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A bright spark ignited in the vastness of a galaxy-like area before a blinding white light exploded across the sky. From this bright glow, the Salamander of the Fairy Tail guild, Natsu Dragneel's body began to materialise, his form piecing itself together as he spiralled uncontrollably through the air. He attempted to release flames from his feet to regain his balance, but a sudden collision with a towering white tree sent him spiralling downward, hurtling toward the ground.
The pink-haired Dragon Slayer flailed his arms wildly as he plummeted, finally crashing to the ground with a resounding thud. A cloud of blueish dust enveloped him, filling his nostrils with an unfamiliar scent as he lay there, completely disoriented.
"Dammit…" He muttered, his face painted with blue mud as he pushed himself up from the ground, wiping the mud from his face with his single sleeve.
As Natsu stood, rubbing the back of his neck, he looked around at his surroundings. The environment was odd yet surprisingly comforting. The grass shimmered with a spiritual luminescence, dancing like water beneath his feet, which was remarkably solid as he moved. He glanced around, his white scarf fluttering in the gentle breeze, taking in the surreal, vast landscape. Strange trees swayed with an unseen rhythm, their branches sparkling like starlight in the soft glow of the sky.
"What is this place?" Natsu asked himself, bewilderment flooding his thoughts. He blinked before his memories flashed with that mocking smile from the deviant he fought earlier. "That guy... who was he? And where did he take me?"
Natsu continued to walk along the strange plane, unaware of where he was heading and simply just taking in the environment around him before slipping back into his thoughts, then he snapped, "Lucy! Everybody! Dammit! I need to get back to the guild to make sure they're okay!"
Just as he was about to take another step forward, a sudden bright light appeared above him, crackling with energy and vibrating through the air.
"WAAH! Catch me, please!" A pink-haired female cried out, her voice filled with both panic and excitement as she rocketed down toward him.
She had a checkered scarf wrapped on her head, a fiery-red bikini top with fiery-red swim shorts, and fluffy pink hair.
Without thinking, Natsu instinctively took a big step to the side, dodging her fall. The young woman crashed headfirst into the ground, sending a shower of dirt and debris flying into the air. Dust clouds billowed around him, grazing against Natsu's skin and momentarily obscuring his view.
Natsu blinked, his eyes wide with disbelief as he watched the pinkette struggle. She kicked her feet back and forth, her body wedged firmly in the fluid yet solid ground like a vegetable. Anger and frustration bubbled up from her as muffled murmurs escaped her lips. "Ugh! Why does this always happen? Hello? Is anyone there?"
Unable to contain himself, Natsu let out a chuckle, which quickly escalated into full-blown laughter. Tears streamed from his eyes as he pointed at her.
"So there is someone here! HEY! JERK! Quit laughing and help me out!" She shouted, kicking her feet in the air in a comical display.
"Alright, alright," Natsu replied, grinning from ear to ear as he composed himself. He approached her, bent down, and firmly grasped her hips, effortlessly yanking her out of the ground.
As Natsu lifted her, he glanced down to see her features matching his own. Natsumi looked up at him with a cheerful smile and said, "Thanks for the save!"
[EARTHLAND 0045: MIRROR UNIVERSE, NATSUMI DRAGNEEL]
"No problem! I'm Natsu Dragneel!" He replied, flashing his signature toothy grin.
Natsumi's eyes sparkled as golden stars seemed to dance within them, growing wider with excitement. She wriggled out of his grasp and stood upright. "We have similar names! I'm Natsumi Dragneel, meaning…"
The two pointed at each other and exclaimed in unison, "We are twins!"
A soft breeze passed for a minute before Natsumi's eyes snapped open and she clenched her hand into a fist quickly throwing an uppercut at the Dragon Slayer who quickly dodged back, getting his footing together and glancing up at Natsumi who unwrapped her scarf from her head and wrapped it around her neck.
