A/N: Welcome everyone! I'm fairly excited about writing this story and I hope you'll let me know what you think about it, because it took a lot of convincing for me to upload it \*-*\ And without further ado, Enjoy!

He was one of the strongest gods. Ruler of the underworld. No one dared defy Natsu Dragneel. Especially not on his festival.

Natsu rolled his eyes as he watched over the people awaiting his judgement with boredom. Most of the time he had to sit on his throne and look through the lives of the mortals to see which plane they would be allowed passage into.

One of his guards suddenly cleared their throats "It's time to choose your maiden m'lord."

Natsu grinned wickedly as he was finally relieved of his duties. Boring ones if he was being completely honest.

He strode away from his throne and out of the judgement hall, walking all the way to one of his inner sanctums. His home was a large and grand one, filled with pristine white halls and large Corinthian pillars.

He was lucky enough that he got to live away from Olympus. One of the elder gods, Makarov, had decided it was best considering him and the snowball continuously got into fights that would damage the large infrastructures. That and his destructive nature… it wasn't his fault however.

Sitting down on a marble chair he waited for his servant to bring in the large orb so he could view the eligible maidens. Natsu skimmed through the girls, growing bored once again as he looked at each one. They were beautiful, but none of them seemed to catch his eye.

The maiden retrieving festival was a yearly occurrence. One that he didn't find entirely interesting if he was being completely honest. It was the way that the mortals repaid the gods for their blessings. Each year, the allocated god/ goddess would pick out a maiden to serve them in their quarters. The mortals considered it an honour to serve the gods, albeit of their life sacrifice.

Natsu continued scrolling until he finally came across someone who caught his eye. The girl smiled brilliantly as she strolled through the town, carrying a basket of apples. Her hair was as golden as the stars themselves, and her eyes looked like melted pools of chocolate. Natsu could sense the strength, pride and resilience that this girl carried, and with that he made up his mind.

This girl would be his maiden.

"Hey Loke!" Natsu called out for his right hand man, Leo. Loke originally didn't work for Natsu. Centuries ago he was serving the Celestial spirit king, but was brought to Natsu after the stars had lost the war and their Goddess was slain in the hands of Tartaros. Legend has it that she will be reborn and return one day, but the stories have gotten old and the celestial realm almost forgotten. It was a tragic story really, but Natsu was only an infant when it had happened. However, he did suffer his own losses, as the original god of the underworld, his father had also perished in the war, leaving Natsu to reign at such a young age.

Loke walked in not too long after he called and bowed slightly. "You needed me?"

"Yup! I've picked out my maiden so see to it that the fire chooses her when it is time."

Loke nodded and walked over to the globe, only to be startled as he viewed the young maiden go about her life. Could it be? He shook his head, no. It was impossible, they haven't heard from the celestials in centuries, and surely there would've been some sign that their Goddess was reborn? And in the form of a mortal no less.

"A-are you sure you want to pick this girl, m'lord?" Loke stuttered still feeling off about the uncanny resemblance this girl held to their previous Goddess. He still couldn't be too sure though, his Goddess had only been an infant at the time so he only had guesses on what she would look like. She did however remind him exactly of her mother, a mortal chosen as a maiden by the God of the stars, to which they ended up falling in love.

Their story was iconic as it was talked about for centuries and looked down upon by a lot of the other gods. It was unheard of that a God would choose a mortal as his wife, and vice versa for a Goddess.

Natsu looked at him strangely "Of course I am. This is the girl I want, all the other ones seem so boring. Do you have a problem with my choice?"

"N-no. I'll get her sorted out right away." And with that Loke excused himself as he walked away and started working on all the preparations for the festival. It was after all, the first time that Natsu was chosen to hold the festival.

Natsu looked back at the girl in the globe curiously. Something about her seemed off, but he just shook his head and turned off the globe as he strode out of his inner sanctum and walked off to get cleaned and dressed for his festival.

Natsu smirked as he looked himself in the mirror after he had washed up and gotten dressed. He was wearing a black button up, with some matching tailored pants. On top of that he wore a buttoned up vest, followed by a long tunic that was clasped onto his shoulders. The whole outfit had an assortment of red and gold embellishments and designs embroidered onto it.

It was nice and all, and made him feel incredibly godlike but it wasn't exactly what he liked to wear. He'd often spend his time in loose fitted t-shirts, vests and pants, although he was forbidden to dress that way most of the time. The other Gods had lectured him the last time he walked into a gathering wearing casual clothes, saying ridiculous things about how Gods shouldn't be dressing like that, blah, blah, blah.

He still often dressed casually, thanks to his secluded palace located in the Elysian Fields. Nonetheless, he often got told off countlessly by Loke as he appraised him. That damned cat had no right to do so! He didn't find it in himself to fire him for his crude remarks and judging looks. He was after all, the closest person Natsu had, and he knew deep down inside that the former zodiac leader cared about him deeply.

Natsu took a deep breath in as he exited his palace and made his way towards his chariot so that they could guide him to Olympus, where the festival was held. He lost his enthusiasm once the chariot started to move, he hated Olympus with a burning passion. He couldn't help but blame them for his father's death and his loss of childhood due to it. The other Gods and Goddesses were all present during the Celestial war, so why didn't they save his father?

Sighing he chose to let go of his negative thoughts as they neared Olympus, where the loud music, shouts and voices chattering could be heard from miles away.

A/N: Thank you for reading this fairly short introduction chapter (later chapters will be a lot longer)! I really appreciate it :)

Also I just want to clear something up in case people do go looking through my other work and run across my previous story for fairy tail.

~Some of you may or may not have read my previous story (Which I do NOT recommend) and probably have noticed how it is yet unfinished after years of barely updating it. During that time I was able to realise a lot of things and greatly improve my writing. I still do want to finish my story because I do not want to abandon it but everything I've written is all gone now, apart from what I have uploaded (which I can't seem to copy and paste, don't know If I'm the only one with this problem). My biggest problem is that I do want to go back and rewrite it all because it has bad grammar, lots of mistakes and the plot is all over the place, so I'd have to gather up a lot of motivation and patience in order to do so because I don't find the story interesting in the least bit ;-; With that said I do want to thank everyone who read and supported me with that story and I hope you'll join me in this new and improved story while I try to work out an ending for my previous one.