The Fire Within (#Wattys2014)

Chapter 15-Lucy's POV- Lightening, Iron, and Dispair

Gajeel kept pounding his iron poles into me like I was a piece of meat, yet I never gave him the pleasure of my scream. Each agonizing blow brought painful memories of my past and how my father treated me as if I was lower than dirt. Through the beatings that my father had given me the past ten years, even since I was seven years old, I began to resist pain. I had no emotions towards pain anymore, it was simply a part of my life.

I had grown stronger through the pain on the outside, but inside, I felt as if I was going to break down. It was when Gajeel kept pounding me when I thought that there was no point in resisting anymore. I thought that I was going to break down and give him the scream that he wanted, that was until I looked down at my hand and saw my pink Fairy Tail mark. It reminded me of all my friends who were probably looking for me right now. I know I should have told them the truth before this exploded like it did but I was afraid. I was afraid that they would cast me aside like my family had. But even in my darkest moment, it was that pink, Natsu’s pink, his flame, which saved me from the pit of darkness. Even though I was alone with none of my friends near me, I would never give in.

“ Oh so you still refuse to give me that delightful sound of your scream. Well we will see how strong you are after I turn it up a notch with my Lightening-Iron dragonslayer mode!” He bellowed as lightening appeared out of no where and began to swirl around his body.

I was about to scoot away when two sets of iron chains wrapped around my arms and my legs.

“Lightening chains connect and charge!” Gajeel hollered as the lightening that was surrounding his body raced down the chains and entered my body. I cannot even begin to describe the pain that I felt. It was as if every cell in my body was bursting at the same time. It felt as if my skin was going to burn to a crisp and millions of bees were stinging me at the same time. I tried to hold in my pain by biting my tongue so hard that blood began to trickle down the sides of my lips. I was not as strong as I thought I was. I was weak. I began to feel as if Fairy Tail would never come and that the mark on my hand was only a symbol of happiness which I would never know. Gajeel had broken my spirit. My heart broke and I let out a scream, filled with the pain of ten years of torture. I was lost and alone with a monster who held in his hands both lightening and iron. I was a caged bird who had her wings plucked, never to fly again.