The Elemental Sorceress

Chapter Thirty

CHAPTER—THIRTY

Wrath of the Queen

NATSU FACES OFF against Seraph; the man who thrives off of fear. Fear was an emotion nearly foreign to the fire dragon slayer. Though it was there, hidden in the depths of his core, it usually only presented itself when his family was in danger. Even then, he always fights despite his fears. He prevails because his love for his family is stronger than any fear he could feel.

He owed it to Gajeel and Wendy to kick this man's ass, and maybe the other Dragon Hunters too while he was at it. Nobody who hurts his guildmates ever comes out unscathed, especially not his dragon brethren. The dragon's of Fairy Tail shared a special unspoken bond between themselves, it was almost instinctual.

Though Natsu's love for his family could be his biggest weakness; to see any of them hurt or god forbid dead... hurts him worse than any physical wound.

"This is for Wendy," Natsu shouts his hand ablaze with flames, "Fire Dragons: Iron Fist!" He slams his left fist into Seraph's face.

The shorter man staggers back wiping blood from his lip. "That was your first mistake, dragon." He says with a sinister grin, "Skin to skin contact is all it takes."

Natsu wobbles feeling off-balance. His hands fly up to grip his head which felt as if it was being split open, "What the hell did you do? He rasps out clenching his eyes shut and dropping to his knees. Before he can listen to his opponents answer his world seems to fade away.

He finds himself on a barren battlefield, bodies strewn across the ash and rubble. "What...?" Natsu blinks as he begins to focus on the people surrounding him. His heart sinks into his stomach as he catches a glimpse of blue hair splayed on the ground, "Wendy!"

The girl was bloody and barely recognizable. Natsu kneels beside her and frantically shakes her, "Wendy, wake up!" His breathing quickens as he searches for her pulse, but there's nothing. He can't hear her heartbeat and her skin was ice cold. "No..."

He looks around and starts noticing the bodies weren't random at all.

Natsu shakily gets to his feet and walks through the battlefield. Everywhere he looked was another member of the guild lying lifeless on the ground. He strains his ears trying to find a heartbeat, they couldn't all be dead!

He snaps his head towards the left, it was faint but he could hear it. As fast as he possibly could while avoiding his loved ones' remains he tries to find the heartbeat. "No..." He sinks to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes. "Lucy." His voice breaks as he brings his shaking palm to her cheek.

The blonde peers up at him, her eyes half-lidded. "N..at...su.."

The smell of blood was overwhelming his nose, he glanced down to see a large red stain seeping through her shirt. He nearly chokes on his own tears as he places his free hand over it trying to stop the bleeding. "Luce, w-what happened?"

"Yo...u did this... it's your fault," She manages to whisper, "You killed us, Natsu... you killed me." Her body stills, and her eyes glaze over becoming dull.

Natsu's eyes are blown wide at her final words, "W-what?" He stammers out in fear and confusion. Suddenly his hands feel heavier than usual, he looks down to see his hands mutated into blackened claws. The sharp talons are dripping with blood, "No!" He shouts scrambling backward.

He turns his head and sees the bodies of his friends are shredded and burned nearly beyond recognition. "I-I... I can't-," Memories begin to flood his mind. He sees himself gruesomely murdering his own family without so much as a second thought. He places his head in his palms sobbing hysterically as he tries to burn the images from his mind.