You could faintly hear the sound of a gun reloading, followed by boot steps. "You ok son?" You slowly craned your head up to see the boy you'd been stomping on getting helped up. That must be his dad, the one holding a gun in his spare hand.
"Yeah. Me and the others were just playing by the field when that freak just attacked us." You felt your blood burn at how pissed off you were getting.
"Bullshit." Trying to speak in the position you were in just sent you into another coughing fit that brought up more blood. The sound of a gun cocking made you look up in shock. The farmer had the barrel trained right at your head. "What are you doing? They started it." You said softly, unable to believe this man would be so cruel as to shoot a child not just once, but twice.
"Y/N!" The farmer flew back, shoved away from you as Igneel found you. "What the hell happened to you?" He asked, worry and anger dripping from his voice. With Igneel pulling you up so you were sitting you slowly pointed to the farmer and his son.
"That bastard was making fun of Historia, his friend even threw a rock at us. When I caught him and started hitting him his dad-" You stopped, starting to cough again, this time with blood even running out of the corner of your mouth.
Igneel growled, glaring at the farmer for a moment before turning his focus back to you. Glancing behind you he talked surprisingly calm. "It went through, there's blood on the grass where you were laying." He now out a hand to either bullet wound, heating his hands until the heat sealed the wound closed. "Stay here." He ordered, getting up and turning to the farmer.
You watched as Igneel full on body slammed the farmer on the ground, taking the gun from him and breaking it over the head of the farmers son. As the farmer tried to get up, trying to say something Igneel kicked him on his back, getting on top of him.
You were both satisfied and horrified as Igneel started to beat the farmers head. You were frozen in place as you watched Igneel's knuckles get stained with blood, the farmers face become an unrecognizable pulp.

"Igneel what are you doing?!" Igneel froze as he heard Frieda's voice. You saw the fire in his eyes go out, replaced with logic and reason instead of passion and anger. "I...I..." He looked down, almost appearing shocked at how far he'd gone. "They hurt my brother. I had to make them suffer." You watched as he stared at his fists, Frieda slowly walking to him.
"Igneel, what you did is wrong. You can't just kill people who hurt the ones you care about. No matter how badly you want to." You slowly stood. Staying quiet. "I just...he shot my brother. If-if I'd lost him I don't-" You were shocked as Igneel broke down crying, clutching his head. While Frieda knelt down and hugged him you heard footsteps coming up behind you.