They had never been seen. Nor heard. Their black discs were suspended in the air by what seemed to be some invisible wires. Occasionally a light flickered on he bottom and with it came a rampage from the unsuspecting bellow.

There were four locations. One spread across the boarder of Wyoming and Colorado casting a great shadow over the northern part of the Colorado Rockies.

The second one hung motionless over Brazil spanning from Brasilia all the way to the coast.

The third one spread over the boarder of Ukraine and Russia, creating panic and conflict.

The fourth one had placed itself over Israel, barely skimming the Gulf of Aqaba.

At first the world reacted in mayhem. While the government began making preparations for the end of the world, and the military began strengthening their forces, people created bunkers and sheds for the apocalypse that believed they needed to survive.

After a month of sitting under the floating shadows, things began to change. Weapons were turned on each other and the world fell into deeper chaos. A war between the boarder of Ukraine and Russia broke out, each country hoping to move the thing out of their country's boarders and into the next. Tourism in Brazil decreased dramatically and the people began to face a poverty lower then it had already been, as the economy dropped. Israel's internal conflict increased tenfold as religions fought on which god was angry. But America sat seemingly silent. As we prepared for an attack, the rest of the world tore itself apart.

Three months after they appeared, a draft was put into place and men an women over the age of 18 and under the age of 40 were torn from their homes in order to begin training. As the weeks went on the ages became younger and younger. The draft went from 17 through 30 to 13 through 20 within a month. The government was creating an army. Carving their pawns. Ensuring their victory. By the time I had turned twelve the draft started at age 10 and ended at age 18. They were aiming for the future, and we were the future.

I remember mother hating it. Hating the military for creating such young draft ages. Hating the government for staying silent and not helping with the war torn world erupting around us. Father said it was for the best. He said we were going to survive and in the end we would be left standing. Mother said that was the thinking of a Neo-natzi.

We were a well off family from old money, so mother and father had high hopes of me avoiding the draft. I knew that wasn't how it worked. It was inevitable.

For a year I sat feeling too much like an animal at the zoo, being watched from above and having nothing to do about it.

The next year tests were put into place at school to allow the government to observe our mental ability. They were mostly math and science based and involved many probability and common sense questions. This created a fine line between drafted and chosen. The men and women older then 20 who had been drafted years previous were released and those who were older then 18 trained to be commanders. Children who scored in the higher percentile on the tests were chosen to be trained and move into the higher ranks while the random few were still drafted.

I had just turned fourteen when I was drafted.

Mother cried.

Father said he would be proud that his only child would be serving even if it was only in the lower ranks.

I think I took the news in a peculiar way considering my age. I stood in the mirror and stared at my reflection. My smoldering eyes and carefully curving nose. My strong and usually passionate mouth and hard set jaw. I knew it was never going to be like this again. My hair combed neatly and my clothes freshly washed. Oddly, I never thought this suited me. I smirked defiantly at the reflection in the mirror.

Lucy Heartfilia never conformed to rules.

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I hope you liked it! I know it's a lot of background but it's all very very important and it gets much better in later chapters. I'm looking for a beta reader so if anyone is interesting hit me up! Also what did you guys think of my description of Lucy? I wanted to make it seem like it was Natsu throughout the whole thing did I do it? Idk leave me comment and tell me! Thanks for reading beautiful people!