It's so bright, I thought. My eyes weren't even open yet and I could tell that. It also didn't help that my stomach hurt like crazy, and my legs had gone stiff from laying down for too long. Flare must have let me sleep in, and then forgotten to wake me up.

As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the sky. Then, I thought that I must still be dreaming, because the last thing that I remembered is being in my room and-

"Oh no!" I said, and jerked up into a sitting position that lasted only about 3 seconds before I practically spilled my guts everywhere.

That was stupid, I thought, I mean, come on, I just remembered the fact that I got stabbed and then I sit up like a crazy person? Come on! The only people that would do that are-

"Stupid self, almost getting yourself killed, and now you are thinking of people that are most likely dead," I mutter to myself, as I just lay there for a while, allowing myself to just sink into the past.

"Natsu! What are you doing! Get back over here right now!" that was Igneel. Of course, I did not know him at the time, since this was when I was real little.

"Dad, come here! I think she's still alive!" This took place a little ways from the mountainside. It was my first memory, of him above me and the most memorable part about him:

"Dad, can we keep her?"

It was one of my fondest memories. I don't even remember how I got there-

"Are you okay?"

(WHO DARES INTERRUPTS MY FLASHBACK?!?) (Lol)

"Who are you?" I say staring up to my right. Standing beside me is a boy that looks to be about 12, with very dark purple spiky hair and dark eyes.

He stares at my stomach, and I realize that somebody had cut the bottom half, from the bottom of my ribs, for the whole world to see. Most likely the master- no, he's not my master anymore. He knew that I disliked showing my body off. 

''Stay here, I'll go get help,'' he says and rushes off. As if I could go anywhere in this condition.

I doubt he will come back. The betrayal of my friend has seriously damaged my trust. 

He actually keeps his word and brought an old lady with pink hair tied into what looked like a bun, but she left some strands as bangs. She also had red eyes and a matching crimson cape. 

''What mess did you take me too, Romeo?'' She said sighing. She kneels down, taking out a small beaker with something in it. I wince as she pours it onto the cut, and I clutch the grass beside me. The pain was worse than anything I ever felt, and I squirm, trying to get on my side so that I might escape the pain. 

''Romeo, hold her down,'' she says, and the boy, Romeo, is quick to grab me.

''No! It hurts! Leave me alone!" I scream as tears pour down my face.

'' This is why I do not like humans,'' the lady sighs and hits a pressure point on my neck that knocks me unconscious.