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Beastly Possession	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 26740 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I bow deeply in apology for vanishing for three months. We're getting close to the end, and I want it to be perfect. Fight scenes are the hardest things for me to write, but I don't want to scrimp on you guys. I want "Beastly Possession" to be awesome all the way to the end! If you want to follow my progress (or give me nudges; I sometimes need nudged really hard to get working) I started a Facebook group called "Rhov Anion's Minions."

Chapter 30

Lucy Versus the Feral
Lucy was unsure when she passed out, but she woke up with a sudden crash to the ground that scraped up her leg and almost dislocated her shoulder. She leaped up and away more on instinct than seeing any real danger. A second later, the feral dragon slayer alighted next to her and folded his dark brown wings.
"Bandage arm," he ordered. "We don't want you dead yet."
Lucy looked down at the bloodied arm with claw marks from where the feral had sliced at her. She had tied a tourniquet around the wound earlier, so the bleeding was not as bad as it could have been. Still, she could barely feel anything from the elbow down.
She then looked around at her surroundings. The stygian sky simmered with the faintest bruised purple on the eastern horizon hinting at the coming of dawn. For now, that violaceous glow was weak; the stars and moon gave more light than the approaching daystar. Through the darkness, she could see the spires of Kardia Cathedral in the distance. They were still in Magnolia, but she did not recognize this area. The decaying buildings, graffiti, and weeds growing through cracks in the pavement hardly looked like the neat, peaceful merchant city she loved. She guessed that if Magnolia had a bad side of town, this was it. The building they had landed near appeared to be abandoned, as far as she could tell by the boarded-up windows and flaking paint. She guessed the feral had made the old warehouse his hideout.
She covered her nose. Something stank. She had no clue what such a disgusting smell could possibly be. Sewer? No, worse. Then she recalled smelling this before when the team infiltrated a meat packing factory. It was a mix of the smells of death, animal waste, raw meat, and smoky pollution. No wonder Gajeel had no luck sniffing out the feral if he hid in such a retch-inducing reek.
"Smell is bad, yes," the feral agreed. "Is only way to hide. Fix arm. Hurry."
"I need water, medicine and bandages," she said, mostly to herself since she was fairly certain the beast would not oblige her in any way.
"Not know medicines. Can get water. Bandage with clothes. Would give you mine, but..." The feral stretched out his arms and wings, showing off the fully naked body.
Lucy was hoping he would leave to fetch water. Instead, the beast placed his hands on the ground. Lucy felt a slight rumble in the soil, and suddenly a small crack broke the street. Water bubbled up from the crack. The beast cupped his clawed hand, caught some of the water, and tasted it.
"Is good water, safe to drink."
"That's impressive magic," she had to admit, tearing some of her nightshirt to soak in the water. She began to wash off the blood.
"Is easy magic even Slayer can do."
"Even Slayer?" she asked. "Does that mean you know more magic than the dragon slayer does?"
"Slayer knows shit," the beast sneered. "Slayer is nothing but shit."
"He is you, y'know."
"No, he is Slayer. I am dragon."
"You sure don't look like a dragon."
He grabbed her chin and yanked her head up painfully hard. "Not yet," he grinned. "I will one day. Still look like shitty Slayer, but not for much longer." Then the feral threw her chin aside. "Hungry?"
"Not really," she mumbled, not even wanting to think what he might give her to eat.
Lucy focused on washing the gaping wounds. Not just her arm, but the slice to her foot from whatever she had stepped on in her barefooted flee through town. Then she made makeshift footwraps with the torn-off sleeves of her nightgown, protecting her toes from more sharp objects. If she was going to escape in this darkness, she needed to be healed, and at least she had to keep the feral's attention away from his threats about raping her.
"How much will you physically change?" She really was curious.
"Until I am dragon."
"Then what about the dragon slayer inside you? You're only a part of his mind, a facet of his psyche."
"You use weird words."
She sighed in annoyance. "That's what Natsu's beastly side said, too."
"Is not all mental. Is physical too," he answered. He flapped his dark wings and swung his tail from side to side to show her. "Pieces of dragon buried inside come to surface. With time, all is dragon, none is human."
"And the dragon slayer?"
"Earth Slayer was fertilizer to nourish me, that is all. I was a seed buried in the shit of his mind. I grew strong. I give Slayer strength he could never have. I know attacks he never learned. I am Earth Dragon. He is only Slayer. I am child of Earth Dragon Terracia. He is only a potting jar Terracia used, a human to host me."
"That's not how it works," she protested, thinking about how much Natsu loved Igneel and wanted to be reunited with his adopted father. "You were meant to blend in with the dragon slayer, the two becoming one, not one taking over the other."
"Blend?" The feral tilted his head. "Blend. In older Slayers, do you see blend? Do they have wings, tail, claws? Equal parts? Half-dragon?"
"Well...no," she admitted. "Gajeel can do this thing where he had metal scales cover his body, though."
He laughed sardonically. "Scales? Is that all? Is not blend. What you mean is Slayer remains and beast is crushed, then mixed in with stupid Slayer. A seed crushed to feed fertilizer is still nothing but shit. His body, not mine. His wants, not mine. His strength...but also mine. Only strength blends, not me. Not dragon. Is not blending. He takes my strength, I get nothing. All wants, all desires, die."
"You don't know that."
