I know I'm already writing 'Magicka and Ether Collide', another Elder Scrolls/Fairy Tail crossover fic, but I just couldn't help myself from starting this one. This story is very heavily based off of an unfinished story written by 'Leo Septem'. The story was called 'Those Who Bear the Name of Dragons' and the author has given permission to adopt the story as they are no longer writing fanfiction. I thought their story had so much potential, I just couldn't resist!

The first chapter is essentially the first chapter of 'Those Who Bear the Name of Dragons' with my own little tweaks here and there. The next chapter will likely be chapters two and three from Leo Septem's story condensed into one chapter. Again, with my own tweaks. However, the author of the original story seemed to be shipping Dragonborn x Wendy. I won't be doing that (sorry), but I haven't decided on a pairing yet.

I always have a pairing in mind when I start a story, but, since this is my first adopted story, I'm not really sure what pairing I want to go with. I'm somewhat leaning towards a Mira pairing, but I'm open to suggestions. As such, I'll have a poll up on my profile for a bit if you have any input for me. Otherwise, I'll probably just go with Mira. I'll put Erza in the poll, but I'm not really interested in having her be the romantic interest in this story, considering I already have an Elder Scrolls/Fairy Tail crossover with her in the pairing.

Anyway, on with the show!

Story Disclaimer: I don't own The Elder Scrolls or Fairy Tail. (If I owned Bethesda...never mind.)


Forgotten Hero


Interruptions

"This is the end, Alduin!" Ysmir roared as he swung his sword down on the enormous, black-winged wyrm.

The sword, crafted with the death of dragons in mind, sliced through Alduin's hard scales with impossible ease, sprouting a fresh wound on the body of the firstborn of the dragons. Alduin howled in pain, his voice reverberating throughout the far-reaching corners of Sovngarde.

"Niid! Zu'u Alduin faal sahrot!" Alduin roared as he lashed out with his jaws, attempting to bite the Dovahkiin and rip him apart with his fangs.

Ysmir raised his large ebony shield and winced as he braced himself against the physical might of the dreadful dragon. Though Alduin was unable to clamp his jaw around the shield, he struck it like a warhammer stronger than that of any giant's, and Ysmir staggered backwards a few steps. Had it not been for the ethereal set of dragon armor enveloping his own, more mundane set of ebony armor, he would surely have been sent flying backwards, despite blocking. This ethereal armor, a product of his Dragon Aspect Shout, granted him the ability to take on the power and aspect of a dragon, granting him the impossible strength and durability of one of the dov, as well as greatly strengthening his own Thu'um – the Dragon Shouts.

Ysmir concentrated his essence, the very fiber of his being, into his breath. And with that breath, he spoke to the world, bidding it to change unto his will. He shouted.

"Fo Krah Diin!"

A torrent of ice and cold was made manifest, and it followed in the wake of Ysmir's shout. That concentrated blizzard raged forth and collided with Alduin, who, in his rage, retaliated with his own Shout. Raging fire screamed forth from Alduin's open jaw, and it melted away all of Ysmir's ice and cold. Ysmir managed to roll to the side in order to avoid the river of flames at the last second.

"Take this, foul worm!" Gormlaith Golden-Hilt, one of the three spirits of heroes who resided in Shor's Hall that volunteered to support Ysmir vanquish their ancient foe, screamed. She swung her sword at Alduin's eye, causing him to scream once more in pain as he was blinded by the ancient Nord heroine.

The other two heroes, Felldir the Old and Hakon One-Eye, pressed their own attack, causing Alduin to turn his attention to them. However, it was evident that the long battle had taken its toll on them. They looked weary, even though they were spirits, and were sporting fresh injuries all over their bodies. This would be the final assault, Ysmir decided.

"Heroes!" Ysmir called out. "Hold fast!"

Dropping his sword and shield, Ysmir concentrated his magicka into one of the most destructive spells he knew of. So powerful was this spell that while preparing to cast it, the magicka visibly transformed into sparks of lightning that danced all along his arms. It took him nearly five seconds to finish preparing the spell – a completely unreasonable amount of time in normal combat, but one that was possible thanks to the presence of his powerful and trustworthy allies. Thanks to them distracting Alduin, Ysmir successfully finished preparing his spell and unleashed it.

