~Possession~
Prologue
Fried knew about dragons, at least how they written in fairy tales, since he was able to sneak away from his so called parents and learn how to read at the age of five. They were huge, scaly beasts that lived in caves or castles, depending if they had took control over a kingdom. They were often the villains in the stories, and were even more often slain by men in shining armor in a desperate attempt, at least in Fried's young mind, to try and boost their low self esteem and lack of a love life.
His blue eyes would always stare at the old pictures of dragons in flight in the books that would be scattered around him, the turning of pages and the noises from the animals and insects would be the only things that would be heard in the long nights. Little pale hands would trace the wings of the massive creatures and his imagination would imagine what the scales would feel like against his skin. It would be quite the understatement to say that Fried liked dragons; he was absolutely fascinated with them.
Even as he grew older, he learned more and more about the creatures that would be his escape from his home life. But, as he grew more knowledgeable about dragons, he remained unconsciously ignorant to one very simple fact- dragons were some of the most possessive creatures to ever live. Whether it is gold, jewels, land, or even people, once a dragon lays claim they don't ever share with anyone else. If there is a chance that their possessions are in danger of being taken away from them, they will lash out at the danger repeatedly and viciously until the threat is dead.
All it took was one mission for Fried to learn this.
All it took was one wrong move to make Fried learn the hard truth-
Laxus is a dragon. Fried belongs to him.
Forever.
