She could do nothing but stare at the sleeping boy. His memories gone, all he remembered was Igneel. No memories of his time before he met the King of the Fire Dragons, of his brother Zeref or anything that transpired or his mission to come to the future and defeat Acnologia. Only Igneel was relevant in the boys mind. It had almost broken her. Four Hundred years of waiting and this was the result? It had taken a long time for her to calm down, forcing Natsu into his current state of unconsciousness with a powerful sleeping spell just so that he wouldn't see her breakdown.

There was no way she was going to let this stand. His memories were there somewhere, she just had to bring them to the surface. Having used a powerful sleep spell he now lay a few feet from her. She had been shocked, overbearingly so but now that she had calmed down she began to rationalise the situation. His mind had somehow been affected by the Eclipse Gate, all she had to do was reawaken his memories.

Kneeling, she pulled the boys head into her lap, her hands either side of his face. Her hands glowing a vibrant green as magic circles appeared at the tips of her fingers, tendrils of light came forth from the circles and brushed against Natsu's face before glowing brightly as they rooted themselves into his psyche. From Natsu a stream of light played out, the fogged memories were there, just lost to the boy. Focusing Irene began to unravel them, finding his last memories that were clear and started to clear up the rest.

Even though her extensive power, the process took longer than she would have liked but she wanted to be thorough. She didn't want a single thing in his memory to be unclear to him, all his time spent with Igneel and his Dragon Slayer Magic, his meeting with her especially played a large focus on what she cleared up and she learnt of what had happened upon his departure of her and the time he entered the Eclipse Gate with the other Dragon Slayers. Finally his memory was clear and she released her magic, taking a deep breath.

Looking to the horizon she saw the sun starting to rise, she had been at this for a few hours already. Reaching down she smiled at the boy in her lap, brushing a few pink locks from his face. He was the spitting image of the boy that had made her that promise so long ago, the promise that kept her going all these years. Closing her eyes she enjoyed being with him, her time in the past with him was only a short few days but it had been the best time in her life since her time with Belserion.

"So you've found him again." Irene's eyes shot wide open as the intense magic pushed down on her, her eyes widened seeing a glowing red orb floating up from Natsu's chest.

"Igneel." Irene breathed out, she had only seen him from a distance, never having spoken with the King of the fire Dragon's before. She only ever recalled one time Igneel visited Belserion and the Sage Dragon had made sure no humans were present. While Igneel wasn't like some Dragon's and detested them, he didn't care for them either.

"Not to long ago… no, now that' we're here, four hundred years ago Natsu came back smelling of a woman, a Slayer." Irene frowned slightly. "You were there, four hundred years ago."

"I was." Irene nodded. "I'm a Dragon Slayer, or I was." Irene frowned. "I became a Dragon."

"I see, you're body has lost its sense as a human due to your transformation." Irene winched slightly, the fact had not eluded her. She may have had human form for some years now, but in truth her body was still that of a Dragon. "Why have you sought out Natsu?" Irene looked down at the boy and smiled fondly.

"We made a promise to one another when we met so long ago." Irene spoke softly. "He knew he was coming to the future and I knew that as a Dragon I would live for centuries, he said he would find me when he got here."

"What promise did you make with my Son?" Irene smiled, the fact that Igneel the King of the Fire Dragons was calling Natsu his son, it meant that the Dragon had changed since long ago.

"When we first met, I told him of a place, where Dragons and humans lived together."

"Dragnof." Igneel was familiar with the place she spoke of.

"Yes." Irene smiled. "It was my home, I aided Belserion in creating the utopia that we had however due to the war between Dragons and Humans, the utopia we had crumbled. I can still remember the days filled with serenity." She looked skyward, a slight frown on her features. "Natsu… he…" She smiled gently. "He wanted to go there, despite it no longer existing. I tried to tell him, but he wouldn't listen."

"That hard headed brat."

"Eventually, we came to the promise that when we met in the future. We'd rebuild Dragnof, together." Smiling she looked down at the boy. Leaning forward she pressed her lips to his forehead. "I've been waiting for four hundred years, gathering resources, seeking out the locations of other Dragon Slayers and the day that we can start to rebuild the Utopia for us all has finally come."

"Very well." Igneel spoke. "I Leave Natsu in your care, but don't forget that he was sent here for a reason."

"I've had four hundred years to learn my Dragon Slaying magic, I'll pass everything I know onto Natsu and the other Slayers so that when the Black Dragon comes, Dragnof will be ready."

"Then I should give you something in return." The glowing red ball of magic shined brightly for a moment before a small ball of magic floated to Irene, sinking deep into her chest. She heaved for a moment, feeling a rush of magic through her magic circuits. "For the children, we created these antibodies to stop the children from turning into Dragon's like so many Slayers before them. For all that you'll do for Natsu and the other Slayers of this time, I gift you these antibodies." Tears ran down Irene's face and as they passed over her lips she tasted for the first time in centuries as Igneel's glowing form retreated into Natsu's body. "I leave Natsu to you."