Chaos and Order are held within two hands. Chaos in the left and Order in the right. Holding these is Natsu Dragneel the creator of time and space as well as everything created within each one. "Aye imma make a deal with you guys" Natsu says. Chaos retorts "What's the deal then, spill it." Order lifts her dress and takes a slight bow in response that she is willing to listen. "I will take you guys out of my hands but this will be only done as I place you in the Universe." Chaos just huffs "It's not really like we have a choice though." showing no interest in this so called Universe. Chaos sighs as he lays down on Natsu's hand. "One thing though you both will act and imprint yourselves into what the humans will perceive you as." "Which is both of your names meanings."
Chaos yells and roars "But that's not me, you did this to me you created me with my own will, now i have to act as you originally assigned there's a fucking reason why i changed it's because you gave me my own will." "I know but here's the difference between Order's deal and yours." "Chaos i'm restarting my life and i will be living with you as your son." "I'm bestowing my powers to Chaos." "Excuse me if i may intrude but what is the Universe?" Order asks with a massive blush no one seemed to notice. She did know she wasn't paying attention though as she was looking at her masters body. Both Chaos and Natsu laugh as that question was way too late. Natsu says "You know, imma wipe your memmory as i do mine and make you my girl." "Oh and don't worry we'll meet by my predetermined fate." "Either way find out for your self." Natsu says as he releases them into the universe. AN: I know it was a little corny but i needed something to throw away my writers block.
400 years from present time in Fairy Tail There is what seems to be a village of humans nesteled in a plain wheat field, slim to the touch, and gold to the eye. The breeze kicking up making a wave of gold swim through the surface of the earth. And to the right is a dragon sleeping massive in size, beatiful to every soul. But to someone with strength sees a dark shroud of mist surrouning this massive beast. The beast sees a baby boy one day old from no where sleeping in a basket his hair changing colors, and tan skin. Although it was as if it was frozen in time unable to move. Or more so not ready to wake up. For some reason the dragon felt such a familar connection to the child he waited for it to wake up.
Lemme now if anybody wants me to continue this because other wise i won't.