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:Chapter 10 ~ Gone Without a Trace:

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"Bye!" Sting gives you one last goodbye kiss as you enter your apartment. He leaves and you turn around..

Only to see a gun pointed straight at your face.

A/N - This is going to switch from Sting's PoV and yours a lot so, be ready.

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As quick as lightning, the cloaked figure backs you against the wall. He places a firm hand on your mouth, and examines you. As soon as he lets go, you scream as he rapidly jumps out the window, you in his arms.

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Sting smiles to himself as he walks away from your house. He was thinking over the date, when he heard a loud, high pitched scream. His heart sinks as recognizes who. "(Y/N)!" He starts running back towards your house, kicking down the door. You weren't there. The window was broken.. His heart was broken.

"(Y/N)!" Sting calls your name over and over as he runs down alleyways and rooftops, following your scent. It was slowly being taken over by another's scent, making it harder for Sting to follow.

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The hooded figure has you over his shoulder, binds already on your hands and feet. "(Y/N)!" You can hear someone yelling in the distance and you instantly recognized who. "STING!" You screech, trying to wriggle out of your perpetrator's grasp. "STI-" Your voice gets muffled out when the man places some kind of substance over your mouth. You see a flash of blond. You do something like a muffled yell, he runs straight towards you, and--

All you see is black.

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Sting spots a glimpse of (h/c) hair, and a screech calling his name. He runs, spotting you in someone's arms, tied up at the limbs. He watches some magic cover your mouth, and he knows you've spotted him when you yell, still restrained by the substance over your lips. His eyes widen, and there's a cloud of smoke as you and the cloaked man disappear.

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"Wake up."

"Wake up!"

"WAKE UP!" There's a loud slap on your cheek.

Your eyes snap open. There's a furious looking man standing there with a whip. He has hazel-yellowish eyes and brown hair grouped into a ponytail. You observe your surroundings: a cell.

"Much better, now I get to see those beautiful eyes of yours." He gets close.. Really close to your face.

"Get the fuck away from me." You snap. "Who even the hell are you?"

"My name is Klein, but you may call me master." He smirks, fiddling with his whip.

"Well, nice to meet you, bastard." You spit on him.

"Now now, feisty are we, Ms. (L/N)?"

"How do you know my name?" You ask, trying to mask your fear.

"That's ah.. Something to be discussed later." He turns on his heels and walks away, and as he does, you spot something..

The (L/N) Family Emblem...

He was hired by your father.

-later-

You're still locked up in the cell; it's been just about three days.. Klein comes every so often to tease, taunt and torture you, his curved dagger and charged whip in hand..

"We're going to have so much fun.." He whispers sadistically, his dagger gently cutting your cheek.[1]

He licks his lips and leans in. He mumbles some incoherent words and licks the blood from your cheek. You let a tear fall and start shaking, your heart thumping quickly as you do..

'This wasn't too long ago, when you got kidnapped. You could see Sting's smile dissipate as he heard your scream. How he ran, following your scent, willing to follow it to the ends of the earth. The desperation in his eyes, the determination to get you back, safe and sound in his arms.'

'That one was pretty short..'

Klein furrows his eyebrows, "Hmph."

He walks away, showing off the emblem of what was once your family.

-few days ago-

Sting has lost all traces of your scent. He rams his fist into a wall, drawing blood from his hand, although the only thing in his head; was you. In a cursing flurry, he runs off to Fairy Tail, picking up Lector, Rogue and Frosch on the way. He leaves Minerva to hold up the fort, his heart still beating like crazy.

"Sting-San!" Wendy greets as Sting slams open the doors. "Y-your hand-"

"Never mind my hand, this is about (Y/N)." He states, surprisingly calm.

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How long has it been..? A week..? Two..? You hear the cell door creak open, seeing the brown haired, yellow eyed asshole step in. "Welcome back, bastard." You snap. There are scars everywhere, bruises, cuts and scrapes covering almost every inch of your body. Your voice is barely audible, it being used so much when he tortures you. That's his magic, torture. Poison, virus, pain.. He'll be able to inflict all of that and more on you.

As he walks into the cell, he shuts off a communication lacrima. "Who was that?" You ask, your tone ice cold. He smirks, knowing you won't like the answer. "Your father."

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"We need to go out searching for her!" Sting simply pushes away the bandages being offered to his hand.

"Trust me, we're all worried, but we need to devise a plan," Erza states, holding down his hand for Mira to bandage.

"You guys are Fairy Tail! You can go in without a plan and succeed nonetheless!" He complains, not bothering to flick away Erza or Mirajane's hand.

"He's got a point.." Happy murmurs, staring blankly at the pacing fire dragon slayer in front of him.

"And why did you drag us here?" Asks Rogue, completely unfazed by the green exeed toying with his hair.

There's a moment of silence before Natsu speaks up,

"I have a plan."

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"OI, SHUT UP!" A gruff voice yells. It's not a voice like Klein's, which is almost like a purr- a tantalizing, seductive purr.

"No, no, it's fine, Donogan." You hear a voice you know all too well. It wheezes before speaking again, "Well, well.. It's been a long time..

My daughter."

A/N - I'M SORRY FOR THE 137836252641 TIME SKIPS..

I have so much more editing to do...

And then..

Fcking midterms..

~Em