Lincoln slowly woke up feeling ill. He soon realized something was very wrong. He wasn't laying on his bed in his home. No he woke up in a feild of flowers. As he slowly sat up, confusion setting in, he noticed he wasn't wearing his normal clothes. He was now wearing a black trench coat and grey pants with a orange shirt underneath. He felt that his hair was longer, at least a little past shoulder length. He slowly walked for a while as he exited the feild and came across a road. He walked some more down the road until he saw sillohouttes in the distance. As he drew closer he saw two men attempting to shake another wounded and bleeding man awake. He drew closer and now stood five feet away from them. The man that was wounded had salmon hair, wore a black vest, white pants, and shoes with a black dragon scale scarf around his neck. The other man had blonde hair and was wearing a yellow jacket of some sort, a cloak, black pants and boots. He wore a normal yellow scarf. As lincoln looked at the final man he realized that it was most likely freezing outside right now and he wasn't the least bit cold. The man wore a black cloak, a black jacket, black pants, and black shoes. He had black hair longer than lincolns. He wore a light blue bandana around his neck. They both were injured. They both looked terrified as the salmon haired man bled out. They clearly had no idea what to do. Lincoln took another step and the blond haired man notice him. He stood up and a strange lightning surrounded his hands.

"Who are you." He said. A warning in his voice.

"M-my name is lincoln olivander loud. I was just walking down the road when i saw you three. I mean you no harm." Lincoln said slowly. The man stared at him for several more seconds then the lightning dissapeared and his expression changed to one of worry.

"Sorry. I needed to be sure. D-do you have any idea how to fix this. None of the healers will help him. Can you help us carry him? My leg is wounded." He asked. The man didn't know why but the person in front of him seemed trustworthy. He and lincoln returned to the salmon haired man. Lincoln and the black haired man lifted the other man by the shoulders and started to carry him as the blond one followed behind.

"So what are you're names?" Lincoln asked them.

"My name is gajeel, the blondie is laxus and this idiot is natsu." Gajeel answered as he and lincoln carried natsu. Soon they arrived at a small entrance to the cave to the north. They entered and they layed natsu down.

"Do you have any medical supplies?" Lincoln asked and gajeel produced some bandages from a satchel he was carrying on his shoulder. Lincoln questioned how he never noticed that. He wrapped up natsus wounds then proceeded to do laxus and gajeel despite their protests. Soon he was keeping watch as they slept. He was wondering how he got into this mess. One second he is asleep in his room. Next he is here. And judging from his surrounding he has deduced the place he is in is another world. Thhis also isn't a dream because the blopd would have woken him up. As he looked back and saw the others sleeping he thought about leaving them and going on his way to find a way back home. But he soon got rid of the thought. Judging from their wounds they didn't know much about healing. And lincoln was quite skilled in Tha...

"Wait a sec. Since when have i been this smart and observant?" lLincoln questioned himself.

"Since we got here. You have a mission here and the powers to do it." Lincoln spun around at the strange voice and was shocked at what he saw. It was a...

Authors note

I know this chapter was bad. Heck this whole story is bad. I am basically just taking ideas that pop in my head and putting them on a page. Sorry for taking so long and for the really short and bad chapter. Please forgive me. I cant promise the next chapter any sooner sadly. But it will be longer and hopefully better.