Chapter One

Lost and Found

"Happy?" Natsu called. Where had that stupid flying cat got himself off to this time, he thought, running a hand through his pink hair. It was breakfast time already…

He went into the living room and smelled something off.

"Who's there?" he asked, whipping around, fire already accumulating around one fist.

"Daddy, he's so cute!" a child's voice said from somewhere.

Natsu couldn't see anyone. "Yes, daddy, him, him! We could have fun with him…and so could you!" another, a boy's voice this time.

"Are you sure?" a male voice. Natsu was desperately trying to locate any of them but their smell and the voices were coming from everywhere and the room was starting to shrink and dim.

"Yes, daddy, he's a fire mage, we can have so much fun setting stuff on fire with him…" the girl giggled.

"What, what are you talkin…about…" he said, his head starting to spin. He started stumbling to the side. "Ah, what…what did ya do…" he mumbled.

"And daddy, he looks so adorable…for you… You always like the boys better, don't you daddy?" the little boy added.

"How can I resist either of you, little loves?" the male voice said and Natsu felt the world completely close in on him all at once.

-oooooo-OOOOOO-oooooo-

Natsu awoke to find his hands shackled above him. He glanced around groggily and saw nothing but an empty room. He looked up to see two shackles with magical circles inscribed on them, and he couldn't feel connection to his magic. Some sort of magic dampening. He supposed it made sense. To catch a mage off guard was rare, but to keep him off guard was even harder. It seemed that these guys had experience in capturing mages. He swallowed hard. Great. Instead he started tugging on the shackles until his wrists were sore. He groaned. This wasn't working.

"Ah, welcome back to the waking world, salamander," the creepy grown up voice said and he looked up to see a tall, thin man with black hair.

"Why am I here? What do you want? When my guild finds out…" he groused, pulling forward toward the man in front of him.

A grin split his face. Ugh, Natsu thought. Just as creepy as I thought. He moved forward and grabbed Natsu by the chin, forcing him to look up into his face.

"See, my lovely children love to play with dolls. But…they like real ones. For the last couple hundred years I've found them mages of great power with unique capabilities. I thought of that ice mage you have around all the time…but my lovelies thought you were cuter with your pretty pink hair," he said, reaching up with his other hand and petting his hair.

"Fuck you and your kids," Natsu spat, making a face born of sheer fury.

The man smiled. "Oh, my won't it be fun to cage you, little beast. I've never had a dragon slayer before. Oh, of course, the added bonus to making a doll for my two lovelies is that I get to partake in the…more adult aspect of having such a completely helpless and willing person around."

"You bastard, when Fairy Tail finds out…" Natsu said, trying to pull his head away from the man currently petting it in a very familiar manner the dragon slayer didn't like one bit.

"Fairy Tail has been searching all day for you so far. And they seem very determined. But it won't help. You simply vanished from your room this morning, and you won't be seen again. That is until we've broken you and dump your body before we leave Magnolia," he said, running a finger down Natsu's face, and then grinning. "I'm afraid our dolls don't last more than a week or two, which is why we have to replace them. But the stronger the mage, the longer they last. So we'll see, maybe a month for you, salamander."

Behind him the two twins appeared. "Daddy, are we ready?"

He looked down and smiled at him. "Yes, go get the tools for the ritual, we'll perform it under the new moon like always, loves. Before then, I'm going to give the salamander a taste of what life is going to be like for him until we wear his poor body out."

The girl giggled. "Daddy, you just wanna hear him scream a little before we put the curse on him, and you can't hear it anymore."

He gave the girl a wink. "Well, that's okay, daddy," the boy piped in. "I don't think you've really liked one of our dolls so much before! Just don't break him before we get to play our games with him!"

They skipped up a set of stairs and out of the room, leaving Natsu hanging by his wrists and the creepy cloaked guy. He looked Natsu up and down.

"Yes, usually I take my pleasure from them after they can't resist, but you, salamander…there's something about you that makes me want to do things…very horrible things…to you while you are still able to resist me," he said, grabbing the scarf roughly.