"But I know that look from anywhere. You're with the jerk who attacked us!" Her eyes narrowed, and the playful gleam disappeared, replaced with a fiery determination. Natsumi's fists ignited as she took a step forward, getting herself into a fighting stance. "I don't know why you attacked Leo and my guild, but I'm going to make sure you pay. NO ONE hurts my friends,"
Natsu blinked in confusion as Natsumi launched her fiery fists at him, her movements swift and aggressive. He back-pedalled, dodging her strikes with surprising ease.
"Whoa, whoa! What's your problem?!" He yelled, narrowly avoiding a blazing punch. The heat from her flames singed the edges of his scarf. His brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of the sudden attack. "Leo? Your guild? What the hell are you talking about?! I didn't attack anybody!"
Natsumi's eyes burned with determination, clearly not buying his words, as she pressed the assault, her punches fiery and relentless.
As Natsumi kept throwing her blazing punches, Natsu began to dodge them with slight ease as his thoughts kicked into gear. Her flames grazed his scarf and managed to leave a mark. "Dragon Slayer Magic. Man, this is weird! It's like I'm fighting myself—but why the hell is she so mad at me?!"
Natsu jumped back again, this time putting some distance between them. "Hey! I don't know what you think I did, but I've got my own problems to deal with! I don't have time to be fighting people who look like me!" His fists clenched, and his eyes locked onto hers, the usual fire of his fighting spirit flaring up. "But if you keep attacking, I'm not gonna just stand here and take it!"
Though Natsu was confused and trying to reason with her, his instincts as a Dragon Slayer kicked in, prepping himself for a fight if it came to that. He wasn't the type to back down from a challenge, even if it meant brawling with someone who seemed like a female version of him.
The two locked eyes for a moment, seconds whistling by before sprinting at one another, at the same time they threw one of their hands back, igniting it with their glowing flames.
"FIRE DRAGON'S..." Natsu and Natsumi yelled in unison.
"IRON FIST!" Natsu and Natsumi threw their fists forward, colliding perfectly with each other as a bellowing growl vibrated from their fists and destroyed the area around them.
The blueish ground tore into many pieces as dirt flew into the air, enveloping them as they glared into one another's eyes, their scarves blowing in the air. The two had thoughts, many, many thoughts, and so many questions, but that deviant already got the upper hand on both of them once, so they weren't going to let their guard down this time.
Once the dirt settled, Natsumi threw a right kick at the male Dragon Slayer's left leg, making Natsu stumble as she went for a left hook to his jaw but Natsu blocked this with his right arm, swiping away her attack as he ignited his left fist and threw an overhead hook down at her but the female Dragon Slayer prepared for this, ducking down with her fists ignited in an immense red glow, she brought her fists close to her chest as she planted her feet down into the solid ground that cracked beneath her.
"FIRE DRAGON'S: WING ATTACK!" Natsumi threw her arms apart, flames dancing around them as she blew the male Dragon Slayer into the air from the sudden blast.
"Tch! I saw it and still went for it," Natsu rolled backwards in the air, taking this chance to prepare for another blast. His body tensed as flames flickered at the corners of his mouth.
He felt the familiar burning heat building in his chest, his body still rolling back and forth through the air till he landed on the firm ground, sliding backwards on his slippers.
"FIRE DRAGON'S ROAR!" A gigantic blast of fire coiled out from Natsu's mouth, destroying the ground that dared to stand before the mighty roar as it soared towards Natsumi who ignited her fist, raising it to the air before slamming it back down to the ground in front of her.
Natsumi spread her arms open, igniting her hands then clapping them together. "FIRE DRAGON'S: GREAT WALL!" A massive wall of fire formed before Natsumi as the dragon's roar blast collided with it, sending a deafening cry from the flames that managed to cinder the trees around them for some time before dispersing as it soon gave up on trying to destroy the wall before it.
The wall of flames also dispersed after Natsu's dragon roar retreated. She smiled from ear to ear as she stared at Natsu who stood determinedly still, his eyes not leaving her for a second as the remainder of the flames danced around him.
