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Incase you are new and you haven't seen my note I am currently rewriting all of the chapters I have written due to the fact I am unhappy with them. Alright, now that that's out of my way here is my first edit to my story please leave a comment telling me what you think of it :)

Chapter 1- Natsu P.O.V

Another scream echoed through the corridor. Shutting my eyes tightly, I clamp both my hands to ears trying to block out the sound. It worked for just a fraction of a second until I hear the victims scream rip through the air once more. Softly, I began to hum to myself trying to find some comfort in a place that offers none. To be completely honest I'm surprised I haven't gone insane after the year they've kept me in here. At least I think it's been a year. I'm not sure, I can't count very well. I got put in here bit before I turned five and now I think I'm six. Ahh! Whatever.

I snapped my eyes open and jumped off my bed getting bored from staying in one spot to long. The cell I'm in isn't very large, it just barely fits my cot and like five steps of walking space. Quickly turning my gaze I notice a guard making his way towards my cell gate.

"So, you've finally decided to fight me." I said giving the guard a toothy grin.

"Get over here now," His voice boomed.

"So you are fighting me?" I responded curling my fist into a ball and walked towards my cell gate.

Rolling his eyes he forcefully opened the door and grabbed me by the back my back of my shirt then promptly began dragging me down the hallway over other peoples dried up blood to where ever our destination was. I began to struggle in the man's grasp as the very likely possibility sank in. They're going to take me to where ever that stupid screaming comes-

"Today is your lucky day kid," the man's deep monotone voice growled at me.

"Let me go before I kick your ass!" I yelled warmly to him.

He laughed at me realizing it was an empty threat. "You couldn't even lay a hand on me if you tried."

"You, wanna bet! Let me go and lets see-"

"Shut the hell up or I will kill even if were getting a crap load of money to sell you alive." He raged at me clearly getting annoyed.

Sell me? They're going to sell me? Is this a good thing or a bad thing, I mean they can't possible give me to someone with a place worse than this, can they? Okay, when I get where ever I'm going I'm going to make a run for it. Yea that sounds like a good plan. What if they have guns? Of course they have guns, now what am I going to do.

Suddenly we stopped causing my train of thought to vanish. I looked up to see a large set of metal doors. I felt a quick tug on the back of my shirt as I was thrown aggenst the door. "Stand up and open it, or else."

Not feeling nearly as rebellious as I did earlier I shakenly got up to stand on my feet. I place both of my hands on the door handle and pull it open. I stumble back a bit as a bright white light blinds me. Blinking to try to regain focus in my eyes, desperately trying to figure out where I am. Slowly, as my eyes start clearing, I spot dozens of trees off in the distances.

I'm outside. When was the last time I was outside a large toothy grin spreads across my face as all my pervious worry's start to disappear. It's just like how I remembered it right down to the smell.

"I see you brought the boy like I asked." A tall muscular man with fiery red hair says in a cheerful voice.

"Where is the money?" the guard growls back wasting no time.

The mysterious man motions to a well-dressed lady behind him. She is holding a large metallic brief case. "As you were wondering my lovely assistant over there has it in the brief case in front of her."

"Pass it now."

"First the boy, then we'll talk."

I feel hand quickly hammer onto my back as I stumble forward losing my balance a bit. I quickly scanned the man up and down once more trying to figure out if I trusted him. He seemed to sence I was doing this as he gave me a warm bright smile. For some resin something inside me clicked and I ran into the grown man's arms open arms. He mumbled something to his assistant nut I was too caught up in the hug to notice. The man smelled like fire and his body heat was abnormally warm and I loved it.

"Pleasure doing business with you," I heard the guard say as I was carefully guided towards a car. He opens the door picks me up and plops me into a large leather seat. Wow, this has got to the most comfortable things I have ever felt in my whole life. Soon he is sitting next to me placing some kind of restraining thing across my two areas of my chest before securing it with a click.

"It's called a seatbelt, it helps to save your life in case of an accident." He says slowly clearly sensing my confusion. "It's nothing to be afraid of it will just take some getting used to." I nod my head to let him know I understand what he is saying. "My name is Igneel." He smiled "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name," I say in a faint whisper.

"You don't have a name?" he asks me sadly.

"No." I answered with utter bitterness towards the subject.

"Do you want one?" he asks me. "I have a perfect one in mind if you don't mind me calling you it." He pause for a moment, "do you want to hear it?"

"Okay," I say a little unsure of myself.

"Natsu," he blankly states. "I'd call you Natsu."

I think about it for a second before letting the word roll of my tongue. "Natsu," I smile, "I like it."