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A/N:Sooo, read the latest chapter of manga obviously, and pretty all the dragneels have officially become my little cinnamon rolls~!Yes, it's official Larcade/Rahkeid is a Dragneel and related to Zeref and Natsu.

Also in this story Larcade/Rahkeids age will be different. I know I only really gave a vague description thus far on that, so...just to clarify.


Dragneel


"Well, well, and how are you today my dear prince? I trust you have been enjoying your stay?"A sweet voice said, belonging to a beautiful looking young woman. Her skin was almost a pure snow white with violet-colored eyes and a voluptuous-looking figure even while sitting down. When she stood up her hair swayed in the light breeze, strands of beautiful blood red catching the moonlight, going down to her thighs while she stepped towards the object of her 'affection'.

As expected, her so called 'prince' responded by sneering, taking an involuntary step back when she moved forward. "It's been hell." He whispered softly, unruly black strands of hair forming a shadow over his eyes.

"Is that so? I heard you tried to escape again not that long ago."He flinched, but didn't deny the notion, only shaking his head while she smiled at him. Tears gathered at the corner of his eyes. "That is until Sebastian brought you back." She reached forward taking a small lock of black hair between her fingers.

He didn't dare look at her, suppressing the shudder of disgust he felt rolling up his spine, instead looking anywhere but those cold, cruel eyes of hers; his own docile black orbs sweeping along the expanse of the world below the balcony he stood on. Where people-innocent people-went about their lives oblivious to the darkness that resided over them. He heard her inhale his scent, and couldn't stop the small noise of discomfort that came up in his throat before pushing her away.

"Well now..."She began, her tone becoming colder. "After all that I've given you; clothes, a castle, money, power-"

"As if I had need for any of that!"He cut off, a hint of desperation entering his own voice.

Now it was her turn to laugh. The cold nature rearing its ugly head in a show of amusement, not the least bit fazed by his outburst. "Ah yes, how could I forget? The fabled dark wizard, sought after by so many, revered as the strongest mage to walk the earth, Isn't it just so funny how misguided a few so-called historians perspectives become? How easily the truth is buried among the lies?"

"Stop it..."He whispered, bowing his head as a few glistening tears dropped to the floor.

Cold, slender fingers were placed under his chin, lifting it back up. "Then what about your curse?" She challenged, arching an elegant brow. "You couldn't even be within of arms length of anyone when I first found you."She moved closer, closing the small remaining distance between them, whispering into his ear. "What about your dear little sister, Natsumi?"

He froze. The surrounding air turned cold and heavy, constricting around him.

"Oh my, don't tell me...you had forgotten her after coming here?"The redhead said, mirth shining in her eyes pulling back to look him in the eye. "Ah what a shame, and here I had prepared such a lovely gift to mark your return. "She paused gesturing to something behind her. He followed her gaze to a large black box, his own expression slowly morphing into one of horror.

"S-she's not..."It was a coffin. He was filled with dread.

"No need to worry. You dear little sister is not inside. Rather, think of it as your punishment for trying to sneak out again,"he slowly walked closer still looking at the large black coffin with dread, pushing back the lid. "It took awhile to stop the decay of course, then there was the hassle of attaching a few torn limbs, along with ridding it of the stench of blood and rotting flesh..."

He gagged. His hand clamping over his mouth, abruptly expelling the contents of his stomach right then and there.

"And here I thought the legendary dark wizard, Zeref Dragneel, had a stronger stomach. If the so-called historical facts are anything to go by, then you're hardly in any position to criticize after all."

Zeref straightened himself, wiping at the corner of his mouth, and fixing her with his best look of pure hatred at the moment. "You disgust me. "He spat, nothing less of malice dripping in his voice. "I refuse to help you or anyone else-I am not some weapon for you to control as you please!" He roared angrily.

For a few moments there was only silence. The cold night sky glittered with stars, the pale light of the moon overhead getting eclipsed by drifting clouds, darkening his surroundings again. He felt his heart sink down into his stomach feeling an arm wrap around his shoulders with familiar lips touching against his ear, whispering, promising nothing but pain to anyone who disagreed:

"Oh, but you are."