"He's/She's good." They both thought in unison before Natsumi sighed and extinguished her bright red flames.
"Welp, you don't smell like that imposter, so I'll bite," Natsumi folded her arms behind her head and began to approach Natsu who lightly dropped his guard.
He was aware that she didn't have the scent of the deviant that attacked him earlier, their magic power was off by a huge margin, and besides...
She's a girl.
"Imposter? You talking about the jerk who looks like me?"
"No, he looked like me," Natsumi pointed at her chest and the two remained silent before Natsu spoke up.
"YOU look like me!" Natsu exclaimed and karate-chopped the top of her head.
Natsumi yelped, rubbing her head as a small bump began to form comically. She pouted, her expression exaggerated, while Natsu continued.
"He was wearing some sort of white gown, right?" Natsu asked, recalling the details.
"Yeah!" Natsumi snapped her fingers. "With a red sash around his waist too!"
"Yep, that's him!" Natsu raised and clenched his fist in determination. "He attacked me and my friends, and he was behind all those white lights—"
"White lights? I saw that too when he attacked me and the guild!" Natsumi chimed in.
"So, it looks like we're both stuck in the same awkward situation," Natsu muttered, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. His main priority was figuring out how to get back home, but the 'how' was still a big question mark. He glanced over at Natsumi, who was watching him expectantly, almost like a puppy waiting for its next command.
"We should…" Natsu trailed off, realising he didn't really know what to say next.
He was used to following whatever Gray or Lucy suggested or just charging ahead recklessly on his own until he found the next guy he wanted to punch. But now things were different—he was the one who had to make the decisions.
The one in charge.
"Okay… um…" Natsu spun on his heel, his brow furrowed in exaggerated concentration as if deep in thought, though his expression was more comedic than serious. He clenched his fists in determination, taking on a dramatic pose that showed he was ready to lead. "Alright! We are in a strange world and we need to get back home, but what does every strong mage need to start a dreadful journey back home?"
"Fooooood!" Natsumi cooed happily.
"Exactly! Now, full speed ahead! Let's get outta this place! First stop: food!" Natsu pointed ahead of them, not pointing at anything in particular as the vast landscape stretched on for miles.
"Aye, Sir!" Natsumi replied, her eyes lighting up with the same enthusiastic energy as Natsu's. She jumped up excitedly, ready to follow his lead without questioning anything else.
She heard food and that's enough to convince her.
Without wasting another moment, the two of them took off running, their feet pounding against the ground as they tore down the unknown path side by side. A dust cloud kicked up behind them, but neither of them seemed to care — they were both grinning wildly, huge toothy smiles plastered across their faces.
For the first time since their encounter, it wasn't about fighting or figuring out who was the stronger one. It was about working together, and maybe, just maybe, finding some adventure along the way. Because, after all, nothing brought Natsu (or Natsumi) more joy than diving headfirst into the unknown with a partner by their side.
They didn't know where they were heading, but that didn't matter.
As long as there was food at the end of the journey, they'd be just fine.
As the two sprinted ahead, leaving a trail of dust in their wake, Natsumi's sharp eyes caught something unusual to the right of them.
"Natsu, look!" She called out, her voice cutting through the air. Both of them skidded to an absolute halt, the dust cloud billowing past them as they turned toward the strange sight.
There, standing amidst the otherwise ordinary landscape, was a building unlike anything they'd ever seen. It was shaped unmistakably like Natsu's face, frozen in a goofy, mid-smile expression that looked ridiculous yet oddly charming. The oversized structure sported flaring pink hair, two slits for eyes, and an exaggerated grin that stretched wide across its entire facade, making it seem like some absurd tribute to Natsu himself.
The structure shook comfortably as if something was bubbling inside of it.
Natsumi, eyes gleaming with curiosity, slowly reached out her hand to touch the odd structure. But before she could make contact, Natsu quickly swatted her hand away.
