Fairytail's Trump Card

... I guess i was wrong

Isamu and I lived together with joy. Apparently he was lonely too, before I'd come to his rescue. But one day, exactly two months after I'd arrived, everything turned sour.

"But I thought you loved me!" Isamu, the man who I thought was kind hissed. I rolled my eyes. "I thought you were cute, the sort of cute that fits a baby." I answer with a shrug. "What?! Seriously? You led me on!" He snaps.

"No, I didn't. You just thought I loved you, but you loved me." I deadpan. "You'll pay for this!" He hisses again. He flicks his hand and I black out. A few minutes later, I wake up in a dark room. I couldn't see a thing.

He didn't tie me up or anything, just threw me into a dark room.

Then something cold hit my body from the top, and I felt all wet. It must have been water or something. Then I felt pain, I have no idea how, but something cut me with razor sharp teeth.

I suppose the only word for this pain would be, well, pain. Blood trickled out of my body. I screamed and screamed for help but none came. Abruptly, the pain stopped. I looked around, seeing nothing. I felt sticky, the blood was drying.

I got up shakily, I hand held my arms out to feel for any walls. I walked in a random direction. My hand felt something fine, and my palm opened up. Warm liquid piled on my hand. It hurt.

I felt dizzy due to so much blood loss. I fell, as I landed, my consciousness ran from me.

*

Everyday there was something different, but I was always in that dark room. One day it would be whipping, another day it would be alcohol thrown onto the gashes, another day it would be more slashes, the next day would be words. Words can hurt.

He let them heal, and then started again. Let them heal, and hurt me again. I was so beaten down, I couldn't summon any of my Celestial friends to help me out. Too bad there wasn't enough water for Aquarius. I can't call Cancer either, there's nothing he can do anyway.

I can't summon Capricorn because he uses too much magic. So, I didn't know what to do. Every passing minute I thought of a way to get out, but I couldn't think of a reasonable and easy one. I was going crazy.

It was amazing how I didn't lose any of my senses, especially sight. The ringing of silence was getting to me, I couldn't think straight. Maybe that was part of the reason I couldn't think of a proper way to get out.

"Maybe I should use ropes tomorrow. How about that Lucy? Do you like my idea?"
"No!"
"Hasn't you mother taught you to be polite?"
I didn't answer.
"Oh that's right. She died."
He got no answer.
"Oh your father knows you're here. He's letting me use you however I like."
I bit my lip.
"He said that you deserve this."
I shook my head, I knew he was trying to break me.

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"Hey Lucy!"
No answer.
"Hey! Hey!"
No answer.
"Fine then."

The room lit up and I saw my mother. She stood in front of me, whip on her hand. Her teeth shone in the light as she smirked. Her golden hair had dulled, her brown eyes now glossed over with mischief. I looked away and at the supposed door, and to my 'absolute happiness' stood the man named Isamu.

"Your mother never told you she never died?"
"You said she died, stop contradicting your statements." I hissed.
"Ooo, I'm so scared!" He mocked. I bit my lip, wanting him to leave me alone.