Brothers and Dragons

By TJJProductionsGirl

All rights and privileges reside with Hiro Mashima the owner of fairy Tail, I claim nothing other than my OCs and plot deviations.


Chapter 1: Meetings and Beginnings

Flapping her wings Fiera soured over the forest. While humans ran and cowered at the sight of her she enjoyed the serenity of the forest where the trees were thick and nothing from below could see her. As she flew a she felt a burning sensation build in her nose. It was the scent of polluted air, something nearby was burning, and it wasn't the forest. Using her enhanced vision she caught sight of a village near the edge of the forest.

Landing she saw the splattered bodies of humans. While she preferred to keep her distance from them there was no doubt that they did not deserve whatever fate had in store for them. Suddenly, her ears caught the hint of a small quiet sob. Turning her head she saw a small figure in the half-destroyed house next to her. Sitting there with his hands blocking his face was a small boy, no older than nine. The dragon saw the rubble in front of the boy, it was splattered with blood. A human woman who Fiera assumed could only be the boy's mother had her head sliced halfway by the rubble. A man not too far from her had been impaled by a sharp rock.

"M-mommy…" he cried, the altering dragon felt a pang of sympathy for this poor boy. His life most likely had been peaceful before this.

"Child, are you alright?" asked the dragon. The boy looked up at her with a tear-stained face, he obviously wasn't alright the dragon knew this, but she also knew that it was always better to say it out loud than to just keep it in.

"M-mommy and d-daddy aren't here a-anymore a-are they?" he asked the dragon. In his eyes, there was no fear, only a deep sadness.

"No child, I am afraid they are no longer with us." answered the dragon. She expected the boy to begin crying once more but to her surprise, he did not. He wiped his tears and stood up turning around he went to the bookshelf and began to fill a bag with the books. On the top of the bookshelf, there was a small box that he also placed into the bag. Heaving it onto his small shoulders he walked up to the dragon.

"Child, might I ask your name?" asked the altering dragon.

"C-Christopher," he replied.

"Would you like to join me? I might not be human but I can teach you the ways of dragons and dragon slayers," she said kindly.

"L-like a family?" he asked, there was a small gleam in his eye like the idea was something he wanted.

"If that is what you desire than yes, we can be a family." Said Fiera giving the dragon equivalent of a smile. And thus began the time the two would spend together, a life full of joy, fun, and laughter.

It had been six months since Fiera had picked up Christopher in that village. He was going to be rather tall for a human, she could tell he was already taller than expected. Fiera had also noticed that the boy seemed to be a magical prodigy with both the natural talent and mana reserves to back it up. He could easily bend his thought process, personality and mannerisms to adapt to whatever situation he was put into.

He had already mastered most of which he was taught. While this generally was a good thing Fiera feared that he might fall to the temptation of power. Although sometimes she felt that while he was sitting right next to her he seemed to be a ways away. He was a rather calm and expressionless child something she hoped would change in the future.

With magic out of the way within the first year Fiera decided to stick with physical training. Christopher's days were soon filled with meditation(which he already did on a daily basis), excruciating workouts, sparing, and many tests to senses and ability to not be noticed by Fiera. As the boy grew Fiera watched as he maintained a constant wariness about him. He had mastered all but non-verbal spells by the time he was fourteen.

"Chris, I have to go visit Igneel and some of the other dragons." said the alteration dragon, "I have only one lesson left to teach and I shall teach it to you before I go meet with the others," she said in a serious non-joking tone.

"Alright," he answered moving his gaze from his book to her.

"This next lesson is different from all else that I have taught you. The very nature of our magic is the ability to shift reality, alter it to our will. It also abides by the rules of equivalent exchange, it must always have equal value. An eye for an eye. One type for another. The ability to change reality is powerful, but also dangerous. We can do whatever we please, but there is one thing we must never do. We must never go against the laws of nature if we do there will be consequences. I must leave now, be safe. My son."

And with that, she flew off into the sky to meet with the other dragons. Knowing that she would be back by night if not tomorrow morning Christopher went back to reading his book of healing magic and enchantments, all the while unknowingly ignoring the feeling of dread that developed in the pit of his stomach.

Christopher awoke in the morning feeling cold. His mother was nowhere to be seen, he sniffed the air and began to search the immediate area. Fiera's scent was very faint, something wasn't right. This was where the two lived her scent should be much stronger. Returning to their cave, Christopher began to clean up his mess. His books and papers were scattered all over the floor by the wind.

Packing up his stuff into his magical backpack he sat down and began to meditate. Fiera would return later that morning he concluded. Who knew that dragons could take such long meetings. By sundown, Christopher had enough of waiting. If Fiera wasn't going to come back then he just needed to find her himself. Picking up his bag he walked into the forest, only glancing back once to the place he once called home.