"Ah, ah! Hold up. We don't know what this thing is. Normally, Lucy would tell us to be careful," Natsu said, folding his arms across his chest, trying to take on the role of the responsible leader—though the absurdity of the situation made it difficult for him to keep a straight face.
"Right! Luke would say the same thing," Natsumi replied, grinning cheerfully as if her curiosity hadn't just been halted.
They stood there in awkward silence for a moment, staring at the bizarre building. Then, right on cue, their stomachs let out loud, growling protests. The two exchanged glances, their determination to be cautious quickly overshadowed by hunger.
"Well, we are hungry…" Natsu muttered.
With that, they both cautiously placed their hands against the smooth, white surface of the Natsu-faced building. The moment they touched it, a blinding golden light enveloped them, and the world around them began to shift.
In the blink of an eye, they found themselves in a massive, pulsating hall, brimming with life. The energy of the place was electrifying, like a grand celebration in full swing. But what shocked them the most wasn't the vibrant nightclub atmosphere or the pulsating music—it was the fact that the entire hall was filled with versions of Natsu.
Dozens—no, hundreds of Natsus, each one different, yet unmistakably him.
Natsu and Natsumi stood there, mouths agape as they took in the scene. Above them, a Natsu with large, fiery wings soared effortlessly through the air, weaving around pillars like they were part of an aerial obstacle course. At the far end of the room, another Natsu, sporting oversized headphones around his neck, was stationed at a DJ booth.
With a cool, laid-back grin, he expertly flipped through records, sending the whole room pulsing to the beat.
"Alright, you party animals! Who's fired up?!" DJ Natsu hollered, his voice bursting with excitement as he leaned into the mic.
[EARTHLAND 0010: DISCO TAIL, DJ NATSU]
The room erupted in unison, every Natsu shouting back, "WE ARE!"
"Next up: Strike Back! Let's get this place rocking!" DJ Natsu grinned wildly as he pulled out a record, labelled with the title "BACK-ON" in bold letters. With a practised flick of his wrist, he threw it down on the turntable, cranking the volume up and dialling the bass to MAX, drowning the room in a pounding rhythm.
The opening notes hit, and the song exploded into the room like a firestorm. Some Natsus immediately responded by shooting flames into the air, perfectly synchronised with the first powerful lyric: "Strike Back!" The driving drums thundered through the hall, sending shockwaves of energy through the crowd as the music whipped everyone into a frenzy.
Not far from the DJ booth, a bartender Natsu in a neat, tailored uniform was busy pouring drinks for a group of older Natsus, each one dressed in unique outfits that reflected their unique lives.
"And I told my Lucy: 'You've been getting heavier, sweetie,' and this was right after she had our son, Manatsu," Chuckled one of the older Natsus. He had a bit of stubble, tired lines around his eyes, and a large bruise decorating his right cheek. He was wearing a knackered mechanic jumpsuit with a dirty red towel hanging out of his pouch pocket.
[EARTHLAND 8997: MECHANIC NATSU DRAGNEEL]
The Natsus around him burst into laughter as he pointed to the bruise. "And that's why I'm rocking this right now."
"You need to dial it back next time. My Lucy's the same way—calls it quits if I even hint at her gaining weight," Bartender Natsu shook his head with a sigh, pouring another round. "Last time, she hit me with one of her 'Lucy Kicks.' I was out cold."
[EARTHLAND 1278: FAIRY CASINO, NATSU DRAGNEEL]
"You guys let your Lucys bully you? Pathetic." A well-groomed Natsu, much older but impeccably dressed in a white robe with gold initials embroidered on the back, crossed his legs as he sipped from a wine glass. "When my Lucy gets mad, I buy her a purse and then give her the best night of her life."
[EARTHLAND 8889: FLAMING WEALTH, SIR NATSU DRAGNEEL]
"Yeah, right—the best 10 seconds of her life," The stubbled Natsu snorted, glancing at the older one. "Aren't you like 50, old man?"
