There is a section of land known as Beast Valley. Vicious creatures are known to live in the land and attack just about anything. The winters are known to be harsh with heavy snowfall, snowstorms, and frigid temperatures. The land itself is very fertile and perfect for farming. Mountains surround most of it, giving it very few entry ways and the trip can be long and tedious. The people who live there are hardy, strong-willed, and brave. Having to deal with vicious animals and extreme weather they have adapted over generations. The people native to the valley live in harmony with the beasts and most have learned to tame them.
The capital city houses most of the population with small villages spread around the area.
The ruler of the land of the land is a young Barbarian who is known for his strategic mind and overwhelming power. He took down the previous leader at the age of 17. Since then the land has prospered and trade from other kingdoms has increased greatly, making quality of life better for everyone. The current ruler goes by Beast King for his ability to tame any beast. Most notably, he has tamed the most dangerous and deadliest of beasts. A dragon.
The Beast King is accompanied by said dragon who is very protective of his owner. The dragon acts as transportation, bodyguard, advisor, and best friend. The dragon follows his master wherever he goes and is known to be very weary and distrustful around strangers. Though, it's said around his master he's very clingy and loves attention but that's just a rumor.
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The morning sun shines through the curtains and begin to fill the large room of the Beast King. Large canopy bed, sitting area complete with fireplace and a few book shelves filled with books and large comfy chairs, large double doors that lead to a beautiful balcony overlooking Beast Valley, large double doors that lead out of the room, and a sleeping lump curled up under the covers.
There is a solid knock on the wooden doors of his room. There is a groan from the lump under the covers. The knock gets louder.
"Go away." The lump yells, groggily.
"Your majesty. It's time to get up. You have a lot to do today. It's imperative you get up."
"Five more minutes." He calls out.
walking briskly down the hall of a man with bi-colored hair. Right half is a snow white while the left half is a cherry red. A burn scar covers his left ocean blue eye, while his right eye is a smokey grey. He is wearing red pants stuffed into black boots, a long sleeve white shirt, and a blue and gold vest. "Is he not awake yet, Iida?"
The man at the door salutes, his armor clattering a bit. His silver rectangular glasses shine for a second. "Sir Shoto! Good morning. But no. His majesty has not yet awakened."
He takes a deep breath. "I see. Let me handle this." He shoves open the door. "Izuku Midoriya." He yells. "Get up this instant."
Snorting awake and jumping up, a man with fluffy green hair and shimmering green eyes. He looks around frantically with wide eyes. "What? Who? Shoto?" He rubs his eyes. There are scars that cover his hands, arms, and a few on his chest and back. A tattoo sits on his left shoulder with a dragon encircling the initials S.T.
"Time to get up." He walks over to him and grabs his wrist, pulling him out of bed. "Let's get your teeth brushed and hair combed."
He whines and stumbles a bit. "I just want more sleep..." He says softly.
"Well, you had the chance to sleep but you decided to stay up for that festival, drinking, eating, and dancing." He looks at the door. "Iida. Go tell the cooks to prepare a light breakfast. His majesty has a hangover. Then make sure Uraraka has the schedule ready. Got it?"
He nods. "Understood!" He runs off with great speed.
Izuku whines and rubs his head. "It was a special festival though..." He says softly. "You said go have fun."
"I didn't think you'd get totally wasted and begin dancing around like you're about to go to war the next day." He pulls him to the bathroom and makes him stand in front of the sink and mirror. He gets his teeth brush and toothpaste. "Say ah."
He whines. "I can brush my own teeth." He opens his mouth none the less.
Shoto brushes his teeth without another word. Once Izuku spits out the residue in his mouth he hands him a cup of water. Izuku takes it and gargles before spitting it out. Shoto washes his face and then starts to comb out his hair the best he can. When done, he guides him back to the bedroom and tosses his clothes at him.
"Everything is happening so fast." Izuku mutters as he gets dressed. He pulls up his pants and pulls his red shoes on. He wraps his green cloak with white fur around the collar, over his shoulders and ties it off. "Breakfast?"
Shoto sighs in relief and nods. "Yes. Breakfast." He takes his hand and leads him down the hall and down the stairs until they get to the dining hall. He sits him down at the head of the table and sits down to his right, joining the others. "Finally."
Izuku clears his throat and lifts up his goblet. "My head hurts and I'm still tired. So...let's eat." He stares at his big bowl of porridge and pouts a little bit. "This is it...?" He looks over at Shoto.
"You have a hangover. So yes, that is it." Shoto glances at him then smiles at his plate of eggs, sausage, bacon, and ham stacked to the brim.
Izuku pouts and looks over to his left at Ochako. "Psssttt, can I have a piece of bacon?" He whispers.
She leans over and whispers. "No. This is for your own good. You'll only get sick later if you have something heavy."
He sighs and lifts up his spoon and starts to eat his perfectly warm porridge. It isn't bad but it's just bland. But it did go down easily and his head is starting to clear up a bit. He starts to scarf it down and takes a sip from his goblet. Nice cool water hits his dry mouth and he nearly melts into his seat. Once his mind is now much clearer, he glances over at Ochako.
