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"Speech"
'Thoughts'
"Attacks/Transformations"
[E.N.D speaking] (In Natsu's Head)
*Onomatopoeia*
In a vast grassy plain, filled with vibrancy and life, where animals frolicked in the sun and birds soared through the sky, there was a young boy who wandered.
Despite the boy looking no older than ten years old there was a look of strength in his eyes. The boy's pink hair swayed from the gentle breeze, his spiky locks looking as if they were dancing.
The youth was shirtless revealing a build that no normal the year old would possess. His whole body was lean with muscles that gave off the feeling of a tiger preparing to pounce, ready to unleash their power at any given moment.
Strangely the youth had a multitude of jet black scales going up his arms and all the way up his jawline.
Around his neck were three braided dark green vines. These vines had odd accessories hanging off of them. These accessories seemed smooth and yet rough at the same time. There was a total of fifteen of these accessories and most of them were different colors.
However some of them were the same color and were placed together on their own vines with one exception. On one vine a single silver accessory could be seen. It hang in the center of the second necklace and on each side of it were dark maroon colored accessories.
In total there were six maroon colored accessories and one silver one. On the second necklace the layout was the same. However there were only brown colored accessories and there were less of them, around five.
The last vine was without a doubt the most eye catching. The scales on this vine were all different colors. But the difference was that these scales were inexplicably shiny. The scales would even reflect the harsh sunlight causing a bright shine to form.
The colors of these scales were, respectively, gold, azure, violet and jade.
This boy was Natsu, and the accessories hanging on the vines were all dragon scales.
Natsu slowly turned his head up to the sky, gazing at the clear skies above. "Hey, E.N.D, how long have I been here now?" He asked.
[A little over a year maybe. It's been around six months since you unlocked the dragonforce.] E.N.D replied.
[But don't take my word for it, it's kinda hard to keep track of time in here.]
"Yeah, I guess that's true." Natsu chuckled to himself before his stomach let out a low grumble.
Natsu patted his stomach in response. 'I guess it's time to eat.' With that he started to sniff the air, trying to catch scent of any type of life form.
Suddenly, Natsu's eyes sharpened as he came across a scent he was all too familiar with.
He turned around and gazed off into the distance.
Far away five small specks were rapidly approaching his position.
From where he was Natsu could easily tell that each speck had their own respective color.
From his left to his right they were black, grey, red, pale blue and white.
Seeing these specks Natsu chuckled to himself.
'This should be interesting.' He could feel the raw magic energy pulsing off his new enemies and a small smirk appeared on his face.
[Looks like the elders have finally come out to play] E.N.D spoke, he even sounded a bit excited.
'Feel like having a little fun do we?' Nasty thought, sinking into his sub conscience, catching a cold smile form onto the demon's face.
"More like I have a little score to settle with big red." He replied. Natsu looked confused at that. E.N.D just shook his head.
"Get ready, they're closing in." His tone took a more serious which caused Natsu to bring his focus back into the real world.
Far up above Natsu five massive dragons were seen, four pairs of eyes glared at him full of killing intent. Yet the largest dragon, big red, as E.N.D referred to him as simply looked curious.
"Hey now is that any way to look at a kid?" Natsu chuckled, sarcasm practically dripping from his voice, using magic to amplify it.
"Hmph." The white dragon let out a sound of dissatisfaction. "You may be small but the amount of blood you've spilt could form rivers and lakes, your actions are of a monsters calibre not a child's."
Natsu flashed a toothy grin at the bearded dragon. "Aw thanks! It's nice knowing someone's paying attention to me."
"FOOLISH BOY! DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE?" The black dragon roared his voice shaking the entire area and causing the wildlife to flee in terror.
Natsu casually scratched his ear with his ring finger looking slightly bothered by the noise. "Not a joke, more like a game?" he answered pulling his finger out and blowing the wax off it.
"You're dead!" The white dragon roared and dove down intending to crush the monstrosity in front of him.
"Just because you say so?" Natsu's eyes turned cold he turned his body to face the threat descending upon him.
*BOOOOM* Natsu released his magic energy, black coloured magic with hints of dark blue dancing inside began to pulse off of him causing a sound resembling an explosion to rocket through the air.
The ground sunk and cracked at his feet, his power so massive that not even Mother Nature could escape unscathed.
