This is a shot in the dark and my first fan-fiction. Don't hate too much and I apologize for terrible grammar and spelling I will try my best.

Name: Infecta is Latin for infection

I do not own Fairy Tail or Prototype, but I would love to.

Chapter 1: The Infected Dragon and the Child

As Infecta stared at the barren landscape of corrupt decaying corpses that lay to the left and right of him with the flowing red corruption seeping from his body, lying around him as a reminded of why he was there.

FLASHBACK: X416

"STOP THIS AT ONCE INFECTIA; YOU KNOW YOUR DRAGON MAGIC IS FORBIDDEN TO THE MORTAL HUMANS!" A flaming red scaled dragon called from the rise of a flame lit'n hill. This dragon lowered his body to the ground to the left of Infecta and raised his head in dominance.

"STOP SAYING MY NAME WRONG! IT'S INFECTA NOT INFECTIA!" The black dragon snapped as his body pulsated a menacing blood red. Infecta was smaller compared to the flaming dragon but the patterns that decorate his scales rivaled that of Acnologia's himself. The markings fell from the nape of the dragon's neck which fell in a savage tribal mark that circled the spiked fringed of his scales which look more like blades then anything.

"Why should I care about what you say to me Igneel? Have you not taken on a human to learn your style?" Infecta looked up at the older dragon with a glint of disobedience in his ruby eyes but also, a glint of curiosity.

"That is of no concern of yours, and you know why you should care about what I say. I'm the only dragon in our army who trusts you, and I am glad that the son of Acnologia has rebelled against him to help humans. But you know why you are forbidden in taking an apprentice; your magic is too destructive and violent. If you try this again I will take drastic action to stop you."

Infecta just scowled and cursed under his breath as he looked over to his right as Igneel leaves and stares at the human child who looked at him with slight disappointment. "He was lying, right Infecta… You can teach me your magic, can't you?"

"I shall teach you how to protect yourself, but I cannot teach you my magic. Now watch child." Infecta calmed his breathing and formed a magic circle above the small boys head transferring a small amount of Reflector magic to the boy who remained confused to this new magic.

"This magic will become clear to you in time little one, now return to your home." Infecta whispered as he nudged the child away with his snout. The child reluctant to leave for some reason eventually decides it would be best to leave and walk over the hill returning to his small village. After several moments had passed the dragon fell and silently wept for being unable to teach the small boy who he considered his child who had such a look of pain.

The dragon spread his wings and was about to ascend to the heavens when there was a sudden flash in the distance that caused his eyes to ache from its intense light. After a few moments had finally passed and his eyes adjusting to the intense light he noticed something he wish he never had. The smell of burning flesh… Human flesh. Without a moment's hesitation he flew full speed towards the village the small boy had resided. As he grew ever closer the smell intensified only adding to his ever-growing fear.

Five seconds past and he could not believe what he could see; the entire village was in ruins and burning. The stench was almost toxic with its intensity, without a thought of safety he dived into the fire to start looking for the child he had sent to this disaster. His scales weren't made for fire and began to crack and char as he cringed at the pain; he forced his body through the pain as went further into the inferno.

Seconds inside the flaming inferno turned to minuets before his broken body began to crawl out and his look began to look even more demonic than before with a strange red liquid seeping from his left eye and multiple parts of his scorched body. Within the dragons mouth lays a large log of charcoal which he handled with great care and slowly place down on the ground only for it to reveal the unidentifiable face of what appeared to be a small child.

"Ig… Igne…IGNEEL!" The currently unidentifiable dragon roared at the top of his raging charred lungs. The sound of anger and desperation within the voice of the scarred dragon was enough to make the ground quake and cry in fear. As the ground shuck it began to quake and crack as another set of claws ripped through the earth as another body approached Infecta.

"You brought this upon your-self Infectia; I told you that you weren't allowed to teach a mortal your magic!" Igneel roared with pure rage. His fanged glistened against the light of the flames that danced upon his scales. His wings outstretched in dominance over the decaying dragon as if he was ant and Igneel was a boot.

"YOU BASTARD, I DID'T TEACH HIM DRAGON SLAYER MAGIC!" Infecta roared as he attempted to bite at Igneel throat. Igneel recoiled from his dominant stance and prepared to defend him-self but began to fear the demonic looking creature before him. Infecta eyes began to change as the pure rage filled his soul and released his magical power to the surrounding area, driving Igneel into a defensive stance.

"So this is the power of the son of Acnologia. Very well then, you leave me no choice!" Igneel then released a matching amount of power to try to force the younger dragon into submission, but to his displeasure Infecta's power level continued to rise beyond what is physically possible for the small dragon. "What are you?" Igneel said in terror of the infected body before him. Infecta's body began to grow and expand; his very being was radiating nothing but danger for a ten mile radius.