The older Natsu set his wine glass down with a slow, deliberate motion. "Come again? I don't think I heard you properly."
"Easy now, boys," Bartender Natsu interrupted, slamming his palms onto the counter. "If you're gonna throw hands, take it to the banquet table. Not here."
And then, in the center of the hall, was a gigantic banquet table, with piles of mouth-watering food. Natsus of all shapes and sizes crowded around it, stuffing their faces with reckless abandon, seemingly without a care in the world.
Natsu's breath caught in his throat. It was like running into Natsu Dragion all over again—only this time, there were hundreds of them. "It's like a whole family of—"
"FOOD!" Natsumi interrupted excitedly, leaping onto Natsu's back and knocking him off balance. She sprang off him like a springboard, catapulting herself into the crowd of Natsus before he could even finish his sentence.
Natsu staggered slightly, straightening up and watching her in disbelief as she raced towards the banquet table.
Natsu grinned and went ahead, barging through the many Natsus to reach the table too.
If he knew himself well, he couldn't risk waiting for Natsumi to save him a plate. Natsu galloped towards the table, bumping past the dancing and chatting crowd as he squeezed between Natsumi and another Natsu, knocking the man's food over.
"Watch it," The snarky-voiced Natsu snarled and smacked Natsu on the neck, "There's food for everyone,"
[EARTHLAND 2077: CYBERPUNK TAIL, N. DRAGNEEL]
This Natsu stood out from the others, wearing dark shades that hid his eyes, with tech implants lining along the sides of his face. His jet-black leather jacket gleamed under the chandelier above them, paired with matching leather pants and boots, giving him a sharp, almost futuristic edge.
Natsu froze for a split second, his brow twitching as he slowly turned to glare at the offending Natsu. His hands balled into fists. "You wanna say that again, buddy?" He growled, a fiery determination flaring up in his eyes.
The other Natsu raised an eyebrow, smirking as he leaned in slightly. "Yeah, I do. Watch. It."
The air between them crackled with tension, both versions of Natsu refusing to back down. But just as the flames around Natsu's fists intensified, a third Natsu with a massive plate of food casually shoved his way between them, knocking them apart.
"Hey, quit fighting and eat already!" He barked, not even bothering to look back as he marched toward the table, his plate stacked high.
Natsu blinked, the sudden interruption throwing him off balance. The fire around his fists extinguished as quickly as it had appeared, and his scowl softened into a sheepish grin.
"Right. Food first," He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.
The other Natsu shrugged, his smirk fading. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't knock my food over again." He muttered before turning his attention back to the banquet.
Natsu grabbed a large piece of meat on a bone, the savoury aroma hitting his nostrils as he stuffed the tantalising food into his mouth. His cheeks puffed out comically as a bright blush spread across his face, a wave of pure joy washing over him. The rich, smokey flavour burst across his taste buds, and for a moment, it felt like all the chaos and confusion melted away in the presence of this delicious food.
A familiar voice cut through the buzz of the crowd. "Natsu-san?"
Natsu's ears perked up, and he spun around, eyes widening when he saw none other than Natsu Dragion, the Edolas version of himself, weaving through the crowd with a small plate of food in hand. But something was off—Dragion's clothes were tattered, and there were noticeable scratch marks across his face and arms.
"HEY! You're here too?" Natsu's jaw dropped as he waved Dragion over, disbelief clear in his voice.
Natsu Dragion waved back but looked far more worn out than Natsu had ever seen him. "Yeah… It's been a while,"
[EARTHLAND 0002: EDOLAS, NATSU DRAGION]
As Dragion reached him, Natsu's eyes couldn't help but trace the cuts and tears in his clothing, his brow furrowing in concern. "What happened to you? Did you get into a fight or something?"
