Frozen Heart [A Gruvia Fanfiction]

Chapter 37

Heyo! My goodness this fanfic is finally coming to an end! Don't be sad it's still a few more chapters away! I'M SO SORRY FOR ALL THE TENSION! Anyways, on with the story! Enjoy!

{Gray's POV}

     Terrible. The first stage of... destroying my soul. Absolutely... terrible. That demon had to unweave the fabric of my very existence. I could feel every little cell in my body, alive and screaming, on fire. And that was just weaving apart the barrier from this physical realm, to the Celestial one.

     It took weeks... 30 days, to be exact. I was counting the days. It was one of the little things I could do to keep my sanity, or what was left of it, that is.

     Then came... the second stage.

     Obliterating my soul. Since my soul was pure light essence, anything that touched it, except a Celestial being of a certain caliber, would be completely obliterated. A pile of ashes. Or not even. Not a trace of their body, being, or existence.

     Since... my... demon, could not touch my soul as it was, he said that the only way he could do it was to... change the state of my soul. Corrupt it.
He said that if he corrupted my soul, then it would be tainted by darkness, and eventually, become fully dark. A demon soul. A newborn. Then he could reach in and take his essence, and either destroy my essence, or consume it.

     And how would one corrupt a soul? Experience, pain, suffering, depression, loss of hope. A lot of physical torture, and much, much, more mental torture.

     He would put me into a dream like state, and trap my mind within his. I would be a part of him. My body and his body, my mind and his mind, forged as one.

     I would sit in the back of his mind, watching what he was doing, through our eyes. He was in complete control. At first, I thought it wasn't going to be bad. But then it got terrible, real fast. He started to torture her.

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He started to torture Juvia.
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     And all I could do was sit. Watch. Scream. Cry. Shout. Bellow. Suffer.

     It felt like all the air was being squeezed out of my lungs. The pain was unbearable. Every inch of my being was screaming, alive, burning in the furious flames of fear, and dying in the pestilence of pain. My blood felt like cold poison, coursing through my shivering veins. It was so chillingly cold but at the same time it burned like acid. I felt a cold silver knife in my heart, twisting deeper and deeper, while my stomach was doing all sorts of strange movements, twists and flips. Every muscle in my body felt as if it was splitting apart, again, and again, and again.

     I tried to move, twitch, do anything... but I couldn't. I couldn't even scream. At the same time as feeling this terrible pain, I also felt what the demon was feeling. I felt the leather against his gloved hand on the handle of the whip, and the force of it flying through the air. I watched Juvia's flesh split open countless times.

     And the worst thing was, I felt him enjoy it.

     I felt him torture her. I felt us torturing her. I... was torturing her.

     I felt him enjoy it. I felt us enjoy it. I... enjoyed it...

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{Time skip}
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     It had been 7 days. 7 days since the second stage of separation started. 7 days since the beginning of the corruption of my soul. 7 days, I have been torturing Juvia.

     The 37th day here in this hell.

     And my demon and I were walking towards her cage. The terrified look on her face. Desperation, pain, suffering, terror, horror. Hopeless.

     "Juvia... look what it has come to. It never had to be this way. You didn't have to die this way... Gray never had to die..." I smirked.

     She curled up in a ball, tears were streaming down her face. She had lost all hope.

     I couldn't watch this. Not again.

     I opened her cage and grabbed her by the hair, then threw her, and smirked as she skidded across the floor.

     No... not again. I blocked it out, or I tried. The pain was unbelievable, but so was the strange pleasure the demon felt in inflicting pain upon others.

     Upon her.

     I crafted two men, literally made of ice, then they grabbed her and chained her hands to the ceiling, where she just hung from the chains.

     She went unconsious for a while then. Thank goodness. At least she might have gotten a little rest. Then, sooner than I had hoped, she awoke in pain.

     I was turned away from her, whip in hand.

     "Why Juvia, why didn't you come with me? Am I such a monster?"

     When she whimpered in terror, so silently and desperately, my pain consumed me once more.

     "If I can't have you, nobody else can. I won't let them. You're mine."

     I could feel the tug on the corner of my lips, as I swung my arm towards her, and the whip made a horrendous screech while it flew in the air, before hitting her torso, splitting open her flesh.

     As blood trickled from her bruised, beaten and cut skin, I felt that horrendous pain all over again. I couldn't fight. There was no point. I had lost all hope already. Now the demon just had to drive me to insanity.

     "You have always been mine!"

     I swung again, hitting her leg. She screamed.

     "YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MINE!"

     I swung again, hitting her arm and shoulder. She screamed even louder.

     My skin crawled, both from terror from me, and pleasure from the demon. Or did I feel this pleasure as well?

     "Until, the end..."

     I took a gun from my pocket, and walked up to her. I put my head near her's and gave her the gun, I held her hand, holding the gun and put it to my head. If she pulled the trigger, it would kill her and I. End our pain and suffering.

     No... this wasn't right! What was the demon doing?! He wouldn't kill Juvia! HE COULDN'T JUST KILL HER!

     The little spark of hope that sat dormant in my molten frozen heart for so long, sizzled to life.

     I could do this. I was going to get us out of here safe. I was going to get her out of here, safe.

     Pure hot white anger rose up in my chest, like a volcano, dormant for so long.

     I felt movement from her finger on the trigger. She was about to pull the trigger.

     That was when I exploded.

     Rage was flowing out of me, consuming my entire being. Then, everything went black, accompanied by a venomous scream of pain from the demon and a loud ripping sound.

     Then, I woke up on the floor, beside Juvia and my demon. I was in control of my own separate body again! Finally!

     I felt my magic back, and coursing through the blood in my veins, cold with rage. The demon turned his head towards me, eyes wide with madness and fear. A twisted smile was plastered on his face. I couldn't bear to look at Juvia right now, to see what I had done to her. I put my full focus on the demon. Then, I let my rage flow out with my magic.

     "Ice make, EXCALIBUR!!"