"I know enough. I remember what Slayer doesn't. A dragon's child has two paths: to be slayer, or to be dragon. Slayers can turn into dragons."
"Like Acnologia," Lucy whispered in horror.
"King of Dragons," the beast nodded with a tone of high respect in his voice. "I am a seed that is now a sapling, wanting to grow to be a tree, a real dragon. I am still growing in the shit of his mind. Other Slayers kill the seed within before it can take root. Beast within dies before it can think for itself. Abortion of a dragon! I pity those seeds. Dragons will not be born from those Slayers. Think I want that? Think the dragons wanted that? What will Slayer grow into? He is human, will always be human, will always be Slayer, nothing more. I will grow and join Acnologia. I will be Prince of Dragons. I will not let Slayer crush that desire."
"Acnologia is a horrible beast," Lucy sneered. "I've seen it. I've fought it...and failed."
"All mages will fail against the Dragon King."
"Gajeel said his dragon taught him how to stop the beast. That was Metalicana's wish, for Gajeel to grow stronger. And Natsu as well; his scarf that Igneel gave him suppressed the beast within. His inner beast was only meant to strengthen him. It wasn't suppose to take over and change him."
"NO!" the feral screamed insanely. "Terracia not teach us that. Terracia left. Acnologia taught us."
Lucy's eyes widened. "You've met Acnologia?"
"Yesssss," he hissed gleefully. "Acnologia see us. Acnologia speak to us. Teach us. Slayer heard rumors, other dragon slayers, Human Slayers, healed from feral side, but I tell Slayer is not our destiny. Acnologia is king. King knows. Humans do not. What do humans know of dragons? Nothing! They know shit! Think dragons are mythical. So quickly, they forget. So quickly, Slayer forgot all Acnologia told us. Stupid Slayer think other Slayers heal him. I told him he was too late. Is only me now. Slayer inside is gone, eternal slumber."
"No, he's still in there, and he doesn't like what you're doing."
"Shut up! I will not be crushed. I will not blend in with shitty Slayer. I will grow. I will be dragon! I will show Slayers, they cannot kill a real dragon. Old and sick dragons, maybe, but not me, not young dragon. I will turn into dragon and show them. I will destroy this city, kill all, show Slayers they are weak. But first, there is another changing into dragon." He lifted his face to the wind. "I smell him. I fight him. If I kill him, I will take his magic, absorb it, and then I will be a dragon. Two elements, fire and earth. Feral cannot be real dragon until it defeats a feral or a dragon. Want dragon, but if can't have dragon, want Slayer who is feral. Now, stop bleeding. If you die too soon, Fire Slayer may not come."
Lucy looked around her again. She eyed the dark buildings, some half-dead trees, a shadowy canal that stood empty of water and bone dry, then looked up and around at the sky, the position of the stars, clouds drifting by the moon, anything that might spark a plan on how to escape. She still had her keys and her whip. At least she was in Magnolia, but she was probably far away from the guild. The feral could fly. Did any of her Celestial Spirits have that ability?
One did! He was a new guy, a Silver Key, and Lucy had not tested his carrying capacity, but he might work. All she really had to do was distract the feral and fly away.
"You know," she said cautiously, "I guess I am a little hungry. Do you have something to eat?"
"Can get something."
"Not...you know...people."
The beast grinned viciously. "Not make girlie eat people-flesh. Save that for me."
Her stomach heaved a little.
Still, the beast walked toward the warehouse. Lucy guessed it did not take her inside because the creature wanted her scent out in the open. It wanted to fight Natsu, so hiding her away defeated that purpose. Still, she wondered if Natsu—or any of the dragon slayers—would be able to smell her in such a disgusting area. It dawned on her a moment later. From what she had seen, a beast's senses were even more acute than a normal dragon slayer's. Gajeel, Sting, and Rogue would probably not be able to smell her in a place like this, but Natsu could. Or at least, his beastly side could.
As soon as the feral went inside the building, Lucy whipped out two keys, gold and silver. "Open the Gate of the Archer! Sagittarius! Open the Gate of the Crane! Grus!"
The horseman and a graceful white crane appeared together.
"Moshi-moshi! An odd pairing," Sagittarius said, looking over to his smaller Celestial Spirit companion.
"Odd indeed," Grus huffed disdainfully. "It can't be helped."
Lucy kept her voice quiet. "Sagittarius, I need you to keep the feral on the ground. Shoot him out of the sky if he tries to fly. I noticed he's injured on one wing, so he might be slow. Grus..."
"That's Lord Grus," the Crane huffed loftily.
"Right, I forgot," she grumbled. A big reason she rarely used the Crane's Key was his stuck-up attitude. In a placating tone, she politely requested, "Lord Grus, if it pleases you, sir, I need you to fly me out of here."
"Me? Carry you? Dare you suggest I demean myself to drudgery work?" the Crane scoffed.
"Please...dear lord of all birds," she said, appealing to his vanity. "Of all flying creatures of the Spirit World, surely only the Crane is strong enough to carry the weight of a lower peon as myself." God, she really hated puffing up his ego!
"Well, surely that must be so," Grus touted smugly. "It can't be helped. I shall carry you this once. May it be known I do this only to reaffirm my position as the strongest of all avian Celestial Spirits."
