Fairy Cannon

Chapter 3: How to Train your Dragon

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters previously seen in other works. I also do not own the rights to the film "How to Train your Dragon". This is all used under Fair Use.

Author Note: I am a little late with this chapter, and for that I am very sorry. For those who wonder why it is a combination of making this chapter so long I split it into two, having a ton of school work and working on other stories that I may or may not publish.


Natsu was on an uncomfortable bed when he woke up. His eyes opened slowly as he saw the room in plain whites and black. His typical clothe had been replaced with plain medical scrubs, typical of those worn by doctors and similar medicine specialist. Looking around the room, he saw the tattered remains of his previous vest and pants in the bin at the end of his bed, with his plain white checkered scarf resting on the coat rack by the door of the room.

When he attempted to stand up he felt bandages restraining his movement. However, this time he was in none of the usual pains that came from severe wounds. He remember following Jinx, so maybe she had some friends that were really good doctors, but that was not very likely. Most professional doctors already had mansions along with renown hospitals, mostly due to the amount of training it took to become a fully qualified doctor. Also, she was a criminal.

As Natsu was thinking of his new found allies, he noticed that this particular room had another bed that was messy. Standing up and stretching on his way to the bed. His nose activated it's passive draconic aptitude. He was not surprised to notice that it was Jinx who had occupied the bed until just recently. After all, the petite woman had been just as injured as he had, but didn't have the regenerative abilities he had.

Standing up straight, he cracked his back as her began assembling some sort of battle ready set of clothing. He began by simply tearing the cloth that covered his calves and forearms. Taking his ruined vest, he pulled out the metallic mesh that ran through the cloth. He wore the mesh under his plain white top. Natsu reached towards his signature scarf as he threw on his provided shoes. Wearing the scarf with a simple loop, Natsu began looking around the room for some sort of map or directions of any type. When he eventually found a folded piece of paper on the desk in the room, the door opened swiftly.

Natsu spun on his heels and saw Jinx walk in with some sort of armoured man. Jinx was wearing a simple set of blue pants and a blue t-shirt. The man was in some sort of shiny ruby armour with some killer black hair. The man appeared to be in the middle of a sentence when he walked in, "-ee, I told you he would be fine. I mean look at him, already his fashion sense is coming back!"

Before the man could utter another sentence, Jinx elbowed him in the side. The man barely budged as Jinx grabbed her elbow in pain. Jinx looked up at the confused expression that Natsu was making as decided to explain, "Morning Natsu! This jack ass is Taric, one of the doctors of our little organization."

"What organization? I thought you were a misunderstood criminal?" Natsu asked, tilting his head to the left slightly. Taric walked forward a couple of steps and placed his flat palm on Natsu's chest, earning a confused glance from Natsu.

"Listen well, what is criminal to one man is miracle to another. You must decide in your own spirit and mind what is right and what is wrong. Only right here can you do that." Taric tapped Natsu's chest again for added emphasis. Jinx simply huffed as she shoved Taric, which was more of a slight

breeze to him.

"Just ignore his stupid spiritual drivel Natsu, it is simply that we pissed of the Institute." Jinx said, giving Taric a small glare. "And Taric, stop hitting on every single guy when they join us!"

"Hey! It's not drivel." Taric cried, but was simply ignored by Jinx.

"Wait, What? That was him hitting on me? I though he was being spiritual and stuff." Natsu replied, tilting his head in confusion.

"You haven't seen this same thing happen like a thousand times, just be happy that I saved you." Jinx replied before staring at Taric again, "He just woke up in a strange place and you attempt to take advantage of him. How dare you!"

"You are being outrageous! He woke up ten minutes ago!" Taric said, being sarcastically offended. "You better take him to the office, don't want to miss the initiation."

"Your right, thank you." Jinx said, while also flipping Taric the bird. She took Natsu by the arm and led him out of the room. The hallway outside was a more vibrant pale blue with more light lacrima. The hallway seemed pretty empty as the duo walked towards what seemed to be a large auditorium with a raised platform.