"Very well, you leave me no choice Infectia. I SHALL STOP THIS NOW!" Igneel screeched as he raised no to his back legs, and a strange thing occurred. "This will stop your rage and seal your powers for the rest of time, I'm sorry…" Igneel spoke without a hint of remorse and summoned a forbidden magic square of banishment.

"DON'T SAY YOUR SORRY YOU SWINE, YOU JUST MURDERED AN INOCIENT VILLIAGE! WE ARE DRAGONS WHO FIGHT FOR HUMANS!" Infecta's voice began to crack from his misery and strain of his own power. "YOU ASSUMED I TAUGHT THE CHILD MY MAGIC, I TAUGHT HIM REFLECTOR MAGIC TO DEFEND HIMSELF! MY INFECTION WOULD NOT HAVE SPREAD! NOW IGNEEL REPENT ON YOUR SINS!" Infecta bellowed out as he gathered the surrounding energy around his jaw before inhaling a godly amount of the energy before releasing in one large breath.

"INFECTED BREATH!" Infecta called as a crimson red gas spewed from his mouth engulfing the surrounding area.

"BE GONE!" Igneel called as the magic square increased in size to swallow the gas that was currently killing the wildlife and replacing it with pulsating red and black vines, the square continued to grow until it finally engulfed Infecta.

"The magic square is forbidden for the reason as anything that is caught inside it will be banished to another dimension and permanently erased from Earth Land. Infecta, in a few minutes your father shall forget you and so shall I and when I leave the ruins of this town, even it will be forgotten. I am sorry, but I had to stop your virus from escaping, you knew it had the power to plunge the world into chaos. I did what I had to do; I don't regret my action… Goodbye"

With Infecta, Present Day: X775

'Why do I have to remember such an event now?' Infecta thought as he looked over his corrupted kingdom. 'I never found out where that bastard sent me.' Infecta sighed inwardly as he picked up his heavy, mangled body and began to walk over the fallen corpses that lied around him which had decayed over the hundreds of years they had been trapped there.

"That swine had to send the town with me; I could never give them a proper funeral…" As Infecta looked over the ruins he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. Eyes burning, into the back of his skull.

"Who's there? I won't bite; it's been a long time since I have had someone to talk with." A few moments had passed in silence until a small girl with short cut black hair, plain jeans and a t-shirt saying 'Rose' in red letters.

"Hello." The small girl squeaked revealing she was scared and rather intimidated by the daemon of a dragon before him. "You aren't going to eat me, are you?" The girl nervous in the situation questioned while fidgeting from left to right.

"No, I shall not harm you child. Please come closer it has been years since I have spoken to another. Can you tell me your name child? Infecta questioned the small human genuinely happy to meet someone to talk with even if it is only a small child.

"My name is Aimee, I'm three years old!" The small girl now known as Aimee became more confident knowing the dragon wouldn't bite his head off. She was happy that there was someone who could possible help her.

"Aimee is a beautiful name, be proud of that name. Now tell me, why and how did you get here?" Infecta was happy to have someone here but he was also concerned on how this child had come to in his prison. In Infectas time by himself he became wary of anything that might mean danger even if this prison is only made for him.

"I don't know… The last thing I remember was a flash of red when I was heading off to bed and waking up here. Why are you here Mr Dragon?" The girl said with the sound of confusion echoing in her voice.

"My name is Infecta, I am a very old dragon and this is my prison for existing and for trying to defend what I held close to my heart…" The cursed dragon spoke with nothing but sorrow in his voice while a he began to cry from his right eye.

"Don't cry Dad, you shouldn't be locked up here if you were protecting something." Aimee had called the weeping beast before her father without realizing as she hugged the large dragons head to comfort.

"Thank you Aimee but why did you call me your father?" Infecta asked confused but calmed from his outburst.

"I don't know, I have never had parents and you seem really great and I want you as my Dad!" Aimee let out while her face spread out into a brilliant grin.

"I never had the chance to have a daughter, I can teach you many a thing but you cannot stay permanently. There will be a time when you must leave, but if you wish I can send you back Earth Land?" Infecta never dream't of imprisoning anyone in a prison created for him never mind it being a child.

"I did't have anyone, but know I have my Dad!" This sent bliss shooting throughout his spine, he had his child at long last."

My Notes: OK some people will rage at me because of what Igneel did but keep in mind the Virus is very destructive so he had to take large measure to make sure the magic was stopped and I liked the idea of a square as an alternate and forbidden magic (after the time skip of the flashback the magic will be a lost and forgotten magic).

Aimee's ability's will be similar to Alex Mercers and be more based around speed than being a power house.

I got nothing more today, gonna start writing second chapter tomorrow. :D