Dragion glanced down at himself, his smile faltering as he sighed. "Yeah… you could say that. This guy... whoever he was... h-he attacked the guild out of nowhere. It took us all by surprise."
Natsu's eyes widened, shock settling in. "Wait, he attacked you too? Was it a guy with a white robe, a red sash, and crazy light magic?"
Dragion nodded, rubbing at one of the scratches on his cheek. "Yeah, that was him! He came out of nowhere with dark flames and this light pillar thing..."
Dragion paused, his fists clenching as he recalled the fight. "W-we didn't stand a chance. Erza... she was the only one who managed to keep up with him for a few minutes, but even she got knocked out cold... all it took was a touch and he took most of us down, one by one."
"Even Erza..." Natsu clenched his fists. "The same thing happened to me too! That guy attacked my friends and I… and then he just snatched me into that light pillar of his. And now I don't know where we are now,"
"I'm sorry to hear that, Natsu-san," Dragion nodded, glancing around at all the Natsus. "All I know is this is some kind of party for every Natsu-sans."
"A party? For Natsus?" Natsu echoed, his confusion deepening. "But why? Why would someone invite all these versions of me to one place? Does this have something to do with that guy?"
"I don't think so," Dragion replied. "From what I've heard, this isn't his doing. I don't feel that same threat here that I felt when he attacked. Whoever organised this… they just wanted all the Natsu-sans in one place for some kind of celebration."
Natsu raised a brow with suspicion written all over his face. "A celebration? You're telling me someone thought it'd be fun to throw a party for a bunch of versions of me?"
Dragion shrugged. "I don't get it either. But it's what I've heard from some of the others. They said this was supposed to be a big gathering."
Natsu stared at Dragion, still trying to process it all. "I don't like this. That guy shows up, tears through both of our worlds and now we're all here for a party? Feels like we're being set up for something."
Dragion's expression remained saddened as ever as he nodded in worry. "I agree too, Natsu-san. I don't know how long this party's gonna last, but if that guy shows up again, I don't know if I can…"
Natsu slammed his hands on both of Natsu Dragion's shoulders, firmly holding them. "Don't worry! Whoever that jerk was, we'll kick his butt together! Got it?"
"Yeah..." Dragion gave a tired smile, though there was little comfort in it. "I believe in you, Natsu-san,"
Natsu grinned back, the fire of determination lighting in his eyes. As the two Natsus stood amidst the party's chaos, a swift hand shot across the table, snatching a drumstick right off Natsu's plate.
"Hey!" Natsu spun around and glared at Natsumi, who had already sunk her teeth into the drumstick. She grinned mischievously, her cheeks puffed out as she spoke with her mouth full.
"Mmm! You snooze, you lose!" She teased, waving the drumstick in front of his face.
"Um... a friend of yours?" Dragion raised a brow, trying to remain polite and not confront the female Dragon Slayer.
"Yeah... Her name is Natsumi," Natsu furrowed his brows, his eyes narrowing, a grin spreading across his face. He wasn't one to back down from a challenge. Without a second thought, he swiped a slice of grilled meat off her plate, chomping down on it triumphantly. "Two can play at that game!"
Natsumi gasped dramatically, clutching her plate in a protective manner. "Jerk! You can't steal from a lady's plate like that!"
She leaned forward, snatching another piece of meat from his plate, stuffing it into her mouth before he could blink.
Natsu growled playfully, grabbing a handful of vegetables from her plate and chewing with a smirk. "Guess it's fair game now!"
Dragion tried to calm the two down, setting down his plate and slowly approaching them, "You two shouldn't do this... there's enough food for everyone-"
However, Natsu and Natsumi continued to swipe from one another's plate at lightning speed. Natsumi's frustration peaked, and with a comical growl, she threw a punch aimed at Natsu's face.
"Gah!" His head spun to the side, but he recovered and slammed his forehead into hers in retaliation.
"Eee!" Dragion jumped back away from the two after Natsumi threw the punch, he slowly backed away, as if knowing what would transpire next.
