#I also am sick of these fucking GI articles

[skiitter]

If we don’t get a dragon age release date at SDCC I’m fully on the “it’s getting delayed” train. The fact that pre-orders aren’t even available, ESPECIALLY with EA at the helm, is really fucking weird. These game informer articles have been all fluff with zero substance after the initial one and between that and the weird lack of substantial information, something’s funky.

[legends-of-nisty]

Symbiote

Fandom: Fairytail

Ship Title: Gajevy/Gale

Rating: T

A.N: Hello everyone! I have a direction for this fanfiction again so hopefully I won’t stall out on it again.

Again, please keep in mind that this is only inspired by Venom but it’s also Fairytail inspired so it’s not exactly Venom symbiote style. Hope you all still enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairytail of it’s characters. Inspiration was taken from Marvel’s Venom characters. Any similarities are because of this inspiration. All credit goes to Marvel studios and the Fairytail creators for this inspiration and the characters.

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Chapter 4

The road cracked and heaved beneath the weight of the silver man that landed absorbing the impact with his knees.

Levy, watching from within, barley felt a shock wave and yet she was still screaming. She should be dead. She should be very dead.

But we’re not dead shorty so stop fucking screamin’. Gajeel growled back at her getting rather perturbed with her constant fear and panic reactions. She had the fight or flight instinct of a chipmunk. Levy quieted though he could tell she was overwhelmed with fear.

He looked up the street hearing sirens in the distance, from Levy’s squeak in his head he could tell it meant trouble. He turned and started running the other direction. People on the sidewalk looked at him with annoyance then shock as they registered his appearance, but he blew past them, too fast for anyone to really get a good look at him.

“W-where are we going?” Levy managed to still stutter even as she was only thinking the words and not saying them. Gajeel looked up the street at the rows of building varying from apartment buildings to malls and business buildings. (All the specific information provided by Levy’s memories, though if you asked Gajeel what a mall was in that moment he’d have to do some further digging in her mind.) He stopped on a corner that was fairly quiet besides a homeless man that looked at him with nothing but casual curiosity.

You tell me shorty. We need a place to hide. He thought back to her and he could not only hear her but also feel her thinking. It was odd to describe but it seemed he could see a picture of her in his mind’s eye despite her actual physical form being within him. She was doing a focused expression and her bottom lip pouted ever so slightly.

It was cute he decided and instantly regretted making that decision in that moment as it flustered her out of her thinking state.

“What?” She said, again, her image in his mind becoming red with blush.

Where are we going shrimp? He thought back impatiently and she nodded after a moment in his head attempting to become more focused.

Places flashed behind his eyes all followed by an explanation.

“We can go to Lucy’s place. She might be able to hide us. I don’t know if they’ll have it under watch though.” She said quickly unsure but Gajeel was already running with speed that couldn’t be matched by the average human, dodging between people with surprising agility as he followed the map from Levy’s memories that led to this Lucy person’s house.

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When they were a block away Gajeel melted back into Levy’s skin allowing her full control of her body again. As soon as his goo reseeded she leaned up against the wall dizzy and needing to take a breath despite that breath being filled with smoggy smelly alleyway air.

“Hurry up there shrimp, we still got people lookin for us and your hair stands.” Gajeel urged impatiently in her head and she took another deep breath and nodded. 

She peaked her head out the corner but their pursuers weren’t anywhere that she could see. Random people walking by didn’t bother to look at her and if they did it was with disinterest, as if they just happened to catch a glimpse of blue and there eyes were drawn to it and nothing more.

Levy moved into the flow of people walking heading closer to Lucy’s house. She hoped this wouldn’t be a bad idea, that it wouldn’t be under supervision already or worse…

Maybe they were already there and had hauled Lucy away for questioning. Maybe she had resisted not wanting to talk to save her friend and they were torturing her and maybe the torture was so bad but she still wouldn’t give up anything and they killed her and this would still all be-

“You’re gonna make me sick if you keep thinkin this fast.” Gajeel said in her head interrupting her thoughts.

Ya well I’m panicked and you’re not helping the situation. She snapped back at Gajeel and she could feel his surprise. That was the closest thing to aggression that she had shown since he’d joined her.

‘Joined’ Levy laughed in her head as she crossed the street. As if you didn’t just invade my body like a damn parasite! She said getting very cross with him. Gajeel snorted at the word cross then spoke up.

“Yer surprisingly feisty when yer angry aren’t ya.” He shook his head and just as he could see an image of her when he was on the outside, she could see an image of him.

She huffed not wanting to continue arguing but it was hard not to be at some type of understanding when the thing she was arguing with was also in her head.

“Symbiote. I ain’t a thing.” He said with annoyance in his voice.

And ain’t isn’t a proper word. She huffed angrily and a stranger walking by eyed her but moved on with his day forgetting about it.

I swear you talk like a child! Levy said back hotly, her face was flushed red like it would be if she was arguing outwardly only there was no one in front of her and the words were still in her head.

Gajeel didn’t say anything to that, in fact he was trying not to say or do anything at all because he was surprised at the amount of energy his little host had. How much spunk she could muster. He took a moment to again search her memories, looking at them with scrutiny but also speed.

She was a reporter for a online news site. She didn’t appear in any videos there but her name was on many articles and found footage style of videos.

Perhaps his little host was not as much of a coward as he thought.

“I am not a coward!” She said out loud with indignation and blushed quickly looking around, grateful when no one heard it.

I am not a coward. She repeated in her head a bit more calm but still very displeased at the accusation. I’m afraid yes but I am no coward. I’m not used to being hijacked by an alien and on the run from people that want to kill me. I have been in many high risk situations before but I’d had time to prepare for them mentally and physically.

