Good morning new fanbase. So, I was reading one day and suddenly wondered why there were no stories with Natsu being raised by Acnologia. I figured that I should create some. This was after reading, Calming the Chaos by Lyonsgirl and starting to read Eye of the Black Dragon. This was what I came up with. I hope you enjoy it.

~Prologue~

A loud crash sounded in the quiet forest. Soon after it came a child's pained cry, shrill but quiet among the dense brush. Unbeknownst to anyone, a battle was brewing from below the dark green surface of broad overflowing trees. It was mid-day, somewhere around noon, when the child's father had gone out hunting. He had finally come home from the semi-difficult hunt, to see the horrible state of his only son. He lay in a crumpled heap, a pool of scarlet blood slowly growing larger underneath his small body. The boy's breathing was shallow but a very clear indicator that he would live to see another day. The dragon looked around the clearing and the cave they called their home, searching for any and all clues as to who could have done this heinous act. He did find some clues, however, none that could pinpoint or identify the culprit.

When he returned to his son after searching for clues, he would have to make a very hard decision that he wished he didn't have to make. First, he would find the culprits and make them pay for the monstrosity they had committed. Although as he thought about another thought came to mind. In order to do what needed to be done, he needed a different method than original thought. However, accomplishing such a task would require a different situation than the one he was currently in. There was only one option left for him for him and his son. With this decision set in his mind, he set off.

Huge, dark, menacing wings soared through the almost endless cloudy sky. An enormous shadow slid over the grassy landscape below it. A tremendous roar that could paralyze someone in their sleep was heard for miles. An unconscious child lay sprawled on this giant creature's back, not that anyone else could see it. Humans cowered in fear as his terrifying form flew above them. For some, it was a relief that he simply passed over them without a second thought. For others, they weren't so lucky. Stopping in mid–air above a town, the beast glanced down at the pathetic humans below him. They scrambled in fear as they tried to escape as if that could save them. He looked down upon them and their useless scrambling and without a moment's hesitation, he destroyed the entire town and its inhabitants. Satisfied with the destruction he caused he continued on. In the moment the beast took to watch the people run, the boy woke in time to see him wipe the town from the planet. Once it was over, he collapsed in exhaustion once more balancing on the edge of consciousness. The boy's energy had long been spent and had yet to return and various cuts and bruises littered his small body. Yet, he still made an effort to see the different town's endings.

The dragon continued on his path, occasionally stopping only to remove town by town from the country. It was evident that the dragon was setting a pattern, the destination was yet to be revealed. Soon the beast flew over the town of Magnolia, home of the biggest and the most powerful magic guild in the country. The Fairy Tail Guild. Some could say that it was a coincidence but by the end of the week, anyone could tell you otherwise. The dragon's roar quickly alerted the townspeople as well as the guild and its members of the impending doom as he flew ever closer to their precious guild hall. Mages above the age of twenty-five rushed outside to face the horrible beast that now threatened them all. Any individuals younger than that were not permitted to leave the safety of the guild hall. But who knew if it was really that safe. I mean seriously. However, that was not a thought that was at all considered as mages raced outside to face this ferocious beast. After all, no one who came in contact with this creature ever lived to tell the tale. He landed behind the guild hall, in the middle of the training area. The mages quickly flocked around him but the dragon simply pushed them back around his body, so that they would in front of him, roughly. From the crowd, a man walked up to the deadly dragon. The mages continued to try and encircle him but failed miserably.

"What are you doing here, Acnologia?" The man asked, addressing the dragon. He was short with a cane and wore a white fur-lined coat with a gold symbol on the back. Clearly, this was the guild master, but the dragon didn't have to acknowledge that. Without a word, Acnologia raised one of his front claws to grab something from his back. The mages went into battle position, not that they hadn't done so already, and waited for the threat to present itself. But that wasn't all that safe or useful if you really thought about it. Then he slowly and carefully brought his claw down to the man's sight. No one else seemed to see what he was holding as they all kept their battle stance. There, laying curled in the dragon's palm, was the unconscious child. It seemed as if he didn't want to leave with the way he was curled, but the man didn't see it that way.

"What did you do to him?!" The man yelled as he reached out to grab the child. Acnologia growled and pulled the boy back to him. The growl, that rumbled from his throat, sounded like an earthquake that could easily make the whole guild collapse.

"I did nothing you pathetic excuse of a human. This is my son," came the harsh growl from the dragon. The human in front of him couldn't keep from stuttering his next words. It would have been amusing if the situation wasn't so dire.

"Your–... H–he's your s–son? W–why do y–you–?"

"Stop stuttering human and spit it out." It didn't seem like it should have been a surprise, but no one knew what he did in his private time so it was somewhat understandable. Of course, this whole encounter was taking too long.

"W–what's his name?"

"Natsu Dragnia."

"W–why did y-you bring him h–here? W–why can't y–you keep him?" Now there was a stupid question. If he really could keep him, was there really a possibility that he would let humans take care of him? Of course not.

"There was an incident. It made me realize that his training remains incomplete. If he is to fulfill the plans set before him, he is to be stronger." Acnologia huffed.

"What incident? What plans? How incomplete is his training? What is his training? How strong does he need to be? Why–" Oh, the endless questions with answers he didn't feel like giving. He really didn't have time for this. Already had something else begun to take its effect and this situation wasn't making it any better. He had seen the one flaw in his plan and now he had to alter everything that he had planned out. It was a good thing that he decided to come there. However, his son might not appreciate it at first.

"End your stupid questions. I don't have time for them. I chose Fairy Tail to take care if my son because all other guilds were too weak to handle his power. Your guild may not be as weak but they hold a better chance at surviving with my son around. Don't screw up this opportunity. Once it's lost nothing remotely similar will ever show up. Do not corrupt him with your stupid loving humans shit. It will interfere with his plans. If he does something that goes against what you stand for, don't severely punish him. He must remain by my standards," the black dragon growled ignoring the man's questions.

"W–what? W–what power does he have?"

"You heard what I said. This is the one and only time that I will ever trust humanity in any way. If I find that my son has changed drastically in personality and ideals not only will I destroy Fairy Tail but all of Magnolia will be destroyed. Do you understand, Makarov?" Makarov nodded, his throat suddenly too dry for words. The black dragon then slowly lowered the boy into the guild master's arms. He really didn't want to give him up, but what choice did he have? Trick question. The boy, though still hardly conscience, protested as the warmth of the dragon faded from his body, and tried to reach for the dragon to gain back the feeling. After which, the huge, black dragon proceeded to drop two more objects into the guild master's unsuspecting hand. A white scaled scarf and a black obsidian necklace seemingly fell from nowhere and the master barely managed to grab them as he held the boy.

"What are these for?" the Makarov asked as he glanced at the objects.

"Him." Acnologia began to flap his large wings, sending mages flying away from him. Many tried grabbing onto random objects in order to stay grounded. Ha! Pathetic losers. As he lifted off he sent one last glance at his son before he flew over the rooftops and far from sight. Mages now crowded around the guild master in hopes of seeing what exactly the dragon had given Makarov. None seemed to hear the conversation and due to the constant jostling of bodies, no one got a good look at the boy. Makarov turned and walked to the guild infirmary escaping the noisy mages. Many thoughts went through his mind. The latest: What will this boy be like when he wakes?

So, I know that this is a short chapter and I am sorry for that. I really tried to make it longer but sometimes it is a little bit hard. From what I can tell I added about 700 more words than the last revision and I hope that you will give me feedback on things.

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~Edited 4/5/17

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