"This is where we introduce new member into the organization. Today you and a couple others will join our ranks as either informants or full members. I brought you here a little early so I could give you time to think. We are an organization of ex-Instituted mages with a couple of others who joined over the years. We work to achieve our full potential and create a small community where we are all equals. If you join us as a full member, you will be trained in our ways and have a new family. A family of fighters."

Jinx took a small breath before she continued explaining the choice. "An informant is someone who swears to keep our secret, but instead of joining us gets to return to their full life and pass information down to us or sell our goods or simply puts a good word out. Either way you must swear to maintain the secret of our existence. The dragon slayers almost always join us though."

Natsu sat down in the chair behind him as he processed what he was being told. "Do you mean that I can finally meet other dragon slayers on friendly terms? Cause I would love to meet some of my real, albeit extended, family."

"Yeah, we have a couple of dragon slayers among us. Just think about it, you have ten minutes before you have to choose." Jinx said, before walking over and sitting beside Natsu in the rows of chairs.

Natsu's mind was buzzing with thoughts, 'I could live my destructive life without harming anyone. But I would be abandoning Fairy Tail if I did that, wouldn't I? They would understand that I would want a chance to meet my real family? I mean, I want to join this organization, after all I could visit Magnolia town just like Jinx did. However, is this the kind of place I want to live? A place of order and combat, a place where everyone fights against the Magical Council, the same people who are pretty much tyrants to the magical community. Even if I go back, the Institute would just destroy Fairy Tail because I met the organization. I need to keep them safe. I hope they are doing well with the reconstruction of our guild hall. Or is it their guild hall?'


Meanwhile...

Gray swore colourfully as he found nothing at Natsu's rarely used home. He has hoped that maybe Natsu was just hurt and resting, but no he wasn't. The guild was searching everywhere for Natsu, but it was reaching the eight day mark. The guild policy was that a search for a mage could only last for eight days after the last appearance of the mage. It was to prevent the entire guild from becoming unprofitable and then shut down. The Magical Council was just itching for a chance to shut down Fairy Tail, and lack of profit was actually a good reason.

Happy was in the air almost constantly for the past couple of days. Lucy and Erza where so distraught that they where going cross country to find Natsu. Even then, no one could find head or tails of Natsu. Is was almost like he was dead, but that couldn't be. He was the Salamander of Fairy Tail for a reason. The other dragon slayer of Fairy Tail, Gajeel, joined just as Natsu went missing, yet even he looked for his brother in magic.

The guild master was issuing missing mage files as they spoke. That way if anyone found Natsu, Fairy Tail would know immediately. As much as the entire guild looked, no one could find the salmon haired mage. Almost begrudgingly, they had to admit that he was gone. No matter how much they wanted to find Natsu, they had to repair the guild.

Gray's anger had been fuelled by the guild's giving up on Natsu. It had boiled over when Laxus off handily said, "What a weakling, to be captured in such a humiliating way." Even Gajeel was disturbed by this statement, and he only knew Natsu as an enemy. For Gray, that was the ultimate insult. In a blast of magic, he threw his ice at him. The lighting mage was caught of guard by such a level headed mage attacking him. This resulting in him being pierced by multiple ice spears and requiring medical treatment.

Gray saw Happy, the flying cat, start to fall. Gray used his Ice Make magic to create a sort of ramp to catch the feline before he hit the ground. When Happy stopped rolling, Gray could see the telltale signs of magical exhaustion. He sighed, maybe it was time to give up and just hope that he could escape on his own. He didn't like it, but they had to make sure Natsu had a home to return to.

When Gray returned to the guild, he saw his guild master, Makarov, post a message on the impromptu message boards of the guild. It was a simple declaration of death or disappearance for one Natsu Dragneel. Gray calmed himself. He knew that no matter how much this pained him, it pained the others just as much.


"Natsu Dragneel, do you swear to keep our organization secret from all outsiders?" A weathered old man asked.