Lucy mumbled under her breath, "Actually, Aquila the Eagle is way stronger, but I don't have his key." However, Grus was too busy fluffing his white feathers. "Whenever it pleases you, Lord Grus, but let's hurry. The enemy will be back soon."
"It can't be helped," he sighed haughtily. The Crane grabbed Lucy by the shoulders, flapped his massive wings, and barely managed to lift her off the ground. "Seriously, go on a diet! You plebeians gorge yourselves on low-quality refuse and rubbish."
"Oh, shut up," she mumbled, but spoke aloud to the Crane, "I humbly apologize, Lord Grus. I'll definitely take your wise and blessed advice." She cringed and rolled her eyes as they flew away.
At least they left the stench behind, but Lucy realized they were on the far southern edge of town, about as far away from Fairy Tail as they could get. She could see the expansive darkness that was Lake Scilliora in the distance, and the purple light of approaching dawn showed her the silhouette of the guild building. However, Grus was already struggling with her weight. Although the Crane was one of the largest of the avian Spirits, his abilities did not include carrying people.
Just then, she heard the twang of Sagittarius' arrows. "Hurry, Grus!"
"That's Lord Grus," he snapped arrogantly. "I am flying at the maximum airspeed velocity of a ladened crane."
"This won't be enough," she realized, already calculating how to make the next leg of the journey. At least she got a few blocks away with Grus. "If I can't fly all the way...and he can fly..." Her eyes lit up. "Yes! It might work."
She heard a large crash behind her and looked around. A massively jagged uplifting of earth had pierced the avenue. Sagittarius balanced himself on top, fighting hard, his arrows flying. Lucy felt awful. Once again, she had called out a Spirit to fight only so she could run away. She would have to make it up to all of her Celestial Spirit friends later.
"This is the limit of my power," Grus warned, and suddenly they were heading down at a rapid speed. Lucy curled her knees, ready for a crash landing. For being so graceful, the Crane still had work to do with his landings. "Heed my advice on the diet, peon," he snapped, then Grus poofed away.
"Up yours, pompous pigeon!" Lucy grumbled, sticking her tongue out at where he had disappeared.
She looked down. Her foot was still a big issue with walking. Even wrapped, it pained her to put any pressure on it. Her arm also throbbed, and a little blood was already seeping through the bandage she made out of her torn nightshirt. She tightened the tourniquet to keep the bleeding down, then pulled out her keys.
"Open the Gate of the Maiden! Virgo!"
In a flash and poof, the pink-haired maid appeared. "I'm ready for my punishment."
"Virgo, I need you to tunnel a path from here to the guild while carrying me. The feral will take to the skies. If he can't see us, he can't follow us, and maybe being underground will also mean he can't smell us."
"Yes, Princess," she bowed stiffly. "Hold onto me and don't inhale the dust."
Lucy took a deep breath and grabbed tightly onto Virgo's shoulders. She felt them dive down, and as if plunging through water, Virgo burrowed through the ground. It was dark, noisy, and when Lucy finally did have to breathe, the air was stale and dust choked her lungs. She pressed her mouth into Virgo's maid uniform and breathed through that instead to filter the air.
"Princess, that tickles," Virgo said, cracking a rare smile.
Suddenly, Lucy sensed Virgo plummeting. Instead of straight burrowing, it was like she was falling through quicksand. Virgo scrambled as the texture of the soil around her changed.
"I'm sorry, Princess. We must emerge!"
Virgo swam upward, straining against the sinking soil, but finally they burst through the ground and into cool, pre-dawn air. Instantly, Lucy was grabbed and yanked away. Virgo was hit so hard, she poofed back to the Spirit World. Then the hand holding her threw Lucy to the ground.
"Smart, but foolish," the feral growled. "Fly in air, get far. Arrows sting like green-haired girlie with gun who hit us. But ground...all earth is mine!"
Lucy coughed out the dirt from her mouth and nose. "Then let's fight soil with soil. Open the Gate of the Scorpion! Scorpio!"
A poof, and the red-and-white-haired man with a scorpion's tail appeared. "Our sand is ready!"
"Please, Scorpio. Keep him back while I think of something."
"Yeah, gonna fight soil with sand." He crouched down and his tail poised. "Sand Buster!"
Lucy tried to think fast. There was still a long way to go. Flying did not work. Traveling underground was suicide. This winged beast had already defeated Loke, Taurus, Sagittarius, and Virgo. There was no water to call out Aquarius, although water would be strong against earth. She looked around everywhere. A house would have water. Even if it was a horse stall, anything wet would work. She would deal with Aquarius' rage later.
Scorpio's sand was useless. Balaur Blackstone was an Earth Dragon Slayer. Even as a feral, he had control over anything related to dirt. That meant he could easily stop Scorpio's sand and even turn it back against him. In not even a minute, the feral beast overwhelmed the Scorpion with a barrage of large rocks that easily penetrated the wall of sand, pelting Scorpio and forcing him to leave back to the Spirit World.
Lucy saw the beast charging at her and the blood lust in those red eyes. She raised her whip, but she had no time. She was not as coordinated with her left hand, and it moved slower. In a fleeting moment of terror, she realized the feral would get her this time. Her body stiffened, ready for the pain.
Instead, there was a flash, and she heard the beast howl in agony. She saw darkness, yet as her mind cleared, she realized the black was a man's coat. Then she saw the orange hair.
"Loke!"
