Hi guys, this was a one shot of my predictions for Fairy Tail chapter 464. I hope you like it!

~Natsu's POV~

The sun was in the center of the sky, a good omen (I hoped). I stared down Zeref, slowly unwrapping the bandages circling my arm. He tensed, his soulless black eyes staring me down. I let the bandage swirl away in the wind. A black tattoo of a dragon lay of my forearm. Zeref's eyes widened, he began to laugh.

"Oh, Natsu," He smiled, "I never thought that you would be this stupid."

I growled at him. Maybe before I missed seven years of my friend's lives, I would have been afraid of him. Now, all I felt was anger, anger that threatened to swallow me whole.

"I don't care what happens to me," I glared at him, "as long as my friends are safe. You brought us an army a hundred thousand strong, well guess what? This ends now."

His eyes turned a deep shade of red, the red that foretold doom and destruction.

"All I wanted was for you to end me, the suffering that I have caused, the lives that I have extinguished." He stated, "But now, all I want is to make the human race suffer."

I concentrated on the arm that I had kept covered for so long, I made myself furious thinking of all the people that he had hurt. Of all the lies and secrets that had hurt so many people. Most of all, I thought about his power, the darkness that caused instant death to all that had been exposed (except me for some reason). The dragon on my arm began to glow a deep crimson.

Zeref roared, and the shadows exploded out of the black wizard. They rippled towards me, I clutched at Igneel's scarf, the scarf that had seemed to protect me from the darkness the first time. I felt the mark increasing my magic, just a little more, c'mon.

I raised my arms, and a wall of flame exploded in front of me, keeping the dark magic at bay. The shadows stopped just before the flame, hissing like they were alive. I felt the surge of power that the mark granted, and I put every ounce of my strength into my attack. A wall of flame shattered the ground, splitting it in two. Chunks of dirt and rock flew everywhere. Zeref's eyes widened as the flames greeted him. They slammed into him at such a velocity that he flew back twenty feet. He lay there for a while.

I grinned, I had won! I had actually beaten the black wizard Zeref, creator of the evil demons that he had hoped would slay him. But something was wrong; I felt the strength that the dragon's mark had granted me fading. That shouldn't happen, that couldn't happen. What the hell? And that wasn't the only problem, Zeref rose from the ground, unharmed, the only thing that I had accomplished was angering him even more.

"So," He hissed, "You are still not strong enough Natsu."

"You never told me why I was so special!" I yelled at him, "Why don't you torment one of your own demons!"

"That is precisely what I am doing." He said, he pulled a tattered leather-bound book out of his cloak. My mind went blank. The book of E.N.D was resting in Zeref's hands. He looked at me, his gaze was almost pleading, "Would you like to know why that dragon mark vanished?" He opened the book.

I stood rooted to the spot, unable to move as more black mist oozed its way out of the book's pages. My eyes widened, Happy, Grey, Erza, Wendy, Lucy... I knew that that thing-that black mist-that was approaching me would not let me live, it was kill me with less remorse than Zeref. The smoke reached me, it curled around my legs. Why had it not killed me yet? The next thing that I knew was pain, pain so intense that I fell to my knees. I couldn't see, my vision was a deep crimson. I writhed in agony. I felt like I was splitting in two.

"Soon you will finally be able to kill me, Erethrious Natsu Dragneel." I couldn't respond, I didn't understand, the pain was so intense. "Four-hundered years ago, my younger brother died. I created a demon named E.N.D and merged him with my brother so that my brother might live again."

I felt different; I was no longer in control of my body. I stood up, and the last thing I knew was E.N.D smirking through my face…