"What's the schedule for today?"
Shoto visibly relaxes and takes a long sip from his goblet.
"Well, you have your monthly check in with the other tribes first. Then you have a lunch date with your mother. Then you have to prepare for your meeting with the other Kingdom's Prince in regards to something important they want to discuss."
Shoto grunts softly and stabs his fork into a piece of ham. "Do they have to come here?"
Izuku smiles at him. "It's to show good will between our two kingdoms. So yes. They have to come here."
"He's right Todoroki." Tenya speaks up. "We have to be hospitable if we want negotiations to go well. They'll only be here a few days at most."
Shoto grimaces. "I'll keep my eyes on them. In case they try something. I don't like this."
Izuku rubs the back of his neck. "You just don't really like strangers. It's alright. Try not to worry too much, alright?"
After breakfast, Izuku, Iida, Ochako, and Shoto head outside to the open Square in front of the palace.
Ochako hands Izuku a map. "Here. Make sure to check on every one of these marked on the map."
He takes the map. "I know. I've been doing this for over three years now. I'll be gone for a few hours. Just make sure things run smoothly until I return."
Iida and Ochako both salute and give a resounding, "Yes sir!"
Shoto takes a few steps back and inhales deeply. With a puff of smoke he changes into a large dragon. He spreads out his wings, one white and the other red. Glistening white scales covers most of his body with red stretching over the left side of his face and down to his chest. Sharp fangs poke out of his mouth, small spikes trail down on his tail. Two long black horms stretch back and curl at the end. He snorts out a puff of smoke from his nostrils and lowers his head. He lightly nuzzles Izuku and a soft purr rumbles in the back of his throat.
Izuku chuckles and rubs his snout. "You're so cute, you know that?" He grins. He climbs on his back. "I'll see you guys later." He waves. "Let's go Shoto."
The dragon roars and flaps his wings, rising into the air and flying off. Shoto soars through the sky with Izuku closing his eyes and letting the wind blow past him.
"This takes me back." Izuku laughs. "Back when it was just you and me, fighting to survive. Making our way across the country."
Shoto glances back at him and roars. "How can I forget? Some of the happiest days of my life."
He smiles and lies down on his back, staring up at the sky. "Right. Thinking back on when we first met feels like yesterday." He smiles softly.
~5 Years Ago~
A 15 year old Izuku stares at his map and looks around wearing thick fur armor. "There is suppose to be some sort of ice cave around here..." He says softly, trudging up a snowy mountain. "I'm suppose to kill it." He sighs and stops at the mouth of the cave. "Here it is."
The cave is large and covered in icicles dangle over the opening. A soft growl echos through the cave causing them to rattle.
He forces down the lump in his throat and shoves his map into one of his pockets. He slowly starts to walk inside, stepping carefully. "An ice dragon that can breathe fire like a fire dragon. Ice dragon's aren't known for their fire breath, so this is strange. Its been attacking villages randomly and burning everything in its path. Almost like it's angry." He continues to mutter to himself.
He continues to walk deeper into the cave until he comes to an open cavern. Sunlight trickles in from a small hole in the ceiling and shines over the ice, making it sparkle and glow. Izuku looks around, amazed and almost hypnotized.
"Who are you?" A cold voice asks from behind
His eyes snap to a boy around his age sitting at the far end of the cavern, back pressed against the wall and wrapped in a blanket. He can't help but take notice of his duel colored hair and eyes. Even more noticeable is the burn over his left eye.
"Are you here to kill the vicious dragon?" He asks.
Izuku rubs the back of his neck. "Well, I'm not here to kill the dragon. More like, try to tame it?"
"Tame a dragon? Are you some kind of stupid?" The boy sneers. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to tame a dragon?"
"Well, of course I do, but it's the only way I can think of handling this situation. I don't want to kill the dragon. They're endangered enough as is. Not to mention this dragon's actions are strange. But they still need to be stopped."
"Strange?" He raises a brow.
"Dragon's don't normally attack without some sort of motive, like revenge, self-defense, or even just to steal some gold. This dragon attacks randomly and destroys everything like it's angry at something. Maybe at humans themselves? So, that's what I'm guessing its motive is. So, instead of killing it I'm hoping to help it somehow."
"So...you want to tame this dragon, to try and help it get over its anger issues?" He raises a brow.
"Well, sort of, yeah." He rubs the back of his neck. "When you put it like that, it sounds a little silly."
"I get it. You really are an idiot. Turn around and go back home." He waves his hand. "You have a life to live."
"I take it you're the dragon?"
"What if I am." His eyes narrow and he slowly stands up.
"This makes things easier." He smiles. "If you allow me to tame you, then I can help."
"Help? You want to help?" He marches up to him, standing a few inches taller and using the height difference to loom over him. "A filthy, pathetic, human like you? What? Do you want to use me as some sort of weapon? To be some extravagant pet? Sell me on the black marker for parts?" He yells and snarls, clenching his fists tightly.
Izuku furrows his brows and gulps a little bit. "W-what? No! I don't want to do any of those things! I really just want to help." He would be lying if he said he isn't intimidated.