XxX

Soft looking black eyes slowly flipped open feeling the train come to a gentle stop, looking up just as the announcer crackled onto the loud-speaker:

"Attention passengers, we have now arrived in Magnolia station. Please proceed onto the platform in an orderly fashion, this means no shoving, running, and also please remember to be sure and check for all personal luggage as we are not responsible for any lost or stolen merchandise upon departure. Thank you for your patronage, have a wonderful day!"

He watched, calm as ever, smiling softly at the occasional child that ran by him calling for their mother or father to hurry along as he made his way onto the bustling streets of Magnolia. He was greeted by the warming rays of the sun up above making his blonde, almost white hair glow in a ethereal light.

A few of the younger looking female population stopped to cast him lustful looks, eying the well-built frame he had going, appreciative to the show of skin on his left side, some wondering if he was from a neighboring guild or something. He gave the occasional polite smile or two. He didn't want to be rude after all, however, he did come here for a mission and August would be most upset if he didn't follow through.

"Pardon me miss?"He spoke politely, addressing one of the blushing maidens passing him by. Immediately she stopped. "Might you be able to direct me to where I would find the guild known as Fairy Tail?"

XxX

"Will Gray...be alright?"Cana asked hesitantly, not wanting to anger Porlyusica, but also really curious as to the condition of one of her best friends. The pink haired woman scowled, but didn't yell thankfully.

"He was hit with a high level of chaotic magic head-on. Had that girl truly wanted to, he wouldn't be breathing now..."The healer commented softly, mostly to Gildarts who was standing in a nearby corner of the room. The surrounding children however, all gave horrified gasps, Erza looking especially murderous. She all but stomped over the stand-in guild master and started to shout.

"Does master truly intend to allow such a monster in our guild!?"Her eyes and stance screamed for some kind of retribution. A few others-Mira(surprisingly.)Jet, Droy being the first-voicing their agreement. They were all terrified by the prospect of someone like Natsumi sticking around. "Why did you not let me punish her? Instead you allowed her to walk away after injuring Gray!"

Gildarts frowned. He knew full well that if Natsumi could do so much damage to Gray, then he didn't need to see her fight to know Erza would only be overwhelmed as well. The redhead maybe a more polished fighter, but she was still just a kid. And no kid could stand against someone so bloodthirsty already, whatever the reason, the pink-haired girl wasn't someone to approach out of anger.

"Oi Gildarts, there's someone here looking for the master!" Macao yelled, poking his head in through the door of the infirmary, Wakaba following close behind looking more irritated than usual.

"Yeah, some hotshot passing by, said he's looking for his niece or something-lousy bastards got all the girls in here going goo-goo eyed for crying out loud!" The pompadour-haired member of the duo exclaimed. Even as he talked he was scowling, sneaking glances back towards the guild hall. "Said his names Rah-something or another."

Wakaba grumbled annoyed. Macao rolled his eyes, heaving a sigh at the others jealousy. "He said Rahkeid, get it right." The blue-haired male corrected tiredly. He turned his eyes back onto Gildarts. "Anyway he says he needs to speak with the master of the guild, saying it's urgent-apparently he came straight from some place called Alvarez."

"Alvarez!?"Gildarts repeated, shocked. That was the northern continent. Why would someone from there be all the way out here?"Crap...of all the times..."The S-rank mage muttered looking between the confused group of children and the two men.

"You had better go see what he wants. "Porlyusica said. "If what those two say are to be taken as true, I doubt its a matter to be taken lightly. "When Gildarts didn't move right away, she breathed a sigh of her own. "Gray will be fine, as I said, the blast wasn't really concentrated and he's rather tenacious. He'll pull through." She finished softly.

Gildarts nodded, starting to walk out of the room while speaking to Macao and Wakaba. "Did the fella happen to give a last name at all?"

"Dragneel."

"Great."Gildarts said in an exhale of breath scratching his head a moment as he stepped back out into the guild hall, only to stop short, falling face-first against the wooden floors at what he saw-"HEY!JUST WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?"

