Hi guys! Welcome to the revamped Last Avenger! Well, for starters, let me tell you what I've added...

3 new arcs:

1-Battle of Fairy tail

2-Tower of Heaven

3-Phoenix Priestess(I will added a few changes here and there.)

And maybe, just maybe, Oracion Seis Arc.

Well, some times, I leave some details out of a chapter to create a cliffhanger and explain it in the next chapter.

I switched the BOFT Arc with the Tower of Heaven because I want to give Kurito more space about his return, and about other things that are going on behind the curtains.

I deleted the other chapters because I wanted to keep you guys up-to-date with the story. Don't worry, of course I've changed many things about them.

Full name: Kurito D. Arouna

Magic: Force Dragon Slayer Magic. It's a mix of Gravity magic and Heavenly Body Magic that allows the user to use stellar energy. The aura of the magic is light blue.

Weapon: A long straight, no guard katana.

Appearance: He is a lean, muscular young man with an average height. He has a messy, jet black hair with several bangs framing his forehead and a pale white skin. He has abnormal sharp canines, and has his dark blue guild mark on his right shoulder. He wears a tight, sleeveless, black shirt with a long, leather jacket and a baggy, blue pants.

Eyes Color: Onyx.

Age : 14 (In this part of the story)

Enjoy!

July 6, X777.

The morning light shone brightly down at the cave. Kurito turned to his side, trying to avoid the sunlight. The cave he slept in wasn't the most comfortable, but the large nest his draconian father made was a nice substitute for the cold, hard ground. Kurito groaned, reaching his hand to touch something on the nest. Once his hand touched the same, familiar straw, his eyes opened slowly in realization...

Izura wasn't sleeping beside him like usually is...

As he quickly sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he looked around the cave, trying to find his foster father. The cave was empty, the only sounds that could be heard is that of the wind blowing and the birds chirping outside.

"What the hell?" He said in anxiety. He worried and confused at the sudden disappearance of his dragon. He quickly made his way out of the cave.

Kurito looked around the forest in distress. He searched for at least 2 hours and didn't find Izura anywhere. They already had enough food, so it wouldn't make sense to Kurito that Izura would go hunting.

"Agh, I've been searching all day." Kurito groaned.

He smiled a weird smell. It was a mix of green apple and lavender. He heard a branch break and turned his head to its direction, findind a young girl around his age. She had a short brown hair and forest green eyes. She had a fair skin and wore a simple white summerdress. She looked at Kurito curiously.

"Who are you?" The girl asked, her innocent eyes looking at him questionably

Kurito felt lost in her forest green eyes, a lump forming in his throat. He never made contact with another soul, except Izura.

"U-Um, my name is Kurito..Kurito Arouna." He muttered but his words went heard by the girl.

The girl smiled widely, her eyes brightening in wonder. "You are an Arouna! My name is Ryouko Arouna!"

Kurito's eyes widened. "A-Arouna?" He never thought that he would meet someone with the same surname.

Ryouko nodded. "Yes. I live with the clan in a village close from here. Don't you know about it?" Anyone would've thought that it's suspicious to find an Arouna outside the clan's village, let alone someone there age, but Ryouko didn't suspect anything. She thought that maybe he was lost? Or that his parents left the village?

"A-A Village?" Kurito stammered in shock.

Ryouko nodded eagerly. "You must come, you're one of us, afterall."

Before Kurito could protest, Ryouko took a hold of his hand and dragged him to the village. He felt his thoughts swelling. Izura never told him about his origins. He only told him that he was a member of a strong clan.

Finding Izura was his top priority for now, but he felt a little happy that he's going to meet people like him.

Arouna Village (Rivelia):

Ziroko Arouna sat in the middle of the Arouna village's shrine. He was tall man with a black, tied, spiky hair that reached the middle of his back. He was around 40 years old. On the wall in front of him was the Arouna clan symbol, which consisted of a phoenix with a flame-like aura around it. He wore a black kimono and had some hair on his chin. He also had a medium white skin, and dark blue eyes.

"The Arouna Force. What could be the key to reaching this legend?" He mused loudly. In all his years of life, he only had one goal: to uncover the mysteries of his clan. Unfortunately, all of the clan's secrets lied within its holy book, The Arouna Book, which he only managed to find several pages of.