Christopher enjoyed the peaceful serenity of the night. It was calm and mysterious. As Christopher walked he saw a small light through the trees. The sun had already set, he needed to find shelter for the night. Heading towards that light he found a cave a bit larger than the one he used to live in. Slowly approaching this cave he heard sobbing, taking a peek inside Christopher spotted a boy around twelve weeping. Christopher wondered what could be ailing the boy so he approached the younger child.

"What's wrong?" said the teen calmly.

"M-my dad is missing a-and I can't find him." said the boy through tears.

"What does your dad look like kiddo?" asked the older boy.

"He's big, red and breaths fire. My dad's a fire dragon." replied the boy as if it were normal for all children to have fire-breathing parents.

"Oh." replied the teen. 'I wonder if he is a dragon slayer as well.' thought the teen.

"You don't believe me, do you?" the child asked seeming slightly offended.

"Well, I-" started the teen before the younger shouted.

"I'm not lying! It's true my dad, Igneel, is a fire dragon!" he said with more tears falling down his face.

Bonking the boy on his head the older boy shook his head, "I believe you kid, my mother was the Altering Dragon Fiera."

"So your a dragon slayer too!?" said the boy excitedly.

"Yes, now what's your name?" asked the teen.

"My name is Natsu Dragneel, what's yours?"

"My name is Christopher." Natsu frowned at this.

"What's wrong Natsu?" asked Christopher.

"No last name?" replied Natsu eyeing the older boy.

"Well, no. I don't have one." replied the older boy as he crouched down to eye level.

"Okay then, you can be Christopher Dragneel!" said the boy standing up excitedly.

"So you want us to share the same last name, like brothers?" asked the black haired teen.

"Yeah, we can be brothers!" said Natsu now bouncing.

"Okay, brothers it is Natsu. Now it's getting late if we want to find our dragons we are going to need to sleep." At this Natsu began to pout.

"I don't wanna," he said crossing his arms.

Sighing the older boy set down his bag and leaned against the wall, picking up the young boy and setting him into his lap and wrapping his arms around him, Natsu was now stuck inside of a hug.

"Hey what are you doing!?" shouted Natsu attempting to escape.

"You are going to bed whether you like it or not, if me holding you down is going to do the trick then I will do it." replied the teen as he leaned back into the wall.

After some time of constant struggling Natsu began to feel his eyes drooping, despite how much he kept trying Natsu found himself sleeping in the older boy's arms. The next morning Natsu found the older boy grilling fish over a small fire. Feeling hungry he went and sat next to the older boy.

"Good morning…" said Natsu sleepily.

"Good morning." responded the teen as he turned the fish once more before taking them off the grill.

"Would you like some?" he said waving the cooked fight in front of Natsu's face.

As the scent of the grilled fish made its way into Natsu's nose he woke up completely and all but snatched the fish from Christopher.

"Fish! Thanks, Nii-san!" said the excited boy who began to munch on his fish. A small smile crept it's way onto the older boy's face as he himself began to eat his fish.

"Hey, Nii-san?" asked Natsu looking at Christopher who seemed to be lost in thought. When he got no response Natsu stood up and looked at Christopher in the eye.

"Oi, Nii-san are you awake?" asked Natsu leaning into his brother's face.

"I'm afraid that I am awake Natsu." said the teen who took one final bite of his fish, finishing it off.

"Then why weren't you responding!?" shouted Natsu annoyed at his Nii-san's aloofness.

"Natsu, I have an ability called vision, that ability while I can access it at will it is also a passive ability causing it to activate whenever." replied the older boy who stood up and began packing Natsu's things into a bag for him to carry.

"Wait, what?" asked the confused fire dragon slayer.

"I sometimes get visions that I can't control," said Christopher giving a more simplified version of his explanation.

"Oh, that what did you see? Tell me! Tell me!" said the excited boy as Christopher helped him put on his backpack.

"A fairy, I saw a fairy with long blonde hair, in a light pink frilly dress leading me to some sort of building." explained.

"Nii-san, how do you know fairies exist?" said Natsu.

"I don't, but it was a small girl with wings that looked like a fairy from fairy tales. So she probably is one or something related to fairies." replied the older boy as the two walked.

The pair eventually made their way out of the forest until they made their way to a large town.

"Nii-san look at all the people!" said Natsu running around excitedly as Christopher kept one hand on the boys scarf so that he would not run off and get lost. Walking through the town the brother's eventually made their way to a large building, outside was a short man who was observing the sky.

"Excuse me, sir, would you mind telling me what this place is?" asked Christopher to the unusually short man.

