sparkled gold. "No blood? Weird prey. Taste strange." Then he licked the claws with Lucy's blood on them. "Yes, like this taste. Good taste. Best taste. Want more blood. Sweet blood, good to drink."
"You sick monster," Loke snarled. "Lucy, I apologize ahead of time for destroying your house. Now get out so I can fight without worrying about hitting you." He raised his hands up. "Regulus Beam!"
The blast punched a hole through Lucy's wall. Oh, the landlady was going to be so mad about all this!
She wanted to fight with Loke. She wanted to stay by his side, just as she and Loke had often fought as a duo. However, the pain in her arm brought tears to her eyes. She could not fight something like that. Plus...she was scared. She was horrified at the red eyes and devilish snarls. They were a nightmare, but also a forewarning. Natsu could turn into this. This hideous beast had once been a normal dragon slayer like Natsu, Laxus, and Wendy. Those three could turn into this creature: mindless, bloodthirsty, driven by darker instincts to kill, rape, and destroy all in its path.
That made her want to run to Natsu and hold him, keep him human, be with him to make sure this never happened.
"Natsu," she whispered, desperately wanting him to come and save her like he always did. Except now, she realized he was the one who needed to be saved. She did not want him to turn into this.
She spun around and ran out of the house in just her nightgown, apologizing softly over and over. She felt guilty for her own cowardice and physical weakness.
In her room, Loke sighed in relief to see her finally go. He worried for Lucy. She was one of the nicest owners he had ever had, and he wanted to keep being by her side. Even though she had picked another man to love, he would protect her all of her life, on his pride as a Spirit and on his honor as her friend.
"Not tasty prey," the feral grumbled.
"Too bad for you," Loke replied wryly, although that bite to his shoulder had weakened him slightly. He knew he would not be able to punch with that arm.
"Not want you. Want blondie girly. Want fuck her."
Loke sneered, disgusted by this crude beast. "That is definitely something I won't allow."
Loke shot a beam of light, blinding the beast, then he pounced in like a feline to bash a starlight-enforced fist into the feral's jaw. The beast fought back with clawing scratches, but this time Loke managed to dodge out of the way. He aimed a kick to the creature's stomach and sent him flying backwards into Lucy's collection of perfumes. The bottles shattered, and the overwhelming smell reacted violently against the sensitive nose of the feral dragon slayer. Balaur covered his face, looking sick from all the fragrances.
Loke took that opportunity to get a few punches in, until the beast's tail swiped around and hit Loke in the back of his knees, instantly knocking the Lion to the floor. Loke rolled out of the way of a slashing claw and spun back up to his feet, winded but ready for more.
"Not tasty prey, but strong. Still, not the fight I want. Want to fight other feral slayer. Stronger prey. End this quickly." Balaur's hand raised, and the Earth Dragon Slayer's magic covered his arm with hard, gray stone. "I will bury you."
"Hah! I'm a spirit of the stars," Loke taunted. "You can't bury a star."
"There is one way." He held his hand in front of him and grabbed his wrist. "Earth Dragon's Meteor Shower!"
Rocks flew from his hand at such high speed, they glowed hot, burning from friction like hundreds of shooting stars. Although Loke had raised his hands to defend, the barrage was relentless. He was pushed back, pelted by burning rocks that ripped apart the wall of Lucy's room.
Loke cried out as the rocks burning his suit coat, crushed one lens of his glasses, and left searing gashes all over his body. Then while he was down and weak, the feral leaped at him, and that stone arm punched a hole right through Loke's gut. The Lion gasped, feeling himself fading.
"No...Lucy..." he wheezed.
The feral grinned right up in Loke's face with his fist still through the Celestial Spirit's body. "She's mine. I will take her, fuck her, and kill her. Fade away, little star." Then he ripped the stone hand out. Loke collapsed to the ground, quavering in and out of existence. "Too bad you're not tasty. Makes me more hungry for her."
"No..." Loke gritted tightly, desperately holding on out of stubbornness. "You...won't hurt her. We won't let you!" he screamed hoarsely.
"If Slayer put up good fight, maybe I let her live, keep her around. Good to have something to fuck between towns."
Loke tried to lunge in fury, but he was beginning to fade from the Human World.
"Twinkle-twinkle, little star. You try to fight, but not get far. Up above the world you shine, but here on Earthland, all earth is mine. Twinkle-twinkle, little star. Far too weak is what you are." The feral cackled at his little song. "Bye-bye, little star." Then he left, leaping out through the window and spreading his wings to fly away.
