Welcome to Fiore, home of magic and beasts, witches and werewolves, kings and queens. Many kingdoms exist, and live together in harmony… for the most part. This is a story of two kingdoms at war and the birth of two lovers, who have opposite lives. They will face many hardships, and fight many obstacles to save their love. This, my readers, is their story.

"It's a girl!" A nurse said handing a swaddled baby to a blonde woman. This 'blonde woman' was the queen of Magnolia. Her name was Layla Heartfilia, and she was currently on her deathbed. You see, Layla had a condition known as hemophilia, and this is where your blood doesn't clot, and is pretty much deadly at child birth. Layla was bleeding out but held her child with joy.

"Hello little Lucy. I am Layla, your mother... Your father... couldn't be here, but he loves you very much... H-he wanted a boy, but he will cherish every other moment with you... I-I won't be here f-for very long... You are d-different... You have s-special blood... Good luck... Lucy..."

The line went flat on the hospital screen and nurses rushed to the queen. They worked on her as hard as they could but she was bleeding too much. Layla Heartfilia, was dead.

Not too far away on the same day, was the kingdom of Barsely, home of the Werewolves.

"It's a boy!" A nurse said handing a baby boy to his mother's arms. This woman was the queen of Barsley and had white hair and ears along with a white tail to match. The man standing next to her smiled with tears in his eyes. He had red hair and ears and a red tail as well."Oh! he is so cute Grandeeney!!!" he said a bit too loudly. Grandeeney slapped him. "Oh shut up, you will wake him Igneel!"

She dropped the glare and watched dreamily at the child as he opened his eyes for the first time. He was a werewolf as well, and was a perfect blend of his parents. He had pink hair and onyx eyes that were looking curiously around the room. Igneel smiled and stuck his hand out toward the baby. "I wonder what magic he uses..."

Let me explain. Each werewolf had a specific element that they could wield, and Igneel was a fire werewolf, while Grandeeney was a sky werewolf. You could be any element, and usually only families shared magic. It was rare to find complete strangers who had the same element magic.

"He is probably a sky werewo- IGNEEL PUT OUT THAT FLAME RIGHT NOW!" she yelled as his finger was aflame dangerously close to the baby. "Aw, but he likes it," Igneel whispered as he saw how the pink haired werewolf stretched his arm to reach the flame. The baby started laughing and then sneezed, his own hand lighting on fire.

He was started by the sudden light and the flame extinguished from the little hand and the baby cried loudly. Grandeeney sighed and Igneel put out the flame. "He has fire magic? Oh my little boy!" Igneel said his voice very high, since he was crying. Now she was going to have TWO fire boys running around, but she smiled thinking about it. Igneel was crying in the corner, happy for his son, and Grandeeney touched his pink ears. "Oh my little prince Natsu Dragneel..."

Both were royalty, but they were going to have very diferent lives for the next ten years. Lucy will live in a world of misery, while Natsu surrounded by those he loves... That is- until they meet.

Alright Guys! It's me with another story, and I am really enjoying this one! I am only 15, but these are something I enjoy writing to all of you guys and summer is coming up, so I can write a ton! Alright hope you guys enjoy the story and review! It helps motivate me lol...