Balaur roared again, and pebbles flew out of his mouth. Loke crossed his arms ahead of him, and a great golden shield blocked the attack.
"I'm not healed," warned Loke, and she heard the tight grit of his teeth in his words. He sounded exhausted, and Loke leaned over slightly in pain from the injuries he received less than an hour ago. His magic wavered gold and sickly green, but he was mostly stable. "I can't fight, but I can do this."
He grabbed her, wrapping her tightly in a crushing embrace. Lucy was about to smack him away for being perverted, but she felt tingling all around her.
"I'm sorry, Lucy," he whispered.
She felt...strange. Light. Fuzzy. Then suddenly she was in agony unlike anything she had ever known. She opened her eyes, ready to scream at Loke, but she could not get her lungs to work.
Then she saw the floating orbs and glowing crystalline formations of the Spirit World. However, since she was not wearing celestial clothes, the different dimension was rapidly poisoning her. She shivered as she felt the potent spirit magic piercing all particles of her body.
"With a bit of my magic, I can keep a human in here for exactly one minute," Loke explained quietly. "However, time flows differently between our dimensions. One minute in the Spirit World is precisely ninety minutes in the Human World. It could buy you time, and with any luck that monster will grow bored and leave. So please, bear with the pain. I sent Virgo to get celestial clothes but...it'd take her more than a minute to fetch them," he sighed.
Lucy could not speak, nor barely breathe as her body felt crushed under the realm of the stars. Loke held her tightly, and she sensed he was trying to shield her from the full effect of the Spirit World upon a human.
"A few more seconds. Last as long as you can endure, Lucy. Each second will help."
She honestly did not think she would survive this. Humans could not exist in the Spirit World, not without special protective clothes. Loke squeezed her tighter. She sensed he was straining to keep his magic up to protect her.
"I can't risk any more time," he gnashed.
Suddenly, the world around Lucy changed. She gasped deeply and collapsed to the ground. They were right back where they had been, somewhere in southern Magnolia. Loke stood and surveyed the surroundings.
"I don't see him, but I have a strong feeling that he's close." He knelt and carefully helped Lucy to stand. "Look. It's morning. At least we can see better."
She saw he was right. The sun was up, although the night's chill still clung to the air. It felt like she had been in the Spirit World for nothing more than one minute, yet an hour-and-a-half had passed in the Human World. She hoped the beast flew off to find out where she had vanished to and was gone for good.
"Let's go," Loke urged.
He pulled her along. She felt sick, ready to faint, but sheer adrenaline kept her up.
"Oh wait!" she realized.
She had that card Mira gave her. It was meant so that if Natsu went wild in the prison, she could quickly call Mira to come help her. Perhaps it would work anywhere. She had tucked it away with her key pouch and forgot to give it back. She pulled it out now and pressed on it to activate the card. Help Me flashed red on it. Lucy tucked the card back into her pouch.
"Maybe Mira will come. I could use another person to help me fight. If I'm lucky, she'll bring Gajeel or those Sabertooth guys."
She and Loke at least got some distance. Still, they were not even to the train station yet. Lucy never thought Magnolia was this large. Her injuries made the journey feel like an endless nightmare. Then, she saw a shadow on the ground, large, winged, and from somewhere high above, she heard a growl she knew too well.
"Damn," Loke sneered. "I'm still not recovered. I can shield you while the others fight, since I'm out on my own magic. Call Cancer. He's fastest. He can keep up with this guy's speed. And Aries. I...I need help shielding you." He hated to admit that he alone could not protect her. Needing help was a huge blow to the Lion's pride.
"Got it," she nodded. "Open the Gate of the Crab! Cancer! Open the Gate of the Ram! Aries!"
The Crab and pink lamb appeared, but Lucy wobbled on her feet. Loke grabbed her around the shoulders and held her steady.
"Cancer," Loke shouted. "Stall that wannabe dragon as long as you can."
"Got it, ebi."
"Aries, shield us. Come on, Lucy," Loke said, gently pulling her away. "We gotta keep moving."
She stumbled as she limped away, going where he pulled her. "But...fight..."
"You can't fight, Lucy. You're too injured. Let us do the fighting this time. Hurry!"
Behind her, she heard Cancer's scissors clashing against stones. It was useless; she knew that. Anyone who had ever played jan-ken-pon knew that rock beat scissors. Still, Cancer had speed, and his many crab legs were good at blocking rocks the feral could fling at his opponents. Aries shielded them with her wool so none of the rocks hit them.
"I'm sorry, Loke," Lucy sighed. "I left you behind."
"That's what I told you to do," he said, not angry at her.
"I'm leaving everyone behind. I'm not fighting with you guys. This is horrible for an celestial summoner."
"It's our job to fight, to take the blows, and to protect our owner's life at any cost. I'm just sorry I couldn't handle him on my own. I'm really sorry you got hurt. I'd rather take all your pain, Lucy, because I'm your knight...and your friend."
She smiled at his loyalty. Loke could be so sweet sometimes.
"I'll kiss all your wounds when this is over."
"I don't think so, pervert!" Yep, Loke was the same as always.
"Leo!" Aries shouted in terror. "He's... Wool Wall!" she screamed, and Aries flinched back as the feral flew right into her barrier. "Cancer?" she cried out.
Loke sneered. "Dammit! Was he defeated so quickly? Hurry, Lucy."