All across the mass of guild members, more than half were caught up in some weird looking orgy fest going on; more than a good chunk wearing stupid shit-eating grins with the goo-goo eyes. Yep, he knew that look. Others were screaming their heads off about how 'good it feels' which he didn't quite get at all. And amidst all that, one person in particular looked to be the pinnacle of calm and composed, sitting in the dead center of the chaos.

"Oh my apologies. "The stranger said politely, head bowed. "Some of them were asking to see my magic, and well, I being a guest here thought it only polite to share..."

"Y-you did this!?"Wakaba yelled, his voice stuck between sounding flabbergasted and in awe, or just plain terrified.

The blonde male only nodded, which was when Gildarts noticed the intricate looking symbol emblazoned on his left arm; it was Alvarez.

'This guy...!'The crash mage stared apprehensively, flexing his fingers for a fight. "I see, well whatever the case maybe...could you call off whatever it is you're doing. I'd rather not have the first thing the master sees when he comes back is his guild rolling around on the floor with lovestruck looks on their faces, especially after just leaving me in charge. "He said, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Of course." The blonde said, once more bowing his head and undoing whatever hold he had over the others. The light seeming to emanate from his being slowly dimmed. "If you would, allow me to introduce myself, I am Rahkeid Dragneel, one of the spriggan twelve of Alvarez who report directly to our emperor." He explained walking towards Gildarts.

"So I've heard. Question is, what's a bigshot like you doing so far from home?"Gildarts mused, not quite lowering his guard yet around the other.

When Rahkeid gave a soft laugh of amusement, he tensed.

"Oh there is no need for you to be so tense, as I'm sure your subordinates have informed you-"

"We ain't his subordinates!"Wakaba yelled, indignant.

"-I have merely come in search of my, ah, niece. I have been searching for quite some time now, and after hearing rumors of a pink-haired girl passing through these lands, well I daresay I was a bit too excited and hopped onboard the first train I could to come and see for myself."

"Pink-haired girl?"Gildarts mumbled.

"Yes. She takes after her mother in that regard. Her name is Natsumi, she went missing a long time ago."He said smoothly. He didn't have the face of a liar by any means, but still, Gildarts felt like he was leaving rather important bits out for some reason. "I heard passing whispers that a young pink-haired girl came into your guild not all that long ago. Did you happen to catch her name?"

There was a subtle shift of tension in the air. Gildarts eyes narrowed in recollection of the small, cold-looking girl from earlier. "No. Afraid not, she wasn't really the most sociable young'un I'm afraid."Was his carefree response. Rahkeid appeared to mull it over carefully.

"Although I doubt it's the same one you're looking for, she didn't look like she'd been around humans for a good long time. She reeked of blood too." Gildarts said bluntly, choosing to spare no detail in an attempt to figure out if the girl he saw and the one this Spriggan or whatever was searching for were indeed one and the same. His suspicions proved to be true when Rahkeid's eyes flashed with recognition ever so subtly. His frame tensing the tiniest amount.

'He knows her somehow.'Gildarts thought.

"I see. In that case, I apologize for wasting your time."Rahkeid said, smiling. "I'd best be on my way." He turned about to head for the door when Gildarts stopped him, placing an arm on his left shoulder.

"Hey now, what's the hurry?"Gildarts chimed leaning to wrap his full arm around the other's shoulders pulling him back. "Why don't I at least treat you to a drink, on the house!" He said, not taking no for an answer and all but hauling the other towards the bar before Rahkeid could utter a protest. "Sake!Sake! We need more sake!"He cheered.

XxX

Natsumi sat quietly watching the blossoms fall from the tree she was leaned against. She ended up stopping just outside of what she assumed were the town's borders. Her small frame was weak, and she couldn't quite recall when her last meal had been. Still, she had to keep going. She couldn't stop now.

"Leaving us so soon?" An elderly voice called out.

'Great.'She thought, inwardly grinding her teeth in frustration. Turning she saw the same little old man who was Fairy Tail's guild master, staring back her, only now his eyes didn't seem as warm as before. Then again, she did attack one of his foot soldiers, so she wrote it off as being natural he'd get angry over it.