Loke felt his body vanishing and saw the golden energy leaking out of his celestial body. "No...can't fade...not yet." He looked out into the foggy night. "Fairy Tail. They...need to know. They need...to protect her...now." Loke slowly forced himself onto his feet, grasping at the hole that was making his body in this world tear apart. By sheer willpower, he stopped the spread of his body breaking down into spirit particles.
"Must...find...help." Loke limped out of Lucy's house and stumbled as he dragged his vanishing body toward the guild.

Lucy wished she had thought a little clearer before fleeing her house. At the least, she should have put on some shoes. With some good shoes, she could have ran and probably have been halfway to the guild by now. Instead, her toes seemed to hit every rough bump in the road and stub on every piece of uneven ground. In the foggy darkness, she could not even see where she was going, the thick mist hiding all street signs. She ran by memory, knowing she needed to turn down one street, then cross another, and over a bridge. She knew the way, although the night and the thick fog made visibility impossible.
She suddenly stepped on a sharp piece of broken glass and screamed as it sliced open the bottom of her foot. She limped, trailing blood with each step, but she refused to stop. Either Loke would come, sweep her off her feet, and make some flirtatious comment about licking her toes clean, or it would be the beast to come after her.
The pain in her clawed arm, and now the torn skin on the bottom of her foot, hurt badly; however, when Death was your enemy, pain did not matter. She kept going, panting heavily, her heart burning from pounding so hard and fast. She thought about shouting for help, but if anyone came they would just be fodder for the beast. She would not risk innocent lives.
She knew a shortcut, but it involved running through an alley...a wet and litter-strewn alley that would surely cut her feet up worse. If only she could have someone carry her.
She grabbed up a key. "Open the Gate of the Golden Bull! Taurus!"
The large bovine appeared with hearts in his pervy eyes. "Lucy, your nightie is very cute, although a negligee or sheer camisole would look better."
"Taurus, I need you to carry me."
Instantly, he swept her up into his arms. "Oh Lucy, I've waiting years for this moment. To hold you so tenderly..."
"Quiet! Look, there's a beast chasing me, and I need to get to the guild, but I left my shoes. This alley is a shortcut. Let's hurry."
"Yes, we'll rush to where there's a warm, romantic fire and a bed for you to spread out and..."
"Shut up, you perverted Bull!"
Taurus plowed through the alley, as graceful as the cliché bull in a china shop. He kicked aside crates and stepped on a rat in his haste. He emerged out the other end, and Lucy told him where to go.
Lucy got a chance to catch her breath, but now the pain began to really weigh down on her. The foot was bad, it would need stitches. The arm was beginning to go numb, and her left side was drenched in blood from the clawed gashes. She tore the bottom of her pajama shirt and wrapped it around the wound tightly, hoping that might lessen the blood loss.
A shiver ran over her skin. She had a really bad feeling, and suddenly she feared for Loke. She knew she had a slight telepathic connection with her Celestial Spirits, so she dreaded that this chill was a bad sign for Loke.
"We should hurry," she told Taurus. "We need to move closer to the harbor. There's one more shortcut I know. The alley after the bakery, turn left there."
"Moooo! Understood, Lucy."
Taurus held her a little tighter against his massive chest as the alley was narrower, and his bulky body had to squeeze through. He had to pick his way around piles of discarded boxes, crates, and junk. As Taurus rushed through, Lucy heard a noise above, like the sound of leather flapping. She looked up with a tiny gasp, but in the fog all she saw was a fuzzy shadow.
"Oh no," she whispered in dread. "Hurry, Taurus!"
"This alley is a tighter squeeze than a virgin's..."
"Shut up and hurry!"
Instead, Taurus came to a jolting stop, and Lucy felt his muscles tense. She turned around in his arms to look forward, and there she saw a large, winged shadow at the end of the alley blocking their path. Red eyes glowed in the foggy darkness. Lucy shank back instinctively, a tremble that Taurus felt in his arms, so the Bull protectively held her even tighter.
With a low growl, Taurus sneered, "You are the pervert who hurt Lucy's boobs. Are you after her for another feel? No man touches her boobs twice without permission and lives."
Sharp teeth gleamed in the moonlight. "Not just boobs I want. Want to fuck her."
"Well, so do I, but I don't..."
Lucy shouted angrily over them, "You're both sick!" Then she glared at the feral. "Where's Loke? What did you do to him?"
"Little star...fell to earth." The feral chuckled at his own joke. "All fall to Earth Dragon Slayer. All will die. To dust they shall return."
Lucy felt tears of regret in her eyes, and Taurus growled as he heard that his fellow Celestial Spirit, the Leader of the Zodiacs, was defeated by this enemy.