"I do swear." Natsu responded, his mind coming to grip with the decision he made.

"Do you swear to keep all magics you learn here as secret as possible?"

"I do swear."

"Do you swear to strive for perfection in all that you do?"

"I do swear."

"It is time for you to garb in our ceremonial gear. Our informants have a simple bronze badge" the man raised a bronze hexagon with the symbol of a shield on it. "and full members get a doublet with our symbol." This time he raised a quilted vest with a shield sown onto the back. Natsu rose from his kneeling position and grabbed the vest, marking him as a member of the organization. A cheer rose from the gathered members as another dragon slayer joined their ranks.

After the simple ceremony Natsu was brought to a room full of boards on the walls filled with information. Jinx let Natsu's arm go as she began speaking, "Every mage in our organization is required to learn a profit magic, a support magic and Equip Magic. On these walls we offer a selection of magical studies for our members. I suggest you have a look at the lists of the currently running courses."

Natsu simply nodded and regarded the list. The first list was the support magics currently being taught. These included staples like Healing Magic, Curse Magic, and Transportation Magic. Other options were weird magics such as Gem Magics, Cooking Magic, or even Light Magic. They all looked pretty cool, but Light Magicseemed to be the best. The second list also had a list of magics, but these were designed to be used for profit. Again Gem Magic was on the list, but this time joined by the Make Magics, and Music Magic.

"How do you know what kind of magics people can learn?" Natsu asked as he fliped through to the second page of profit magics.

"Normally what we do is have applicants give a blood and magic sample so that we can check for compatibility. All mages can learn the neutral magics, but some of the rarer magics require special ancestery to work. Your Fire Dragon Slayer Magic is one of these, requiring direct connection to draconic blood to work." Jinx explained, looking over a similar list on a different wall. "What do you have in mind?"

"This light magic seems cool, and really practical too. I am assuming that it is similar to illusions of some sort." Natsu explained as he considered the list of profit magics. On the second page he found Lacrima Magic, Picto Magics, Portal Magics, and Blood Magic. They all had a great deal of potential, but none of them spoke to him.

"I couldn't tell you really. I favoured Regen Magic but I haven't mastered it yet. Have you found a profit magic yet?" Jinx asked, before taking out a pen and scribling something down on the page she was reading.

"I can't find a magic that feels right, at least on this list." Natsu said, frowning slightly. Here he was, getting the rare chance to learn more magic, but he couldn't choose one.

"Don't worry at all. Most people learn their side magics one at a time anyway. I went for Remake Magic but I don't think you could use it. Have you though of Lacrima Magic ? I know that Dragon Slayer lacrima sells well."

"I will start with Light Magic then. Could I learn Equip Magic at the same time?" Natsu asked, letting the pages flutter down as he turned arround. He knew he would have to choose soon, but maybe a new class would be available latter.

"Sure, now come here, we need to test your capacity for Light Magic. Now this might hurt a slight bit." Jinx said as she reached into he hip pouch. As Natsu got close, Jinx's arm snapped out and stabed a rather slim cylinder into his chest. Natsu paniced as he felt his blood and magic being drawn into the magical item. Before he could move it was over.

The cyclinder was now stained a mix of mostly red and splashes of yellow and white."It appears you have heavy draconic heritage, not suprising considering you are a dragon slayer. However you also have trace amounts of both celestial and elven heritages. This mean that you have the ability to learn Light Magic." Natsu seemed to brighten slightly at the last line, but something bothered him.

"What is an elv?"

"A near extinct race that uses the species neutral Take Over Magic to appear human and hide amoung us. And the proper term is Elf in singular and Elves for multiple." Jinx said, before grinning widely."Not that I care about proper."

"Okay then, umm. When do I begin learning?" Natsu asked, scraching the back of his head slightly.

"Tomorrow, now lets show you to your quarters."