"What now?"She drawled, not really in the mood to try and be tolerable.

To his credit, Makarov neither yelled nor even scowled at the girls blatant show of disrespect. He didn't move to take a step forward, or did he move back at all. He only stood still, staring at the girl before him.

"Well?"She prompted.

"Well?"A familiar voice chimed, their positions swapped. A different, less angry-looking Natsumi standing down below near the crest of the hill looking up. Another person, one with pointed ears and a crown of flowers on their head, called out from where a tree should be.

"Well what?"Natsumi asked, annoyance laced in her tone.

"Acnologia. The Great dragon of the Apocalypse."Natsumi blinked at the old man's words, her small frame tensed. "For every magic there is a certain feel to it, whether it is made to protect or cause harm; to create or destroy. I daresay yours is one I haven't felt in a long time, little girl." Makarov said sounding more tired than ever before. Meanwhile Natsumi was looking indignant at the little girl remark.

"I don't know what has happened to make you like this at so young an age, nor what could have transpired for you to have come across that creature of all things and lived to tell the tale-if you wish for it though, I would be more than willing to listen." Makarov said gently, the same warmth from before entering the old wrinkled face. "No one is cruel without reason, or so I'd like to think, well? Will you tell me your tale?"

XxX

"Nii-san!Nii-san!"A younger looking mop of pink hair yelled, running up towards the top of a flowery hill. Her eyes which had come to be filled with nothing but malice were unusually warm and full of life. She came to a stop near the top of the hill where a boy, slightly older looking was sitting beneath the shade of a large blossom tree, a sketchpad on his lap.

She stood panting, hair looking more wild than usual, waiting for her beloved Nii-san to notice her.

"Huh, Natsumi-nee, what are you-"

"Hurry, hurry!"The little pinkette yelled, not bothering to even let the other finish his sentence before latching her smaller hand onto his wrist dragging him back towards their house.

As they ran down the hill, the peaceful scenery changed, morphing into one of chaos and death.

Flames erupted on either side of them and Natsumi's smaller form melted away into an older looking woman-his mother-pulling him along frantically. Running beside them was his father, holding a wailing Natsumi. Enraged roars of warring Dragons piercing the nighttime sky.

Black docile eyes flitted open, albeit weakly. "A dream...?"He whispered to himself, noting the bed he was on, and the soft clean sheets underneath him. Pushing himself into an upright position was not without pain, but even so he didn't think it mattered anymore.

A dull throbbing pain shot through his right eye causing him to place a hand over it. The pain continued pulsating making the iris turn a familiar bloody red for just a few seconds. Then it was gone, disappeared as quickly as it had come.

He heard the door swing open, the sound of heels reaching his ears before he looked up and saw a woman. "Anthea." He greeted weakly towards the elegant, pink-haired woman. Much like her name, Flowers embroidered her hair, adding a splash more color to the soft carnation pink locks and pure white streaks that ran all the way down to her thighs. A flower-pattern short-skirt kimono with long accentuated sleeves covering her.

"The queen wishes to see you, Zeref-sama."

He fisted the covers on the bed looking uneasy. Without realizing it, tears had begun to fall from his eyes causing the pink-haired woman to look at him with a pang of pity.

"Anthea."He called out, his voice so terribly weak and broken sounding. "Yes?"She whispered back.

"I want to be free soon."He said sadly. "I just want...to be done with all this needless pain!"

She stood still, by the door, unsure of quite what to say to something like that. After a few more seconds of waiting she moved towards the bed, watching him sob drowning in despair, carefully leaning forward on the edge of the bed and wrapped her arms around him. He turned rigid for a moment, then eventually came undone in her hold.

'Natsumi.'He thought.'I want to see you...so badly. Please...please, come and save me!'


Review. Hope you enjoyed!

Question(s):Do you guys prefer Larcade or Rahkeid?(On the wiki page it says Larcade, but in the manga its Rahkeid.) Also thoughts on what you think is going on with Zeref? On Rahkeid?