Hello again everyone! Back with another chapter. Thanks for all who are reading and I hope you guys like it!
Chapter 2: Natsu
Natsu felt himself moving. Not only that, he felt his knees scraping against the ground while he was moving. Why was he moving if he was sleeping? His mind took a second to process this.
Wait, someone is moving me! Who the hell is moving me!
Natsu's eyes shot open. He instantly regretted this as the bright sun nearly blinded him. He cried out and the hands dragging him stopped moving. Natsu carefully opened his eyes and saw a plump man wearing a weird outfit sitting in front of him. Even though the clothes were weird Natsu could tell that they were expensive judging by the amount of jewelry hanging from them. Still, Natsu was way too preoccupied with the man wearing a dress in front of him. The guards began shouting out him in a strange language that Natsu couldn't understand. He then felt a fist smack into his cheek. Natsu growled and struggled against the hands. He was answered with a fist in his gut.
"STOP HITTING ME DAMMIT!" bellowed Natsu.
"Enough!" ordered the man in a dress. "Drop him."
The hands released Natsu's arms and he fell face first onto the stone floor. He sat up unfazed and took in surroundings. Rich house, lots of art, man in dress, guards with big pointy spears… yup he didn't like this place already. The man in the dress leaned forward.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you, and why are you wearing a dress?" replied Natsu. This was followed by a swift slap from one of the guards.
Natsu could feel his anger begin to swell. He began to steadily increase his magical pressure around him. It took a little more effort than he was used to but that was ok. He noticed that the dress man asked him another question but this time he ignored it. Before another fist could meet his face Natsu wrapped his hand in fire and shot a strike of his own. The man screamed as the fire fist landed on target and sent him flying over the railing of the palace and down several stories. Everyone in the room grew dead silent and stared wide eyed at the pink haired boy.
Illyrio Mopatis was the only one who seemed unsurprised by what he just saw. Of course his facial expression was a bluff though. But rather than surprise the emotion running through his mind was curiosity. Who was this pink haired buffoon that can seem to summon fire at will? A bad memory went through Illyrio's mind as he saw a woman with blood red hair in front of a burning pyre.
Could this boy be one of the ones from Asshai. If so why is he here? Thought Illryio.
He was about to begin questioning the boy again when two more people burst into the room. Both of them sported pale white hair and stunning bluish purple eyes. One was a man around twenty years of age while the other was a young girl about Natsu's age. Natsue heard the sound of the door slam and whipped his head around to see them.
"Mira?" he mumbled.
No idiot! Not Mira! Natsu's mind yelled, Mira's got bigger boobs!
Another fist hit his head after his sudden movement.
That does it!
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" Natsu yelled. The flames once again appeared on his hands only brighter and hotter. It planted itself onto a guards helmet and as it connected the iron helm slowly began to melt. The second guard screamed and fell to the side clutching his head.
Did I seriously hit him that hard? I barely put anything into that.
The girl's eyes were wide with fear. The boy's on the other hand were wide with excitement.
"Did you just say something about a dragon?" he asked.
"Viserys please, ignore this cretin." protested Illyrio.
Viserys ignored Illyrio instead and approached Natsu. He lowered himself to eye level. "Did you just say something about a dragon?"
"Yeah, what of it!?" replied Natsu.
"What do you know of dragons kid?"
"A lot, I was raised by one after all."
That was something Viserys was not expecting. And it was hilarious. This kid who could summon fire at his beckon call claimed to be raised by a real dragon. Viserys chuckled at the thought.
"Dragons were killed off generations ago kid." he grabbed Natsu by the throat, "Don't lie to your king again. Unless you want to awaken the dragon." His grip loosened so Natsu could speak. "What do you know of dragons?"
"You know dragon slayer magic too!" Natsu croaked taking Viserys phrase completely out of context.
"What!" Now Viserys was truly dumbfounded. Dragon Slayer Magic? What the hell is going through this kid's mind.
