Well...Hello every one! I'm really bad introductions to be pretty honest.

This is my first story on English, I'm very fluent on the language but If I commit frequent errors, please tell me about them.

I actualize when I'm feeling inspirated, so probably there will be seasons when I would not write.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail(whose manga sadly end)

Human voice

HUMAN YELLING!

"Human thinking"

Dragon/Demon speaking

DRAGON/DEMON YELLING

Spells

"Dragon/Demon thoughts"

Human foreign tongue

Dragon/Demon foreign tongue

(X770, Eano Village)

It was a very cold and quite night.

There was no animal moving, no people doing their "marital duties".

Not people snoring, not people who worked at night, not even nocturnal animals. Absolute silence

But this quiteness wasn't a good one...no, it was very quiet, as if something very bad was going to happened.

Every time, before a calamity or an important event is going to happen there is silence. Silence before the storm

Or, at the very least, that was Akatosh's thoughts and feelings about it.

So it was, so it has always been in time, all foul-things come out.

"In a night like this all happened"-Akatosh thought, flying above the clouds-"In a night like this, the Dragon War started.

In a night like this, HE became unstable,crazy,angry...-He stop thinking about the past, because even if he was the dragon of time, he couldn't go back and fix everything he would like to fix.

Akatosh was humongous Golden-scaled Dragon, with wings so huge whole towns were covered by them when he flew over them.

His eyes were red and showed the wisdom he had collect and gained all over his long life

Who would believe it? Many years ago, when Dragons were not a decadent species, Akatosh was considered the God of the Dragons.

Young and Adult Dragons would visit him on his ancestral home: The Sacred mount Zonia.

Usually, they came to train,study or ask for his blessing.

Truth be told, this blessing didn't worked at all, but the dragons do believe they do and thay was the strong of his "blessings".

Many were the reasons to this common believe among Dragons:

He was the eldest of the Eldest Dragons.

Just as Igneel controls fire, Akatosh controls time itself. His magic make him capable of making a roar without altering the reality itself.

He was powerful among his kindred, one of the most powerful dragons in history.

Even some Humans adored him and prayed to him.

They raised up temples on his honor, asking him for protection.

They even wrote sacred textbooks, now lost.

But those days were on the past, with the rest of Dragon race.

Still, he was there flying and wondering why Acnologia hasn't come to kill him as he did with the rest of their race.

"Acnologia..."-Akatosh thought with bitterness as he pressed his jaws with anger.

The sole of Acnologia on his mind was abominable for a great feeling of regret grew on his heart every time he think about him.

Every Dragonslayer had being trained by a Dragon, and Acnologia wasn't a exception. Akatosh himself taught Acnologia all what he could teach hima about his magic. Yet the Dragonslayer get corrupted during the process, corrupting Akatosh's Time Dragon Slaying magic on his own Apocalypse Dragon Slaying magic.

The thoughts of his old apprentice wee shut the moment he saw fire on the horizon and heard screams of burning and dying people on a village near.

The Dragon fly to there, but it was to late.

All of the village was either destroyed either burned to ash.

He start smell and look for survivors, he didn't spend many time on this task.

Because right here, looking at him, there was a very young child.

This child was a brown-skinned boy with curly black hair.

He was wearing burned,dirty and ugly clothes, his shoes, or what was left of them, were burned as well.

The old dragon could feel magic on him though, a good amount of magic actually. Akatosh start to think about Acnologia again, how he trained him and raised him to be a good and expert dragonslayer. Akatosh notice how similar this moment was with the one he meet Acnologia for the first time.

Even the kid had a serious look on his face, but while Acnologia's serious face was a vengative and hateful one, this one was more a way to show he wasn't afraid of him.

Even if he know the answer, the Dragon still asked:

-What is your name kid? And why you aren't afraid of me?-Akatosh was waiting for his answer. The boy stayed quite for a whole minute, as if he was checking if Akatosh was dangerous or not.

The kid just answered with a sad tone of voice, although his face still had a neutral look.

-I'm Cyrod, sir and I'm not afraid of you because you don't look dangerous, quite the opposite, I feel safe around you...

The dragon didn't answer to his reply, he just started to look around the burning village.

He didn't asked for Cyrod's parents, he just assumed the both of them were dead.

Looking at the kid straight in the face, Akatosh asked with a warmly tone of voice:

-Do you want to come with me? I could teach you magic, my own dragonslaying magic. I can give you a new home,kid just think about it.

Cyrod stayed silent for a bit before he sigh and answered with a neutral tone, yet Akatosh could swore he felt some happiness on the kid's voice.

-Sure, whatever you say Mr...what's your name?

-Akatosh,Cyrod, but you can call me Father if you want.

-Okay Aka- Father, I think we are going to enjoy each other-Cyrod said with a tooth smile on his face, the first true smile he made on all the conversation.

-I sure we will, kid, I'm sure we will-"And this time, I will not fail" Akatosh thought for himself.

Time-skip, 7 years. (6 July of x777)

7 long years has passed since Akatosh took Cyrod as his apprentice.

The kid, now boy, was progressing very well, not as Acnologia on his time but he was still doing good.

Cyrod, at his now 12 years, was a cold but still kind and intelligent boy.

Jikanryū no Hoko! (Time's Dragon Roar!)-Cyrod roared in the Ancient dragon tongue.

A big magic spell came out of his mouth as he destroyed a big part of the forest they both lived in.

Akatosh, proud of him as always, was smilling as he told Cyrod on the Ancient dragon tongue.

-I'm proud of you, my son, you have become on a great dragonslayer

-Thanks,Father, your congratulations means alot to me.

Akatosh not only taught Cyrod to write and speak on the Common Tongue, but also to speak on the Ancient Dragon Tongue.

He was going to need the first more than the second.

Not more than two weeks ago, he met in secret with Fire Dragon King: Igneel.

The Fire Dragon told the older dragon about the dragonification process.

He and other dragons find out a solution and they expected him to do the same as them.

If it's for my son's good, I will do it- He said to Igneel that day.

Now, with only one day left, Akatosh wanted to spend the entire day with his son.

Now it was night, the old dragon taught his son how to cook on a bonfire so Cyrod was cooking a fish that they both captured an hour before.

After Cyrod was slept, Akatosh decided to say his farewells to his son.

-I'm so sorry, Cyrod, but this is where our ways are going to be separated.

I'm really sorry I'm going to leave you alone on this cruel world, but always remember: I love you.

The next morning, Cyrod was confused: Where the hell his dad was?! At first, he thought he was hunting something so he didn't worry.

But then midday came and so did night, until an entire day has passed and there was no signal of Akatosh.

-FATHER! WHERE ARE YOU?! THIS ISN'T FUNNY OKAY?!-he yelled, desperate, tears going down on his cheeks- Please, don't leave me alone...

Cyrod walked and walked and walked for miles, but not signal of his Father wasn't found.

His weeping ended the moment he heard another child crying hard.