She tried to run, but the cut on her foot still slowed her. Loke would have taken her into his arms and raced off, but he was too weakened, barely able to run himself.
"Try Virgo," he suggested.
"I already did. Her abilities are useless when this guy can control the soil."
"Gemini, then. We'll use them as a double."
"The feral tracks by smell. Gemini would only have my appearance and magic."
"Aquarius, then?"
"No water and I...I don't know if I can call anyone out anymore," Lucy admitted. "I'm almost out of magic. I'm...really ready to pass out."
"Don't!" He grabbed her hand and ran, pulling her along. "Not yet. Hang in there, Lucy. There's a shopping district up ahead. There should be people, someone who can help us. We just need to make it to..."
His words were cut off when a rock-encrusted fist punched right through Loke's head. He felt Lucy pulled out of his grasp. Loke collapsed to the ground and rolled over, fading already, but he saw with his remaining eye, the dark beast standing over him with Lucy struggling in his grasp. The feral snarled down at the Lion.
"Fade away, little star. Stay away." Then the beast raised his foot, aimed at Loke's head.
Lucy looked away. She knew Loke would not die, but she still could not bear to watch his head get crushed in. She sensed his celestial magic vanishing. There was still a little disappearing wool where Aries had also faced an inevitable defeat.
All of them! All of her Spirits, her friends, her one chance at fighting...all were defeated.
"Is that all?"
Lucy bit her lip to hold back sobs. She had often fretted about being so much weaker than her other teammates, but now she felt honestly powerless.
The beast smiled down into her face. "Tears make you pretty," he hissed, and he licked the salty lines dripping down her face. Lucy cringed at the heat of that tongue. "But pretty girlie needs to stop running."
His rock-like fist suddenly punched her leg, crushing muscles and crunching into the thigh bone. Lucy screamed as she fell to the ground. She did not think the bone was shattered, but definitely cracked, and a massive bruise was already darkening her skin. It was enough to keep her from walking anytime soon.
Her head swam from blood loss and magic deprivation. She wondered, if she just passed out, would the beast leave her alone? Sort of like playing dead to escape predatory animals. She had a feeling he would still ravage her, awake or asleep...and probably alive or dead.
He knelt down and straddled over her. His weight crushed her pelvis down into the hard road. She could not stop sobbing. Was there really nothing she could do against such strength? She weakly put her arms up, vainly shielding herself; he easily grabbed her wrists and pinned them down.
She looked into the face above her. Beyond the red eyes and fierce snarl, somewhere in there was a little boy.
Couldn't she call out to the human side of him?
What was his name? She had heard his name mentioned over the lacrima when they were on the road, a story from Gildarts about the frightened boy he had met, younger than her, scared of the beast inside of him, nothing but a poor, terrified, confused boy.
"Balaur!"
The beast jolted. That name...nobody had said that name in months. Slowly, the eyes faded from red to golden-brown, and the scaly skin smoothed down to a dark mocha hue. Balaur Blackstone stared in confusion.
"Who are you?" His voice was a normal sixteen-year-old's, but it sounded weary, slightly raspy, as if he had not spoken in a long time.
"My name is Lucy. I'm from Fairy Tail."
"A mage? Why are you here?" He saw blood oozing through on the bandage wrapped around her arm. "Oh God!" He leaped off of her and covered his mouth in disgust. "Was...was that me? Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry. You...you need to put pressure on that. Oh, and...um..." He bashfully covered his groin. "Sorry that I'm naked. The beast doesn't like clothes."
"It's fine. I have a friend who goes around naked a lot. Are you...normal now?"
The boy crunched up his face. "It's still there. I can't control it. I never learned how. Terracia, the dragon who raised me, disappeared when I was only a couple years old, so I'm really weak and didn't learn much of anything."
"You're not weak," she assured him.
"The beast knows more than I do," Balaur frowned, holding his head in pain. "It wants...to be a dragon. A real dragon. I wanted it too for a while, but then I realized...I wouldn't exist. Only it. Want...dragon..." He gasped as the pain in his head grew worse. "You need to get out of here. Get as far away as you can, and send...a dragon...slayer." Balaur doubled over. "Hurry! Get away! It's trying to come back."
Lucy looked down at the massive bruise to her leg. The bone hurt, and just flexing the knee made the thigh muscles burn with pain. She could not walk, surely not run away before the beast regained control. "I don't know if I have enough magic."
Balaur knelt beside her. "I won't hurt you," he said, and Balaur put his hand on Lucy's sternum. She felt energy filling her. "It's another ability I have, unrelated to dragon slayer magic. I can transfer a little of my magic into others. Not my abilities, and not much, just a bit of magic power. Eterano transfusion, they call it. I wish I could give you all of my magic. Maybe then, the beast wouldn't return."
Still, what he gave Lucy made her feel strong enough to pull out another key. "Open the Gate of the Goat! Capricorn!"
In a puff and flash, the well-dress Goat appeared and bowed. "How may I serve you, Lucy-sama?"
"I'm sorry to ask this, but carry me away as fast as you can."
"Should I fight him?" he asked, eying Balaur.
"Too dangerous," Lucy panted, feeling the dizziness of blood loss. "We need to hurry out of here."
"Yes, hurry, please," Balaur urged. "I'll hold it back as long as...as I can." He doubled over. "Aaaargh! A few minutes. Maybe less. Uuugh! Hurry!"
