E.N.D

Awakening (because it needed a title)

Story Title: E.N.D

Author: Hikari Sorayume

Summary: When Gray destroys the book of E.N.D things begin to get a little hectic for Natsu... 

Word Count: 952

Notes:I'm not really sure what I was thinking when I wrote this... I guess I just wanted to write something kind of dark? No wait I just wanted to write about the nothingness and Natsu calling Gray an idiot and Natsu's faith in Igneel and... OK I'll just stop it there. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail. If I did, than my characters wouldn't be acting OOC. Also they'd probably be hella dumb.

Edit: Also, the video has been added because the last couple of lines are the ones used below

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The darkness swirled around him in a slow beckoning motion. It called to him. It insulted him. It planted seeds of doubt in his mind. With the tide pushing in, enveloping his body in a suffocatingly heavy blanket, he found himself drifting off and joining in with the darkness that had come to manifest within his soul.

"And even if everything I've believed in so far were a lie, I find I wouldn't mind at all,"

That was it. It was all over. Gray, that freaking idiot! The book, the book which held so much horror, had fallen into the hands of an idiot! Natsu lay on the cold ground, shaking heavily and staring with wide eyes at the ripped shreds that once used to be a book. He had failed him. He had failed Igneel, the dragon he had spent seven years looking for. He had failed him. Natsu felt like crying.

With his eyes watered up from anger and frustration, he turned to the ice mage who had caused him to fail the task Igneel had asked of him. Pushing himself up off the ground, he decided to let the black haired male know exactly how much he had screwed up, although he didn't quite know the extent of his stupidity himself.

"Gray, you retarded bastard! Igneel specifically told me not to destroy the book, so I'm sure there must have been a good reason not to!"

The man being yelled out slowly put down his fist – which he had held up in order to use his magic to destroy the book – and looked straight at Natsu with cold dead eyes that held a strange gleam of sick victory.

"And my dad told me to kill him. If the best way to kill someone isn't to get rid of the very thing connecting their soul to the world, then I don't know what is."

This reply made Natsu angry. He couldn't see the same logic that Gray held in his words, couldn't see how Gray could think things could be so simple and his actions go without consequence. Couldn't see how the book could have been so easy to destroy... everything just seemed like it was too easy for him, too simple. It put him off. If that thing had been like the final boss in a video game, there must've been some kind of hidden trick it possessed – like regeneration or some seriously ridiculous badass power up effect. He couldn't get the feeling out of his head that something major was going to happen. The feeling caused his whole body to shake and his lips to quiver with fearful anticipation. His father had seemed so worried... even if to others he had not appeared so. By ripping up that book... What had he done? What indistinguishable beast was to be unleashed?

"You were too reckless you idiot! Anything could happen!" the pink haired dragon slayer yelled at his companion, his voice laced with anger and confusion. "Just because you think that'll kill it, it doesn't mean it will!" His new sense of anticipation and adrenaline helped him to think just the slightest bit clearly, allowing him to see a piece of logic that had not fit in with Gray's method of attack. "Besides, didn't that book have some kind of enchantment placed on it so that it couldn't be opened? That means that even if-"

Natsu paused mid-sentence, – mid speech? - And fell to his knees; his hand rising to clutch at his hair as his teeth gritted in pain.

"What... is this?" Natsu felt a barrage of memories rolling across his mind like photos flashing on a screen. From within his brain he could feel the memories unlocking themselves like they had all been locked out and shut behind steel bars. For a moment it felt like a huge mental block had been lifted from his mind, like a seal had been placed there to keep him from remembering. It was almost like the books seal had broken when it had been torn apart and had torn apart a seal in his mind with it....

Hey.... What?

The seal had been lifted

Then everything went black. And with it, a portion of his soul.

When he awoke, his vision was tainted with a crimson hue. Besides that, he found everything to be foggy and blurred, and that he wasn't in direct control of his body. He knew his eyes were closed, could feel his hair touching his closed eyelids. For all his effort, he could not open them. And yet he could still faintly see the faces of his beaten and hope deprived friends through a blurry crimson haze. He tried calling them, to instill them with the hope he was so used to providing them with, whether intentionally or not. He wanted to lift them up, to tell them "It's fine! You've got me! I'll beat the hell out of them for messing with our guild!" But however much he screamed for them, the only person who heard him was himself. He reached a hand for them, but could not touch them. He tried to catch their scents, so that he might catch a smidge off reassurance – only to find that for the first time in life his nose betrayed him, and he could smell completely nothing. Their familiar scents he was so used to being surrounded by were gone. He couldn't even smell for any fear that they harboured within them. What had happened to him?

"If this melody on the verge of breaking can spin out just one true note..."

"Even if everything I've believed in so far is a lie, I find I wouldn't mind at all."

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25/11/2015 unedited

Edited 6/12/2015

A/N Just made a few changes XP

11/2/2016 A/N Wow I do a lot of pointless edits don't I?