True to its name, a storm of lighting raged forth from Ysmir's hands and struck Alduin in a large, but concentrated beam of crackling energy. Elemental magic in its purest, most destructive form coursed through the World Eater's body, and though he possessed great resistance to magic, a trait shared by all of his kind, not even he could withstand this powerful assault.

A wordless shout sprang from Alduin's maw, but this time Ysmir heard something very clearly in the first dragon's voice; something that had always been present, but very well hidden until now: fear.

Alduin was going to die, and he knew it.

Sweat dripped down Ysmir's brow as the strain of maintaining the spell started to affect him. He could feel his magicka draining fast, and it would soon be impossible for him to continue casting the spell. Before then, he needed to kill Alduin.

Die, damn you! Ysmir screamed in his thoughts. Die!

However, Alduin proved too resilient, and when the last drop of Ysmir's magicka ran out, Alduin remained alive; but not unscathed. Alduin was visibly trembling from the numerous injuries he had suffered, both new and old. This is my chance, Ysmir thought. Now was the time to strike down Alduin!

Grabbing his sword and shield, Ysmir sprinted forward. Raising Dragonbane, his sword, to bring down the deathblow on Alduin's neck.

"Zu'u unslaad!" Alduin roared. "Zu'u nis oblaan!"

With that, a wave of pure force erupted from Alduin's jaw, and Ysmir felt as though he was slammed by a full-power swing of a giant's club. Even though he was clad in the armor of the Dragon Aspect, he was still sent flying backward.

"Dovahkiin! I shall not die! Not here, not by you!" Alduin screamed, deigning to use the Nordic tongue such that Ysmir might understand. "Begone! I banish you, as my ancient enemies had once done to I! Wah Gut Tiid!"

"Dragonborn!" one of the spirits shouted, "Look out!"

However, it was too late. A shout of prismatic colors erupted from Alduin's jaws and slammed into Ysmir. He felt himself being hurtled back with force far greater than that of Alduin's previous shouts. And then Ysmir, the Last Dragonborn, disappeared from Sovngarde.

….

An earsplitting sound shot through the air, causing Wendy and Gajeel to cover their sensitive ears. All around them the members of Fairy Tail, wounded from their clash with Grimoire Heart, but recovering thanks to Wendy's magic, looked up at the sky with a look of confusion.

"What is that?" Gray said as he whirled around, trying to find the source of the noise that seemed to be coming from every direction.

"It's so damn loud!" Elfman shouted as he pressed his hands against his ears in order to mitigate the severity of the noise.

While Wendy was desperately trying to block out as much noise as she could, she felt her eyes go wide; she knew what this sound was coming from. There was only one other person there besides Wendy who knew what this sound was heralding; her fellow Dragon Slayer, Gajeel Redfox. Of all the guild members there, only the two Dragon Slayers remained quiet as they stared into the sky.

It meant one thing, and one thing only.

"The cry of a dragon..." Wendy said in an incredulous tone, as if unable to believe it herself despite knowing it to be true.

"Eh?" Levy said with an expression of shock.

"A Dragon!?" Lisanna said, also with a surprised look.

From an open path in the forest, a group of their guildmates came running. They consisted of Gildarts, Lucy, Cana, Happy, and the Fire Dragon Slayer, Natsu Dragneel.

"Hey! Is everyone okay?" Natsu said as his group met up with everyone else.

"He must be from back then," Gildarts muttered with a grim, knowing look on his face.

"Look! Up in the sky!" Panther Lily, Gajeel's Exceed partner, cried out as he pointed towards a black shadow that had appeared high above them.

All of the members of Fairy Tail looked up, their expressions turning to one of horror and dread.

"A... A real live dragon?" Wendy trembled in fear as her friends and comrades around her let out similar statements of disbelief.

Though Wendy had known a dragon before, having been raised for much of her short life by one, she could sense that this one was different. Grandeeney had been kind and motherly. This dragon, on the other hand, felt as if he was a black sun; dawning only to bring a swift and terrible death to all who its shadow touched.