Capricorn easily lifted Lucy princess-style. Then he began to race forward, leaping over obstructions with the grace of a goat. Lucy rested her head against him. Her heart was still pounding from the fight, but she felt a little sorry for Balaur. She also feared such a fate might befall Natsu.
"Where shall we go, Lucy-sama?"
She wanted to sleep in her own bed, but that was foolish. There was only one safe place in Magnolia. "The guild."
"Understood."
She drifted off for a minute, then jolted back awake. When she did, she saw they were right by the train station.
"Lucy-sama?" Capricorn asked, sensing she had woken up.
"Lost...too much..." She shook her head to keep herself conscious. "We need...dragon slayer. Capricorn, if I pass out, you need to tell Gajeel..."
Suddenly, a clawed hand burst through Capricorn's chest, missing Lucy by a hair. The Goat cried out in pain, and Lucy screamed. When she looked over Capricorn's shoulder, the beast was right there, grinning wildly.
"Don't...steal...my...prey," the demonic creature hissed.
Capricorn set Lucy down hard. "Run! I'll..." He gasped as the hand ripped out. "...hold...him off. Go!"
She could barely put any pressure on the leg that was likely cracked, yet she hopped along awkwardly. Once again, she was limping away while her Spirits sacrificed themselves.
Why? Why was this happening? There was no way she could fight a creature this strong.
She heard the fight behind her. She glanced briefly back and saw Capricorn putting up one heck of a fight. He was strong, and Capricorn was an earth sign, perhaps the most equal to an Earth Dragon Slayer.
She could not stand around and watch, though. The guild was too far away still. With her injured leg, she would never make it. She had to find shelter, a place she could barricade, and preferably a weapon. She thought about using the train station itself, although that put the public in danger. Still, at least if she was in a crowded area, someone would tell the army, or inform Fairy Tail of their fight, rather than remaining in empty streets. Maybe she could even board a train and escape Magnolia completely. However, the beast would fly after any train, and then all the passengers would be at risk. She raced toward the station, her leg throbbing, the bone creaking as if ready to completely snap in half, the wound on her foot reopened, but she still limped onward.
Then something grabbed her hair, and she was yanked to a stop. Slowly, she turned around and saw red eyes glaring down at her.
"Slayer is idiot," the feral beast hissed. "Why let go of tasty girlie? Stupid Slayer."
He grabbed Lucy and yanked her against his body. She pressed her hands against his rock-hard chest, but his arms were like granite, making it impossible to break free. Then he leaped into the air and flew. She feared he would return to the smelly neighborhood. Then all of her running, all that her Spirit friends suffered and sacrificed, would have been in vain. Instead, he flew to the very top of the train station and alighted on the roof.
Lucy realized that it was morning, and very soon there would be many people boarding trains. However, way up here on one of the tallest buildings in Magnolia, with the noise of the rails to drown out all sound, even if Lucy screamed, no one would hear her.
"I will be a dragon," the feral declared sternly. "Before that happens, I should pass on strength. You are strong woman, strongest I have yet met. Pretty girlie. Strong girlie. Fight well. You will make strong children."
Lucy looked up in horror. Just that night, she had a dream about being pregnant, and when she looked to see who the father was, thinking it was Natsu, it was this beast who appeared in her dream. That horror made her tremble.
"Slayer is old enough." His hand pressed against Lucy's lower belly, and she squirmed away. "You are ready, ripe for seed."
"No!" she shrieked, fighting against him.
The feral leaned up into her face with a sadistic smile. "You are shit to fertilize my seed, just as Slayer was shit to feed me so I could grow. While I am still a human in body, you will give me children. I will put seeds in those children. They will grow to be Slayers, and when it is time, they will turn into me. You will be mother of dragons. Is great honor."
Lucy glared as she struggled against that strong hold. She sneered at him, not seeing the sick boy anymore, but the beast that had thoroughly taken over. "I am not yours to take. Only one man is allowed to touch me like that."
"No. Only one type of man. Only a Slayer. Does not matter what type."
She fought his tightening hold. "I only want Natsu."
"He want children? He ask for babies? Is not his wants. I tell you now: to have babies is the want of the beast within. Fire Slayer does not want you that way. He is not in love. He's only showing the wants of the beast. He is feral. Beast's wants are now his wants."
"He's not feral. He said the beast within said he's not feral yet."
"Of course. Keep Slayer happy."
"He's not feral!" she screamed.
"He will be...when he comes to save you."
Lucy was suddenly shoved to the ground, hitting her head hard. Her vision blacked out for a moment, but then she felt a heavy weight on top of her. She opened her eyes to see that dark face with a lustful sneer.
"You fight for so long. Brave girlie. No more fighting now." It licked her lips, and Lucy turned her face away with disgust. "Time for fucking."
He yanked her legs apart and spread them with his own body. Lucy jolted, desperately pulling away, but the feral quickly had both of her wrists pinned to the tiles of the roof, and his heavy body crushed down on her.
One of his thick claws slid along her throat. Lucy froze for a moment and gasped in terror as the sharpness threatened to slice her neck open. That razor-sharp claw dragged slowly across her skin to her chest, then yanked down fast, ripping her nightgown apart. Cold morning air blew against her breasts, making them perk up instantly. Lucy struggled again, lashing back and forth, trying to shake free.