"Is this a star, too?" the feral asked, eying Taurus. "Big star. Maybe better fight? Still not tasty. Weird smell."
Taurus looked shocked. "Do I smell weird, Lucy?"
"Taurus, be careful," she warned. "He's fast, and he's vicious."
The Bull glared at the enemy. "Speed, maybe, but he looks tiny to me. Hold on tight!"
Shielding Lucy with his bulky arms, Taurus roared and ran right at Balaur. Lucy tried to scream, but then she realized what he was doing. She shrank down, curling into a ball. The feral saw the charging Bull and grinned in excitement. Balaur raised his claws, ready to see who would dodge first.
Taurus did not dodge. He barreled right into the winged creature, ignoring those razor-sharp claws that thrashed at his thick cow hide. With a bellow of pain, he burst out of the alley, then tossed Lucy as far as he could. She flew through the air across the street and rolled over the ground, bruised up but at quite a distance from the two fighters.
"Mooooove, Lucy!" Taurus shouted.
She hiccuped a sob as she realized yet another one of her Celestial Spirits was willingly using himself to shield her from this deadly attacker. However, she would not let both Loke's and Taurus' sacrifices be in vain. Despite the slicing pain in her foot, she ran, limping but hurrying, while behind her she heard clangs of Taurus' massive battle ax and hisses from the feral dragon slayer.
She could almost see the lights of Fairy Tail in the fog, a warm glow through the swirling clouds, the misty outline of that castle that was her sanctuary. It spurred her on, all pain forgotten in a final mad dash.
"Help!" she finally shouted. "Somebody, help!"
Her voice sounded muted in the fog, and she wondered if the clouds blocked her cries. She was almost there...almost...
Suddenly, she was grabbed and spun around. She met a dark face, a cruel smile, and those narrow crimson eyes. Somewhere behind, she saw the golden sparkles of Taurus vanishing to the Spirit World, utterly defeated.
"Bad girlie," the creature grinned.
Lucy reached down to the pouch on her belt, but Balaur grabbed both of her wrists in a crushing hold. Lucy cried out as a bone popped painfully.
"Call out something tasty." Those red eyes leaned in so close, she could feel his breath against her lips. "Call Slayer out," he whispered. "Cry to him. Scream to him." The eyes turned to look behind her. "Is he in there? A dragon in a castle? What sort of twisted fairy tale is that? Scream for him. Bring Slayer here." Holding her wrists with one hand, his other arm wrapped around Lucy's body and pulled her tight against his groin. "I will fuck you if you don't."
A sob shuddered out. She wanted Natsu to come, but if he faced this beast, he would turn into the same sort of thing. The smell changed Natsu. Just meeting the Earth Dragon Slayer would be the end of the man she loved. With eyes fierce with determination, she glared back at this beast.
"I won't," she declared as tears of fear dripped down her angry face. Her body shivered, but still she remained stubborn. "I won't let him turn into you. I'll protect him."
"He is feral..."
"He's not!" she screamed. "He can't come anyway. He can't leave. They've locked him away."
"The mages?" Balaur again looked at the guild building. "Smart mages. But bad for you."
He grabbed her even closer, pressing her body up against him. Lucy cried out at the crushing hold, but the beast chuckled sadistically at her pain. Then he licked over her lips. Lucy turned her head aside in disgust, but the beast licked her neck instead.
"I will mark you." He bit into her shoulder, and Lucy screamed as those teeth sank in. The feral did not bite too deeply, though. He licked the blood off his lips and lapped at the wound. "I will mark you, fuck you, make you scream, until Slayer comes. The mages will release Slayer. They will let him come. I will keep fucking you until Slayer arrives. Not kill you. Just fuck you. Over and over."
Lucy struggled to break free, but she felt the rock-hard muscles that trapped her in a tight embrace.
"This will be fun."
The feral leaped into the air, carrying Lucy with him, and vanished in the fog.
A few moments later, Kinana cautiously stepped out of the guild building with a lantern to light the pre-dawn darkness. She looked around at the swirling fog and called out, "Is anyone out there?" She thought she had heard shouting but could not be sure. Since Kinana was not a mage, it took a lot of courage to come inspect, and she wanted at least a lantern and a kitchen knife in case there was trouble. She called out once more, but there were no sounds in the empty street. With a shrug, she quickly went back inside and shut the door, winking out the cheery light, so that the city outside fell once more into darkness.

End of Chapter 28

A/N: Oooooh shit, what did I just write? I actually gave myself chills with that ending. Lucy is brave in her own way.
Wanna hear the feral? I made an audio. (This totally killed my throat.)

http://chirb.it/ONFqEJ
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