"Still going on about that nonsense, Big brother?" Ziroko turned to look at the his caller with a blank look.

"What do you want, Fujitaka?" Ziroko asked. Behind Ziroko, stood a man around his late thirties, wearing a knights armor. He had an average height and dark blue eyes and a long, black, spiky hair. He had a light white skin.

"You've been going on with these legend ever since you became the clan's head. I want you to remember that there are other priorities." Fujitaka crossed his arms and scowled.

"Our clan's future lies in the Arouna book. The ancient spells and powers that had been left to us by our ancestors are the key for the clan's future." Ziroko replied as he looked down at the pages in his hands.

"Oh please, nobody needs a history lesson. They need the head of their clan to step up and claim the clan's name!" Fujitaka exclaimed in frustration.

"By opening the Elipse and releasing every legendary creature known to humanity these past 400 years and putting humanity on the stake? No." Ziroko replied sternly as he rolled the withering sheets of paper and stood up to face his brother.

Fujitaka growled "The people you don't want to stand up to are the ones that cornered us here in Rivelia! We need to show the council and Fiore our power. We are being treated like trash!"

"I'm not going to open Eclipse and that's final. Besides, it's about time we get out of our shell and socialize with other people." Ziroko stated.

Fujitaka was about to say something but was interrupted when a maid entered the shrine, holding kneeling and panting from running.

"Master Ziroko, Master Fujitaka, I think you have to see this."

...

'Who's this boy?"

"Did Ryouko bring a stranger to the village?"

"That's disastrous."

"We must inform the Master."

Voices rang around Kurito as he and Ryouko walked through the village. Ryouko said something about meeting her mother. Kurito couldn't wait to get out of the road. The peoples words and glares made him kind of nervous.

"Hold it." Ziroko appeared in front of the two, the maid and Fujitaka trailing behind him.

"Ziroko-ojichan!" Ryouko's face beamed as she smiled. She ran to her grandfather and hugged him. Ziroko smiled down at his granddaughter. "Hi there, pumpkin. Who's your little friend?"

Ryouko grinned and looked up. "He's Kurito! He was lost in the woods. He is one of us! an Arouna!"

Ziroko eyes widen and he looked at Kurito, who was scratching the back of his head and smiled awkwardly. "Pleasure to meet you, oji-san."

He's just a mere boy. There is the possibility that he is lying, but he doesn't look like a liar. Ziroko thought in suspicion.

"Brother, if you would allow me.." Fujitaka whispered as he stood beside Ziroko.

Ziroko raised his arm, stopping Fujitaka. "No, Fujitaka. Doing something to him will cause unnecessary attention. I have something for him."

Ziroko walked until he stood in front of Kurito. A crowd forming around the two.

"Boy, you're saying you're an Arouna?" Ziroko asked as he eyed Kurito suspiciously.

Kurito nodded. "Yeah. My name is Kurito D. Arouna." He suddenly clamped his hands around his mouth, a terrified look on his face. "I-I wasn't suppose to say that!"

Both Ziroko and Fujitaka's eyes widen. 'A-A-A D!?' They thought simultaneously, shaken by the reveal.

Kurito looked up at them with puppy eyes. "Can you please...forget what I just said?"

Everyone around Kurito paled in complete shook. "OF COURSE WE CAN'T YOU IDIOT!"

Ziroko coughed to regain his composure. "Can you use magic?" Ziroko asked while Kurito nodded eagerly. "Yes! I'm a Force Dragon Slayer!" He said proudly, making everyone eyes widen in shock an disbelief.

That's the proof he's a D. If he has this powerful Lost Magic, then the test will be enough for him. Ziroko thought.

"I want you to proof it. If you can use a simple power-up spell every Arouna can use, then that will proof that you are one of us." Ziroko said while Kurito's eyes narrowed in challenge.

"While you unleash your magic power say this, Mystic powers, lend me your strength to purge all evil! Shingami Burst!"

Kurito took a fighting stance and clenched his fists. This was his chance to finally get out of the shell he had with Izura, and he wasn't going to waste it.

He unleashed his powerful Dragon Slayer aura. A big, blue aura surrounded his body. He gave a mighty yell as the rocks around him started floating.

