Hallo friend hear we meet again with a new tale for me to tell. But first tell me my fellow friend does it rhyme well. I am just joking, as this story is a daughter storey of the older storey retaining its finery qualities.
But the thing I learnt from the older storey that is to take more time out of the storey; take more time of the moment,
And Minato will be born in earth land so there will be very few references to elemental nations. And I will try to be more creative with the storey.
Make my own moves rather than copying the old naruto moves, but done with my ramblings and on to the storey.
Jeanery =a lot of Action, a more lot of Adventure, some little Humor and some more Romance.
Crossover = NARUTO X FAIRY TAIL
Main paring = Minato Namikaze + Mirajane satrauss
Character speech = hello my name is!
Character thinking what should I do today!
Demon/Dragon/God/Titan - talking = I will demolish you!
Demon/Dragon/God/Titan - thinking = I will destroy you!
Magic = fire dragon's roar
Now for the disclaimer
-I DON'T OWN EATHER NARUTO OR FAIRY TAIL-
NOW WITH THE STOREY
chapter1OLD MYTHS FOR MORALS
They say that it were the dragons who taught humans the earlier forms of magic.
While dragons prospered on mountain peaks.
Roomed Earth land, flew in the sky's, unopposed,
There power, unchallenged for nearly four hundred years.
There authority, unopposed for even longer.
While dragons were the complete divine beings of this world,
Humans were cave dwellers, a source of food for dragons, hunters and gatherers.
And when a faction of dragons wanted to teach the humans their magic,
To pass the torch of knowledge they had, to the humans.
Thus causing the break of the draconic empire into two factions,
Whilst one supported the teaching magic to humans, backed by most if not all of the working class dragons
Those who did their work, creating electricity for usage, controlling weather,
Metal dragons creating vast cities on mountain peaks, plant dragons making the barren mountain tops extremely fertile, Sky dragons healing other dragons,
And then there were the dragons who wanted to do nothing with the humans expect eating them.
This faction consisted of the dragon army mostly fire dragons,
The draconic aristocracy and the dragon king backing the faction with the unopposed power of his void magic,
The light dragons, the darkness dragons, jade dragons, the energy dragons,
But what really made the anti-human faction all powerful was the presence of the special four kinds of dragons.
The time dragon, the gravity dragons, the force dragons, and the dragon king with his void magic.
While the pro-human faction had numbers,
The anti-human faction had the sheer awe inspiring might on there the side that that was turning the war into more of a pro-human slaughter feast.
Realizing that their numbers meant nothing against their anti-human enemies the pro-human dragons devised a cunning plan,
They decided teaching their own magic to human would be a great help to them. So when the descended down from their high mountains to the ground.
What they saw flabbergasted them.
They saw that the humans weren't that far behind them.
Humans were also building their own civilization. The empire of numenor,
These humans the residents of this great empire called themselves numenoreans.
While the lifespan of a normal human was about eighty years,
The lifespan of their kings more than seven times of normal human's lying somewhere to five hundred and sixty years.
There strength and durability far above the imagination of weak humans.
There speed and reflexes near instant.
Their mastery over magic so vast that they could actually challenge the draconic might.
And when the pro-human dragons took their proposal to their three hundred and forty year old king Ar-Pharazon the Casteleon,
The king realized that this was finally the chance humanity had waited for years to come.
The chance to take over earth land as the ruling spices,
The king gathered the best fighters he had to offer from his army,
And thus the pro-human dragons started teaching them the dragon slaying magic.
For the next ten years the humans learned from the pro-human dragons on the land,
While the anti-human dragons started living in the delusion that they had crushed the pro-human faction,
They started the lengthy process of rebuilding.
Then the pro-human dragons and there newly crafted dragon slayers along with the numenorean king Ar-Pharazon, Started the attack on the draconic capitol,
A frivolous war followed in which the anti-human dragons were hit badly,
Yet the skis were the draconic domain.
For the defenses' of the capitol also contributed to the victory of the anti human faction.
The pro human faction had to beat a hasty retreat. Broken and beaten, Tattered and shattered.
They had suffered many casualties and Ar-Pharazon the Casteleon was one of them,
After his death his son Elros Casteleon took to the thrown and led the empire of numenor.
The pro human dragons were truly hit badly.
For their blow had proven too rushed too incomplete.
But the anti human dragons were hit far badly.
Yet the draconic council was able to poison the mind of the dragon king to take the battle to the humans.
A poison that would ultimately lead to the end of the empire,
Thus when the anti-humans dragons graced the land with their presence, to battle the combined power of the numenoreans and the pro-humans,
They waged war after war, battle after battle.
