Crimzon: I wouldn't really call this a song-fic, but what I will say is that it's a short fanfic (maybe a few chapters long, or a little longer). I got this idea listening to the song Turn Loose the Mermaids by Nightwish. I freakin love that song! I don't want to give too much away, but a character (who shall remain nameless for the time being) sings this song in random parts. Why she sings this will remain a mystery until it's explained in future chapters. Also, there is one other song by Nightwish called I Want My Tears Back which also had some involvement with this story, but those lyrics will not be mentioned . . . but if you listen to it, tell me the instrumental reminds you of Fairy Tail! Lol, anywho, here's the first chapter! I DO NOT OWN FAIRY TAIL OR THE SONG BY NIGHTWISH! . . . ALSO REVIEW! . . . please :D

PS: This is set after the 7 years, before the magic tournament stuff . . . in case anyone was wondering

~Turn Loose The Mermaids~

~General POV~

"Ugh," sighed Lucy as she slumped down in one of the bar stools at Fairy tail guild. She had just come back from a job with Natsu. It's obvious from the look on her face that it didn't go well.

"Welcome back, Lucy," greeted Mirajane. She walked over with an old dish rag and started wiping down the counter top. Lucy sighed in response and slouched over, spreading her arms across the counter. "Oh dear, what happened?" she asked sympathetically.

"Natsu kind of went a little over board," stated Lucy in a glum tone.

"And by 'a little,' you mean . . ."

"He managed to blow up an entire block while trying to chase down the guys we were supposed to catch. We caught them, but the damages were so extensive, we had to give up most of the reward money to pay for it," she sobbed.

"Ne, Luuuuuucy!" Happy floated over with a starved expression on his face.

"What is it, Happy?"

"I want fiiiiiiish!" he whined.

Lucy didn't bother with a response. Instead she turned in her seat and leaned against the counter. She looked around the now tiny guild, not really paying much attention to anything. It's when her eyes landed on a certain Dragon Slayer that she started paying attention. Natsu sat at one of the tables with his head resting on his arms. He sleeps as if he hasn't a care in the world! She thought. As quickly as that thought came, it was gone. The expression on his face was calm, like that of a sleeping child. He almost seemed cute.

"Poor Natsu," mumbled Happy. Lucy looked over at the blue Exceed while he chewed away at a half eaten fish.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Natsu hasn't been getting much sleep lately," he stated.

"Why? Is he OK?" she asked, sudden;y feeling concern for her nakama.

"He keeps having nightmares," he stated through another mouthful of fish. Lucy turned back to look at the Dragon Slayer and wondered, what kind of nightmare can scare Natsu?

"Sometimes he wakes up yelling out Igneel's name," added Happy. Lucy then understood. Natsu has spent most of his life trying to find his foster father, a dragon names Igneel. Lucy suddenly felt bad for her earlier thoughts. He does have worries, like trying to find Igneel. That left Lucy with another question.

"I wonder what he's dreaming about now?"

~With Natsu~

Natsu was tired. The fact that he couldn't sleep was irritating enough, but to actually fall asleep while chasing down some thieves pissed him off. According to Lucy, he somehow fell asleep while chasing them and managed to cause a lot of damage to the city. In the end, they had to give up the reward money in order to pay for the damages. He felt bad that that happened, especially since Lucy kept complaining on the way home about losing all that money and not being able to pay for her rent. Sure, he apologized and the guilt was more than he could bear, but her complaining did get on his nerves too. Of course, he didn't mention that to an already steamed Lucy.

Once they arrived back at the guild, Natsu couldn't help but feel completely exhausted. The moment they walked in and he spotted an empty table, he made a bee line straight to it and made himself comfortable. He slumped over, crossed his arms on the table and laid his head down. His eyes felt heavy and he could hardly keep them open. The last thing he could possible think of while his hazy mind slowly shut down was: I don't want to have that dream again . . .

He wasn't sure of what happened next. He felt calm, serene, and glad that this wasn't turning out like one of his usual dreams. He breathed in deep and exhaled. As he did that, he felt a cold breeze surround him. He felt warmth from the sun rain down on his skin. He could tell he was lying on his back, but he wasn't sure of what is was. He could tell that it wasn't a smooth surface. It felt lumpy and rough, almost scaly. Every now and then, he'd hear a low rumble like sound that reminded him of thunder. What bothered him about this sound though was that is came from below him, not above him where he assumed the sky was. Another thing, whenever he'd hear the low rumbling, he could feel it rumble from under him as well.

For some reason, he didn't think much of it. Instead of being confused or scared, he felt comfort in this weird environment. He was so tired that he didn't care about why this all felt weird. That's when Natsu realized something that he was trying to avoid. This was a dream. What makes matters worse was that this is how all his nightmares would start.