"You think you can stop me with just that?!" The white dragon mocked seemingly unfazed by Natsu's power.
"You're just an old fool" Natsu replied, he closed his Eyes and inhaled, dark blue patterns began to snake up Natsu's arm all the way to his shoulder.
Behind Natsu a silhouette was slowly forming from the black and dark blue magic he was releasing. The silhouette seemed to solidly the closer the patterns on Natsu's arm got to his shoulder.
When the patterns reached their destination they shone with a cold deathly light. At the same time the silhouette being Natsu fully solidified forming an exact replica of Acnologia except with blue patterns instead of aqua.
Igneel's eyes, or big Red's as Natsu and E.N.D referred to him as, widened when he saw the dragon formed.
'As I thought the boy has yet to set his feet onto the path of the apocalypse but still walks the path of chaos.' His eyes closed as if he was in deep thought, when his eyes reopened a determined light twinkled within his eyes.
'If he hasn't chosen the path of apocalypse that means he can still change…...then there is still hope, perhaps I have finally found one.' Igneel didn't smile yet excitement could be felt radiating from his body.
'Boy I sincerely hope you make it through this ordeal. Apex may need you in it's future. ' He thought, casting his focus down to the young boy.
During Igneel's thoughts, the white dragon, Weisslogia was about to begin his conflict with the prodigious dragonslayer.
Natsu begin to shift his center of gravity downwards, his knees bending as he took on a wider stance.
Natsu's hips twisted, tucking his elbow into his hip as magic began to gather towards his forearm.
Silence seemed to envelope the surroundings, the sky shakes and earth trembled seemingly terrified at the thought of the upcoming devastation.
Natsu's signature blackish blue magic circle popped into existence accompanied by a dragon's roar, looking more lifelike than ever before.
"Foolish little boy, struggling will get you nowhere! Now be obedient and die!" Weisslogia roared, full of mockery towards Natsu's decision to actually face him in direct combat.
Didn't the young boy know that a dragons strength was only matched by few and outmatched by none? Those who thought a god could squash a dragon were truly ignorant indeed.
The gods may have created the world's but it was dragons who would rule them. After all the gods were arrogant creatures thinking all lifeforms were below them and even refusing to accept other gods as equals. This lead to the current situation where god's numbered few in numbers.
But the dragons didn't have this problem their desire to procreate was only matched by their desire for battle. Not to mention a fully grown dragon was more than a match for a god,not that the gods would ever admit that.
Weisslogia knew this. In fact he had battled with a few god's himself, though that was in his prime. Weakened by old age he was uncertain would the results would be if he ever came into conflict with another of the deities.
He wasn't alone in this too all five dragons with him had battled with god's and had bested them. Their leader, Igneel and the treacherous traitor Acnologia had even slain god's back in the age of dragons. That was the only way to become an elder to find and best a god in combat. Easier said than done.
Although there were only five elders truthfully the dragons had far more powerhouses at their disposal. It just so happened that the gods were too hard to find and one would have to wish on one thousand shooting stars every day of their life in order to catch the slightest glimpse of them let alone get them to fight.
As such those who had cleared the requirements were only the five who were now here. Metalicana, Weisslogia, Skiadrum, Grandeeney and their king Igneel.
And yet here Weisslogia was, a proud, powerful dragon having to deal with a little human child.
How could he not feel embarrassed? To him the boy was nothing much. Talented indeed, for a human to reach such a level at such an age was unheard of even in his thousands of years of life.
Of course he attributed much of this to him. Their magic was too similar of course he had to have something to do with it. After all if the wings of apocalypse were to take on an apprentice how terrifying would they be?
It seemed like no one could have ever imagined he'd get this strong. He could tell that he wasn't even of age yet, unfit to yet claim a mate, but his abilities still warranted the attention of the elders.
How could he not feel embarrassed by this situation? He, who could challenge gods, was now reduced to fighting a mere human child. How shameful was that? His pride had never been so damaged.
Because of this he decided, he would end this as quickly as possible. To him there was no need for the others to get involved in this fight. He alone was enough.
'I'll end this quickly, I cannot allow him to live, if he escapes the entire population would panic knowing someone who strength only falls below that of an elder is running wild on a murderous rampage.' Weisslogia thought to him.
By the end of his thoughts he had reared his fist back in a somewhat casual manner. "I'll vanquish you myself little demon!" He shouted a white glow surrounding his fist as he threw it forward towards Natsu.