As the war dragged on,
The dragon slayers started bathing in the blood of the dragons they killed to increase their own power.
This ritual started by the apocalypse dragon slayer Elros, would be his down fall.
As the skirmishes' sapped the strength of both factors equally, an unspoken agreement was reached. To end it all in one fight,
One last battle was to be fought,
Both the factions gathered there full might.
Each warrior that could fight was called upon as the battle that would decide the fate of earth land.
And a final decisive battle was waged. On the grandest scale possible, the battle would go as the bloodiest day in history of earth land.
And the day when Elros drank the blood of the dragon king only to become a dragon himself.
He changed his name to assert the change and started calling himself, Acnologia and further proclaimed himself the new dragon king.
As the end of that vast battle came nearer, many dragon slayers started transforming into dragons, and at the end of the battle.
All the world had seen yet was gone.
The end of an age had occurred.
The pro-human dragons had become too repulsed by the actions of their favored humans,
Seeing your protégé drinking the blood of your own brethren to increase there power left a deep scar,
Distraught with guilt, blaming themselves for the start of the war,
They sealed themselves in isolation.
While the hate for humans in the hearts of anti-human faction or shall we say remains, had grown by leaps and bounds.
Yet there were too few left to do something, for they could now only wallow in misery.
While the humans weren't the most affected, by the war,
But the numenoreans were,
The royal line of casteleon was no more, after the transformation of Elros into a dragon without a legitimate hear to take to the throne.
The numenorean kingdom broke into numerous kingdoms of,
Fiore,Veronica,Seven,Bosco,Iceberg,Minstrel,Midi,Deserto,Joya,Bellum,Sin,Caelum,Enca,Pergrande kingdom.
The empire of numenor was broken by her faithful servants, her generals.
And thus the dawn of men had come about along with the downfall of numenor and dragons.
X 697
In a lush green forest of some far away country, squirrels ran and played on branches,
Birds flew in open skies, lush green leaves rustled from the blowing wind.
There was an old beaten castle; its wooden gates were rotten,
The whiteness of its marble walls tarnished by the constant beating of time,
There were vines creeping on its walls, for its windows were shattered.
The castle itself would look old and forgotten,
Abandoned by the lords and ladies that would have resided hear in it, Long ago in time.
But it wasn't abandoned; in fact it was far away from it.
In the castle there was a family of three, the castle was a dwarf compared to other castles.
Yet far more than enough for a family of three,
As what could be seen there was a woman in her mid twenties,
With long bright-red haired with large, dark brown eye pupils, she wore an elaborate high collared kimono,
Here hairs were arranged in buns with hair pins in them, she had a violet-colored diamond mark on her forehead.
She was deathly pale, coughing and wheezing, the light of life leaving her steadily.
Although she lay on a bed, with a blanket warped around her, yet the bed was cold.
With her sat a boy merely seaming of five,
He had fair-skinned, bright vibrant blue eyes, spiky-blond hair;
He further had jaw-length bangs framing either sides of his face, a very god developing height.
He wore a traditional kimono mostly white with red and white cherry blossom flowers crest at the collar and sleeves, showing that he was of Nobel birth.
He wore a sashinuki hakama which were gathered at the ankles, producing a "ballooning" affect.
His footwear consisted of black ankle-high boots.
Although his body was small, his face showed a siren expression unsuited for one his age.
"Will father return mother" the boy asked the woman now identified as his mother.
"No' he won't Minato kun" the woman told his son with her watery eyes. And a braking voice.
"Will my answers be given now" the son now identified as Minato asked with a completely solemn voice.
"I am too broken to do so" the women now broke down crying.
"Mother please don't cry" Minato tried to offer his empty comforts.
"Son please take your father's journal, it has all the answers you need" the women said the tears not stopping from her eyes.
"Should I stay to offer condolence to the soul of Mito namikaze my mother" Minato asked.
"There wouldn't be any worth in it" the woman now identified as Mito, replied.
"Go forth fetch you essentials and take the journal, it is in your fathers study, don't stay after that" Mito continued.
"I didn't plane to" was the short reply of Minato.
Half an hour later
As Minato returned with a bag of essentials containing Food, water, medicine, cloths, rope, magic lighter, detailed maps of all countries,
And his hand contained a book whose leather covering was torn and rotten. It was his father's journal.
As Minato returned and for one last time saw his mother,
Her eyes were open yet they were life less.
The light of her life had been extinguished by the cruel shinigami. Just like his father who to have been claimed by the loving father of all.
He went near her and touched her cold cheeks,
Thou he had never been shown the love of a true mother, yet she was the woman who had given birth to him, who had feed him her breast milk when he was a small infant.