"You're such a thief!" Natsumi huffed, pushing her forehead against his. "If you wanna go, let's go!"
"You started it, loser!" Natsu growled back, pushing against her forehead in kind.
"Calm down... Natsu-san... Natsumi-san..." Dragion tried to stand between the two but could feel the heat rising from them and decided to back up.
In an instant, the two were locked in a comical brawl, throwing playful punches and rolling across the table, food flying everywhere, plates and utensils clattering as they tumbled towards a crowd of other Natsus.
"Hey! I said don't knock over my foo—AH!" One of the Natsus snarled but was caught by an erratic punch from Natsumi, sending him flying into a tower of food.
He sat up, dazed, wiping his face of the food, only to find himself face-to-face with a pink bear version of Natsu, wearing a white scarf, a sleeveless jacket, and no pants. The bear glared down at him.
[EARTHLAND 0157: BEAST TAILS, NATSU FUZZNEEL]
"Oh boy…" The snarky Natsu muttered.
"Fire Beast's: ANGRY SLAM!" The bear-Natsu roared and slammed his fists onto the table, tumbling the food and sending plates crashing, much to the dismay of the surrounding Natsus.
"What was that for?!" A blue-haired Natsu roared, his face turning red with anger.
[EARTHLAND 0003: FAIRY TAIL, NATSU ORCANEEL]
"You destroyed the food! THE FOOD!" Added another Natsu, this one wearing a pirate hat with a giant cannon strapped to his back and an 'X' scar across his chest.
[EARTHLAND 0007: THE THOUSAND FAIRY PIRATES, SAILOR N. DRAGNEEL]
Then, a deep rumble shook the ground as a large, round Natsu with chubby cheeks glared down at the spilt dessert in horror. His eyes welled up with tears. "Who… destroyed… my… CHOCOLATE FUDGE CAKE!?"
[EARTHLAND 0017: NATSU CHUBNEEL]
"FIRE DRAGON'S: SWORDHORN!" The massive Natsu's head ignited, and with a bellow, he rolled forward like a wrecking ball, slamming his head into the table, sending plates, food, and various Natsus flying into the air.
The blue-haired Natsu, high in the air, punched his fists together. "WATER DRAGON'S: ROAAARRRR!"
A massive blast of spiralling water shot out, crashing into the large Natsu, who stumbled backwards with a crash, groaning loudly as he couldn't take the weight of the blast.
A wave of destruction followed suit after that, and the typical all-out brawl among the Natsus began, the once peaceful banquet erupting into chaotic, hilarious mayhem.
While Natsu and Natsumi remained locked in their brawl, the dust cloud getting bigger, more Natsus were pulled into this cloud and began mixing in with Natsu and Natsumi's battle, who were not perturbed in the slightest as they were unaware that their fight had just dragged half of the hall into it. Fireballs erupted from the cloud and shot out in different directions, destroying the pillars that held the building and landing in the DJ's booth.
"My set! You jerks!" DJ Natsu shouted, ducking as another fireball sailed past, knocking his turntables off the stand, in a hurried manner, he kneeled before them and began to eat the flames to extinguish them. "No, no, noooo!"
In the middle of the crowd, a Natsu dressed in samurai armour whipped out a katana. "If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get! Slash of the Fire DRAGON!" He yelled, slicing the air with a blazing sword, narrowly missing Pirate Natsu, who rolled out of the way, his cannon already primed.
[EARTHLAND 1258: LAND OF THE FAIRIES, SAMURAI NATSU]
"Oi! Watch it!" Pirate Natsu barked, aiming his cannon at the armoured Natsu, only for the recoil to send him flying backwards into a tower of desserts.
Across the room, a hulking, wrestler-like Natsu lifted another Natsu high above his head. "DRAGON SUPLEX!"
