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Yeah, I'm back...
Welp, I've had this chapter just sitting in my google docs for a while and forgot about it...I revised it slightly because it was pretty bad and unfinished. I didn't proof read so sorry for mistakes but I have to go work on a project in a little bit so I don't have time.
I'll post on this story untill I hit 10 chapters (that'll be the final chapter). As far as posting it will be pretty random due to my schedule at the moment.
Anyways, hope you enjoy~
Gray cursed and waved his hand around.
"Holy shi- how hard headed IS he?!"
Erza punched his shoulder as she walked by him, clearly irritated. Ignoring Gray's whining, she walked up to the woman lying on the floor where Natsu had pinned her to the wall. The woman looked up at her with terrified eyes. The woman opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Erza scowled at her before speaking.
"It doesn't take that much to tick Natsu off, but this isn't like him. I don't know what you did, but you're sure as hell gonna pay for it." Venom dripped from her voice. Madelyn tried to cower away, but had nowhere to go as Erza cuffed her.
Wendy and Mirajane were hovering over Lucy, studying her bruises and arm. So far Lucy had a concussion and a broken arm, but thankfully, no internal bleeding. Wendy wiped her brow of sweat before commencing with a healing spell.
"Oh Lucy, what happened?" Mirajane whispered, her brow furrowed in concern. Wendy held her breath and focused on healing Lucy's broken arm, fighting back a silent tear that had crept its way onto the crease of her eye. She hated seeing her friends like this, but she had to be strong, for Lucy's sake.
Gray stood over Natsu's unconscious body. He watched as the creature before him slowly became more recognizable. Smoke was billowing off of him and his red scales were slowly morphing back into skin. Gray pulled his hand threw his navy blue locks. What the hell had flame brain done this time?
Erza walked back over the Gray, her eyes a pool of confusion and anger.
"What happened here?" She whispered, sounding defeated, "Natsu isn't himself, clearly, but why? There's no way he would have done that." She motioned towards Lucy.
Gray exhaled and crossed his arms over his chest.
They sat in silence, and watched over their teammate, their thoughts in complete disorder and chaos.
The only thing running through everyone's mind;
What happened?
Eventually, Natsu woke up from the throbbing pain coming from his right temple where Gray had decked him. He moaned and tried to move but was restrained by four tightly bound shackles around his wrists and ankles. He was in one of the dungeon rooms, with concrete floors and stone brick walls. He was up against a wall, with his face facing towards the bars that separated him and freedom.
"Why am I down here?" He asked aloud, his voice echoing at his last word.
There was a shuffle and a grunt followed by heavy footsteps that grew louder with each one. Natsu looked straight ahead, waiting for the person to show themselves.
"Oi, Salamander, you really fucked up this time ya idiot." A rough voice thundered through out the dark chambers.
"What do ya mean metal head? Last time I checked, I did nothing wrong."
The iron dragon slayer stared at the pinkette with utter bafflement.
"Whaddya mean you 'didn't do anything wrong'. Don't tell me ya don't remember?"
Natsu looked at Gajeel with a concerned and a genuinely confused face.
Gajeel scoffed and leaned against one of the opposing walls.
"You seriously don't remember anything? Not even beating the crap out of that, what was her name, Madison chick?"
Natsu hung his head, scattered memories flooding the front of his mind.
Gajeel grumbled and pushed himself off the wall.
"I'm going to get a drink. Try and sort your mind in the meantime." And with that, Gajeel left, his footsteps echoing once more.
Natsu shut his eyes, memories rushing through his mind like a fast-forwarding movie; Lucy, His house, Jude, Lucy, the phone call, Lucy, Madelyn, hate, Lucy.
Natsu gasped, the sudden rush of thoughts slamming into him like a semi-truck.
Lucy.
Shit.
Was she okay?
Fuck, he had to get out of this cell.
He tried to burn his arms out of the chains, but they were magic bound. He pulled his arms and threw his body forward but the shackles wouldn't budge. As the minutes went by, he became more irritated. He was completely and utterly useless.
"Oi! Gajeel!" He waited for a response, but none came. He tried again.
"Gajeel! Iron head!?" Still no reply.
"Gajeel?! Gray!? Erza?! ANYbody?!" This time there was a clunk coming from the direction of the staircase.
"Hey! Could you come and let me out please? I've about had it with this cell, as homey as it is…"
"My child, do you know the severity of the situation?" An old and tired voice bounced off the walls.
"Oi! Gramps, do ya think you could unshackle me? These bracelets don't really go with my outfit."
Makarov sighed and opened the cell door and sat on the floor in front of Natsu.
"Natsu," Makarov took a heavy breath, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?"
Natsu flinched at the sudden outburst.
"Gramps, I don't know what came over me… I just remember being so angry, like I was on fire."
Makarov glanced at Natsu.
"Gramps you gotta believe me, I wouldn't have normally done that...I just, I saw Lucy on the floor and I lost all reason…"
Makarov stood up and moved towards the shackles on Natsu's wrist.
"Natsu, I don't know why you did that, but you better figure it out soon. If something like this happens again… I don't know what we'll do." Makarov looked Natsu in the eyes.
Natsu saw something in Makarov's black eyes. In the old master's eyes, there was uncertainty. Makarov wasn't sure what the next step was.
Natsu nodded as Makarov removed his chains.
"Before you leave you should know that the guild is pretty shaken up about what you did. They might not accept you as easily right now." Makarov warned.
Natsu nodded and ran to the stairs but paused before proceeding.
"Do you know where Lucy is?" Natsu asked.
"She's in the infirmary, I believe Wendy is with her." Makarov replied while closing the cell door.
Natsu nodded and ran up the stairs, disappearing behind the stone walls.
Makarov exhaled, "Igneel, I sure hope you taught him well…"
I don't remember where I was taking this story, so this will be an adventure for all of us. Thank you to all of you who favorited and commented and followed like two years ago, hope you're still willing to read my story :)
Have a good day, and untill next time!