F.Y.I, when asterisks surround the words, that means they are speaking Dracoin outside of Fairy Tail country, and there will be asterisks around the Brogo language when they are speaking Brogo outside of the Brogo country, and I will hardly be using any actual Dracoin words, because I just made the language up and I can't deal with making up a language right now. I will be using the names of some attacks in Japanese. And Brogo is just English. Just letting you know, enjoy!

Grays P.O.V

I stared as they all encircled something in between them, back to back to back, defending something in the middle. They didn't look like your typical thugs but I knew they were up to no good with the mischievous looks on all their faces.

"Who are you?" I shouted at them.

The one with the pink hair turned and said something to the one with the crazy long tangled black hair. He made deep, guttural, growling sounds, soft and then suddenly said something loud in an odd language I had never heard of before. Erza seemed just as confused as me. She stepped forward, her Captain training kicking in.

"State your name and purpose!" She ordered again, brandishing her sword.

"*What the heck are you trying to do, impale us?*" One of them, the blonde one, said. I understood nothing of what he had said, the growling and twisting made no sense whatsoever, nor did I care. Although the two boys seemed to think it was funny, and they snickered at his comment. For whatever reason they were here, it couldn't be good. And they dared to enter my palace, mine! I felt rage and betrayal boil up in the pit of my stomach.

"Arrest them, they've broken into the royal household." I commanded harshly. Erza glanced at me and jutted her head towards the soldiers. The soldiers nodded and turned to Yuka, who stood at their head.

"Shoot them down with magical nullifier waves!" Yuka ordered.

Erza took the opportunity to look back at me, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Umm, your highness, your nightshirt has mysteriously vanished." She pointed at my bare chest, covered only by my sword and stone necklace. It was a pendant of a cross hanging on a silver chain, but it was shaped like an intricate sword, it was the sign of the royal family, I've had it on ever single day since I was born, with a shorter chain for when I was younger, of course. So if I was ever lost or in a strange new place, I could show who I was with the prof of it hanging around my neck.

"When the heck did that happen?" I cried, and then I began searching for my shirt.

This was another usual thing, anyone in the royal family can just be walking along, when, poof! Somehow they have managed to remove everything but their but their underwear. Thankfully the ladies keep on their bras, or that would be just plain awkward. Even my mother does it. I remember one very memorable time we were at a formal party, and we all stripped at the same time, and no one mentioned it to us, they were nervous they would be punished for pointing out something as vulgar to the Queen as the fact that her entire family was naked. So we spent the entire rest of the ball in our underclothes and didn't even notice until Lyon went to take off his glove to grab a pastry during the final hour of the feast, and realized there was no glove there to remove.

The soldiers rolled their eyes, they were all used to this strange habit of my family's, and spread out to surround the strange trio, but, even stranger, the intruders did not move, they made no attempt to escape or attack. The one with pink hair had his eyes lit with fury and determination. He glared directly at me and I could tell that he felt strong feelings of rage and hatred directed at me. But I had no idea why.

Then I got a bad feeling, the one that makes your eyes flash with bright colors, one that makes you suddenly able to see things you couldn't before, and what I saw was a pair of tiny feet peeking out from behind the three strange boys, fidgeting little boots of faded brown. In that second, I knew what I was going to do.

"Capture what they are defending unharmed!" I shouted before they could shoot, the soldiers looked at me quizzically for a moment, then did their little, 'well, he is the prince' shrug, and turned back to the intruders.

Then they moved, with sudden, terrible action, the black haired one's arm became a sword with a spinning spiked blade and threads of steely energy wove into the air from his feet. A circle of white light exploded from the feet of the blonde one, his fists glowing like the moon.

And the pink haired one with the scaly scarf simply burst into flames.

Natsu's P.O.V

I turned and gave my orders, I knew they would follow now and yell at me for bossing them around later, that is, if we manage to make it out of here alive. These people weren't going to let us go so easily so we needed to act fast.

"*Sting help me carve a path through to the windows we came in through!*"

The blonde nodded and accepted my plan for once in his life, because we had precious cargo this time. Wendy was our only priority now as she was the only one out of all of us who couldn't handle herself in combat. We needed to get her out fast. I took a deep breath,

"*Gajeel, get Wendy out!*" I shouted.

Gajeel turned and grabbed the little girl bridal style, she clung to his torn black tee shirt in fear, we were surrounded by wizards who spoke languages we didn't understand, and she was terrified.

Well, don't worry kid, you're not the only one.

Erza's P.O.V

I stared as the pink haired one, who I could tell was the leader of the group, turned and barked orders to his companions. Again I was astonished at the ruff, twisted, growling of the tongue they spoke, it was surprisingly soft at times, then hard and gruff like nothing I've ever heard before. In fact, the only time I can recall hearing such a noise was when Lucy, a fellow royal guardian, held back my hair back from my face while rushing me to the bathroom so I could wrench the contains of my stomach into a bowl.

