Hey, I started this as soon as I posted the last chapter, so you know exactly how long it takes for me to make a chapter from start to finish. Anyways, I'm going to keep this short and sweet, and Crow won't add to this.
*He's right. On with the chapter!*
I take it back… this was a horrible plan.
I mean… who in their right mind would even think of making a torture device like this, for days on end! It's gut wrenching, head spinning, nausea inducing, blood draining, heart re-
"Natsu, we are here!" Cries out the little redhead next to me.
… I take that back, THANK WHATEVER GODS EXIST (Not the one's Zancrow fights for) FOR THIS MIRACLE! No sooner than she said that, I bolted off the train, looking around like a mad man for the guild. But, Flare had other ideas.
"Look Natsu, a park! Can I go play for a bit?" She pleads, looking at me adorably. Fucking Puppy Dog Eyes…
"Fine, but only for fifteen minutes. We want to get to the guild before the sun begins to set." I state, looking up at the sun that is slowly falling towards the sea across the town. I sit on a bench, and look into the fountain next to the bench, at my reflection.
Over the past two years, I have changed a lot. My hair has grown out, for one, going down to my shoulders in spiked waves, and the salmon locks darkened into a light red color from my time with the dragons. My black eyes are the same as usual, besides a simple thin scar going diagonally over the bridge of my nose to the corner of my lip, I got a bit of fuse on my chin and lip, kinda reminding me of Gildart's but mine is a bit thicker and more of an actual red. Then, what I am wearing. The cloak from Uncle Atlas is draped over my shoulders, with the shoulder guards that I robbed from Gildart's house that I dyed black on top of the cloak. Under that, a simple brown sleeveless padded hide tunic that was buttoned up, but did little to hide the two years of training that defined my muscles and made me grow from my shortish average 5 foot 8 inch lanky frame into a much more broader but still lanky 5 foot 11 frame, almost as tall as Laxus' imposing beefed up 6 foot frame. Then there are my pants. Nothing special, just a pair of white baggy trousers. Black leather boots that also have armor similar to my gauntlets going up to my knees just below them. Speaking of my gauntlets, they cover from my knuckles and out a bit to make fingerless gloves, all the way back to my elbows in black scaled plates, making it seem a bit demonic but it was actually draconic. Between the black plates, a reddish orange glow was seen, a warm glow for now till I got into combat, which it turns a bloody red like color. The cocky and arrogant smirk that always adored my face changed to a more confident and knowing smile. But one thing never changes, Igneel's Scarf is always around my neck.
Speaking of change… I may or may not be too powerful to just simply wander through the now expanded city of Magnolia…
"Pardon me, sir." I call over to a middle aged man, who has a red prominent stash on his lip and a simple blue button up coat.
"Yes? What do you need?" Asks the man, in a sort of on edge but kind tone. Go figure, Magnolia has Fairy Tail in it which has a lot of enemies, and to see a strange man asking around usually means trouble.
"Oh no, I don't mean to cause harm. I just need someone to alert the city of a Gildarts Shift so I can get to my guild without destroying half the town." I say calmly, to which the man's eyes widen comically and he rushes off in a random direction. I chuckle and get out of my seat, and walk over to Flare.
"We got to go Flare, Fairy Tail awaits." I declared, looking to skyline.
No One's pov. (*Honestly prefer when he writes like this.*)
The city rumbled as everything went into the Gildart's Shift. Everyone was surprised by this sudden movement that was happening, as he was supposed to be dead or away, especially Fairy Tail, which all piled out of the guild to see what was going on.
As the city slow slid into the position it required to have the steep man made canyon in the center for the all powerful Ace to return to the guild, no one could really see who was coming up from the crack, besides two silhouettes. One big, the other smaller, and child like.
The small one is, concerning. It is obvious that it's either injured or had a fight ages past that made whoever it is limp, making each step very gimpy and staggered, giving off a sort of creepy and uncertain vibe. Then comes the body. It is seen that there is some sort of dress or kilt through the mist, but it could be safe to say it is a girl. Nothing strange about her body, really. Normal and healthy besides her legs and… head. Her head is cocked to the side, and what is even more concerning is her hair. It is like it is underwater, swirling all over the place, moving like serpents and eels in a tight watery container. Her eyes also are seen through the mist, all though barely. The red orbs are slightly crazed in appearance, or they possibly have gone without sleep for four nights and are only fueled on coffee. Who knows.
If the first was concerning, the second was downright alarming and terrifying in nearly every aspect. First off, the canyon was silent, besides the falling of the boots of this figure, who stalked closer to the guild in those black leather boots that extended into armor up to his knees. Second, his pants had patches everywhere as well as singe marks, so something involving fire has transpired with the figure. Next, the tunic, it was made from hide in an armor like fashion for protection, and had a strap that went down to a pouch and a quiver, both looking like animal hide, and a bow in the quiver, not that a weapon would normally alarm a guild, but the fact that both had a magical aura, even if miniscule, was still bothersome as the weapon and pouch had magical properties, meaning more things could be concealed from view. Then came his arms. Both were covered up to his mid bicep, which showed his muscles until his gauntlets covered the rest of his arms. They themselves were also terrifying, and had much more magic in them, almost the same amount young Romeo has in him, and he was being groomed to be a great wizard, already mastering some flames from his father, and they seem to have the shadows drawn to them. Next, the cloak that covered the figure. It was black, and was producing almost all the mist that hid the second figure and made the first very eerie. The hood from the cloak covers his head besides his mouth, which a white scarf of unknown material waves out that covers everything of his face but his eyes. The figures eyes burn brown and black, looking more animal or dragonish than man like, making him more terrifying.
