Started a new fanfic, I hope you guys like this one. I planned ahead, so hopefully, there'll be no writer's block getting in the way. This chapter is short, but there will be normal sized chapters next. Enjoy!~

"Do you have to go?" Lucy asked her husband anxiously, creasing her delicate eyebrows.

"It might be really Igneel this time. I can't let even one chance escape."

"You're not taking Happy with you?"

"Nashi seems to really like him." Natsu laughed, a sound that brought comfort so many times to her in the past. Indeed, their daughter was curled up in her bed, hugging Happy, who was fast asleep.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Natsu kissed her on the forehead gently. Heaving his bag over his shoulder, he walked away from their home, waving goodbye without looking back.

Hi. My name is Nashi Dragneel, and I'm a Second Fire Dragon Slayer. I have a pink Fairy Tail stamp on my left hand. I'm 15 years old, and I live with my mom and our cat, Happy. My mom says I act like my dad. He left us 9 years ago, presumably in search of his dad, a dragon. I told her I'm too old to believe in Fairy Tales, but she promises its all true.

I don't remember him much, seeing that I was 6 years old at the time. What I do remember, is my mom crying and worrying because he didn't come back, not even after a week.

Slowly, the weeks turned into months, and then years. The guild we are in, Fairy Tail, supported her in the dreadful first weeks. My dad is thought to be dead.

I don't think so. If he's half the mage people told me he is, he'll come back. Someday. But, you see, I can't wait around for someday.

I'll find him myself.

Quietly, I tiptoed down to the living room, leaving a sealed letter directly on the coffee table, where no one can possibly miss it. I know the words by heart, after rewriting it a dozen times.

Mom,

I've left to go find Dad. Please don't worry about me. I'm sorry I didn't tell you in person, but I figured you wouldn't let me go if I told you beforehand. I won't be like Dad, I'll be back. After all, I have a good luck charm, don't I?

Love,

Nashi

I could feel tears pooling at the corners of my eyes at the prospect of leaving home. Wiping them away, I grabbed my supply bag and walked out the front door.