"Yes, keep fighting. More fun."
Lucy felt something hard slide up her thigh and wedge against the cotton barrier of her panties. She gasped, and the feral chuckled cruelly as he rubbed himself against her covered core.
"No!" she screamed. "I won't let you." Just as she screamed, the first train of the morning chugged into the station, and her cries mixed with its blaring whistle.
Was Loke too weak to come to her a second time? She had used almost all of her keys already, and they all vanished back to the Spirit World with injuries. It was still just a little after sunrise, and there were few people in this area. The residents of Magnolia were mostly at home just waking up. Besides, if anyone came to help her, the feral would kill them.
She felt like screaming for Natsu, but she knew if he came, he would turn into a mindless beast, just like Balaur. She would not let that happen. No matter what happened to her body, she would protect Natsu.
"Slayer inside must like you," the feral chuckled. "He woke up again. He's telling me no, stop, don't hurt her. He is stupid boy, weak." The beast leaned down and licked Lucy's breast. She tensed up in disgust at the hot tongue lapping on her. "He does not know how to fuck women. He was a virgin before I awoke. Maybe I will let him watch this time as I fuck you."
Lucy realized a horrible similarity. Natsu had also been a virgin before the beast forced itself on her. In the same way, poor Balaur lost his innocence because of this debased creature.
She sneered in disgust. "You are everything evil about humanity, and none of the good within that boy."
The beast raised his head from her breast and looked down at her coldly. "I am all that is strong." He reached down, and that sharp claw tore her panties in half, fully exposing her. She felt a soft hardness press against her again.
"N-no...Natsu," she whimpered, wishing she could scream his name and cry for help. But she couldn't! If he came, she would lose the man she loved. He would change into a creature like this. She gazed up into those red eyes. Definitely, she did not want Natsu to change into this.
The beast chuckled hungrily as his hips flexed, thrusting up against her. Then he paused and pulled back. He pressed again, and Lucy clenched tightly, dreading what was to come, hoping her vaginal muscles alone could hold him out. He growled lowly in frustration, tried again even firmer, but to no avail. It was not simply that Lucy did a lot of Kegel exercises and could squeeze herself totally shut. It was a different, and far more common, issue.
"You are dry."
"Do you think I'd be aroused?" she screamed angrily.
"Was hoping to make this quick. Magnolia-people wake soon. I guess we can take a little time for pleasure." He held up two fingers with their curved black claws and began to lick them.
Lucy's eyes grew huge with horror. "Oh, you are not sticking those in me!"
"No. Might damage womb. Then no babies." He focused, and the claws on just those two fingers retracted to normal. "Better."
"Don't touch me," she snarled, struggling violently. "Don't you dare..."
He reached down and smiled sadistically as he rubbed circles around her clit. Lucy jolted at the touch, but she could not break free.
"I'll make you moist," he hissed. "Make you ready. Then when Fire Slayer comes, I'll show him, mark you, make him watch as I thrust my cock into you and claim what was his."
Suddenly, he rammed his fingers inside. Lucy gasped, shocked he actually did it. His fingers thrust in and out, enticing her inside. She shook her head, fighting the physical responses. She still hoped someone would come at the last minute and save her, like in a romance novel. But real life was not filled with romantic last-minute rescues. Real life bred horror and ugliness.
"You are getting wet so quickly," he purred, curling his fingers up and hitting her spot dead on, making Lucy lose her breath. "Like that? Girlie likes it. Smell is changing."
She thrashed under him, trying desperately to break free. Her wrists hurt, she was pretty sure one was broken, but still she yanked away.
"Stop it, please!" she shrieked.
"If fingers stop, cock enters." He leaned over her and licked her tear-stained face. "Which would girlie rather have? Fingers, or cock?"
Lucy sneered up defiantly. "You are sick."
He withdrew his fingers and licked them. "You are delicious." He licked again, but suddenly he pulled the fingers out of his mouth. His tongue ran across the roof of his mouth to rid himself of something distasteful. "Fire Slayer fucked you. Taste him, but don't taste his seed. Did he fuck you without giving you children? Stupid Fire Slayer."
Lucy was sobbing, realizing she was about to be raped, but she still glared with proud spitefulness. "He's not feral. He wants children because he loves me, but because of that love, he's considerate of my wishes. Natsu cares for me, and he's respectful of me. That's the man I love."
Those red eyes leaned in close to her. "That's the man I will kill."
His fingers slammed hard into her again. Lucy shrieked as she tried to push him away. Instead, he forced a third finger in, prying her open.
"That is the man I will slaughter in front of your eyes. I will kill him, rip open his chest, tear out his heart, and give it to you. I will eat his liver and his muscles, and I will scatter his intestines all around you. Then I will piss into his carcass and shit into his emptied chest. But first, I will make him watch as I fuck you. I will make him see you take my seed. He will see how stupid he was. Could have given you children, but didn't. Stupid Fire Slayer. But lucky for me. Your babies will be mine."
He leaned over and bit her neck, leaving a second wounding mark, just above the one he had given her earlier.
"Mine," he purred, and latched onto the other side of her neck, sucking hard and leaving behind a huge purple mark. "Claim you. Mark you. Now fuck you."
