Metallica's POV:

I hung limply from the chains attached to the ceiling. 

The cloaked men circled me as I stared at my bare feet. 

Their annoying chuckles irritated me, and I snapped my head up to look at them. They leaped back in surprise, then growled at me. I merely smirked. 

"Why do you have such confidence when you're the one who's locked up in chains?" One of them stalked towards me, their eyes hidden by the fabric hanging over. 

"Why do you have to be so damn annoying? I guess we'll never know," I spat smugly, then he whipped out a dagger and shoved it into my arm. Thankfully, my skin is as tough as iron, so it didn't get far. I winced, though, and growled at him. 

Before he could yank it out, I snatched the blade between my teeth, and chewed. It tasted pretty nasty. I swallowed it anyway to get something in my stomach, and smiled at the frightened men. 

"Don't fuck with a Dragon Slayer," I growled, and they ran out of the room. I rolled my eyes, and continued my lunch. I grabbed the chains wrapped out my arms into my mouth, and began eating. These chains were extremely tasty! 

"You stupid lizard! Quit eating my chains!" Suddenly, a rough hand made contact with my cheek, and I was forced to stop chewing the metal. I gulped down what was left in my mouth, and burped in his face. 

"Revolting!" Dr. Seam bellowed, and kicked me in my stomach. I gasped, and he grabbed my chin to force me to look up at him. He had a smug grin on his face, and I oh-so badly wanted to punch it off. 

I snapped myself forward, and nipped my sharp fangs at him. He was obligated to take a step back, and almost fell to the hard, concrete floor. I laughed at his stunned expression, and held a smug grin of my own. 

He stormed back up to me and punched me in my gut again, but this time I was prepared. I hardened my stomach with iron scales, and head-butted him back. With the rest of my strength, I tore the last metal ringlet off before eating it, and repeated it with my other hand. 

Dr. Seam stood, amazed, in front of me as I ate his chains as if they were noodles. I slurped them up, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. He bared his teeth at me, before calling out to his reinforcements. 

"Hold experiment 29336 down! Do not, on any terms, release her unless I say!" 

Guards rushed into the small cell, but I was fully charged. I smirked at them, and got in a stance. Then, all of them lunged at the same time. 

~ ~ 

- Gajeel's POV: -

I sat back in my chair as I peeked over Levy's shoulder to see what she was doing. Of course, her little nose was shoved in some book. 

I crossed my arms, and huffed at her. 

"What's so interesting about paper with words on it?" I grumbled at her, and she glanced up at me once, before digging her nose back in between the pages. 

"There's different things that those pages with words on them can say, Gajeel. It's what those words form to make a sentence that's interesting," She giggled, and flipped a few pages over. I made a face at her. 

"Sorry, Shrimp. But you lost me there," I said with a roll of my eyes. Suddenly, there was a boom coming from the main floor of the guild. Lily, Levy and I exchanged a look, before bolting out of the library where we were sat. 

I threw the door open, and rushed to where Natsu and the rest were standing. 

"What the hell's goin' on?" I yelled, and Lucy pointed to the front of the guild. I looked over everyone's heads, and saw a girl with long, spiky black hair with her back to me. Her body was heaving up and down roughly, before she gained her breath. 

Then, she rushed back out of the guild, yelling,

"It's time for payback, ya Star Wars wanna-be's!" 

I couldn't hold it in. I burst out laughing with everyone else, and doubled over. 

"S-Star W-Wars wanna-be's! Oh my Mavis!" Natsu gasped out, making me laugh harder. 

When everyone calmed down, I moved to the front with Natsu, the others following. 

As soon as I got to the very front, the girl walked back in, holding her side. She pulled her hand away, and groaned when she saw her own blood. 

"Damn those lab freaks. Where the hell am I?" She then looked up to find everyone staring at her, and drifted her eyes over everyone. When she got to me, she did a double take before her eyes went wide and her mouth fell open. Then, she turned, and ran. 

"Hey! Come back!" I yelled after her as I took off. I heard everyone else following. 

"Wait!"

"Metallica!" 

~ ~ 

- Metallica's POV: (Again) - 

Shit, shit, shit! This did NOT go according to plan!

I clutched my side as I hid behind a pretty big tree. My breathing came in ragged pants, but I managed to calm it down. A little. 

I smelt them before I heard them, and waited until they were right beside my tree before leaping out. 

"Iron Sword of the Iron Dragon!" I belted out, still holding my side, and swung. My sword was met with another in a block, and I opened one eye. 

"Chill, girl!" A shirtless guy with raven hair yelled, and I glanced between Gajeel, who was blocking my Iron Sword with his, and the dude. 

"Is it even legal to strip in public? I mean, c'mon, dude! That's disgusting," I cringed, and Gajeel took that as a distraction, and swung his Iron Club. 

"There's subject 29336! Get her!" I heard more foot steps behind me, and looked back. That left me vulnerable, and Gajeel's club hit my wounded side. 

"Shit! Metta, I'm so sorry!" Gajeel apologized. I scoffed, but then let out a pained wince. 

"Calm down. I'm doped up on meds. I don't feel much!" I shouted at him, just as I was shot. In my boob. 

"Hey! That was uncalled for! Back the fuck up!" I growled at the growing cloaked army, and they cowered back. I cracked my neck, and let go of my side. I felt my blood slide down my skin, but payed no attention to it. 