It had been a long night for one Natsu Dragneel. After Jinx had shown him to the large practice fields, the classrooms, the forge and lab, and the kitchens, she had finally allowed him to rest for the next day, but not before leaving a final message; "I wont see you tomorrow, but Taric will show up and take you to the Equip Magic basics class."

It was morning and Natsu had yet to see Taric. He didn't know what time it was, but maybe he had woken up a little bit earlier that he should of. To pass the time he began doing his basic workout concisting of push ups, one handed push ups, and crunches. It was a conforting activity in a strange place. The room was a plain grey with a small bunk and a steel dresser. The door was made of what appeared to be solid stone, but he couldn't be sure.

Taric entered the room several minutes later. Natsu had changed into his new plain white clothing, which thankfully matched his grid scarf. Taric simply motioned to the door way as if to say "Are you coming?"

The duo had been walking down the corridors for a couple minutes when Taric looked over at Natsu and asked, "What your not going to curse me for my sexual prefrence?"

"If you are brave enough to advertise it, I see no reason to insult you or attack your reputation." Natsu asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Ha, thats exactly what Shyvana said when I asked her the same question. I guess being raised by dragons gives people a diffirent point of view on the world." Taric said, brushing a long strand of black hair over his ear.

"Really? Am I going to have a chance to meet her?" Natsu asked, his eyes sparkling like the last embers of a fire.

"Eventually, she'll have to teach you if you want to fully embrace your draconic magic. Oh! Here we are, training room 216-delta. The instructor is going to be guiding your group through the process of learning Equip Magic, and one of them are normally here all the time. Basically, you can come and train in Equip Magic whenever you feel like." Taric said, taking a deep breath before continuing; "This is because everyone has to learn Equip Magic."

"Am I free all day? Or do I have a class in Light Magic?" Natsu asked, mentally preparing himself for what would be a long day of learning.

"Nah, that start tomorrow, so you have all day to learn this magic. I have to go now, I got some missions to take care of. Good Luck!" Taric yelled out, already twenty feet down the hallway.

"Just great." Natsu grumbled, before he sighed and squared his shoulders. What could go wrong, it was just a class about the basics of Equip Magic anyway. Natsu reached forward and grabed the wooden handle to the simple wood door. Sure enough, the steel name plate declared this to be 'Room 216-Δ'. The door opened inwardly to reveal a softly lit room with several work benches and chairs scattered around the room. Like most of the rooms in this complex, it was lit with simple light lacrima.

The walls of the room were a washed out green with yellow accents. The instructor was a average hight man with standard black hair and blue eyes. These traits, combined with his naturally dark complextion led Natsu to believe that this man came from Zune, or some other country to the south. Others were in the room, attempting to store or retrieve items from their respective pocket dimension.

"Ah, welcome Mr. Dragneel. Are you familiar with the basics of Equip Magic?" The man asked is a crisp voice.

"Sorry, but I know almost nothing about Equip Magic, are you going to be going over that or should I seek a book about it?" Natsu asked, cracking his back as he spoke. The man motioned towards the back of the room that contained several boxes of what seemed to be magical items.

When Natsu arrived, the man followed siftly afterwards to instruct him; "Magical power will naturally be generated by the bodies of living creatures. When that energy saturates our whole body, it will created pockets of space where none should exist. Now an experienced mage can coat an object with his magic power and pull that item into the space that is called his pocket dimension. As the mage becomes more practiced, he can access more of his pocket dimension as well as store and retrieve items with less energy. The first step to activating your access to the pocket dimension is to feel the flow of your energy and allow yourself to find the natural holes in the flow. Once you find this, all you have to do is coat an object in your power and pull that same power into the hole. This will store the object. To retrieve the item, just go into the hole you stored it in and pull the energy you used to store the item. Once you have succed in this step, it is just practice. Come see me if you have any questions."