With those thoughts and a heavy heart,
He closed her eyelids of her mother and set out of the castle, to find a life of his own
Away from the castle, in the jungle
Six hours later. 1pm
After six hours of travel all the extra emotions' had wore of, drained and tired,
Minato had decided to rest.
Though it was 1 in the morning yet there were moist, gray and fluffy clouds blocking the glare of the sun.
Although he had pretended to be clam at the moment of the demise of both his parents,
But yet what kind of child can go unaffected at the moment when both his parents had left him to go into the lap of death.
Although he wasn't shown the love needed of a child, in his child hood, a child hood that had lasted for twenty five years.
Why he could not tell. Why he didn't knew because he was not told.
Why he wasn't told that was something his parents knew.
But today it would all change.
Today he would get all the answers he needed.
Today his questions won't be dodged, he won't be frowned at.
Half an hour later.1.30 pm
After walking for another half an hour later, Minato had found a perfect clearing there were three trees, which gave a very dark and cool shadow under them.
A patch of grass on the ground making a soft setting spot, a perfect and idyllic picnic spot,
He sat down on the patch and opened his bag and brought out some food and water,
He had bread with strawberry cream and jam, also fresh river water and some bottled milk.
A full felling lunch, under the cool shade of the tree as if a loving mother hugging her child protecting the child from all the dangers in this world.
And after the lunch he rested under the tree.
And thus he decided to get the answer's he had carved all his life. He brought out the rotten leathery book out of his bag.
And as he opened the book,
The pages were rotten; the outer rims of the pages were yellowed probably due to aging, some pages in the middle were tore,
None of the pages were completely attached to the book, surviving only by the weight of the fellow pages.
X 672, January 25
Today I became the happiest person. There is in this world,
Because today is the day you graced my life Minato. Today is the day I became a father.
But I know if you are reading this than me and you mother is no more. For I realized that,
The second I saw you I knew that there will be a day when you would start asking questions' that why your life was so long.
Why you're aging is so slow. And for these answers to come to you,
I would have to complete the tale, the legend that you mother will recite to you each night when you won't be able to sleep.
The tail of the dragon civil war is what you will hear. "Yes" my son these tails aren't false.
In those tails there is history packed, truth that was remembered from mouth to mouth, only in our family.
They say that after Elros transformed into a dragon, without any legitimate hair to sit on that thrown.
The empire brook down afterwards into the kingdoms of today,
Yet there was a worthy successor, seared by his own sister 'Erwin'.
They had a relation unbecoming of a brother and sister. Unknown it was to their father, for it was a sin to eyes of this world.
But the child or twins as they would be, were yet unborn when Elros transformed.
And the generals started fighting,
Erwin realized the danger to her life and to the life of her children, and fled.
She took all that she could jewels, ornaments, cloths, food, silver, gold, platinum, and even faith full servants.
Alone she could bring little but with all of her servants she was able to bring a tremendous amount of wealth with her.
And then she came to the place that would later be called the kingdom of fiore.
The general turned king was still loyal and when he learned what had transpired.
He bestowed upon the family the title of Dukes and duchesses, the highest level of the peerage short of royalty itself.
While the first dukes were the rulers of the kingdoms which had allied with the kingdom of fiore.
During the initial formation of the fiore,
We had no kingdom but yet all had come from us.
Our royal family's possession of the title of the Dukedom of Astoria, Veronica, Lion's court, Heaven's worth, were granted to us, On that fateful day.
But Astoria was the main as it was where the capitol was situated.
We Dukes had massive swathes of land and millions if not billions of jewels worth of property.
Our House Guards number in the hundreds. Unlike the lesser peers of the realm, Dukes and Duchesses are styled as "His/her Grace".
And thus casteleon became Namikaze.
As you see Hereditary nobles in fiore are provided with a great deal of advantages by the crown.
For example: they are exempted from taxation,
They have the right to maintain men under arms as personal sworn retainers,
Levy land taxes,
Act as justices of the peace towards commoners residing in their holdings when matters of property or civil law are concerned.
And you see our family was the only family with a dukedom of more than one area,
For we had four of them, which are,
ASTORIA was the area where the capitol the city Crocus is located.
And here we have connections in the king's council, the magic council, the rune knights, and a lot of labor due to high population, and holdings of school and collage lands.
Then there is LION'S COURT.
The area where we have the most land holding and there are most of the developing areas of the future, such as magnolia, clover town, ashibana town, kunugi, onibus town, hargeon town.
I have already given grants for the construction of hotels and inn, magic-shops, restaurants and casinos and some small resorts.
Now we move to VERONICA.