"Mystic powers, lend me your strength to purge all evil! Shingami Burst!" Kurito roared as his body was now clad in a red flame-like aura. The aura was big it forced Ziroko to take a few steps away.

H-He's strong! Too strong for his age!. Fujitaka thought in disbelief.

Ziroko looked at the boy with amazement. He didn't awaken his eyes yet, but he still can use the Shinigami Burst!?

"Force Dragon's Roar!" Kurito exhaled a bigger, powerful version of his roar at the sky. The shockwave caused by the roar caused some people around them to fly back.

Suddenly, Kurito's magic power died down. He fell on the ground panting.

"Kurito!" Ryouko ran to his side and held him. "You okay?" She asked worriedly.

Kurito gave a weak smile. "I-I'm okay." Kurito groaned as he could feel his muscles aching. He could feel pain all over his body.

"Don't worry, it is the spell's aftereffects. He just needs to rest." Ziroko smiled. "Welcome to your new home, Kurito."

Inside Ziroko's residance, Kurito lay down in a futon, sleeping peacefully. Ziroko and Ryouko sat beside him.

Ryouko looked at her grandfather and sighed. "Grandpa, you got carried away."

Ziroko sweatdropped. "Well, at least he done it."

"But he hasn't even awaken his eyes!How could you make him do something so dangerous?" Ryouko protested.

Ziroko sighed. "Someday, you will take my place as the clan's master, so learn. I sensed a strong magic energy from Kurito, that's why I was suspicious of him. And when he said that he was one of us, I doubted him even more." He explained.

"Even so.." Ryouko muttered while looking away.

Ziroko grinned. "Oh? Has my little cute heir finally got her betrothed?"

Ryouko's face turned into a radioactive tomato. "N-No! I just thought that it would be nice to have anther kid my age at the village!"

Ziroko gave a sly smile. "Dear, their are many, but you got drawn and suddenly worried about that boy. Is this what they call childhood love?"

Steam was coming from Ryouko's head as she waved her arms in denial. "C-C-C-hildh-o-od!?"

"Stop this, Oyaji." A gentle but firm voice said. Ziroko and Ryouko turned to find Ryouko's mother entering the room. She sat at the other side of the futon and glared at her father. "You really overdid it." She had long black hair and the side of her bangs were white. She had purple eyes and two purple dots on her forehead. Her curvaceous figure was covered by a purple kimono with rose patterns on it.

Sweat rolled down Ziroko's forehead. "Put yourself in my place, Himiko! I couldn't let the boy go by."

Himiko sighed. "You could've just made him forget about the village."

"W-Wel-"

"What about making me forget?" Everyone gasped in shock as Kurito sat up with a confused expression.

"Y-you! How did you wake up that fast?!" Ziroko asked in surprise.

Kurito looked around him, noticing that he was in a japanese-styled room. He then looked at Ryouko, noticing her happy smile.

He grinned. "Sorry. It seems I made you worry to much."

"Don't do it again, you idiot."

He looked at the woman sitting beside her in confusion. "Who is this beautiful baa-chan?"

A tick-mark appeared on Himiko's head as she raised her fist slowly. "B-Baa-c-chan?"

BAMP!

Kurito wailed painfully as he rubbed the big red bump. "WHAT THE HELL!"

Himiko huffed. "Your lucky I didn't pummel you. Besides, I'm 30, you rude, street boy!"

"Easy there, Himiko. The boy didn't know." Ziroko sweatdropped.

"He has eyes. He can know! Not my fault if he's an idiot!" Himiko exclaimed hotly.

Ryouko sweatdropped as she placed a hand on her mother's shoulder. "Okaa-san, aren't you taking this a bit too far?"

Himiko sniffed as she turned to look at her with comical crocodile eyes. "I mean...I don't look that old.."

"Well, can't blame him. Stress and pressure does get to ones looks. Besides, he called you beautiful" Ziroko stated with a shrug.

"If grandmothers were beautiful, mother wouldn't have dumped you." Himiko deadpanned, causing Ziroko to sulk with a dark look on his face.

"Then I can call you Stress-baachan?" Kurito asked in complete innocence.

Himiko stood up, her hair shadowing her hair. "That's it, everybody dies." She mumbled with dark aura around here.

