Gakuen Alice does not belong to me . . .

Prologue

Blood, so much blood; the plain wall was spatters with the thick red substances as the carpets soak up the rest yet it was still warm. Cover from head to toe, the boy with raven locks and crimson orbs look into the eyes of the murder that had just killed his parents. Not one emotion made it to the man's face as he committed such an evil crime yet the eerie aura surrounded him was enough to suffocate the boy.

He submitted to his fate for escape was inevitably impossible; however a cry awoke his senses. All attention was now focusing on a little girl, his sister. The boy yell for her to get away but it was too late. The man lunges for her only to tackle by her brother; however, it was meaningless as the man kick him in the guts. Falling a good ten feet away, his sister was now defenseless. She slowly back away, only to stumble over an unknown object.

The boy tried to reach for her in his condition; he already saw his parents die before him and he was not going to watch his only family die in front of him again. Then something unexpected happened; in the mist of all this, a flame erupted from his sister and engulfed everything in sight. That was the last time he saw his sister.

Everything happens so fast that he can hardly acknowledge it but he had no time to grieve because that man had survived. Had his family's sacrifice been in vain? His parents threw themselves to protect him and now his sister life in exchange for him to escape, to live.

The night was long and dark without any trace of the moon. Panting noise echoes throughout the dark as flickers of light showed the way. The boy races across the fields and into the deep mountains in search of hiding; however, following closely behind was the man of terrifying aura. Trapped, the boy fought to survive, still cover in the blood of his parents. In the mist of his rage, much stronger flame burst from nowhere; burning everything and anything it touches to ashes. It spread into the open field and into the forest like wildfire. As dawn approaches, the flame began to weaken but the boy was nowhere to be seen.

A smile graces his lips, he was successful, and now he lives. Located deep within the mountain, the boy rests within the shade from his turmoil until bits and pieces of rocks and dirt attracted his attention. Above him was a deadly fire dragon, a powerful creature with a full body red coating of armor able to with stand the strongest attacks, it roar and swing its mighty tail at him. The boy somersaulted out the way from harm's way; although, he was freaking piss off. Was he a magnet for disaster? That he didn't know but if whatever tried to attack him; he beat it into a bloody pulp!

Flames of wrath came forth again, its force was overpowering and demanding; cloaking him in an image of frighten power. Every step he took, the dragon move back knowing that it has finally met his match. The mystifying beast drops its head and lowers its tail as it resumes a submissive pose. Now face to face, the dragon close its eye to receive its judgment instead it felt a sensation of a small hand on his head. The boy devoted of all emotion look at the dragon. Such a simple act made the dragon snuggle closer, protectively around its new master. Its life was now his to do as he wished. Exhausted, the terrifying flame evaporated as the boy lean on to the dragon for support, his conscious slowly blacking out.

Such an incredible feat was not unknown for there were witnesses. Huge creatures appeared form the shadows and stalk closer to the boy. All he saw was an overcastting shadow before everything went dark. Warm and the sound of a heart beat. . . Was he hearing thing? Cracking an eye open, he saw the back of a very strange creature but his world was soon engulfed in darkness as he drift back to sleep.

This time the boy opens his eyes to see the dragon he saw earlier when they were tooth to tooth causing him to jerk forward. Pain erupted from his torso as he ignores the pain. Funny how he didn't even notice that hundreds of eyes lay upon him until one spoke to him.

"Human, king," a huge humanoid like said as it being knelt down towards him in submission. That's when the boy looks around him only to be surrounded by hundreds of Blood Ogres. Blood Ogres are territorial and extremely aggressive, they attack anyone on sight. The boy dreaded over the worst case scenario until the creature spoke "human, name?"

The boy narrowed his eye cautiously and whispers "Natsume."

The creature bow and said "Natsume King!" and suddenly every single Blood Ogres bow before him. Was fate playing with him because he was tried, surprise, sad, and angry all at the same time. He had lost everything; however, he has gained something else instead. Although he was frustrated, his face show no hint of discomfort yet he got up and said "do whatever you want," and slowly walk away with an army at his wake.

AN: Well I've redone the Prologue because it lacks detail but I will rewrite the rest of it soon. Just so everyone knows, this happen to Natsume when he was five but he'll meet Mikan at age ten. I'm trying to relate some of the story line into my fanfic so deal with me. . . Please review, your ideas may be helpful . . . thank you for viewing!