Said dragonslayer merely smirked. "A demon?" he chuckled, the patterns on his forms arms shone for a brief moment his entire forearm becoming coated in a thick layer of chaos magical energy.
"The last time I checked I was human. But after today I'll be something more. Something much stronger, grander and free." Natsu moved his arm upward throwing his own punctoward Weisslogia.
"Today I, Natsu Dragneel, will slay you and become a dragon!" Both punches slammed into each other with an unthinkable amount of force.
Everything went silent but then at the point of impact two large magic circles appeared in the air.
*Whoosh* the wind seemed to rush inwards towards the two and then a resonating *BOOOMM* shook the surroundings.
*Crack crack pop* Natsu grunted, three of his fingers suffering bone injuries. From what he could tell two had broken and one had been popped out of its joint.
"How could you even think you could slay us with strength like that?" Weisslogia mocked. He began to push his arm down harder onto Natsu causing the boy to slowly start sinking into the ground.
"Please, I'm just getting warmed up over here, you need to pay more attention old fool." Natsu retorted, causing Weisslogia to glare before his eyes widened in realization.
The magic on Natsu's arm began to glow brighter and brighter. "You didn't-" Weisslogia started to speak. "You dragons are so slow!" Natsu shouted cutting him off.
"Chaos Dragon's Impact Gauntlet!" Natsu unleashed his spell enveloping Weisslogia in a massive black and blue beam.
The beam seemed to be able to reach for the skies as it carried itself off to who knows where.
"AHHHHHHHH!" Weisslogia roared though it sounded almost miniscule to Natsu indicating that there was quite the distance put between them.
The beam caused by the gauntlet began to die down however Natsu remained vigilant.
He continued to stare upwards knowing that wouldn't be enough to put the white dragon out of commission.
He stood there, not making a move. The wind danced around, throwing his salmon colored locks around in a playful manner.
Suddenly his ears twitched as they picked up the sound of air being sliced.
He quickly jumped away three times in quick succession keeping his eyes on his original position.
He soon saw a large amount of ten metre tall metal blades stabbed into the ground at where he stood.
Natsu shifted his gaze to the most obvious source. "Hey, you ever heard of a fair fight before? You winged scrap heap."
Metalicana formed a tick mark on his head. "Are you referring to me?" He growled out irritation evident in his voice.
"Well, yeah. Unless it was one of you other ancient folk who decided to throw their junk at me." Natsu replied, lips forming a clear smirk of mockery upon them.
"Junk?! JUNK?! My metal is the finest in all the lands of all the world's, not even a god's sword would be made of finer material!" Metalicana roared at Natsu who just erupted into laughter.
"Only a fool would be so proud of his own skin!" Natsu mocked.
Metalicana clenched his fist at that. He was about to retort before Skiadrum nudged him.
"Leave it, don't be so agitated he won't make it out alive anyways so why waste time getting angry?" He asked rhetorically. Metalicana hesitated and then nodded.
Skiadrum looked towards Grandeeney and Igneel. "Will you also be joining?" He questioned patiently waiting for their answer.
"Though it seems cruel towards the child he must be stopped before who creates more trouble within our territory, I will join you." As Grandeeney said that she lowered herself to join the other two.
She then turned towards Igneel. "Will you also be joking your highness?" Her tone was soft as she spoke indicating her respect towards him.
"Hmmm." Igneel hummed. "Forgive me for being selfish but my pride would not allow me to gang up on a child, forgive me." He stated showing that he had no desire to fight, at least for now.
"Not at all sire, then we shall be off." Skiadrum replied before the three of them flew down to face off against Natsu.
Unbeknownst to them a small smirk had formed on Igneel's lips. 'Four aged old elders versus the possibly the most prodigious dragonslayer to ever exist.' Igneel smiled
"Now this should be interesting."
A/N Hello, hello, hello it's been a very very long time I'm sure there would've been dust to blow off this story if it were handwritten lol. Anyways what did you guys think better worse? Leave your thoughts in the reviews please I really enjoy reading them.
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Anyways next chapter will hopefully be up the 25th so stay tuned for more Dragon's Strength!
Also sorry if you guys didn't enjoy the dragons versus god's backstory but I don't know I thought it was interesting and I hope to incorporate it into the story later on!
Well this has been Eiro, see you next update!