Then, Master Makarov uttered a name that even caused the fearless Titania to go speechless.

"Acnologia," he said in an eerie tone. "The Black Dragon of the Apocalypse."

Wendy knew only a little of the dragon named Acnologia. In the books she had once borrowed form Levy, it had said that Acnologia was the dragon that ended the previous era, destroying everything in its path. Though the book failed to go more in depth than that, it had described enough so that Wendy knew of the terrible power this dragon possessed. The only problem was that the book had been about myths and legends.

As she watched the gigantic creature get closer and closer to the island, it became clear to the young Dragon Slayer; Acnologia was not so mythical after all.

"Hey, you!" Natsu shouted at the dragon hovering over the island. "You know where Igneel is, don't you!? And Metalicana and Grandeeney too!"

Instead of answering, the dragon began descending with terrible swiftness, landing on a hill overlooking Fairy Tail's encampment with such force that the very ground beneath him was crumbling. Wendy couldn't even find the proper words to describe the feeling in its fullness. It was large; larger by far than Grandeeney. It was almost entirely black, save for its eyes which glowed a burning, hellish red. More so, it radiated its awesome power, as if issuing a single, silent command: Die.

The black dragon roared, causing waves of pressure to lash outwards. Such was the power of its roar that the trees nearest to it snapped and fell to the ground.

The dragon looked down at them, and it was then that those of Fairy Tail understood.

They were going to die.

Fear was plain in all of them, such that they all froze even as the dragon flew up into the air and dived down at them.

"RUN FOR IT!" Gildarts shouted, managing to regain his composure faster than everyone else.

But, it was too late. The dragon slammed into the ground, causing the earth to collapse in on itself, a large crater forming under the massive weight of the dragon.

"RUN TO THE SHIPS!"" Gildarts roared out the evacuation order. Even though the other guild members were shocked beyond comprehension at the level of destruction this creature was causing, they complied and began sprinting towards the docks.

"Wendy!" Carla, Wendy's Exceed partner, cried from beside her as they began running alongside everyone else. "You can talk to dragons, right? Can't you don something about this?"

"No, I can't!" Wendy said, shaking her head. "Dragons all have high levels of intelligence, so he should be able to understand us, but he doesn't want to!"

Even though this dragon could very well understand everything the humans were saying, it paid them, the mages of Fairy Tail, the same amount of attention and regard that one might give to a fly they were trying to swat out of the air. That, Wendy thought in the back of her mind, was actually a very good comparison of the current circumstance. To that dragon, they were but flies that it was trying to swat.

Glancing over her shoulder, Wendy saw something that made her freeze. Makarov, master of Fairy Tail, had stopped and was facing the dragon. All around her, the other members of Fairy Tail had noticed as well and reacted the same way.

"What are you doing, Master?" Erza cried out, "We need to keep running!"

"All of you," Makarov said, "Keep running, and don't look back."

"No way!" Natsu said in an angry tone, "If you're staying, we're staying too!"

"Listen to me, you damn brats!" Makarov roared, "This is your Master's final order! Now obey it and run! Get out of here!"

Tears began welling up in Wendy's eyes as she understood what the master was saying; what he was trying to do. It was true that Master Makarov was the only person who could possibly slow down the dragon long enough for the rest of them to escape, but in doing so, he would surely die. Even if he wasn't already wounded from the fight with Grimoire Heart, that dragon was simply too strong for even Makarov. But the Master of Fairy Tail, being the person that he is, was more than willing to make that sacrifice.

But surely he understood what this meant to the rest of them? He was, to all of the, a father figure, in spirit though not in blood. And what children could just stand to run away and leave their father behind to die? Impossible. It was completely out of the question.

As Wendy blinked the tears out of her eyes, she noticed something strange. Despite the fact that it should have had more than enough time to do so, the dragon had not been attacking. In fact, now that she was looking at it, it had stopped moving all together and was instead looking upward at the sky.

"Everyone!" Wendy called out. "Look! The dragon stopped!"

"Eh?" Carla said as she looked at the mighty beast as well. "You're right, Wendy. But... why?