"Yuka, fire!" I shouted as the blonde and the leader flung themselves at the soldiers, magic like I had never seen blooming from their all over their bodies, I saw the leader shoot flames from his elbow to increase the power of his punch, which went straight into Yuka's face through his wave shield and sent him tumbling into a nearby wall. I saw the blonde shoot a laser out of his mouth with a shout of strange words, like a spell, and send four men flying away into the sides of the hall.

I remained by Gray's side. I was a royal guardian; my job was to protect the family at all costs.

I was about to give the orders to kill him when I saw what they were fighting so hard for, the black haired one, they were clearing a path for him to get away. Fighting off my guards like a whirlwind, they were giving it their all just to allow the bigger black-haired one enough time to leave.

But it wasn't him they were trying to save, it was a little girl.

No older than ten, eleven at best, clinging to the black haired boys shirt as he sprinted through the path his friends had created for him and his precious passenger, her eyes squeezed tight shut, she was afraid, but why?

I came to a minute decision that she had been kidnapped by these strange boys, and was scared of them. How she got there and who she was exactly I didn't know. But as I looked at her face, all I wanted to do was help her.

"Hold your fire!" I heard Gray scream from behind me.

I whirled and stared at him, but the soldiers obeyed, stopping in their tracks, the boys kept on pushing though, slamming through the walls of living bodies and toward the window, then my prince revealed his plan. He dropped to his knees and shouted to all of his soldiers.

"*JUMP!*" I watched as they nodded in compliance and proceeded to jump up as high as they could. I wanted to scream as I saw the little girl's eyes open and grip onto the black-haired boy's shirt even tighter.

My prince slammed his palms into the ground and shouted.

"Ice make floor!" The ice from his fingers shot out and pinned the boys up to their shins in ice. They screamed and tried to free themselves, and the pink haired boy screamed something to the black haired boy. He nodded, and whispered something to the little girl. Then he flung her towards the window, and she went right out of it, crashing through the glass and shouting something strange as she fell.

"TENRYU NO HOKO!"

I screamed and skated across the icy floor to see if she had survived the fall, when I looked down I saw her running across the grass gardens towards the gates, totally unharmed. But more men were coming to capture her, and soon they had her in an inescapable grip.

She screamed something in the again odd growling language, and the boys all seemed to relax for a moment before beginning to struggle against the frozen spell pinning them to the ground.

They were thrashing furiously against the ice holding them, the pink haired one then barked something at them, and his two companions pulled away from the foot pinned closest to their leader, I realized a second to late what they were about to do. The pink haired one burst into flames yet again, melting through my prince's ice as fast as his majesty could refreeze it.

He then shot flames from his mouth with a shout similar to that of the girl who had been captured below, and melted away the ice around his friend's feet with such control that the fire burned the ice, and nothing more.

"Fire! Shoot them down! Knock them out! Yuka!" I screamed as they freed themselves and began to run for the window, one of them let out a shout of pain as he put weight on his right ankle, but pushed through.

Thankfully, Yuka was prepared, he fired off stun pulse waves one after another, and all three of them hit the ground hard, out cold, it was over. I walked over to them slowly, staring at their faces still caught with determination and panic. They were merely trying to escape but the fight they put up was more than the average criminal. There was something else going on here.

"No" I thought to myself just then, "This has barely begun."

"Umm, you majesty?" Came Yuka's voice as Gray began to go back to his room. He hadn't given a look at the prisoners at all and I suspected it had something to do with his fiancée. He knew Juvia was probably frantic if she had woken up and found out that her beloved had run off, then she would start screaming at Lucy for being her 'Love Rival' or whatever she said. Juvia was crazy at times but she loved my prince and he loved her as well. Whenever they were together, I always felt like they were meant for each other.

"Yes, Yuka?" Gray turned around to see Yuka standing by the wall.

"I would appreciate it if you could help me get my foot out of this."

We both glanced down to see Yuka's foot frozen in ice.

He had been knocked to the ground, and hadn't been able to jump to avoid to ice floor spell.

"Oh! Sorry, Yuka! No problem." Gray hurried forward, bent down, and dissolved the ice with a touch.

"Thank you, Prince Gray, have a good night, I give my sincerest hope that Lady Juvia won't chain you to the bed for coming down here without her consent." Yuka said with a bow, and a wiggle of his gigantic eyebrows.

"Crap! Take the intruders to the dungeon, separate cells, same cell, same difference; you know the drill, good night!" Gray shouted over his shoulder as he sprinted off down the hall.

"Gray! YOUR SHIRT!" I shouted after him.

Yuka shrugged, "I'm sure he'll find it lying around somewhere tomorrow." He said, I nodded to in exasperation, then I turned to the unconscious figures on the ground, and gave the soldiers my final order, knowing the prince would want me to do what I was going too.

"Take the boys down the dungeons, put them in a nullifying cell."

He soldiers nodded and began to lift up the first of the three prisoners.

"What of the girl?" One soldier asked.

"Deliver her to my personal quarters. I want to try and talk to her."

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