Wendy's POV
I lay on the concrete seat in my cell, comfortability was hard to find as I rolled around.
"Is she still here?" I heard him say. The man I had seen when I woke up.
"Yes, she hasn't been eating much, but I've forced her to eat a reasonable amount."
I shivered at the word forced, by forced he meant restraining me with magic and stuffing the things he called food down my throat.
I had known they were coated with a special serum, used to make me say the truth. Dragon senses could be very helpful.
An eruption of agony rose in me.
Mate, my dragonslayer magic growled.
I had been in here for a little over a week.
Why hadn't fairy tail come yet?
I froze at the thought that they were abandoning me.
They couldn't, they wouldn't.
I had entered the third stage. Apparently my magic couldn't deal with the isolation from my mate. So either I skipped or I already went through the second phase.
I would forget.
It was a bad thing, I would forget what happened. No dragonslayer ever remembers what they did in the first three stages. This was so that they would be able to develop a natural attraction to their mate.
The book had failed to mention that the experiencer would still have a desire to be near their mate, but it would be more of an attraction.
Out, find mate.
My dragonslayer magic yelled, I could feel it's rage. It didn't like being locked up. Away from my mate.
The chains lessened. They broke.
"What's going on?" I heard the man say to my caretaker.
"I believe she is in dragon mating season."
"Oh? That's good. We can use this chance to recreate her."
Again my magic howled.
Recreate me?
I would forget everything
Everything that happened, they could use it to make me believe that fairy tail abandoned me...
No! My soul and magic roared.
I wouldn't forget. I couldn't.
"Her phases are going by quickly, I believe she is in the third phase."
"Already? This is a good coincidence."
"Yes sir, it is. Would you like to see her?"
"Wouldn't it be dangerous? Considered the rage I can sense from her."
"We reinforced the bars, they're harder than diamond."
"Alright."
I saw him appear. The very man who tore my away from my friends.
My family.
My mate.
"Hello sweetie," he grinned.
Sweetie.
The name sent a shiver down my spine.
He isn't allowed to call me that.
"I'm not your sweetie," I said bitterly,"let me go."
"I'm afraid I can't do that," he told me, faking pity.
"Fairy tail will save me!" I yelled.
"They won't, once you've entered the fourth stage, nothing will."
I growled,"I won't forget them, they're my family, I would never forget."
He let a shrilling laugh,"you won't be saying that when you see that you'll be the one who kills them. All."
I saw him exited my field of view, away from my cell. I struggled against the reinforced bars, unable to break them.
Im so weak, I thought, yet the desire to break free was overpowering.
I will get out.
I won't kill them.
I was feeling weary as walked back to my concrete seat, the bars where strong.

"Grandeeny," I whispered, tears streaming down my face as I felt the concrete's coolness spread throughout my body.
My conscience, mind, body and magic mourned at the thought of killing my family, friends and my mate.
I will forget.
I will kill them all.
I'll be the one left standing in their blood.
"Please Grandeeny," I pleaded,"please, keep fairy tail safe from me. Help me to make sure I'm not brainwashed."
My head looked down at my lap. My eyes looked at my torn and dirty dress, my filthy and mattered body.
I was like before.
Only this time, it wasn't my family who caused me pain.
It was the enemy.
This is their goal.
To cause us pain.
"Please Grandeeny."
I cried, for a while before I felt myself drift to sleep.
My dreams were haunted with only one thought.
I would forget, and kill them.
All of them.