A Dangerous Love{GaLe}

Chapter 11

Gajeel P.O.V

We entered the manor and everything went silent as everyone saw us. I walked up to the master, trying not to limp. We stared at each other, not needing to say a word.

"Go get patched up. Then we will make a plan." I nodded and eased to the infirmary with Natsu and Lucy. Once there, Wendy rushed to Lucy and helped her into a bed. Someone in the corner caught my eye. I looked at him,"What the hell are you doing here old man?"

He grinned at me."Is that any way to great your dear old dad?" "Hell yes it is." I grumbled. My dad looked just like me, or, should I say, I looked like him. He had long black hair that he had braided back and similar piercings. Though he only had them over one eye and one in his nose. We shared the same crimson eyes.

He walked over to me as I sat down. "What are you doing here? Arnt you supposed to be the undergrounds doctor?" I asked. He sat beside me and started working on my bullet wounds.

"Gramps asked for my help, I couldn't say no." he simply said. I winced as he pulled the first bullet out of my shoulder. Once he was done and I was wrapped up I stood and headed back downstairs.

Markarov had gathered every able bodied member in the bar area. They were loading up with ammo and weaponry. Bullet proof vests were being passed around and I grabbed one, buckling it on.

This was war.

Levy P.O.V

I woke up to a sudden sting in my cheek. Someone had slapped me. I opened my eyes but everything was still dark,'No glasses. Great.'

"Good morning little mouse." A mans voice said. I gritted my teeth. "Jellal." I growled. I went to move my arms but they were tied behind my chair. My side aches but the bleeding had stopped. My legs were tied to the chair legs and I was missing my gun.

"I sure have missed you little mouse. You and your pretty screams." he cooed. My stomach turned and be burned my throat. This man made me sick. He tortured for the sheer fun of it, he could just easily kill me, but I knew he wouldnt. He would make me suffer.

"Shall we just skip to the chase?" he asked sweetly. I glared in the direction of his voice.

Then I felt it.

A very familiar burning sensation on my arm. He had pressed a red hot iron bar into my skin. I screamed and tried to flinch away from it. He pressed on and the smell of my burning skin made me sick.

He quickly removed it, pulling skin, only to make another line below the first. I screamed again and tried to get free. My thrashing broke one of my leg restraints. I kicked at him hard, sending him staggering back. I tried to focus on getting my other leg free instead of the pain in my arm.

A new pain.

I screamed as he stabbed my leg, straight through my thigh so I was pinned to the chair. I doubled over as the red hot iron made contact with my side wound and I screamed again.

My body was convulsing uncontrollably with all of the pain. I felt like I was gonna be sick. I almost didn't feel it as he dragged a blade down the back of my non burned arm. I felt consciousness slipping away from me.

I tried to focus on other things beside the pain. Books with Lucy, guns with Bisca. Gajeel. My thoughts turned to Gajeel and I clung to them for dear life.