Natsu's eyes blazed despite the magic suppressors. "Touch that and I'll fucking kill you."

He smiled. "Oh, my, we hit a nerve? I guess I'll make you a deal. I do what I want now, and I'll take your little scarf here, fold it up and then when we're done, I'll tie it back on you, whether your alive or dead. Of course, I don't expect you to be quiet or not resist, but just as a little reward for being a good little doll for us."

Natsu could do little to resist as he unwrapped the scarf and folded it, placing it on a shelf to the side. Then he stripped him of the rest of his clothing. The man stared at him. "Yes, what a good little doll you'll be."

He opened a closet to the side that Natsu hadn't noticed. He couldn't see what was inside, but the man brought out a long thin thing with a pad of leather at the end. He bent it, showing Natsu that it was flexible. Then he came over and slapped him hard on the back with it. The cracking sound made him gasp more than the sting but he shook his head, gritting teeth and refusing to make a sound. Then he proceeded to work over his back and legs in short order, and by the end, Natsu was weeping but refused to scream. Refused. No matter how much it hurt, he wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Good, good, stamina. That will help you, make you less likely to break quickly. But I tire of this. And the new moon will be risen soon, and you'll be drug to my circle then, so let's finish what I've started, shall we?" he said, dropping his own robes from his shoulders and Natsu started to fight the bindings again, this time enough that blood began to seep down his forearms.

"Fuck you, get away from me, you bastard…" he said as he moved behind him and gripped his hips in an ironlike vice.

He didn't say anything else and Natsu thought for a moment he was just going to stand there until he felt his hands move and lift his toes off the ground and a stabbing pain shot through him as he entered his body with no warning. Now the dragon slayer did scream. It was impossible to stop the sounds as tears began to fall from his eyes fast. If the pain of being beaten was bad, this was like hell. When he was done, he left Natsu hanging there, his legs unable to support him at the moment.

He watched as he went to middle of the wide room and began muttering until a huge magical circle began to glow on the ground under him. Soon enough the two "children" came down and handed him some things. A few moments passed and he grabbed the chain holding Natsu up and drug him to the middle of the circle, dropping him. To his horror, he was completely frozen in place once there. The shackles were removed and the man began to chant as he circled him.

There was a thick sound and the world shuttered and he felt something lodge itself in his mind, pressing him back and he was no longer in control. He couldn't even breathe. Finally, the glow faded, and his lungs were starving for breath.

"Breathe freely," the man's voice whispered. "All automatic functions as normal. Food intake allowed, drink intake allowed. Complete compliance. Physical instruction, no verbal instruction."

The two children ran forward and giggled together, and proceeded to move Natsu's arms up and down, and to his horror they stayed wherever they were put. He screamed and screamed but nothing came out of his mouth. He was completely, and totally locked into his mind. His body was stood and led by the two, and he found himself in a true hell for the next two and a half months.

The two kids would dress him and manipulate him for most the day. They'd have him set things on fire, and more than once he cringed, knowing that there was a possibility his guild mates would associate the fires with him. He hoped not. He was fed about once every few days, seemingly when they remembered if their doll was to stay alive he had to eat. From conversations about it, he gathered more than one had died from not being fed. Water was a little better, about once a day he would get water, but it did nothing to help the constant dehydration he was feeling. His hunger faded after the first couple weeks, though. He felt weak all the time, but it didn't matter because his body did as it was told by his little masters.

Then, their "daddy" would lead him away, reminding them to be good and get to bed. He would be taken and bathed if he was lucky, which he generally wasn't lucky, and then put to bed, his eyes closed and then if he was lucky, really lucky, the bed beside him would dip and he would know peace until morning.

But Natsu was rarely lucky. Most nights his body would be positioned in whatever way would please the man who had put him in this position. He had some more command over him that the two children didn't. Where they could not verbally command him, this man could easily utilize some verbal commands. Of course, they weren't the kind Natsu wanted in any way to respond to.

