The river of blood came streaming down and slid under his foot, it was still warm and sparked under the light of the moon. "How..?" The slight scent of someone he seemed to have met before but could not identify. "I have to save them!" The blood through his veins boiling with anger, how could someone hurt so many innocent people? He let out a loud roar, making sure they heard him. "Hurting innocent people is not right!" He had traveled past this village many times and knew that there were no mages here. This was massacre, the people there had no way to protect themselves.

His legs thudding whenever he took a step as he ran up the hill, if only they could move faster. "Show yourselves you cowards!" His voice beginning to become raspy from all the anger and frustration. How could he have not gotten here any sooner? Bodies lay all over the place. Children, women, men; none of them were spared. Bodies, blood, fire.

In the distance he would hear a slight crying for help. There must have been a survivor stuck in one of the houses which were on fire. The least he could do was save them. "Ill save you," a soft whisper to himself as he jumped into the burning house, his body shaking, trying to recompose himself and stop himself from beginning to cry. His ears at their peak, trying to find the location of the voice. "Come out, I won't hurt you I promise." From the corner of the room a child, no older than 12 came out and ran towards the dragon slayer. "Please help me, they took my mom and dad, my b-brother and si-ster. They took them all outside and killed them.!" Blood stains on his cheek and tears began flowing out, he was clearly traumatized.

"I promise, I will get revenge for you. I promise I will make them pay." His pink hair waving as he shook his head up and down, his hair covering his eyes and hiding the lone tear streaking down his face. "I'll need your help to find those responsible for this, do you remember how they look?" The dragon slayer asked as he picked up the kid and jumped out of the burning house.

"They said they were Zeref worshippers and needed to find the right sacrifice to make to their god," the kid wept. "They were all mages, it was only 4 of them but they were all so strong. They took out everyone and killed them."

"I'll find those bastards, I promise. I just need to take you to a safe area. And I know just the place." The fire mage sniffed around and picked up their scent. If they were looking for the perfect sacrifice they must not have been traveling too far from here. They were probably planning which town to attack next. This was something which he would have to prevent no matter what. There was no way he would let this happen to another town as he does nothing. He was Natsu Dragneel.