"WHO ARE YOU TO ADVANCE ON FAIRY TAIL!" Thunders Laxus, lightning and light crackling around him, sounding like a burning building in a thunderstorm with only lightning and no rain.
"I am known by many names, Fourth Master of Fairy Tail, Laxus Dreyar. The Hellhound, Blaze Wolf, and the King of the Dragon Slayers," Calls forth the mysterious figure in a masculine and strong voice, but it sounds calm and confident, and has a tone with it that makes it seem playful and always ready to fight or play… which in the figure's case was both. "But I prefer my other titles… The Prince of the Dragons," Everyone who wasn't pale or trembling, now was, "The Rampaging Inferno, and my alias…" He reached up and removed his hood, showing spiked locks of flowing light red hair.
"Salamander… or Natsu Dragneel!" Calls out the newest Ace of Fairy Tail.
Silence. Only the sound of steam could be heard coming from the cloak flapping in the wind of Natsu's power.
"NATSUUU!" Cries out the entire guild, bull charging him and the scared and unaware Flare. Soon, a massive pile of Mages, Magic, and tears is on top of the well known Dragon Slayer, who is being killed with love… (*When did Shelly start writing this?* I don't know… When did we let Makarov become an adult rated Santa on Christmas? *Never…* Exactly, so shut it.)
"U-uh… Hi?" Squeaks a timid red haired girl. Slowly everyone turned and looked at Flare. Then to Natsu. Back to Flare. Then to Natsu again. Flare once more. Natsu. Flare. Natsu. Flare. Natus. Flare-
"NATSU! WHEN DID YOU BECOME A FATHER!" Cried out Jet and Droy, Levy facepalming at her team mates antics, Gajeel tempted to chain them to a tree again. Mira on the other hand… was now in split personality mode. On one hand, she was pissed off as all hell. NATSU, the densest, in their minds, motherfucker of them all had gone and either adopted or made a kid and had them stuck in an aging vortex, and had betrayed her sister. On the other hand, she was swooning harder than Cana could get drunk. She was imagining what kind of an older sibling Flare would be with Natsu and whoever he hooked up withs kids, and it was all in all, adorable. Leading us to see a Mirajane in Satan Soul, sitting on her ass with wide and sparkling eyed face barfing rainbows, much to the horror of the lesser guild members, and the shock of any Dragon Slayer, Sibling, or Shrimp. Not one to miss an opportunity, Reedus was painting that in full detail of the Cuteness Stoned Satan Soul…
"N-no no n-no! N-Natsu is like an older brother to me…" Whimpers Flare, who is hiding behind a warm cloaked man who is being stared down by a second generation of Dragon Slayers. Lightning glaring at what once was Flames, now evolved into Night of the Hellish Flaming Lightning Beast. (*I like this version better than your 'Hell Nightmare Blazing Light Beast Dragon' to be perfectly honest.* You try incorporating five different Dragon Slayer Magics into one name without making it sound more daft than an adult first grade drop out hick.)
"HAHA! You know how to make an entrance, Dragneel!" Heartily laughs Laxus, Natsu joining in while everyone lets out a sigh in relief that the two are not going to show down.
"But seriously, Natus, when I said take a year off to grieve, I didn't mean it literally! And hell, you doubled that amount of time! You better have a good excuse for this, Flame Brain!" Jovals the Fourth Master of Fairy Tail, clapping the Ace on the back as he leads him into the castle like Guild Hall. Soon, within the halls of the guild, classical Fairy Tail was back up and running with a usual brawl and party involving much booze, to the pleasure of everyone there besides the minors. Sorry Wendy, got 4 more years till you get some beer in ya.
"SALAMANDER! FIGHT ME!" Cries out an eccentric, and drunk, Iron Dragon Slayer.
"Gajeel, shut up." Mumbles Natsu who then pulls a Gildarts and slugs the Iron Dragon Slayer over the head with his bare fist so he is down for the count. The brawl and party suddenly halted. Everyone stared at the steaming headed Gajeel and the bored looking Natsu, who was casually drinking some sort of spiced liquor with Flare, who just had an orange juice.
"Hehe… Didn't expect you to get THIS strong over the years, Dragneel…" Laxus' face is threatening to break itself with the smile that would look a lot more at home on a mix between the Joker and Chester the cat. "And I think it is time for us to find out how strong you really are. Everyone who is S Class, follow us, and everyone else, setup the Lacrama Television. The one that covers the entire guild wall." He cackles, sparks flickering in his eyes. Everyone suddenly scrambles and runs around, setting up what starts to look like a movie theater while all the present S Class, that is, Master Laxus, Mirajane, Levy, and surprisingly Gajeel. Guess he was made S Class when I was out training. They all walk out and down a street, people in awe, pointing and glancing at the five S Classes of Fairytail.
And everyone who wasn't part of Fairy Tail could only wonder, what on earth was a quintet of super powered mages going to do out in the woods where no one would be affected but them.
Sorry this took a while. Work and stuff. And I am sorry for the cliff hanger.
*He isn't sorry for the cliff hanger before the show down. All I can say is place your bets on either team Laxus or Natsu Dragneel.*
ANYWAYS, MS SPOIL THE BIG SURPRISE, I also am going to say this loud and clear; Natsu will be paired up with Lisanna, but I am willing to make this a Harem thing, but only if the people start yelling it to me via a comment or a PM.
*So place your bets and cast your votes, cause by Christmas, your going to be in for a treat. DSoNaH does wonderful fight scenes.*
Complement me anymore and you make me blush and puke.
*Awe, you know you love me.*
Anyways, see ya guys.
*Crow out!*
-DSoNaH
-DotC