He forced him into pleasures that he didn't want, screaming and railing against the traitorous body he once owned. He was quickly realizing that this body wasn't his anymore. He was disgusted with that part, where he would actually enjoy something, and thankfully, his body was incapable of making embarrassing acknowledgements other than being wracked with orgasms that he wanted to will back into non-existence. The man took great pleasure when he forced it from him, commenting on what a good doll he was, the best they'd had. He preferred the pain of the things that he would do to him over that. And pain was had because it seemed he took great pleasure in sadist acts on a body that had no way to resist.

After the first month, he stopped screaming and fighting against the seal that held him back. His voice would have been gone if he'd been able to use it. It was useless and it tired him out. Not that rest ever really came to him. Then came the day that everything changed.

He had yet to know the name of the man who kept him, and the children he knew as Wan and Win, the boy and girl respectively, but the only thing that the man was called was Daddy. He wondered if Daddy spent special time with his children at first, but then realized that that's why he wanted someone in the state of a doll. He was disgusted by that fact when he told him one night after he was done with him. The dolls kept him from raping his own children. Natsu at least felt some happiness that what he was going through at least did some good and kept the two children safe from this perverted creature.

It seemed the strange man had become quite attached to Natsu though, and as he lay with him, bringing Natsu to completion while he look forward to riding his own pleasure out afterward he made a strange request in his ear, to call out his name when he came. Natsu quietly screamed at the indignity of the whole situation, and finally, the moment washed over him, and what slipped form his lips was not what the man over him was wanting to hear. It was barely above a whisper, but his body complied to the request, as the breathy word escaped his lips…

"Gray…"

The effect was immediate, anger boiling up into the man who quickly became violent with him, sending shocks of pain through him that he hadn't felt since the first day he'd been with him. He wanted to writhe in the agony of it as he was shoved down onto the bed. His frustration was taken out on him as he was beaten with several of his favorite implements, crops, whips, and left a complete bleeding mess on the bed. He was left there for a while, then he returned and ran healing salve over the worst of the rips in his flesh and then sat him on the floor for the night, refusing to close his eyes. If he'd been able to weep he would have done so that night.

The next week saw similar nightly treatment, a violent night followed by a healing salve, but he wasn't permitted a bath and not permitted to leave the room. The children were told he was worn out and they were going to return him. Natsu's heart sored at the thought despite the nightly tortures. Was he really going home? Back to Fairy Tail?

-oooooo-OOOOOO-oooooo-

Natsu missing was an odd thing. He was always all over the place and fighting with Gray, Gajeel, anyone. He hadn't taken a mission, so they knew he should be there. But he wasn't. He wasn't anywhere. He wasn't home, not at Lucy's place, and even the Master was at a loss. By the end of the week, the guild was worried. By the end of the month, Erza, Gray, Lucy and Happy were more than worried. They'd searched Magnolia from top to bottom and no one had any clue. As near as they could tell, the day he'd gone missing, he simply vanished from his room. They had a hard time with the idea someone had kidnapped the fire brained dragon slayer. If someone had tried, Magnolia should have been missing a huge chunk of the city. And he would never leave his nakama. That just wasn't Natsu's way.

By the end of two months, they were wondering if he was even alive. A dark feeling had settled over the entire guild and even Gajeel had taken to moping and drinking with the morose Elfman. They'd even contacted the other guilds to see if they'd heard anything, but to no avail. No one had seen the pink haired idiot. There simply was no trace no matter what they did. Lavi had pored over her books and found locator spells and they worked, but nothing seemed to help. Everything she did indicated he was simply not there. Not anywhere.