Considered to be the most fertile land in whole fiore by many, this area is completely agro-based.
And again mostly owned by us this is the place where most of our production comes from.
Anything edible, name it, and it is grown there and we grow grain, fruit's, vegetables', milk, milk-products, meat, bread (we sat up bakeries to bake bread), olive-oil.
In fact the finest Red-Wine in the world is made there and we have a complete monopoly over it.
Thus in the last there is HEAVEN'S-WORTH.
Located in the farthest north of the country in freezing high mountains,
The richest areas under us, by far,
Northern fiore is a land of rivers and mineral-rich foothills.
The water-mills and mines of the northern Duchy of heaven's worth have made us quit rich.
Precious stones, semi-precious stones, bronze, silver, gold, platinum, marble, iron and oil name it and you can mine it there.
And when it was given to us they had yet to find about this vast mineral wealth, so the first king foolishly gave it to us, completely.
Each piece of land, all of it,
Now as you have figured out that we are the dissidents of the numenorean kings, and the twins that Erwin gave birth to, were me and you mother.
Thus my son, you are the grandson of the black dragon of apocalypse.
Though I and your mother never liked each other, at least too much
Yet we had to be together to keep the blood purity.
And thus by now you know why your childhood will last so long.
It is because each normal year for your body is about five years and six months for a normal person.
No normal human can left twenty tons weight.
No normal human has supper speed.
No normal human has increased senses.
No normal human has immense durability.
No normal human has never ending stamina.
No' my son you are special.
Now as you see the reason even after being so rich you will be raised in solitude is because.
There will be questions raised should you be brought up in your true home. I have attaches the map to the way to reach our home in the capitol.
Take up to the property and the title when you are nineteen years.
And by nineteen years I mean your body so that is when your brain is about one hundred and six years and four month.
And as you have already realized that your mind grows at the same age as a normal human.
Now you see that the family is run by your grandmother, and 'yes' she will live by the time you reach that age.
I have already instructed her on her part.
Thus I have told you all that I can tell you,
But I know that still, if your thirst for answers is not quenched yet.
Than you can go to lands beyond the Pergrande kingdom, there you will find the capitol of the empire of numenor.
The city of Armenelos the golden or the city of kings,
There you will find all of you answers and those answers whose questions you have yet to ask.
But my beloved son I advise you to only go there once you have taken the control of the family and you have a worthy hair to take the control of the family.
As you truly might not survive that journey.
And one last thing I want to tell you is, should you go to Armenelos,
Go to the king's house,
For there you will face one of the hardest battles you might fight in your life.
But I believe that the rewards will be far more fulfilling.
What I want to tell you is that Ar-Pharazon and Elros were not honorable ruler, they didn't deserve the gift sealed there.
They didn't deserve that power.
Ar-Pharazon remained under its controlee for all of his life.
Elros was wise enough to stay away from it.
But I believe that you can do it. You can resist it, you can control it.
You can be its master, but right when you read this you might not be ready.
Pay attention to what I have said before; only go there when you have done your part.
Now my son it seems that words have done their part.
There is nothing more for me to say to you my son. This is all there is.
Now my son let time do us apart.
Minato completed the journal. And he truly was shocked to say in the least.
So many things, all this answers all coming tumbling down at him at once.
For his whole life he had asked for these answers. But when they had all came upon him,
He could not take it all at once.
Evan for a boy with a mental development of twenty five years, it was still all too much for him.
All though physically refreshed, he was far to stressed mentally.
And it was already 5 pm and the sun was setting, the cool winter breeze was kissing his face.
With only some precious sun light left with him he decided to make a camp.
And rest was for tomorrow.
And that warps it.
People I love constructive criticism, but calling a character OC is not constructive in any way.
See the chapter one of my other story.
I used to write horribly, maybe I still do. But this is certainly an improvement.
If you see something wrong in the story than rather than flaming on it tell me how to improve it, don't just go blabbering about how bad it is.
And as I said if you say anything about OC Minato than don't bother I will just delete the review and forget about it.
What I want to say is that,
We develop a personality according to our external environment and stimulations.
And when these external stimulations change drastically you just can't expect the person to react the same way, as he would have done in other place.
And just for the sake of example I would say.
In the mainstream naruto cannon Minato was orphan and very poor at first so he learned the value of humility and money.
And in this fiction Minato will be very rich, right of the bat and very powerful mage and a noble of the highest possible birth.
So being arrogant, prideful, boastful, comes as naturally as breathing to him.
This is my point.
And thus I want to say in conclusion that I have more inspiration for this fiction and I won't leave this fiction hanging in the middle.
Thank you all.
Arenston out
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