Fire. Everything was ablaze.
It had all started so suddenly. The young boy woke up to a normal day with his mother. An early rise, followed by a stack of homemade blueberry pancakes for breakfast. After that, he would set out to play with the neighborhood children while his mother cleaned up breakfast. At least, that's what he would have wanted to do. The boy never got to play with other children. He would simply watch, shunned away and alienated if he ever tried to get close. After all, he could never have friends. Everywhere the boy went, trouble ensued. Everyone called him "The Child of Chaos". His first home had been attacked by bandits mere days after he was born. A group of rogue mages moved in and took over the second town he lived in. It was at this point in time that his father died to protect him and his mother; to give them a chance to escape to a better life. In his new home, at the age of only four, the boy had been a target of bullies and stray animals, and it was rumored that anyone who got close to him would share the same fate. And share his terrible fate they did...
It all started with the dragon. The damned dragon that signaled death by the mere mention of its name. The king of all dragons: Acnologia. A deafening roar was the only warning the town had before the magnificent beast was upon them. A deep black covered most of his body, which consisted of two arms, two legs, large wings, and a long tail. Acnologia's underbelly is a light gray, and his entire body is covered in blue, tribal markings. His tail is plated, and splits into two deadly axes at the end. A spike jutted downward from his chin. Two horns pointed backwards from both sides of his head, and rows of gleaming white, pointed teeth showed when he opened his mouth. Were he not a harbinger of destruction, Acnologia could be described as majestic and beautiful. However, as it stood, Acnologia was a demon. Likely, he would be the last thing the people of the town would see before their lives were taken.
Acnologia descended upon the town at top speeds, spewing a blue energy from his mouth as he went. Everything the attack touched was destroyed, leaving only rubble behind. Screams could be heard before being cut off, each one signaling the death of another towns person. The boy couldn't believe what was happening. Why was fate so cruel. He had no time to think, only to run along with everyone else, hoping that, by some odd chance, he would be spared. The dragon descended again, decimating another portion of the town. The winds from the attack knocked the boy to the ground, causing him to get a gash in his head. As he struggled to stand, he looked up and saw Acnologia make another pass over the town. He saw something that broke him. His mother was caught in the blast that Acnologia unleashed. Vaporized instantly; she wasn't even able to scream.
Sorrow filled the boy's heart, and what little shred of hope he had vanished. Sorrow tuned to rage. Rage turned to power. Magic power spiraled upward around the boy. His pink hair turned blood red. Small black horns sprouted upward from his forehead. Fingers turned to claws, black markings, resembling the blue ones on Acnologia, snaked up his arms and the sides of his face. His eyes turned reptilian, with red irises. A long, dragon-like tail burst out from his lower back, just as large, leathery wings grew from his shoulder blades. The boy released a roar which rivaled Acnologia's, revealing sharpened teeth. The boy snarled as he burst towards Acnologia, stopping before the great beast's head.
"ACNOLOGIA!"the boy's voice thundered. "I'LL KILL YOU!" Hatred dripped from the boy's voice like venom. He charged at the dragon, magic power swirling around his clawed fist. The dragon watched as the boy, whom he viewed as little more than an insect, collided with his leg. The boy's fist stayed on the dragon's leg for a second... and then two... and when nothing should have happened, cracks suddenly appeared in the beast's scales, spreading outward from the tiny fist that was on it. However, the boy had exhausted his magic supply, and fell to his knees, panting. The recent additions retracted back into the boy's body, and the markings faded, leaving small patches of darkness on his left shoulder and right wrist as the only reminder of what was once there. His right eye remained draconic, but his left eye reverted to its original appearance. He looked at the results of his attack, and attempted to smile, knowing he at least landed a hit on the dragon before dying. However, the small damage he did disappeared in a flash of blue, dashing any hope the boy had of ever slaying the King of Dragons.
The dragon opened its mouth, and the boy prepared for the end, but was surprised when instead, he heard a deep, rumbling voice. "Boy, your name. Tell it to me."
"N-Natsu," the boy whimpered out, so quietly it wouldn't be audible to human ears. "Natsu D-Dragneel."
"Quit your whimpering boy. Few can move in my presence, fewer make to attack me, and none have ever damaged me before. I shall not let an insignificant worm be the only creature to successfully kill me. From this moment on, you are my apprentice. Rise Natsu Dragneel, and climb on my back so we may begin your training."
Natsu sat on the ground for a minute, thinking. Here was the creature who destroyed his home and killed his mother, telling him to climb on his back. Natsu didn't know what to do. On one hand, he could learn from the dragon, so nothing like this would happen again. But, he would have to obey the creature he hated most. Why did fate have to be so cruel? "If destiny is going to continue to hate me, then screw it."
"Acnologia! If I agree to train under you, will I become strong?"
Acnologia chuckled, "Boy, if you become my apprentice, I will personally ensure you b ecome the most powerful creature in the world. Next to me, of course."
"This world has never been kind to me, so why should I return the favor? Acnologia, Master, if the world hates me, then screw the world. If people hate me, then screw them. Teach me how to be strong, so I can destroy everything that stands in my way!" Natsu ended his short speech with a fist in the air, albeit trembling from exhaustion; passion burning in his eyes. Natsu had decided; the world would learn to cower at his name.
"This boy has such passion, passion for destruction. I think I will enjoy this decision even more than I thought I would." Acnologia knelt down, allowing Natsu the ability to climb onto his back. The dragon took to the skies with a a few flaps of his mighty wings, and disappeared in a flash of blue. A dragon who had wreaked havoc for 400 years, and a young boy who had forsaken his humanity. The world would come to tremble at his name; the world would come to fear The Child of Chaos.
So, I'm back. I decided to take a shot at Fairy Tail. I haven't given up on my other stories, but I am going to focus on this one for a while. Anyway, my goal is an update at least once every two weeks, hopefully more often, and I am gonna shoot for a thousand words every chapter to begin with, more if I stick with this. Well, tell me what you think in a review. As for pairing, I am thinking of a small harem, maybe 3-5 girls. If there is anyone you like to see with Natsu, tell me who. Natsu is going to be stronger and darker, and he may seem a bit evil at times. Anyway, see you next time on Child Of Chaos. Ciao!
~Solaris