Makarov backed away from the dragon and returned to his normal size, trying to conserve as much power as he could in case he needed to grapple with the beast once again.

"It looks like it's... expecting something," Mirajane said as she followed the dragon's line of sight. "From the sky?"

Looking upward, she noticed something strange happening up in the heavens. While the rest of the sky was still blue and clear, save a few clouds, there was a single, large circle that appeared as if it had been inscribed into the sky. It was pitch black like the void, and a faint sound could be heard coming out of it.

Then, something fell out of that circle of infinite blackness. No, rather, it was as if it had been ejected out, and the circle quickly disappeared after doing so. Mirajane squinted to get a better look at it. It looked like a... person?

There was a crashing noise as whatever the circle had spat out landed on the island, kicking up a cloud of dust that made it impossible to see. Thankfully, it quickly dispersed, allowing Mirajane and the rest of Fairy Tail to get their first look at what had come out of that gate in the sky.

The Take-Over mage had been right; it was indeed a person. Judging by their build and size, she guessed that it was probably a man, though it was hard to tell from the armor the person wore. That armor looked as though it was darker than the night itself, and his sword and shield were made of similar materials. More interestingly, however, clad over that dark armor was what appeared to be a forcefield of sorts made of ethereal light. Who this person was, Mirajane couldn't even speculate. What she did know was that this man's presence gave her the same sensation she got from Acnologia.

"Dragon."

Mirajane turned to her pink haired friend. "Natsu? What are you-" she began, but was cut off by the stranger's voice.

"Alduin!" the man said, rage clear in his tone.

The words that came next out of the man's mouth were in a language that Mirajane had never heard before, and she was unable to make sense of it. It seemed, however, that the dragon did understand, because, to Mirajane and the rest of Fairy Tail's shock, the dragon spoke back.

"Dovahkiin!" the dragon said in such a way that if it were a person, Mirajane just knew that it would have had a look of complete and utter hatred on its face. The kind of hatred reserved only for one's sworn enemy, their life's nemesis. That, and there was something else she could sense in the dragon's voice as well: fear. In the same, unknown language as the stranger, the dragon continued speaking for a short time.

Whatever was said between the two must have truly enraged the man, because he spoke with such pure hate and vitriol that Mirajane, the Demon of Fairy Tail, flinched back a step in panic.

With a savage cry, the man dashed forward, sending a horizontal slash toward the dragon's head. To Fairy Tail's collective surprise, the dragon retreated back a few steps in order to avoid the swing. It then lunged its head forward, snapping its jaws, and the man raised his shield and braced against the attack. And brace he did, for though the dragon's attack collided into his shield and managed to forcibly push him back several feet, the man stood fast. He then countered with a stab at the dragon's head, which was now within easy striking range. He managed to score a deep wound, but one that seemed to be more painful than it was serious. This only caused the dragon to become more infuriated as it reeled its head back in pain.

In that narrow window of opportunity, the man shouted three strange words, "Yol Toor Shul!"

Fire erupted from the man's mouth, similar to that of Natsu's own breath attack, though more concentrated and narrow in scope. It hit the dragon, causing the beast to snarl as it let loose a fire breath of its own. After a few moments, the dragon's fire breath pushed back the stranger's until both streams of fire were meeting in the middle of the two combatants. After nearly half a minute of that contest of heat, both fire breaths dispersed.

"Who is that guy?" Erza said in shock. "A Fire Dragon Slayer like Natsu?"

"No," Gajeel was the one to answer. "I don't know who or what he is, but he's no Dragon Slayer."

"But, since he's fighting that dragon, he can't be a bad person, right?" Wendy asked the group.

"Hell yeah!" Natsu said as he threw a fist in the air. "Let's go help that guy! This is our chance to kick that dragon's ass!"

"Agreed," Erza said more calmly. Requiping into her Purgatory armor, a glint could be seen in her eye as she raised her sword. "Fairy Tail! Charge!"

A collective shout of agreement and fighting spirit sprang up from the members of Fairy Tail, as those healthy enough to fight began rushing forward, while only a few remained behind to help those too wounded to fight escape. Makarov looked on as his children charged in to give aid to the mysterious man who seemed to be giving Acnologia a hard time. If this man hadn't arrived when he did, we'd likely all be dead, the old mage thought.

