Summary:

In a world where an individual is either a dominant, a submissive or a switch, Natsu is born as a dominant only to be killed at a tender age of 5. Resurrected by his brother as a demon, Natsu strives to create a family for himself by creating Tartaros. His lovely guild with his lovely mates. It all went downhill when Zeref asked Natsu to kill him. When rejected, Zeref turned Natsu into a 4-year-old, handing him to Igneel to raise as a dragon slayer. Now, years later, follow Natsu's story as he makes his way back to the only family he ever knew apart from his father.

Chapter 1:

Year X389

It has been seven years since Natsu had started his training with Igneel. Igneel had been training him vigorously for the past seven years, and so he had a quite defined muscular body. Not that he was any different in his demon form. He had mastered his Dragon Slayer magic to the point Igneel thought impossible. When he had told the young child about Acnologia, Natsu had adamantly told the Fire Dragon King that he will deal with the black dragon for all he had done for him. Igneel had stared at the young demon who spoke with such conviction and told him if he ever wanted to fight and win against Acnologia, he had to have experience fighting against dragons. And so the Fire Dragon King took him to some of those 'rogue' dragons, asking the child to slay them without using his demon powers. Impressed with the little one's proficiency, Igneel had gifted him two swords made of dragon's teeth and claws - sharper than any sword/katana he might find.

Natsu was waking up in the cave the two occupied, the bright rays of sun shining over his face. Standing up, he stretched his body, loosening the kinks as he turned to stare at the Fire Dragon King. Igneel soon woke up as he stared at his young charge and let out a fiery breath, "Stay here. I will be back with breakfast."

Natsu nodded as he went out a bit near the pond and washed his face. As he stretched his body, he was soon greeted by the large wind generated by Igneel's flapping wings. As the dragon put the breakfast down, preparing it with his fire, the two ate in silence.

After they had finished eating up their breakfast, Igneel nudged the young demon with his wing and spoke, "Onto your training, brat"

"Okay, tou-chan" Natsu smiled at his father as he dusted himself and started to run around the forest for his training.

They spend their whole day either eating or training and the night when Igneel taught Natsu about the Dragon culture and what he should expect. At the current time, Igneel is known as the Dragon Lord - the Alpha. The title is not inherited but is chosen by the form of battle between the Dragon Kings.

"Why are you telling me this, Igneel? I can't be the Dragon Lord. I'm already the Underground King. Though Mard Geer does step up in my absence." Natsu questioned.

"It does not matter that you are the King of the Underworld, Natsu. You use my magic. You share my blood. You are my son." Igneel stated, "That makes you a dragon. And with me being the Fire Dragon King, you will inherit my title. As such, you are entitled to take part in it." Igneel explained.

"I get it." Natsu nodded while Igneel told him to sleep.

*The next morning*

As Natsu woke up in the empty cave, he looked around in confusion. Sniffing, he caught the scent of Igneel indicating he had left some time ago probably for hunting breakfast. That was when he heard two distinctive roars and his dead heart started to beat loudly.

'No!' he thought as he hastily made his way out of the cave, 'No, no, no! This is not happening!' Panting, he ran in the direction of the roar, destroying the forest as he jumped around. 'Oh fuck it!' Natsu thought as he turned into his Etherious form, wings sprouting from his behind as he flew towards the place he could feel Igneel is.

As he stared down at the destroyed ground baffled, he found a black dragon standing over Igneel, tearing the red dragon into pieces.

"NO!" he shouted, lunging at the black dragon, his fist colliding with the black dragon who went flying in the other direction. Even though he was small, younger, his curses were far stronger than his Dragon Slaying magic.

"Stay away from him, you bastard!" He screamed at the black dragon as he let out a Fire Dragon's roar, hitting the black dragon spot on.

Panting, he went down as he kneeled beside Igneel.

"Natsu" Igneel spoke, "You're not at the level to defeat him yet, Natsu. Run. Get as far away from here as possible. Go find your home. This is not how it shall end, Natsu." Igneel stated as his body started to disappear, a small crimson flame burned in front of him as it slowly pushed into him through his chest.

"IGNEEL!" Natsu screamed as tears slipped down his eyes.

The black dragon had recovered in the meanwhile and attacked Natsu with its roar only for Natsu to dodge it.

"You will die by my hands, Acnologia. Remember that." Natsu threatened as he let out a roar, blinding the black dragon for a while as he escaped, following his father's command.

As Natsu landed on a mountain, he let out a cry, crimson flames escaping his mouth as he decimated the two mountains in front of him. He landed on the ground with a thud, a cry escaping his lips as he grieved for the father he always longed for. The horrors of his first life chasing him as he broke down, alone in the world.

The last word he heard before he passed out was a simple "Master?"