The man left Natsu near the stack of boxes. Natsu looked around the room and found a section covered in meditation mats, the same used in all the monestaries across Fiore. Natsu gathered himself and sat cross legged on one of the mats. He retreated into himself to find his naturally created magic power. Like normal, it blazed in warmth at his call. However, instead of bringing it into the air to create his flames or into his lungs to create his breath weapon, he let is go and followed the path his energy followed. To all the others in the room, he simply appeared to be in a trance.


Vi looked up at the man standing before her. He was tall, taller still when he was on his raised platform. His shoulders and hips were covered his brilliant gold armor, while the rest of his platemail was a simple black. His weapon rested behind him. It was a long spear with a groved hilt and the wide blade at the end was covered in ancient runes. His normally helmed head was sporting dull black hair and a strong chin. He was Jarvan IV, the leading hunter in the Institute of War.

"You have let Jinx escape you, not once, not twice, but four times! Why in all of Heaven and Earth would I allow you to contiue to serve the Hunter division anymore!" Jarvan yelled, his deep and strong voice shaking the lesser members of her team were they stood.

"Because I am the only damn hunter who knows how to fight a criminal!" Jinx shot back, glaring holes into the man's thick skull.

"Bullshit! You had four chances to trap Jinx, yet three times she gets away. This final time, you had a standard detainment team of five, yet you still you get one of your teammates killed and STILL lose the criminal!" Jarvan responded, rightous fury shining in a simmering inferno behind his eyes.

"You know damn well there was a reason Jinx was the top mage hunter and assassin during her time amoung us! And she has only gotten stronger!"

"She was only one of the best because she picked her battles and always fought when she had the advantage. Unlike am impatient hunter with a punching problem!" Jarvan reprimanded, his hands twitching towards his favoured weapon.

"We had no other choice! Because of somebody she was allowed to learn the Teleport spell! Even though said spell was way beyond her clearance!" Vi accused, her hand bare with the lack of her signiture gloves.

"You know damn well that her knowledge of that spell allowed us to take down several black guilds completely! It was a calculated risk!"

"And it came back and bit us in the ass!" Vi screamed, pulsing magical power to the gloves she no longer wore.

"You are removed from active hunting, pending full retraining!" Jarvan yelled, spining on his heels and leaving the room, spear in tow.

"You can't do this!" Vi yelled, storming after the commander.

"Already did!" Jarvan's taunting came from down the hall.


Night fell as Jinx and her team snuck up on the target. It had been a long process to get the misson approved, but now it was time for the plan to begin. Taric charged forward as Jinx rolled a small red oval over some trip wires. The trap sprung and crushed the small lacrima before it burst into flames and chains. The traps squencially activateds just seconds before Taric thundered past. The gray cave walls shined with magic circles as the traps were used up.

Taric stoped behind a metalic door that led into a simple, spartan home. Jinx activated her Flash Spell to skip through the stone wall to land in an armory of sorts. The walls of the steel bunker were several swords, axes and spears. Most of these items also had magical runes burnt into the handles. Jinx ignored these items as she snuck over to the small grate in the roof, raising her arm through it to reflect some blue light from the ice cold torches on the wall.

Taric saw the signal on the ceiling of the cave. Taking a two beat break, Taric opened the door and snuck through. He travelled through the small kitchen/living area and reached a set of doors. The one on the left was proped open. The inside of the room was a set of cots, none of which were used recently. Taric placed his hand against the cool metal door on the right. He slowly opened the door, which revealed a grand library in the bunker.

On the other side of the library, Jinx opened a secret passage that was hidden behind a fake bookcase. She saw a figure reading a thick tome to her right, but dismissed them to locate the target. Taric and Jinx travelled to the right end of the room to access a secret passage hidden under a rug. Hopefully they hadn't been detected, but they knew they would be found eventually.


Natsu walked down to the lecture hall that had been designated for Light Magic. Yesterday, he had finally found his pocket dimension, but he was still having trouble with the act of storing objects into his pocket dimension without burning them to a crisp. However, unlike at the beginning, he didn't shoot flames everytime he used his magic power.