He opened his eyes and woke up to the clear blue sky. Puffy white clouds would occasionally pass by. Natsu sat up and it took him a while to realize where he was. He stood up and noticed the thing he was standing on was flying. He turned around and that's when he saw what this 'thing' was. It was a dragon! Before he had the chance to say anything, the dragon suddenly became intangible.

"Eh?" Natsu floated for a few seconds before falling. As he fell, he took a good look at the transparent dragon. "Igneel!" he shouted, trying to grab his attention. Natsu unconsciously reached out with his arm as he fell, thinking that maybe he could reach his foster father. Natsu continued to yell, but there was no point. The transparent Igneel disappeared only mere seconds after Natsu started calling out to him. Realizing he was now gone, like in every dream, he continued to plummet to earth. Any normal person would be screaming at the top of their lungs right now, but he didn't see the point since it was only a dream. He'd wake up any second now.

As Natsu watched the clouds appear to get farther and farther away, he realized something. Shouldn't I be waking up now? he thought. With annoyance in his expression, he turned over and noticed how much closer to the earth he was. He can already make out the tall pine trees.

"Wake up," he told himself, but he continued to fall and even fell passed a couple of birds. "Wake. Up," he said, more stern this time. He grew more impatient as the forest grew closer and closer to him.

"Wake. Up. Wake. Up!" he exclaimed, panic filling his tone. Why aren't I waking up?! his thoughts roared as the trees were much closer than mere seconds ago. A comic expression of fear and irritation was plastered on his face as the thought 'you're really falling' crossed his mind.

And thus, the manic screaming began.

"WAKE UP!" he continued to yell as he continued to fall. He finally reached the the tall trees and fell into the forest.

"Oof! Ow! Ah! Ow!" Natsu yelped as his body hit random branches. He saw the ground approaching and that's when an idea hit him. The moment I hit the ground, the jolt will wake me up!

He then spread his arms out wide and with a smile, welcomes the oncoming ground. He started counting down in his head, glad that in a few seconds, he was going to wake up and find himself back at the guild. Seconds passed and something happened . . . something Natsu wasn't expecting. He hit the ground, creating a Natsu shaped hole that was a couple of feet deep.

~With a Mysterious Figure~

"A kite above a graveyard gray,

at the end of the line, far far away.

A child holding onto the magic of birth and awe"

A hooded figure was singing in a sweet tone as she walked through the forest. After singing those few lines, she brought a tiny wooden flute to her lips and began playing a melody that was part of the song. Dawned on her was an old hooded cloak with mismatched patches. The hood covered her face in shadow so all you could see was the bottom half of her face.

She stopped playing the flute and was about to start the next part of the song when something in the sky caught her eyes. From where she was, it looked like a body falling from the sky and whoever he was, he was screaming at the top of his lungs. Not wanting to be discovered, she hid herself behind a tree and next thing she knew, a loud thump like impact was heard not to far from her. Looks like the boy landed.

Letting curiosity get the better of her, she peaked from behind the tree and noticed a hole in the ground in the shape of the boy. She looked from side to side, looking to see if there was anyone else around. It was completely deserted. She walked out from behind the tree and towards the tiny shaped crater.

As she approached, she can hear groaning. She peered into the crater and got a good look of him. Tall, maybe around her height. He looked maybe eighteen or nineteen years old. Short, pink, and spiky hair and slightly tan skin. His clothes were odd to her. For some reason, one of his sleeves were gone. His one exposed arm had an odd marking in red. She wasn't sure what it was or of what, but it did seem familiar to her.

She stood up straight, deep in thought. She was trying to remember where she had seen that marking before. It's then that she realized where she had seen it before.

"He's . . . one of them? How is that possible?" she wondered aloud. That's when something he was wearing caught her eyes. She leaned down into the crater and reached for the scarf. "It's made of scales?" she murmured as she unwrapped it from his neck and held it up to the light. The scarf almost shimmered in the light and it made the mysterious girl smile. She looked back down at the boy and her smile grew.

"It seems like a precious item to him," she chuckled. "Maybe I'll have some fun."

The mysterious girl then wrapped the scarf over the cloak around her neck and started to walk away, into the darkness of the forest. All the while, she hummed the tune to her earlier song.

Crimzon: It's short, but oh well. I'll try to make the next chapter even longer. I first intended this to be a one-shot, but considering I don't want to overwhelm anyone with a looooooooong chapter, I decided to make this maybe five or so chapters long. We'll see how it progresses. Anywho, please review and until next time!