Both dragon and man noticed Fairy Tail's charge. The dragon reared his head back, its chest beginning to expand. The man saw this action, and cried out in his mysterious language towards the mages of Fairy Tail. No one there but the dragon understood what he was saying, but his voice carried an obvious tone of fear and warning. From that, it was clear what he was trying to say. Look Out!

Whether it be from the man's warning or just the obvious action of the dragon, the mages all understood what to do, and started to scatter. However, Wendy and Mirajane collided with each other and toppled over, both being weakened from their parts in the earlier battle with Grimoire Heart.

"Wendy! Mira!" members of the guild cried out.

A beam of pure, destructive energy shot out of the dragon's mouth, aimed straight at the two Fairies. Both of their eyes went wide as they watched their own impending doom rapidly approach them. Wendy screamed as she grabbed hold of Mirajane's arm. Mira was simply petrified as memories started to run through her mind. She had just gotten Lisanna back after all that time, and now she was going to die?

"Wuld!" they heard the stranger shout. In an instant, he was in front of them, shield raised. His body positioned at an angle that would protect both women completely.

After what seemed like hours, but was really just a few seconds, the dragon's breath attack stopped. It seemed to have taken all of the stranger's strength in order to block that much power, as his ethereal armor faded and disappeared followed by the man collapsing forward onto the ground, unmoving.

"Dovahkiin," the dragon rumbled, as if it were sneering at the stranger. "Mey..."

With that, the dragon flew high up into the sky, leaving them in a strange peace, like the kind that came after a storm.

"Are you alright?" Wendy said as she and Mira moved closer to the downed stranger. Upon his lack of response, the Sky Dragon Slayer put her hands on the man's back and began healing him. "Please. Please don't die!"

Mirajane knelt next to the man as Wendy desperately tried to heal him. The Take-Over mage started to wonder why this man would risk his life to save them, two people he had never met before.

However, before she could think on it much further, Gajeel suddenly said, "It's not over! The dragon's getting ready for another attack!"

Mirajane's head snapped upward. Her eyes widened in fear as she saw the dragon preparing to unleash another one of its powerful breath attacks.

"Everyone who can use defensive spells, put all your power into it right now!" Erza ordered.

Following up on that order, Lisanna also cried out, "Everyone! Focus all of your magical energy on Freed! The more magic you give him, the stronger his runes are!"

"Children! Join hands with one another!" Makarov bellowed.

Everyone immediately gathered around the fallen stranger, and they formed a circle of joined hands. In doing so, they were able to connect more easily with one another and send their magical power towards Freed, who began casting his defensive rune magic. A part of Wendy knew that this would ultimately be useless, as there was no way that whatever makeshift defensive spell they formed could hold against that dragon's breath. But, another, stronger part of herself wanted to believe. To believe in her friends and comrades, and to believe that they would survive to see another day.

"It won't end with this, you shitty dragon!" Natsu shouted with determination.

"We'll never give up!" Lucy cried out.

A teary eyed Makarov smiled. "We'll all go home together..."

A bright light shone down on them until none of them could see anything but white.


Translations:

Fo Krah Diin (Frost, Cold, Freeze) - Frost Breath Shout

Yol Toor Shul (Fire, Inferno, Sun) - Fire Breath Shout

Wuld (Whirlwind) - Whirlwind Sprint Shout

Mey (Fool)

Well, there's chapter one for you. I hope you enjoyed it (even though almost all of it was the same as what Leo Septem wrote). I'll have the next chapter up within the week.

Let me know if the POV was difficult for you to understand or if you found any errors (if you do find a problem, PM me instead of leaving it in the reviews).

If you happened to have missed it in the opening Authors Notes, here's some more shameless advertising for you: I'm writing another Elder Scrolls/Fairy Tail crossover called 'Magicka and Ether Collide'. Check it out, if you have the time and interest.

Once again, thanks for reading and I hope to do well by those of you who were following Leo Septem.

-Mystiirous