Everyone cowered behind Ziroko, who looked at his daughter with a horrified look.

"H-Honey, would you like it if I got you married again?"

Himiko unleashed her powerful magic aura and glared darkly her father. "DIE!"

August 7, X777.

Arouna Village, Himiko's House:

"Kurito, launch is ready!" Ryouko called from the dining room. Kurito jumped from up the stairs and entered the dining room.

During the last month, Kurito came to see this village as his home and Himiko, Ziroko, and Ryouko as his family. He trained with Ziroko, got scolded by Himiko, and hang out with Ryouko. The feelings he felt around them were stronger than the way he felt around Izura. He couldn't wait to introduce them to each other. He told Ziroko about his desire to find his dragon, and despite the odd look he got from him, Ziroko said that he will support him.

"Hi, how's my little dragon's training?" Himiko asked with a smile. Kurito quickly dug in the food along with Ryouko, making the older woman giggle. "It was great! Ziroko-jisan gave me a mission to kill a pack of Vulcans close to the village. He said that it was about time I get out and handle something." Kurito said.

"Can you take me with you?" Ryouko pleaded with puppy eyes.

Kurito shook his head. "Even if I said yes, the old man wouldn't allow it."

Ryouko pouted. "Stop treating me like a kid!"

"You're his little princess. Of course your grandpa and your guardian dragon will look after you." Himiko teased, making both teens blush.

Himiko laughed at the two. It makes me feel at peace seeing that Ryouko got someone to look after her. She thought as she saw the two teens picking on each other.

NIGHTTIME:

The wind blew around the brothers. Ziroko and Fujitaka stood against each other in an empty landscape away from the village. Both wearing samurai battle armors.

"So this is what you chose? Putting your own selfish desires ahead of our clan's peace?" Ziroko asked seriously.

Fujitaka scoffed. "Don't joke around!" He exclaimed in rage. "You are going to sacrifice our clan's pride to build your own glory. Can't you see it, brother? WE ARE BEING TREATED AS SHIT BY EVERYONE! We're the ones that built Fiore, and we're the ones that are going to rule it!" He said as he unleashed a dark flame-like aura.

"Very well, but know this Fujitaka. I wished that you will understand my thoughts, but it seems that it can't be avoided." Ziroko said with a hint of guilt in his voice.

He shot his little brother a glare. "For our clan, for Fiore, and for the future, you will go no further!" He unleashed a white flame-like aura. Both brothers eyes glowed red as they activated their Shinigami Eyes.

Both clenched their fists. Fujitaka inhaled. "Darkness God's..."

Ziroko inhaled. "Light God's..."

"Phantasmal Scream!" Fujitaka exhaled a big cannon of darkness at Ziroko.

"Bellow!" Ziroko exhaled a powerful light blast at Fujitaka. Their spells clashed, causing a big explosion

AWAY FROM THE BATTLEFIELD:

Zeref watched the battle from a cliff. His eyes turned bloody-red as he glared.

"Accept judgment, Arouna Clan."

Kurito gave an exhausted sigh as he walked back from his mission. He managed to successfully eliminate all the Vulcans. It was nighttime, so he figured that everyone will be sleep. He yawned and thought about reporting to Ziroko next morning.

Over the last month, he built strong bonds with those around him and came to see them as his family. Everyone loved him at the village and he loved them. He was excited to see how will they react to him finishing his first mission.

Of course, he didn't forget about Izura. He swore to himself that he will find his dragon and ask him about his sudden disappearance. He already told Ziroko about it, and the latter told him that dragons are rare and finding one is next to impossible, but he also told him that he will train him on the Arouna clan's spells so that he will have the necessary power to go out and find his foster father.

Little did he know...that the Arouna clan's sun has already set.

Suddenly, the ground shook as a sound of an explosion could be heard. Kurito's eyes widen in fear as the explosion's voice lead him back to the village. He's eyes widen in horror as he saw that the village was on fire. He could here numerous scream ans shouts of pain and agony.

"W-WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!?" He entered the village and his eyes widen in horror.

In front of him was the bloody bodies of his clan's members. He ran through the roads and saw demons slaughtering every member of his clan. He ran to his house, avoiding the demons around him and closing his eyes, tears of horror forming in them.

