In Magnolia hospital, a very old woman was lying in her hospital bed, her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. The beeping of her breathing was steady. There was a terrible storm raging outside the window. Another woman, who seems to be around 30 years old, was sitting on a couch in front of her bed with her legs pulled together to her chest, she had long blonde hair tied into a ponytail and onyx eyes. The old woman slowly opened her brown eyes and stared at the younger one.

" What are you looking at, Grandine? " she asked in a weak voice.

The woman, Grandine, answered while looking out the window " The wind, mom. " She yawned and stretched her arms. " They say a hurricane is coming. " She stood up and walked to her mother's bedside.

" I feel like I'm on a boat... drifting. " The old lady said in pain.

Grandine kneed beside her bed and took her hand in her own. " Can I do anything for you, mom? Make anything easier? "

" Oh, sugar. There's nothing left to do. " Grandine's mother said with her eyes closed. " It is what it is. " She suddenly started scratching herself and tried to sit up but another woman with short black hair stopped her.

" There there Miss Lucy. You're going to scratch yourself to ribbons. " She said softly and gently pushed the old woman back to the bed.

Grandine caressed her head as the other woman walked away to sit in a chair near the window.

" Do you want anymore medication, mom? The doctor said you can have as much as you want. " She watched as her mother breathed heavily.

Grandine looked away and thoughtful. She then looked back at her mother and gently took her hand in her own. " Hey uh... a friend told me that she never had the chance to say goodbye to her mother... I want it to... " She hesitated.

Lucy sensed her hesitation and told her to go on.

" I want it to tell you that I'm going to miss you so much, mom. " Grandine finally said as tears formed in her eyes, she leaned towards her mother and gently hugged her. Lucy raised one of her arms to hug back. The hug lasted for a few seconds before Grandine pulled back.

" You're afraid. "

" I'm curious... " she said in a quiet and weak voice. " ...what comes next. " She stared at her daughter. " A giant clock was built back in 1918, a man... his name was Johnathan Heinrich. He was a blind clockmaker, who built the clock for Grand Central Terminal in Magnolia. He was married to Mia, a beautiful woman, who worked at a bar as a bartender and they had a son. " Naomi looked interested. " When their son was old enough, he joined the army. They've prayed God to keep him out of harm's way. Four months, he did nothing but work on that clock. One day, a letter came. Mr. Heinrich, done for the night, went all alone to bed. And their son came home. They buried him in the family plot where he would be with them when their time came. Mr. Heinrich worked on his clock, laboring to finish. The reveal of the clock was a major event with President Theodore Hopkins. When the clock was unveiled, the second hand turned counterclockwise and the clock was measuring time backwards. The crowd was shocked and the clockmaker said... "

' I've made it that way. So that we'll have the boys that we've lost in the war by stand and come home again. Home to fall, work, have children, to live long full lives. Perhaps if my own son could come again. I'm sorry though I offended anybody. I hope you enjoy my clock. '

" Mr. Heinrich was never seen again. Some say he died, a broken heart. Some say he went to sea. " Lucy finished. Grandine stared at her for a long time before the other young woman said that she needed to make a call and Grandine let her.

Lucy raised her arm a little and pointed to a brown suitcase. Grandine understood what she wanted to say and went to the couch where the suitcase lied. Lucy told her that there was a diary inside it and Grandine found it and picked it. It looked like a journal. She asked her mother if this was the diary.

Grandine walked back to her bedside. " Could you... read it to me, dear? " Lucy pleaded her daughter.

" So it's this what you wanna do. " Grandine opened the diary on the first page and found letters and photographs attached to it. She went through some pages before she stopped at a single one. From there she began to read.

" This is dated, the April 4th 1985. ' This is my last will and testament. I don't have much to live, a few possessions, no money really. I will go out of this world the same way I came in. Alone and with nothing. All I have is my story, and I'm writing it now, when I still remember it. My name is Natsu, Natsu Dragneel, and I was born under unusual circumstances... "

Magnolia, 1918

Throughout the streets of Magnolia, Fiore, people were flooding the streets in celebration when the 1st World War ended. There were fireworks, music and people were dancing, laughing, drinking. A young man, however, was rushing home to check on his wife who was going to give birth to their first child. The man kept running as fast as he can to his home. When he finally made it, he opened the front door and ran upstairs to their bedroom. Once inside, he saw his wife lying on their bed and his newborn, along with two maids and the doctor, but soon he saw that Grandine was bleeding. He heard someone else enter the room, so he turned and saw a priest.

" What are you doing here? " The young man said.