The door he arrived at was just like any other, smooth stone with a simple name plate that read 'Room 413-Ω'. The door opened with little resistance as Natsu entered the room. The Room had a simple podium with rows of chairs and tables arranged in a simi-circle around it. A young woman with bright blond hair and bulky steel armour around the shoulders, chest and hips stood on the podium. Several other mages were already sitting and chatting as the class grew closer and closer.

Natsu sat in the back while the time wore on. Eventually a rather young mage came over to Natsu and began speaking; "Hey, nice to see others who miss home too."

"W-What are you talking about?" Natsu said, doing a double take in his shock. The mage was a fairly average man, the only striking feature being in his eyes. One eye was a dull green while the other shined a bright blue.

"Don't worry, I'm not judging. Name's Keiji MacGrath, I miss my guild just as much as you do." The man said, his blue eye pusling and squrming as if alive.

"I have no idea what your talking about." Natsu lied, inwardly cringing.

"You dragon slayers are all the same. Brother, you wear you emotions on your shoulder. There is no way you can lie to me." Keiji explained, "So why don't cha introduce yourself?"

"Natsu, Natsu Dragneel." Natsu said, and was going to contiue when the class began. The female instructer cleared her throat and gathered the attention of the gathered mages.

"Hello, I am Lux Crownguard. You are all here because you chose to learn Light Magic. This means that somewhere in your heritage there is a trace of celestial genetics. This allows me to teach you this form of magic. To activate your magical potential, you have to activate this hidden power within your own blood." The woman said.

"Light Magic comes in millions of forms, but for sake of simplicity I will say two main schools. The first are the illusions. This tricks hide the truth by forcing the light to mutate into the desired colour and shape. The second is called hard light. Like the name implies, it turns light into a physical object with it's own qualities and physics. The product is luxin. Luxin is physical light and has different qualities determined by their colour." Lux took a moment to allow the information to be copied down before continuing.

"To first begin using Light Magic you must be able to convert you magical power to match your celestial heritage. I have several small light lacrimas for this purpose." Lux reached down and grabed a yellow lacrima and passed her magical power through it. "All you have to do to activate the light lacrima is pass a little bit of your energy into it and then it should light up." At this point the box of small spheres were being passed around the room and soon all the students had their own light lacrima.

"Once you activate the lacrima, try passing your magical power through the lacrima. When the energy reenters your body, it should feel different. The difference beging that the energy is now going to match your celestial blood. Before we can truely being to cast Light Magic, we need to master the ability to transfer magical power into celestial magical power."


Jinx and Taric entered a round chamber. The walls were made of obsidian stained glass and it had a small blue flame in the centre in a small depresion. The domed ceiling refracted the light near perfectly over the small room. Across the small room there was a woman sitting cross legged. Her skin was pale, almost gray even, and her hair was braided into a neat black bun. Her left eye was deep crystal blue and her right was blazing red. As the duo entered the room, she shot her head up and spoke in a firm yet femine voice.

"I hope you have a good reason to interupt my meditation. Oh Taric and Jinx! To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Well, you see Shyvana, it's time for you to return. Another dragon slayer had joined us." Taric said, his body tensing as he spoke.

"I retired, go get one of the others to teach him." Shyvana replied, before rising and streching out her back.

"Look, he is a fire dragon slayer and you are the only one who has a fire subelement." Taric said, his voice even and slow.

"Look num nuts, do it as a favor for your old team mates!" Jinx shouted.

"Fuck You!" Shyvana shouted right back, falling back into her antangonistic role.

"Gray face! You know that you want to see Igneel! So just shut the fuck up and teach the kid!" Jinx shouted, shoving her face literly milimeters from Shyvana's face.

"Now, now come on ladies. Can't we all talk like reasonable people?" Taric asked, but only after taking several paces back.

"NO!" both ladies shouted at the same time, smashing their fists into his face, causing Taric to slowly fall over and make a large thud.

"Fine I'll come, but you owe be you flat-chested bitch"

The End