She approached the apartment building that Lucy lived in and punched in the code to get the lobby door to open.

I had no time to prepare for having a passenger in my body. She continued as she went to the elevator and pushed the call button. I was ready for a vial of Ebola or smallpox or something to be behind that restricted door not a goddamn alien parasite!

The elevator bell chimed as if to punctuate her point and she stormed into an elevator as if walking away from an argument. Gajeel, smartly, stayed quiet in her head as she hit the number and the doors closed. Levy simmered as they elevator climbed and she thought nothing, only felt angry.

They reached the fifth floor and Levy got out of the elevator and walked down the hallway towards Lucy’s room.

“Sorry.” He said quietly in her head and that caused her to stop in her tracks.

What? She asked even though it had been in her head maybe she hadn’t heard it quite clearly.

“I said i’m sorry.” Gajeel repeated with sincerity and if not a bit of embarrassment, like a child doing the right thing but afraid it may make him look uncool.

“I didn’t ask if it was okay ta make ya my host and i guess that’s wrong” He said feeling guilty and letting her know of the feeling “but it’d be nice if you’d let me stay because everyone else hasn’t matched with me and I don’t feel like dyin” He finished and Levy considered it for a moment and sighed aloud in the hallway.

I’m sorry too. You’re just trying to stay alive like every other living thing. She said her anger fizzing out. and you did save my life twice, once by getting us out of the lab, which I’m assuming was you because I don’t remember. He nodded in confirmation as she continued. And again at my apartment so yes, you have my permission to stay.

She smiled a bit feeling the slightest relief from Gajeel and knowing he was concealing most of it from her somehow.

One thing we need though is ground rules though. She said starting to walk again and she could feel Gajeel’s agreement but he didn’t speak up not wanting to cut her off and make her angry again.

Ground rule number one: stop calling me names. My name is Levy. Ground rule number two. I’ll stop screaming as much as I can because I know that bothers you. Ground rule number three. You have to ask before you take control. Ground rule number four… umm…

Her thoughts seemed to run dry on rules for the moment and Gajeel took this opportunity to speak up.

“Sure ta all of em but number one. I like callin ya shorty and shrimp. Gi hi hi.” He laughed in her head and she blushed a bit but more in annoyance.

No, if you call me shorty I’ll keep calling you goo. She countered and she could feel him shrug in her head as she knocked on Lucy’s door.

“Fair trade if ya ask me.” Levy had no rebuttal to that and bit her lip irritated by the situation.

She heard the locks disengage on the door and it pulled open quickly.

“Oh thank God you’re okay!”  Lucy said rushing to give Levy a hug.

“Is that Levy?” A voice she recognized shouted from inside the apartment and Levy groaned inwardly.

“What? What’s wrong?” Gajeel asked curiously not sensing a threat.

Levy plastered a smile on her face as a man with orange hair that was tied back behind his head, rushed to the door and hugged both her and Lucy.

My ex-boyfriend. Levy thought back to Gajeel and he quickly went to work searching her memories of the man that was rubbing their shared back, making them both feel awkward. Well more Levy feel awkward. 

Gajeel was starting to feel enraged as he went through the memories of the man and how the relationship had ended on a positive note as far as Levy was concerned but was followed by a relentless string of messages, calls, visits, cards. The list went on as he kept finding more memories of Levy’s care for the man fading and becoming more annoyance at a friend. She had never been afraid of him but the dude was being creepy as far as Gajeel was concerned.

Stop it. He’s still my friend even if he’s a bit…. Umm she struggled again for the word.

“Stalker-ish?” Gajeel provided

Clingy. Levy finished as did the hug.

“Come inside!” Lucy said pulling her into the apartment and closing the door.

“What happened?” The man that Levy and now Gajeel knew as Jet asked looking worried. 

“I went to the apartment as soon as I saw the footage but they wouldn’t let me in. You’re whole floor was sectioned off.” He said with a hand rubbing her back, still there from the hug. Levy did her best to shift away from it but the entrance way was small and she was stuck with the uncomfortable touch.

“No ya ain’t” Gajeel said and Jet pulled his hand suddenly with a wince.

“What’s on your shirt?” He asked looking at his hand though it was not visibly injured.

“Nothing.” Levy said feigning ignorance though she knew it was her body-mate's doing. She didn’t know if she should be annoyed or grateful.

“Never mind that. Tell us what happened.” Lucy said before Levy could decided. Lucy took her hand leading her over to the couch and sitting her down. She mouthed the word ‘sorry’ to her glancing at Jet when he wasn’t looking. It would seem Jet had shown up on his own and Lucy hadn’t gotten rid of him yet before she showed up.

Lucy held onto her hand giving it a gentle squeeze after they had sat down on the two person couch facing each other. Jet was forced to pull over a footstool to sit on if he wanted to be close to the conversation.

“Well I-” Levy started but didn’t get more than the two words out before she started coughing. She quickly pulled her hands up to her mouth to cover it. She felt Gajeel become oddly still within her body and mind.

What is it? She asked even as she was still coughing. Gajeel said nothing and when Levy stopped coughing and pulled her hand away she instantly mirrored Gajeel’s frozen state.

Her hand was spattered with blood.

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A.N. Thank you for reading! I hope you all enjoyed! If you have any questions or comments about me, this fanfic, or another one I wrote feel free to send me a message or an ask. I’m always welcome to comments and feedback.

Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon as I now have an idea for where this story is going.

Again thank you all so much for reading and I hope to see you all in the next fanfic! :)