The doctor walked towards the young man, taking off his glasses. " Igneel. It's Grandine. She's going to die. " he said in a serious voice.

Igneel, not believing a single word of what the doctor said, said " No. No, I want all of you out! Get away from her! " He ran to Grandine's side, the maids quickly walking away from them, and took her hand in his. He looked at her, her face was pale as a ghost and she was sweating and breathing heavily.

" I'm here. I came as soon as I could. The streets were wild. The war is over, Grandine. " Igneel said and looked at Grandine with lovely eyes.

Grandine looked at him and whispered " Promise me Igneel... he'll have a place. "

Ignel was confused before saying " I... I promise. "

With that, Grandine's eyes became lifeless as her breathing stopped and she died.

A cry was heard and Igneel walked to the baby bed where their baby boy was lying wrapped around a blanket. One of the maids tried to stop him but he pushed her away gently before leaning in to look at his baby. He reached a hand out to lift the blanket so that he can see his son for the first time. What he saw made him gasp in horror. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He stared at the baby for a few moments before taking it in his arms quickly dashing out of the bedroom and out of the house, ignoring the doctor calling his name or asking where he was going.

Igneel continued running as far away as he can from their home with the baby crying wildly. He didn't care if he bumped into people, and he didn't even apologized. After a few more minutes of running, he stopped at the banks of the river. Igneel thought of throwing the baby into the river when he saw someone walking around with a street lamp in his hand. He seems to be from the police since he was wearing a police uniform.

When the policeman noticed him, he shouted " Hey! What are you doing there?! " He would've sworn he heard a cry of a baby. " What are you hiding?! "

Igneel only looked around before immediately running away from the policeman. The policeman started running after him, while blowing a whistle. Igneel kept running away as fast as his legs could hold on with the policeman chasing him. Igneel was good feet far away from him and quickly turned right. The policeman stopped once he noticed that the man with the baby was nowhere to be found.

Igneel soon started walking faster and soon stopped fully to take a deep breath and found himself stopping at a porch of a large house. Igneel walked towards the house, but stopped when he heard voices coming out of the house. He quickly but quietly placed the baby on the last step of the stairs where they lead up towards the front door. He also placed a letter with money that he has with the baby and stood up.

He was about to walk away when he heard the front door opening. He quickly hide somewhere behind a big tree, hoping that he will not be noticed.

When the front door of the house opened, out came two people, a man and a woman. The man had long black hair, some of his bangs were covering his right eye and black eyes. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath the black jacket along with a black tie. He also held a black hat in his hands. The woman had long green hair and purple eyes. She was wearing a simple purple dress with long sleeves that reached her knees.

" You look beautiful tonight, Bisca. " the man said staring lovingly at the woman. " Beautiful as always. "

The woman, named Bisca, blushed and smiled. " Thanks Alzack. "

The man, named Alzack, took her hand in his and looked at her up and down. " That dress matches your eyes perfectly. " he smirked.

Bisca blushed furiously and lightly hit Alzack's arm with her free hand. " Oh, hush, you're making me blush. " Alzack only chuckled.

Igneel quietly starts walking away from them and away from the house where he left his son, taking one last glance at the house before looking back in front, he continued walking back to his house.

Soon he looked at her seriously. " Jet's back in town. You were happy when you saw him and you couldn't stop talking about him all day. Same with him. " he looked down, not wanting Bisca to look at his sad face.

Bisca noticed the hurt in his voice when he said that and raised her hand up to cup his cheek and forced him to look at her in the eyes. " Al, look at me. What happened between me and Jet was over a long time ago. We're only friends now. I don't feel anything towards Jet and neither those he towards me. I'm with you and I'll always be with you. I'll never leave you. I love you, Alzack. " Bisca said to him truthfully and smiled.

Alzack smiled back and placed his hand on top of hers. " I love you too, Bisca, so much. " The two leaned in and shared a passionate kiss. They pulled back and Alzack pulled Bisca towards him as he walked down the stairs. He didn't even notice he was close to the last step where the baby lies. When he reached the last step, he jumped out of shock and surprise, pulling Bisca along with him as the baby he tripped on started crying wildly. They were both shocked to see it. What is a poor baby doing here? Did someone left him? If it's true then why would they do that? Bisca took a step towards the baby and reached a hand out to lift the blanket so they can see the baby's face. What they saw made them both gasp in horror. Bisca put both her hands over mouth, not believing her eyes what they were seeing. Alzack had the same expression as he too couldn't believe what he was looking at. This baby was no healthy one.

This baby looked old and wrinkled.

This is another story I decided to make, this time a romantic story! So tell me what you think of the story and tell me if I should continue, please, thank you~!