So, merry Christmas everyone.
This is an idea I have been working on for some time and finally feel ready to reveal
So yeah, Chaos Natsu.
Earth Land.
A world of great wonders and mysteries.
The greatest of which is a power that saturates this world.
Magic.
Despite its unknown origin, magic is nonetheless the most important force in all of Earth Land. All creatures are touched my magic to some extent. Some claim magic as their birthright, wielding it from their first breath to their last. Others can only lay claim with years of practice, focus, and luck.
Through time, through the wars of men to the conflict of dragons, magic has been the center of all major events.
Magic is potent over all else. Time, space, the elements, all bend to the will of users of magic.
Or is it?
Much has been lost to time, from the names of ancient civilizations to exotic forms of magic, and among this lies another power.
Chaos.
The power of a twisted dimension it was discovered by researching wizards which learned that it could be brought into Earth Land.
Some immediately discarded it, fearing the tainted, almost sentient power.
Some, however, saw potential in Chaos and set about unlocking its secrets and manipulating its power.
Those became known as sorcerers, shapers of the power of Chaos.
Unfortunately, not all were as willing to accept the existence of Chaos. Those who practiced sorcery were regarded evil and corrupt and were hunted and slayed.
And so, it seemed that knowledge of Chaos, and the practices of the Warp, would fall into oblivion before it could even begin.
Were it not for the actions of a single sorcerer, his name long lost.
In desperation, he scoured the vast infinities of the Warp for an answer to his plight, a weapon to wield against those who would see him killed.
By chance or by fate he discovered entities inside the Warp, Gods of this twisted plane who wielded power unmatched. And before these deities, he fell to his knees and begged for the power to punish those who sought to end him.
And the Gods granted his desire.
What followed was a complete turn of events.
The God's Chosen proceeded to gather sorcerers to his side, and with the revelations of the Gods, they became his followers and soon other men too followed for the promise of power.
New powers in hand they descended upon their former hunters and slayed them to a man, then proceeded to start their sweep across the land.
It was by then that the dragons became involved.
They had observed these men, who wielded strange abilities, with interest, but ultimately humans were but a food source, the struggles of man were beneath them.
That changed, one fateful day when a pack of dragons was on the hunt and came across a camp bearing the sigil of the eight-pointed star.
In the battle that followed, as dragon breath and warp sorcery flew, the dragons brought devastation to the camp but were nonetheless felled under the tide of summoned daemons and corrupted steel.
To the dragons, this was an insufferable insult, their fellows slain by lesser creatures, and they sought vengeance.
However, through the machinations of their Gods, the sorcerers had foreseen this retaliation and prepared accordingly.
As the force of dragons arrived, prepared to bring judgment to these strange humans, they came upon a horrific sight.
Men, women, and children lay dead by the hundreds. Their forms were broken and unrecognizable. Their skulls, brains, guts and sexual organs removed.
And behind this abominable display, the dark army stood, all kneeling, before four great multicolored fires that contained the missing body parts.
And from each fire a different giant, primordial terror rose.
That day the dragons fled in defeat.
The daemonic force continued their advance, neither dragon nor human capable of stopping it.
It was during this dark hour that both species, in desperation, sought to play one final gambit.
Ancient enemies, predator, and prey united to face a common foe.
The war was terrible and all sides suffered, but, ultimately, the followers of Chaos were broken and the God's Chosen slain.
The dragons and humans then went about destroying all trace and record of the dark, dreadful power that is Chaos.
They succeeded with all but a few scars on the world. Places too corrupted to fully destroy.
And so, the Archenemy was defeated and tales Chaos fell into history, myth and legend before finally even the oldest dragons only knew fractured stories.
The enemy destroyed, humans and dragons receded back into a conflict which would later give rise to Dragon Slayers and eventually the extinction of dragons and the rise of humans.
But, even as the world so foolishly forgot about them, the Gods of Chaos waited, patiently, for the day a worthy champion would be revealed and once again lead forth the…
Armies…
of…
CHAOS!
The rain fell in great streams from the skies, its freezing cold made every drop like a tiny icicle against the skin.
A babe's wailing was briefly heard but quickly drowned out by great clashes of thunder echoing across the heavens.
A woman was running, her feet splashing in the mud.
Strong winds threw her thick cloak about, the bundle of cloth in her arms laid bare to the elements for a moment.
Despite fatigue, the woman didn't stop. The flickering light of torches and the hateful shouts of men, never far behind her, drove her on.
Her desperate flight, from the ones after her, continued even though she slipped in the mud and her body grew cold and weak.
Fate, however, was not on her side.
In her wild stumbling through the woods, she had reached a dead end.
A great canyon stretched out in front of her, the bottom cloaked by darkness and a horrid aura emanating from it.
No one ventured into, or even near it, for it was considered cursed.
"Kill the witch!"
They had caught up with her.
As the splatter of feet hurried towards her the woman shed a tear.
"I'm sorry Natsu."
Wrapping her arms tightly around the bundle in her arms the woman threw herself over the edge.
The babe was crying still. It's mother's corpse lay broken and bleeding besides it, having shielded it from harm.
Four appalling figures surrounded it. Observing it.
"WHAT SORT OF WEAKLING CREATURE IS THIS?" came a thundering voice.
"It's a human youngling obviously, you meathead," another figure responded alluringly.
"WHY YO…" the first voice began in anger.
"EnoUGh! leT's JUSt kill IT aNd gO ABOut oUr busINesS. thERe's sSCemING tO BE donE," a horrendous and warped voice, like a thousand speaking as one, cut off.
"It's a shame. To cut a young life off so quickly. Such potential for pests to bloom in it," a slurping voice said, its breath a wind of foul stench.
As the first figure moved in to end the infant's life, a huge bloodied ax raised over its head, it suddenly stopped as did the rest.
Voices flowed through their minds. The voices whom dictated their every action. The voiced of their creators and masters.
And as one they looked at the pink haired infant and spoke as one a single word.
Chosen.
So, how did you like that?
For a long time, I thought to make Tzeentch the only Chaos power in this story, mostly because of how he's more directly related to magic.
I did, however, decide against it for a LOT of small reasons who created a greater whole.
So, as you can properly figure out, that baby was Natsu with a different origin now. I'll figure it out as I go (as I do best).
This story will feature a Chaos Champion Natsu, raised by the Ruinous Powers (no Nurgle are not going to change his diaper) and therefore wholly corrupted and evil.
Not-so-much-spoiler: Evil Natsu.
A possible paring or just friendship is yet undecided.
Rated M because of unspeakable daemonic violence.
I'm thinking that the story will function as two parallel storylines. There will be the standard Fairy Tail storyline and then the Chaotic Natsu storyline. The two will affect each other, thereby changing encounters and future events.
Character death will most likely happen but will be controlled to avoid killing off important characters for short term amusement.
Next chapter will properly feature a flash-forward to the start of Fairy Tail and the future chapter will then hold flashbacks to inform of what happened in the past.
Give me a review and tell me what you think of the idea (Important!) and what you would like to see or would have done differently (also important!).
Happy holidays
OverDemon.