Prologue
THE DISAPPEARANCE OF DRAGNEEL?
-Levy Mcgarden; Chief of Magnolia's Right to Information
December 16th X777
Natsu Dragneel, known for being one of the most powerful and youngest of Mafia leaders, has been released from jail early on December 13 after one month's arrest, the cause unknown. On November 13th internationally famed lawyer and ex-national Magnolian model Lucy Heartfilia proved Dragneel to be guilty of murder charges and the kidnap of countless people, out of those including many government officials . "I just want justice to the people who have lost their lives and their families." Heartfilia says to Magnolia reporters after the arrest "And I hope that I have done just that for them."
Sources say that Natsu Dragneel had disappeared the morning after the release, as there are no traces of him to be found. Police have checked all areas where this alleged man used to situate and the only clue found was Ms. Heartfilia's stolen red wallet left in his abandoned apartment with a mysterious note burned onto the leather; "COMIn_ 4u BlOndie" it had read. Detectives are still baffled by this mysterious letter and seem it to be some sort of threat to Ms. Heartfilia herself and are now taking precautions.
"We can never be too cautious about situations like this" said Colonial Dan Straight during a private interview with Sorcerer News, "Especially if we are talking about Dragneel, that is definite; a man like him is dangerously unpredictable."
Straight also stated that he would be leading the investigation to track the whereabouts of the young Mafia boss as there are very few sightings caught by civilians in Magnolia.
"Please do not, under any means, hesitate to inform your local authorities if you catch sight of this criminal" warned Dan during yesterday's press conference "This case matters more than it seems and we need any lead we can get."
Information about this corrupt man was released early this morning. You can find it down below.
Have you seen this ex-criminal?
Last seen: Dragneel was last seen wearing a red sweatshirt and blue jeans.
Height: 6ft 1.1in (185.6 cm)
Age: 24
Eye Colour: Onyx-green
Hair colour: Salmon-pink
Skin tone: Lightly tanned
Weight: 75kg
Blood type: O positive
Identification features: Pointed neck scar, 'X' shaped scar on left side of lower abdomen, spiral dragon tattoo on left wrist, red dragon-like stamp on shoulder of right arm (logo of mafia see pg. 14)
Afflictions: fire, fire-based items, explosives, fellow mafia members (see pg. 14 for list of members), Fairy Tail Mafia
If you happen to catch a glimpse of this man, happen to know his location, have some connection with him, or have any clue of where he is, please inform your local authorities. He is needed as questions and allegations against this man have yet to be pressed further by authorities and for further involvement on the mysterious release.
Now with all of this mishap, one final question remains...
Where is Dragneel and what is he planning?
"Hn..."
A tall, built man in a sleek, black suit crumpled the newspaper in one hand and sipped his drink with the other, as the strong taste of alcohol smoothly passed his tongue and continued to rush down his throat. He smirked with satisfaction and darted his eyes to the furnace, with a simple thrust motion he perfectly directed the corrugated newsprint into the burning flames, never taking his eyes of it.
"Well well, precautions hm?" His grin didn't falter.
"We'll just have to see how strong these so called precautions are shouldn't we...?"
"We'll certainly meet again" he remembered saying on that day to her before being escorted into the police vehicle
"Yes we shall, sooner than you think."
He paused for a moment before sipping once again from the alcoholic liquid in his glass; the strong, tangy taste lingering in his taste-buds.
"You just wait."
Following the paper, the glass in his hand was thrust into the fire...
THUD
...and the slam of a door was heard.
MYSTERIOUS WAREHOUSE DETONATION IN MAGNOLIA!
-Levy Mcgarden; Chief of Magnolia's Right to Information
December 17th X777
Last night, at approximately 9:30 pm, a small abandoned warehouse had mysteriously exploded into flames near a local mining district.
He couldn't help it. He had to.
The sudden explosion caused disruption to the site, as workers were still inside the area. The blast set off four landmines in the district, severely injuring ninty-five miners.
It was an urge...
no, a need.
Thankfully, no deaths have been accounted for.
He couldn't have just left it there,
Police have investigated the cause for this sudden outbreak...
standing with all evidence of his existence.
...but have not yet given press further details evidence as to who or what started this detonation.
He needed to get rid of it anyway;
We as the press wonder if authorities really do know what they are doing.
why not have some fun...?
Do they really know something, or are they just lying to cover it up.
Why can't they tell us?...
Natsu laughed and dropped the paper in his hand.
"Fucking idiots.."
Taking out a cigarette pack from his pocket he pulled out one stick by the butt and stuck it into his mouth.
"Can't do their fucking job right."
He flicked his lighter three times and a small, languid flame appeared.
His smirk disappeared.
He stared at it longingly for what seemed like a timeless minute, as if it were something genuine; something so precious.
He slowly brought his mouth down closer to the heating flame and burned the tip of the cigarette, causing it to smoke. He breathed in a puff and sighed, a sensation of relief entering through his body.
The longing look suddenly disappeared as he picked up the newsprint once again, catching sight of the blonde beauty-who'd stuck him in this shit in the first place- in one of the 'Magnolia's TOP 10 CELEBRITIES' columns.
His grin returned. He pressed his lighter once again; in a flicker, the flame returned.
His hands closed around the small plastic.
Next thing he new, he felt the heat of burning paper in his hand.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head as the flames creeped up his arm, licking at his skin. It was like a proviso, a feeling of sheer...
pleasure?
Yeah...that's what it was...
He could never describe it. The feeling. It was a feeling of absolute bliss that never failed to not satisfy him. It burned and scarred him, yet it was warm and sent throbs of...something, down his spine and throughout his insides.
It made him feel carnal, savage- animalistic even- and ready to jump anything and anyone, yet it was calm, placidly burning with no care. It was like, he enjoyed the pain of something precious hurting him; something he could take control of, yet it could put up a fight; hurt him back if he wasn't pertinent with it.
It was his love, and his fear.
His utmost esoteric secret that nobody understood.
Nobody.
It made him crave for more.
He wanted to share this feeling of utterly mystifying indulgence.
But nobody understood.
Nobody.
He never knew why.
He opened his eyes slowly as the flame crawling on his arm died down.
He titled his head forward to get one last glimpse of her; burning into ashes with the rest of the prevailing biweekly newspaper.
"Blondie, I'm coming for you."
With that, he discarded the flaming sheets onto the sidewalk and walked away from the blazing offal, his arm lightly burnt.
He never liked this suit anyway.
Prologue
Fin
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