They had known each other since they were born, and had grown up together. Igneel, their adoptive father, had left accordingly, leaving both children alone in the big. BAD. WORLD.
Then, just as everything became slightly easy, Natsu left. She stood, hand still left out. Waiting, for him, to grab hold and say, "It's Okay." But he never did.
She grew up, learning all abilities, and became strong. Strong, careful and... mischevious. She met a little dragon, who, believe me, had sass and a humour. His name? Klavok. The tiny dragon, who she swore was similar to a little dragon, from a story named Mulan, became friends with her.
She had no name until then.
Her name? Y/n the Shifterklon. Shifterklons were told to be mischevious and fun, but also very dangerous. They were easy to trust, for their loyalty betrayed their true intentions to cause havoc, but they were friendly. Klavoc became her midget older brother, and she continued to explore until she found him.
And she did, some day. But obstacles came, and things happened. She was followed. Your time is up, your time is up, your time is up, your time is up.
But what they didn't know, she had it planned since the day she breathed.
Parents hate the word 'why'. It brings dread.
So why not ask?