[EARTHLAND 6187: ULTIMATE FAIRY BATTLE, THE GREAT SALAMANDER]
"No! Wait, wait, wait!" The poor Natsu squealed before the wrestler roared, slamming the Natsu into the floor, causing the ground to tremble.
[EARTHLAND 0005: FAIRY HIGH, NATSU DRAGNEEL]
A masked Natsu in a full white-checkered ninja outfit, his eyes visible through the open section of the mask leapt into the dust cloud, silently throwing flaming shuriken into the chaos, while a Natsu covered in paint brushes yelled, "This is art in motion! Ancient Arts: IRON FIST! " He dramatically hurled a giant flaming painted fist into the air, knocking Ninja Natsu across the hall.
[EARTHLAND 0028: THE HIDDEN FAIRY VILLAGE, NATSU OF THE FLAME!]
[EARTHLAND 0094: FAIRY ART MUSEUM, MASTER DRAGNEEL]
The fireballs from Natsu and Natsumi's original fight kept shooting out in random directions, one landing directly into the giant punch bowl, sending a wave of sticky red liquid over a group of Natsus dressed as a Sheriff and a cowboy.
"Who dares disturb my drinking time?" Sheriff Natsu pulled out dual revolvers, lighting his cigar that sat on the corner of his lips with a slight huff.
[EARTHLAND 0023: MAGNOLIA'S SHERIFF, NATSU DRAGNEEL]
"Yee-haw! It's a rodeo now!" Cowboy Natsu yelled, hopping onto the counter, and pulling out a flaming whip from his side.
[EARTHLAND 0175: RIOT TAIL'S HOTSHOT, NATSU DRAGNEEL]
Suddenly, a Natsu dressed as a chef emerged from the kitchen, wielding a flaming spatula. "I JUST made that cake!" He screamed, diving into the brawl and smacking whoever was closest with the spatula.
[EARTHLAND 4157: FAIRY TAIL RESTAURANT, CHEF N. DRAGNEEL]
The dust cloud grew even larger, swirling faster as all the different Natsus piled in, and just when it seemed like the chaos couldn't get any worse, a series of explosive "Fire Dragon Roars" echoed from inside the cloud, rattling the entire hall and shaking the chandelier off the ceiling.
Just then, Natsu's voice echoed from the dust cloud as Flames flared around in the hall. From outside the building, the Natsu-faced structure shook and wobbled before Natsu bellowed, "FIRE DRAGON'S: DESTRUCTION FIST!"
A pillar of flames pierced from the building, tearing through the Natsu-faced structure as the building fell and blew into pieces with Natsus yelling and flying out in different directions on the blueish soil-ground.
The Natsus dazed up at the burning building that fell to pieces almost instantly from the flames that whipped at it. Natsu and Natsumi sat on the grass, staring up at the burning building with a giant pout forming on Natsumi's face.
Dragion approached them from behind, looking up at the building with a tired sigh following suit. "It's nice to see you haven't changed much, Natsu-san."
Natsumi yawned in slight annoyance, "Ahhh, now nobody gets any food-"
Just then, all the Natsus froze, their eyes wide as they sensed a powerful presence among them. In the very center of the swirling dust cloud, a figure emerged. His vibrant pink hair stood out against the swirling chaos, and his cheeks were flushed with excitement. Natzu's playful grin stretched unnaturally wide across his face, making it both endearing and unsettling at the same time.
"What a shame, I just built this today... whatever, it looks better now, huh?" Natzu pointed at the debris with his rounded nub for a hand.
The air around him crackled with energy, a force that felt like a powerful wave ready to break. As he stood there, his white wrap flowed dramatically around him, giving him an almost ethereal quality. But it was the unsettling nature of his grin, like a cat that had caught a mouse, that sent a chill through the crowd of Natsus.
"Hope you enjoyed the introduction party," He announced cheerfully, his voice ringing out like a bell amidst the group of Natsus. "I'm Natzu, and I'm glad you could all make it!"
[EARTHLAND ?: NATZU]
-TO BE CONTINUED-