Around the middle of the third month, a letter arrived at the guild. No one saw it arrive and no one knew who had brought it. It was addressed to Gray Fullbuster. He picked it up at the bar and slid his finger under the envelope. Inside was a fancy invitation to a location in Magnolia. It was addressed to Gray, but said to bring guests with him. It said it was a presentation ceremony. They decided the best bet was to go and find out what this was about. They left Happy at the guild (with Natsu gone he spent most his time sulking anyway) and headed to the address and found it to be some sort of abandoned house. The door was open, though, with a large banner reading "Welcome Fairy Tail". Light spilled from inside.

Cautiously they entered and found themselves in a large open room with a huge chair in the center covered with a black blanket. There was a red bow sitting askew on top of it. A chuckle resounded in the room.

"You came! What good little mages!" a voice from the shadows said and what looked like a little girl stepped out of the shadows. On the other side a little boy, almost identical to the girl except in gender also stepped out of the shadows. Both wore sailor outfits, the boy in shorts, and the girl in a skirt. Both were almost white in skin tone with black hair cut to their chin line. Piercing blue eyes were set in their cherub like faces.

"Who are you and what is this?" Gray asked, looking for other people in the room. He felt at least one other presence.

Natsu held his breath, well he would have if he had any control over his own body at all.

"Well, I figured we'd return what we borrowed, so we thought we'd present it to you as a gift!" the boy said with a wide grin. "A thank you for letting us have such a lovely toy! If I were you, I'd never let this toy go, it was so special!"

Natsu wanted to cry out, scream that he was under here, just please look.

The girl moved forward and soon they both stood in front of the chair and smiled at each other. "Daddy was so good to us and got us this wonderful toy! But we're moving on now, so we'll find a new toy. We were getting bored with this one anyway," she said with a wide grin. "They wear out so fast."

Behind them, a man seemed to melt out of the shadows. "Children, we must go soon. Finish the little game so we can be on the way."

Gray stepped back, recognizing the mark of a dark guild on the man's arm. Erza and Lucy tensed beside him. "Who are you?"

Gray again, making Natsu's heart rise. Why was he suddenly so happy that Gray was here?

The man ignored him completely. "Your friends don't seem to be in the mood to play. Leave your toy and we'll leave them be. It takes so long to make a new one for you, after all, though I had far more fun this time than I have before, this toy lasted so much longer, and didn't really break before we were done. We've never had that happen before." He said, and the two sailor clad children skipped to him, taking his hand and then they were simply gone.

The three remaining in the room were frozen for a moment and Gray finally stepped forward, moving slowly toward the chair. It was the only thing in the room. Erza and Lucy followed slowly. Gray reached out and tugged the black cover downward and all three uttered a gasp.

"Natsu!" Lucy cried and they all stood completely still.

It was their friend, but it wasn't. He looked dead and lifeless, but they could detect the slight rise and fall of his chest. His eyes were open and unblinking, wide and dilated. He had on his scarf, but otherwise he was dressed in a child-like sailor outfit like the two children had been wearing. It was a long sleeved white shirt with a blue tie and a pair of loose white pants. He was shoeless, and his scarf was tied around his neck. His arms were lax at his sides and sat slumped into the back of the chair.

Erza moved forward and shook him. He simply moved forward with her shake and remained in the position she stopped, leaning forward a slight bit, his head tilted backward from the force of the shake. He finally blinked, but that was all.

Natsu felt a shock of anxiety at the touch, even if it was his friend and wanted to get away from it but he couldn't. Still he couldn't even shake off a simple gentle touch from someone he trusted with his life. She had pulled him slightly forward and he remained, frustrated now because his head had tilted back and he was staring up at the ceiling.

"What the hell…" Gray said and shook him again, receiving a similar reaction. He reached out and lifted his arm and found that wherever he put it, it stayed in place, like he was some sort of marionette.

Lucy shook her head. "We've got to get him to the guild, maybe the master can figure out what is wrong with him…"

Gray nodded and before the others could blink had swept him up in a carry, Natsu's body pliant and unresisting, his head lolling back, eyes open and still blank. The trip to the guild took way too long and Erza and Lucy ran in before Gray.

"Master!" Erza called. "We need help!"