Did you really think I would let it end like that? Don't insult me. I'm back in school and will once again have to wake up before the sun is out. Take pity on me. I do not own Fairy Tail.

?'s POV

It was dark. I forced my eyes open, scared that the darkness would swallow me whole.

I was somewhere slightly less dark, the sun was coming up. Or maybe going down? I couldn't tell.

I was on my side, my head resting on the ground. Everything was either numb or burning. But it was my head that hurt the most, as if I has taken a massive beating there. There was a slight throbbing feeling in my leg and one of my arms felt warm and uncomfortable.

Suddenly I felt a chill in the air, as if something evil was in the area, but I dismissed it. My focus was on the other body a few feet away from me and something blue. A shadow then was above me, I knew they were looking down at me.

When it didn't move, I decided to use up whatever energy I had left to get on my back. I hurt everywhere afterwards, I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth to keep from screaming. My head pounded.

I cautiously opened my eyes, realizing that the other bodies and I were under a tree. I wasn't able to move my head, so I moved my eyes instead.

They landed on another's face. His dark hair framing his black eyes. At first I thought he was surrounded by shadows, I blinked. They were gone, he looked normal again, human. Maybe it was a trick from the pain?

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice firm. I shrugged, the dirt under me moving along with my shoulders. "How did you get here?" I shrugged again. "Do you know where you are?" I shrugged. I saw his features harden. "Can you even speak?"

It a lot of effort, my voice was raspy, maybe because my throat was dry. "Is this enough of an answer for you," I responded.

He crouched down. "Do you know that you can die out here?"

"No. But then again, death would be welcomed."

His face got closer, looking slightly angered. "Why?" His eyes changed its color.

I stared at him, mesmerized by the new color. "Because I can't remember if there was anything worth living for."

It was dark again.

The last thing I remembered before blacking out was that his eyes turned red.

I was being suspended in the air. There was the sound of flapping in the background, strong. The wind making my hair fly around.

I felt slight pressure on my back, like I was being carried. But it wasn't human arms. It was something else.

I didn't panic, what ever the outcome, I wished that it would end quickly.

I couldn't tell how long it was before I woke up again, but I was lying on my side again, on top of something soft. My body's pain was gone, completely healed.

I stretched out, liking the feel of my muscles contracting and relaxing. Under the covers I felt my stomach slightly warmer than the rest of me. I pulled it up, seeing the blue thing there.

I tried to grab it, but it squirmed out of my reach. I gave up trying to be gentle and hauled it out from under the covers. I sat up, holding it out in front of me.

It was a cat? I expected it to meow, but instead this happened. "Who are you?" it said. Freaked out, I threw it. I waited for it to land on it's paws across the room back it didn't happen. One moment it was falling, then it was flying upwards.

I saw pure, white wings coming from it's back. "What the heck was that for?!" it yelled.

I got up from the cushion under me, frantic to get to my feet. "What the heck are you?!" I snapped back. "Cats aren't supposed to talk. They're supposed to meow and hiss."

"I'm hissing right now! But do you see me "meowing"?!"

"Will you two stop it?!" yelled another voice. We both turned, seeing a guy with some kind of smudges on his face. "I wait around all day for you two to wake up and I see you at each other's throats. Why are you guys fighting, I thought you two were friends?"

"We were?" we both asked.

"Yeah, why? You don't remember?"

We both shook our heads. I didn't understand what was going on. Who was this guy? And why did he have a blade strapped to his hip?

At first his face was irritated then confused. But when he saw the were both serious, he face became blank. His hands were limp at his sides, his head shaking, denying our words.

"You two don't really remember? You don't remember me, or anything?"

"I know nothing," I stated, the weird cat nodding too.

His face was now sad. "You guys must have used up too much magic. And got hurt when we landed here." He started pacing, the panic evident on his face.

"Where are we exactly," asked the cat.

The guy paused, the look of sadness and pity in his eyes. "A few days ago we were in Earth Land, trying to get rid of some creatures, but some things happened. When the two of you fell, I jumped in after you, trying to save you but there was some kind of portal that caught the three of us. I was the first one that woke up and carried you all here. There were some, um, people kind enough to help us. You've been asleep for about two days."

"Where are we," I asked, not missing the fact that he dodged the question. His eyes looked everywhere, but me, trying to stall for time. "Where are we," I hissed, getting in his face, desperate to know.

He sighed. "We aren't home, that's for sure. Earth Land isn't the only dimension that exists, there are others. And right now, we are in Hakari, the Land of the Dragons." (A/N: Hakari means scales in Japanese. Didn't know what else to call it, so there.)

"Aren't dragons supposed to be extinct?"

"So, you remember that but nothing else?" I glared at him. "Sorry, it's just unusual. Well technically yes, but that really only applied to Earth Land. But then again there were a few Acnologia sightings over the years. But this is their land, the dimension they created after the Dragon Civil War. It's no wonder we thought they were extinct, they removed themselves from the world."

"Wow," said mumbled the cat. "That must have taken a lot of work to accomplish."

"As a matter a fact, it did," said a new voice. We all turned, seeing a man with green hair.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am Draco, ruler of this world."

Did you see that coming? And when I say he has green hair, it's like the shade of Freed's, it's shorter and a slightly spiky, like Gray's.