"It's about time I finished this." I grinned darkly, and got in my stance. 

"Roar of the Iron Dragon!" I roared, and wiped out the whole squad of cloaked men. I staggered a bit, but caught myself. I stalked up to one of the men that was struggling to get up, and gripped his collar, lifting him into the air. He yelped in desperation to get away from me, and I smiled at him. 

"Tell Dr. Douche-bag that when I find him, he won't be alive the next minute," I whispered in the man's ear, and he frantically nodded. I dropped him, and turned back around. 

"Metallica..." Gajeel whispered, and reached out to me. My red eyes widened at the sudden sense of deja vu, but snapped out of it as I narrowed my eyes at him, and sneered. 

"No, Gajeel-san," I mocked his name slowly as I rocked my head side to side, "I'm not in a good mood right now. I just wanna get outta here, and eat. That's somethin' I haven't done in years."

His eyes widened this time, and his mouth hung open. Suddenly, I felt all of the medicines that I took on my way out run out as I continued to bleed. All of the pain came crashing down on me, and I dropped to my knees. 

"Metallica!" Gajeel yelled, and rushed to me. I snatched out of his reach, and stood back up. I staggered back a few steps, turned around, and placed one foot in front of another. But that didn't go as planned, either. Damn, this night just gets better and better, doesn't it? 

My vision went in, then out, and repeated until my eyes drooped closed, and I fell to the ground. But before I could hit it, I felt strong arms wrap around me, and pull me to their chest. Then I was out. 

~ ~ 

I woke up to a blinding light hitting my face, and I yelled at it to go away, thinking it was Dr. Seam with one of his new torture devices. 

"I don't feel like goin' in for another test, Seam! Go the hell away!" I groaned, and threw a pillow over my head. Wait, a pillow? I never got one of these...

My eyes snapped open, and I shot up straight in bed. But then, a roaring pain soared through my left side, and I screamed out. 

"Metallica! Mira, what the hell's wrong with her?" I heard Gajeel shout over my screaming. 

"I-I don't know-"

"Get it out! Shit, just get it outta me!" I screamed, and felt my shift begin. 

My fangs and nails grew longer and sharper, my skin turned to Iron, and I gradually felt myself begin to grow larger. 

I growled out, and ripped the bandage that was wrapped around my side. With one swift movement, I plunged my fingers into the wound, and cried out at the excruciating pain. 

"What the hell are you doin'? Stop, Metallica! You're gonna kill yourself!"

I ignored a frantic Gajeel, and latched onto the lacrima. I yanked it out, and stopped screaming when I felt it pass by the slit skin. I sighed, and threw the crystal down to the foot of the bed, and covered my face with my arm. My body shrunk, my skin returned, and my fangs, along with my nails, all shortened back to regular length. 

"What. The hell. Was that?" A boy with salmon colored hair gasped out, and walked towards me. I quickly sat up, and held my bloody hands out. 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't come near me just yet. It may look like it, but I need to wait 'til my enhanced strength wares off."

Gajeel looked confused, as did the others, and a redhead chick stepped forward. 

"What was that?" 

I sighed as I realized that I had to explain, and licked my fingers. They looked at me, stunned. 

"Alright. Do ya want an introduction, or a backstory? Either way, there's helluva a lotta explainin' to do," I cracked my muscles, and stood up out of the bed. I looked down, and noticed that all I had on was my undergarments, bandages only wrapped around my arms and calves. I shrugged, and continued stretching. 

I glanced over at the people, and noticed that the stripper and the pink-haired boy were staring. But not at my eyes. I felt irritation build up as their eyes rolled over my bare body. 

"Would ya stop staring? It's rude!" I snapped, and the boys' faces glowed red. Gajeel's glowed for a different reason, in anger. 

"Here, I picked out some clothes that seemed to your liking," The girl with white hair said, and handed me a pile of clothes. I slipped the strapless, burnt orange-colored shirt on, and then the vest. It kinda matched Gajeel's coat, but shorter. Next, I pulled the black short shorts on after unwrapping all of my bandages. My eyes landed on the shoulder-high fingerless gloves, and I slipped them all the way up my arm. They stopped at least 3 inches away from the top of my shoulder, and had iron implants as the trimming around my fingers and the edges. 

I glanced around for a mirror, and spotted one not too far away. My eyes widened at the sight of my hair, all wild and messed up, and combed my fingers through it. But no matter how hard I tried, it just kept falling back into my face. I looked back at the girl, and scratched the back of my head. 

"Hey, ya know if ya got anything to hold my hair back with? It's kinda annoyin'," I half smiled, and a girl with blue hair spoke up. She held a light grey, stretchy headband in her hands, and held it out for me to take. I took it, and arranged it in my hair the way I liked it. 

"Oh, here are some boots that I also picked up," The white haired girl handed me a pair of combat boots that fit my outfit perfectly, and my lips quirked up. 

"Damn, ya sure do think of everything, don't cha?" I muttered, and she laughed when she heard it. I stepped into the shoes, and laced them up. (A/N: If you didn't understand any of this, it's just the picture of her at the top.)

Finally, when I was done, I glanced back up at everyone. I forced a smile, and waved, my other hand placed on my hip.

"Yo. Ya want that introduction now?"