"Yeah, magic you use to slay dragons. You know some too!" Viserys grip lessened more from just the audacity of that statement. This man is claiming to be able to slay dragons.
Does he mean the actual creature… pondered Viserys, Or…
"Kill him now." stated Viserys to Illyrio. "He claims to be able to use magic to kill dragons. The only dragons left in the world are myself and Dany. It's obvious he's here to kill us."
"You guys are actual dragons!" exclaimed Natsu as he stood up. "AWESOME! Fight me!"
A bunch of guards jumped between the dragon slayer and Viserys.
Did he just ask me to fight him!? Is this kid that idiotic?
"No Lord Illyrio please don't." said a small girlish voice.
Natsu quit struggling with the guards and turned around to see the girl. The girl gracefully made her way to Viserys and began to whisper in his ear. Viserys smirked and turned to the guards motioning for them to release Natsu.
"Are you sure this is wise my King?" asked Illyrio.
"Yes," replied a now cocky Viserys, "Dany just brought up a good point." he looked at his sister. "If you want him to live so badly then take him away yourself."
Dany nodded and motioned for some guards to accompany her as she helped Natsu get out from under the pile of guards. Natsu looked at the girl and flashed his wide smile.
"Thanks!"
Dany smiled and guided him out of the room. The only people now were Viserys and Illyrio.
"Why did you allow Daenerys to spare him like that?" asked a truly puzzled Illyrio.
Viserys chuckled. "Sometimes I underestimate my sister's capabilities. She suggested that if the boy was telling the truth that we could use him in our fight against the usurper." Illyrio seemed surprised that Daenerys was the one to bring this up, but he understood the rationale behind it.
"A man who can summon fire willingly, fighting on your side. That can be quite powerful. But can you control him?"
"All men can be controlled in some way Illyrio, you know that all too well." replied Viserys. "Besides maybe we can give the other allies of the Usurper the illusion that we have an actual dragon on our side. Wouldn't that strike fear into them?"
"Indeed, and bring more allies to you."
Viserys grabbed a wine glass, poured himself a drink and sat down at a bench, "Exactly."
…..
"What is your name?" the girl demanded of Natsu.
Natsu hesitated at first. After the treatment he originally received when he woke up he wasn't entirely sure if he should start talking about who he is. And Erza would probably beat him half to death if he started spouting off where he was from without thinking of the consequences. But the girl seemed harmless enough, so a name wouldn't hurt.
"Natsu Dragneel." replied the pink haired boy.
Interesting name. Never heard of the surname before. Thought Daenerys.
"Where am I anyways?" asked Natsu.
"You are in one of the free cities. Pentos to be more exact. And my name if Daenerys Targaryen if you wished to know."
"Nice to meet you Dan-hairs Tagean." replied Natsu with a wide smile.
Daenerys giggled. She didn't care that he mispronounced his name. That smile just made this boy seem so innocent. She turned her head to see some servants walk in with fresh clothes for the boy. She turned her head as the servants approached the boy and began undressing him. Natsu turned beat red at this and tried to protest but the servants ignored him. Eventually, they fit the struggling dragon slayer into a simple tan tunic and brown pants. They grabbed his original clothing and hurried off with them until they heard a growl from the dragon slayer.
"Give… me.." he took a step towards the servants with killer intent in his eyes, "my… scarf…" His hands caught fire, "NOW!"
The servants dropped the scarf on the floor and scurried out of the room. Natsu sighed and dusted off his prized possession before wrapping it around his neck once again.
"Is that scarf special to you?" asked Daenerys.
"Yeah, my dad gave it to me." Natsu's face saddened, "Before he disappeared."
Daenerys looked at the sad boy and wrapped him in a hug. "I know what it's like to be without parents too, Natsu."
Natsu was shocked that the girl didn't seem to care that he just threatened her servants for touching his scarf. As he stood rooted in the spot, blushing slightly, he returned an awkward hug and saw Daenerys leave the room.
"We will talk later." she said before she left.