He stopped by his house and entered it. "ZIROKO! HIMIKO! RYOUKO!" He called out as more explosions shook the ground.

He opened the door to the living room...and that's when his world crashed.

In front of him, were the bodies of Ryouko and Himiko.

"NO!" He cried out as tears started forming in his eyes. He bent down to shake the their bloody bodies, but no avail.

Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked at the blood in his hands. This can't be happening! This can't be happening! This can't be happening!

Suddenly, he felt something tug on his sleeve. He looked down and his eyes widen. "Ryouko!"

The girl was bleeding through her head as a big trail of blood covered her right eye. She had a stab wound on her torso. Her left eye was still open. Kurito held her and cradled her in his arms. "W-What happened!? How-" Tears were still running down his cheeks as she cut him off and placed her lips on his. He tatsed the blood from her lips and couldn't help but to freeze at the realization.

This wasn't a dream, it was reality.

When she pulled back, she gave him a weak smile. "I...love you...I wished...that..I-I..can...walk..by y-your side." She muttered before her eyes closed and her body went limp.

"Ryouko! PLEASE DON'T GO!" Kurito cried as he hugged her cold body.

Suddenly, his nose caught someone in the room. He looked up to find a young man, wearing high-collared red and tan robes with gold trim, along with a large, flowing white toga draped around his torso. He has short black hair, and his eyes were bloody-red.

"W-Who.." Was all that Kurito could utter in his broken state.

The young man locked his bloody-red eyes with the boy's teary onyx ones. He saw fear, agony, pain, and sadness in the his eyes.

"My name is Zeref, Kurito. If you want to avenge your clan, then hate me, resent me, and then you'll be able to end me."

Kurito could feel a strange heat in his eyes. He could feel all the blood in his body gather in his eyes. Zeref smirked as Kurito eyes turned bloody-red, marking the awakening of his Shinigami Eyes.

Suddenly, Kurito fell on the ground, on top of Ryouko. His face stained with tears as he fell unconscious.

Zeref walked to the unconscious boy, bent down, and placed his hand on the boy's back, tears falling from his eyes and onto the boy's back.

"All...for a better future."

It didn't take Rune Knights time to rush to the village. The rain poured as if it was trying to convoy a certain boy's feelings. In the middle of the destroyed village, Kurito was on his kness, his her shadowing his eyes as the rain soaked him. The knights reported that the boy has survived, but were too nervous to approach the boy.

In all his life, Makarov Dreyar would've never guessed or thought that he will see such a brutal sight. He saw many destroyed villages and the other crimes of Dark Guilds, but an entire clan slaughtered with their eyes gouged was too much for him to take in.

He felt extremely sad and hurt as he watched the devastated boy. He could understand his sorrow. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth in anger. He never imagined that the council would be that useless. A feeling of deja vu ran through him. He remembered seeing this scene, but it was with his own family.

Makarov face softened as the boy's body started trembling. The council wanted him to eliminate the dark guild behind this, but it was easier said than done.

He followed his heart and made his way to the trembling boy. He knelt in front of the boy. The boy looked up at him. His right eye was bloody-red while the other was onyx. Tears ran down his cheeks as he looked at Makarov. Makarov could see many feelings inside the boy's eyes. His eyes, despite their different colors, showed anguish, sorrow, pain, and hatred. The sight made Makarov's heart clench even more.

He gave the lost boy a soft smile. "Listen, kid, I know that you're sad, and you will properly think that I don't understand you, but I do. Losing someone close to you most be hard on you, but don't throw away the things you felt in the past. Don't be to engrossed in your memories, be to engrossed in the feelings behind them. Don't throw away the happiness you felt with them for the hatred you're feeling now because the ones that loved you weren't going to wish that for you. Life is a harsh journey, but with the right memories, it can be a happy one."

The boy just stared at Makarov for a while. Makarov stood up and extended his hand at the boy, surprising the knights around them.

He grinned. "Come with me...to Fairy Tail. It is a guild that helps people and it's filled with mystery. A guild is a place where wizards go on mission, befriend each other, and gain status."

Kurito managed to process Makarov's words. Everything happened so fast that the only thing he wanted was to be away from this pain.

At that moment, Makarov's words didn't ring anything inside him, and he knew why...

His chest was hollow...