"LIES!" He roars. Throws off his blanket and snarls as his teeth elongate into fangs and nails grow into claws. "All humans do is LIE and STEAL and KILL! You're no different!" Scales begin to cover his body and it grows in size, shape morphing and wings sprout out of his back. He roars, now a full blown dragon.
Izuku grits his teeth. "Okay. It seems we have to do this the hard way." He jumps back, avoiding a stream of fire. He brings up his right hand, holding out his index and middle finger towards the furious dragon. "Sacred Art: Beast Chain." He draws a symbol in the air before diving out of the way of sharp claws.
A opaque golden chain wraps around the dragon's neck, making him roar and thrash his his head around. He snarls and let's loose a stream of fire at the human.
Izuku jumps to the side again and rolls a bit, panting softly. "I'm not going to give up!"
"I won't let himself be captured. Not again. I will not be used to serve a human ever again!" He roars. He claws at the chain and snarls. He bites down on it and swings it around, slamming Izuku against the walls and floor of the cave.
He grits his teeth as he smashes against hard ice. His head begins to bleed and he's sure a few ribs break, but he doesn't release his spell.
The dragon let's go of the chain and starts to run towards the exit. Izuku slides against the ice, kicking his feet a bit. Once outside, the dragon takes off immediately into the air. Izuku kicks his feet as he dangles from the chain coming out of his fingers. He grips the chain with his free hand.
"You're persistent." He snarls and and flies lower over a sea of thick pine trees.
The young Barbarian shuts his eyes tightly as he slams against branches, tree trunks, and needles prick his face. He spins around a few times, getting cuts and scrapes along the way. He continues to hold on tightly despite the onslaught.
The dragon snarls and makes a sharp turn in the air, flying straight up into the sky. Once high above the clouds, he folds his wings and falls backward into a full nosedive towards the ground. Before hitting the ground he spreads his wings and glides across the air over another sea of trees. He pants heavily then flies a little higher into the air. He looks down to see if he's still dangling and doesn't see him. "Good. He fell off."
"Sacred Art: Beast Circle." Izuku grips the chain while on the dragon's back.
A magical circle appears under the dragon, making him freeze and begin to fall to the ground. He lands with a crash, groaning loudly.
Izuku pants heavily as he slides off and lands on the ground, taking a few steps back. "That...took a lot out of me." He's bleeding from his head, chunks of armor are missing and reveal either scratched bleeding flesh or heavy bruising. His fingers connected to the chain look like they're broken and various small scratches and cuts cover his hands.
The dragon snarls and puffs out a puff of smoke from his nostrils. "When I break out of here you're dead."
"Why are you so angry? What did humans do to you?" He asks, sitting down and leaning against a log.
"What did humans do to me?" He roars and growls. "I was made by a damn human. I was called his 'Greatest Masterpiece'. Raised and trained to be his secret weapon. Forced to train and get stronger..." He tries to raise himself from the ground, but can't push himself up. "Forced to fight my own kind to the death. Forced to do his bidding for years and years. Beaten if I didn't follow an order or failed a task. Starved to near death if I tried to runaway. I was his slave. His property. But not anymore. I refuse to let myself go back to being the tool for some human."
Izuku sits there and listens. It all makes sense now. He shakily stands up and walks closer to the dragon, making him growl. "I get why you're so mad at humans and why you hate us so much. You have every right to be. But, you don't have the right to go around ruining lives by killing senselessly!"
He snarls. "It's what I was born to do! Why resist what my power was made for? Why try to resist my destiny? There's no point. My power was created to destroy."
Izuku grits his teeth and stomps his foot. "It's your power!" He screams as loud as possible to the dragon. "You're free now, aren't you?! Isn't that what you just told me! It's your power! Not his! Use it how YOU want to! Make your own damn destiny, damn it!" He breathes heavily and eyes fill with a fire. He raises his fingers and swipe them up then diagonal. "Release."
The dragon, taken aback by his words quickly moves up to a sitting position and stares down at the human, eyes wide. He isn't sure why, but he feels...intimidated right now.
He looks up at him. "Since you're so mad and angry at humans, you can take it out on me! I'll fight you, dragon! I'll fight until either one of us can't move. Will that satisfy you? If I win, you have to stop your senseless attacks, got it? If you win, then...you can kill me and do as you wish. Deal?"
He sits there, dumbfounded. Why? Why was he going through all this trouble? Was the reward that great? No. He's seen the poster before. Not nearly enough to go this far. Something about this human made him feel...strange. He nods and growls softly. "Deal."
Izuku grins big. "Good!" A green electric power surrounds his body. He lunges toward the dragon's face and clenches his fist tightly and clenches his ass. "DETROIT!" He swings his fist. "SMASH!"
Yeah~ I made a little twist to the fantasy au. I saw some art of Barbarian Deku and was like "YO THAT'S SO COOL! THEN SHOTO CAN BE HIS DRAGON!" And since there is no fanfiction of that, I decided to make my own! I hope you guys enjoyed and be on the lookout for chapter 2, coming eventually! Anyways, let me know what ya think!