Natsu now sat at the foot of the bed in the room. Deep in thought. Dragons extinct? Free cities? Pentos? Guy in a dress? Girl that looks like Mira? What a weird day… Pentos?
"Pentos…" he mumbled, "AGH! WHERE THE FUCK IS PENTOS!"
….
The night came and went. Natsu was thoroughly enjoying his sleep when he was awoken by a herd of servants entering the room. They grabbed Natsu, who was still half asleep, and whisked him away to the palaces bathhouse. This time they were very gentle with his scarf. The piercing cold water contacting his bare skin made Natsu finally wake up. He noticed a bunch of servants, lady servants, with brushes soap, and buckets of ice cold water. Then the scrubbing began.
Natsu yelped, growled, clawed, struggled, and begged as the scrubbing continued on and on. Daenerys stood outside and couldn't help but giggle at the struggle the boy was putting up. She took a quick peak inside and caught a glimpse of the chiseled muscles that seemed to be carved from stone. She turned red and retreated almost as quickly as she looked in.
"Ladies! STOP!" cried Natsu from inside, "I think you scrubbed every spot and… agh… not there!"
Daenerys couldn't suppress her laughter anymore. For a solid minute she laughed to her heart's content. When she finally stopped she realized something. She hadn't laughed that much since she lived in the house with the red door. A sad demeanor took over her which she quickly expelled when Natsu emerged, bare ass naked. The servants rushed over with a towel only to see the water coming off of him in clouds of steam. In the blink of an eye he was completely dry. He turned and saw Daenerys just staring at him… and he was naked. Natsu yelped, grabbed a robe and quickly covered himself while placing his precious scarf in it's usual spot around his neck. Daenerys turned away trying to hide the blush while the servants exited. After the servants left, Viserys entered the room.
"Dany leave now." he ordered.
Daenerys knew better than to question her brother. She quickly left the room leaving Natsu in the hands of Viserys. Viserys circled Natsu, he seemed to be examining him. His new pet as he liked to think.
"Hmmm… My sister says your name is Natsu, what is it now? Dragneel?" said Viserys.
"Yeah, and her name in Anbearlis Tagean!"
Viserys scowled, "Daenerys Targaryen!" he corrected. "And I am her brother, Viserys, your king."
"I don't think I remember having a king." stated a confused Natsu.
"Oh, it doesn't matter what you remember. What matters is what I can do as king." started Viserys as eye Natsu. "I can just as easily spare your life as I can order it to be taken. Do you realize that it is only by the will of my dear sister that you are even alive right now?"
Natsu shook his head.
"You truly are dense aren't you?" continued Viserys, "If it wasn't for a certain fact she pointed out to me your head would be on a pike on the walls of this city." Natsu scowled and his face darkened. "That fact being, that you and your… abilities… can be very useful." he stopped circling Natsu and gazed into his eyes. "Understand what I am saying?"
"Other than the head part, not really."
Viserys sighed. "You are going to be my weapon. You are going to be my weapon that I use to reclaim the Iron throne from the Usurper. The one who killed my father, brother, sister in law, and cousins. You will be used to kill, in my name. Understand?"
"I won't kill for anyone, not even for you, Viserys." spat Natsu his expression changing from playful to deadly serious.
"So you do know how to pronounce names." chuckled a confident Viserys. "Let me rephrase myself." He guided Natsu to a balcony and pointed at a cage hanging from the palace walls. Inside was a girl wearing a skirt too short for her, a white and blue tank top, and blonde hair. She looked beaten and bruised and afraid. "You are going to kill in my name or a certain girl by the name of Lucy," he gestured once again at the cage. "will have her head on a pike in place of your own."
Oooooh damn! I gotta admit as I was writing this even I didn't see that coming. Viserys you SOB. Anyways, how'd you like Natsu's intro into the GOT universe? I think it should be interesting. His interactions with the Targaryens and how he uses his abilities will definitely make things very complicated across the sea from Westeros. As always I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please rate and review and have a nice day!