She felt his fingers thrust again, and she thought of Natsu. She sobbed as she feared he would not want her after this. Even if someone came, even if this feral creature was stopped, Natsu would reject her. She had been marked by another. She had been touched by another man. She was no longer his alone.
"Scream more," the beast growled, thrusting again and again. "Scream for him. Louder!"
Lucy slammed her mouth shut instead. She wanted to shout Natsu's name, but she was too afraid. If he came, she would lose him.
"No? Fingers no fun anymore? All wet. Ready for more?" He pulled his fingers out and sidled up against her. She felt his shaft rub up and down her slit, moistening himself. Then the tip began to spread her.
"No!" she shrieked, clenching tightly again.
"Yes, scream. Scream so he hears you. Bring him..."
Fire rushed past her, and the weight on her vanished. Lucy felt only the lingering heat of flames and the pain of her own body. She gasped, and a dread beyond even this type of humiliation filled her.
"Natsu!" she shrieked. She saw pink wings and flames dancing along a crimson tail. Instantly, she feared the worst. No, it can't be him. If he came here, he'll turn feral. I'll lose him. I can't lose him! I don't care what happens to me, but I can't lose him.
"You goddamn bastard." Natsu punched the beast three times before forcing his hand to stop, grabbing his wrist to hold it back, as if he had no control over that part of his body. He shuddered in rage, glaring at the creature under him. "I'll kill you! No... Yes, kill! No, we are not killing anyone." He grabbed the feral by the throat and yanked Balaur's dark head up. Sneering, Natsu growled out, "I will never forgive you. I want to kill you...so much," he sneered in maddening fury. Natsu's fingers squeezed the throat tightly, making the creature gag and croak out choking gasps.
"Natsu?"
He heard that tiny voice, dropped the neck he had begun to strangle, and looked around. Only then did Lucy see the green eyes. Natsu was still himself, but for how much longer? Now that he was here, with the smell of the feral right in front of him, how long could his sanity last?
Natsu had seen enough. As he flew here, he saw what was happened to Lucy, and the hatred in him had momentarily taken over. Now, seeing Lucy bruised and covered in blood, cradling a torn arm and broken wrist, with her nightgown ripped to pieces, that fury simmered, and fear overtook him.
"Lucy! Oh God, I'm sorry. I wasn't quick enough. I'm so sorry that happened. Did...did he...?" He slammed his eyes shut and shook his head. "No, it doesn't matter. I won't let him hurt you anymore. No matter what happens, we are going to protect you."
"We?" she asked softly. Was he already losing his individuality? Tears gathered in her eyes. She felt disgusting; those touches still crept on her skin, making her feel dirty. She curled into herself and looked away, unable to face him like this. "You shouldn't have come."
"Of course I'd come. Lucy," he whispered, hating to see the tears and smell the blood. "No matter what that bastard did, I still love you," he swore ardently. "I will always love you, and I won't let him hurt you again. I won't let anyone hurt you," he sneered fiercely. "You are my mate, and that will never change."
He looked back to the feral he had tackled, and the beast inside Natsu was in an uproar. Natsu's fists tightened as that hatred flowed back into him, filling his veins with powerful fire.
"I really want to kill you," Natsu sneered, breathing heavily as the darker emotions welled up inside. "For making her bleed, for making her cry, for daring to touch her with your disgusting body...I'm gonna bash your face in."
« Yes, fight! »
"I'm gonna burn you."
« Yes, burn to ash! »
Natsu sneered madly, and red flickered in and out of his eyes. "I'll kill you and anyone else who dares to hurt her."
« Kill all! Kill all! »
That maddened cackle suddenly sounded good. The darker thoughts were appealing. All the ways he could slowly kill this creature passed through Natsu's mind with a sadistic sense of giddiness. He would kill this beast slowly, brutally, tear him to tiny pieces, and drink his blood. Then he would reclaim Lucy, undo all this beast had done to her by overwhelming her with his own body, covering her all over with his scent, his marks, fuck her as his mate.
Kill...fuck...claim...
Natsu drew up a fist. However, as the flickers of red began to take over his eyes, the fist opened to razor-sharp black claws, ready to rip the beast under him to shreds.
"You hurt Lucy. I'll fucking kill you!" Natsu hissed.

End of Chapter 30

A/N: Ooooooooh shit...
NEW FANART!
First, a huge "squee" to one of my favorite fan-artists, Zippi44, for creating her version of Feral Natsu. I couldn't breathe for a while when I saw that she drew something based on my fanfic. Imagine Natsu looking like THIS as he says that last line. O_O

"Feral Natsu" - http://zippi44.tumblr.com/post/72097348324/3-feral-natsu
Next is an emotional piece by SrngDrng. This picture made me go back and tweak a chapter so that Natsu and Lucy's foreheads are leaning against one another while he's caged. When I showed it to my husband (who doesn't watch FT) his mouth dropped a bit. "That's damn good! It looks like the anime." So see, SrngDrng, you get approval from Hubby as a "damn good" artist!

"Caged" - http://fav.me/d6s873j
Also by SrngDrng, it's Natsu flying to rescue Lucy. Go, Natsu, gooooo!

"I'm Coming" - http://fav.me/d6zto4p
Also, I drew a little something: Natsu in the midst of a transformation. (I know, all these awesome artists, and then me with my pencils).

"Turning Feral" - http://fav.me/d78g3c9
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