"This place is a guild, a place for mages to find jobs and a place where friendships and family are born." Christopher took this information in and began to ponder on what to do next.

"Hey, old man-" began Natsu before getting smacked upside his head by Christopher for addressing the man in such a rude way.

"What's this place called?" asked Natsu giving a small glare to the older dragon slayer.

"Oh, this is Fairy Tail, one of the many wizard guilds in the kingdom of Fiore." hearing this Christopher wondered if this is what his vision meant.

"Fairy Tail? Do fairies actually have tails?" asked Natsu curiously.

"That I wonder. No one has ever seen a fairy, much less if they have tails or not. I guess we should be the ones to find out huh? Sounds like quite the adventure." said the elderly gentleman.

"If the two of you have nowhere to go you could join." offered the man.

"Might I ask your name sir?" asked Christopher.

"Ah, right I forgot to introduce myself. I am Makarov Dreyar the current master of fairy tail," said Makarov smiling.

"My name is Christopher Dragneel, my little brother here is Natsu Dragneel," said Christopher as Natsu was peeking inside of the guild.

"Can we join Nii-san?" asked Natsu excitedly.

"Well, we still need to find Igneel and Fiera Natsu," replied Christopher.

"I know but what leads do we have?" asked Natsu his excitement dropping at the idea that they have no idea where to find their dragons.

"True, we need money in order to live and to travel so we can find them. We are both wizards so we do have the ability to join, I don't mind joining. How about you?" asked Christopher, he had weighed out his options and joining seemed like the best option.

"Yeah! Let's do it!" he said jumping with a fist above his head.

"Master Makarov, If you would allow it we would like to take you up on that offer," said Christopher placing his hands on Natsu's shoulders to keep the boy from bouncing so much.

"Alright, follow me you two." said the master as they walked into the guild.

"Where would you like your emblem and what color?" said Makarov holding a stamp. Both boys got their emblem on their right shoulder with Natsu's being red and Christopher's being a dark blue.

On a bench next to them was a boy with black hair, he looked to be Natsu's age if Christopher had to guess. The boy was wearing only his underwear something that Christopher wondered if it was normal. He was sitting on a bench when Natsu began staring at him. Opening his book Christopher began to read, ignoring most of what's happening around him.

"Oi, what do you want?" said the black haired boy.

Before Natsu could respond to a girl with brown hair passed by saying, "Gray, your clothes." The black haired boy looked down and jumped realizing that he had nothing but his undergarments on.

Turning around and crossing his arms Natsu said, "Pervert." causing the other boy to get annoyed.

"What'd you call me?" the boy, now named Gray, said.

"You heard me, pervert," replied Natsu bluntly. Gray pounced on the dragon slayer and the two began to fight.

"My are they spirited." Christopher heard the master say.

"Oui, they will fit right in here." said the man with reddish curly hair next to him. Christopher continued sitting at the bench reading his book as the two younger boys kept fighting. When a girl with armor and scarlet red hair walked up and bonked the two on the head.

"Stop fighting!" she said sternly scaring both Natsu and Gray.

"Yes ma'am!" they said in unison.

"A guild is a place where we are family, it's like a second home. So keep your fighting outside," she said bonking them on the head once more.

"Oi, who are you to tell me what to do?" said Natsu boldly as Gray turned pale as a ghost. Instead of responding the girl proceeds to give the boy a beating.

"Nii-san, help me!" shouted Natsu to the teen who sat at the table reading a book. The girl glanced behind her and gave the other teen a sharp glare. Christopher, however, ignored the girl's glare and without shifting his gaze from his book he said, "You got yourself into this mess Natsu, now get yourself out."

The girl was curious about the black haired boy that the pink haired kid had called Nii-san. They didn't look alike at all, nor did they have similar personalities. Natsu seemed to be the complete opposite of the calm boy that sat there reading a book.

After thoroughly beating up Natsu the girl approached Christopher. "My name is Erza Scarlet, what's yours?" she said holding out her hand. Looking up Erza saw that his eyes were a sapphire blue.

Accepting her hand the teen replied, "Christopher Dragneel. Natsu's older brother." Letting go of his hand Erza saw that the boy was indeed as calm as she assumed. She could see that in his eyes there was great pain, he must have suffered through a horrible event to gain eyes like those. She felt that the two would be good friends.

Behind her Gray and Natsu began to fight once more, Ezra turned around sharply giving the two a glare. Bonking them on their heads then towered over them.

"What did I say about fighting?" she asked a with a wicked glint in her eye.

"AAAAHHHHHHH!" both boys proceed to scream as Erza gave them their punishment.

Christopher looked up from his book and observed the situation. Falling deep into his thoughts there was only one thing that crossed his mind.

'Fiera, Igneel. I wonder what you two would think of our new home'