Up on one of tallest mountain ranges laid a mountain unlike any other. Despite having many active volcanoes to its east, and blisteringly cold mountains covered in fog to its west, this particular mountain was full of lush greenery, wild life, and vegetation. The nature here, however, was not entirely natural. Rather, it was the result of the mingling of two extremely powerful forces...

Dragons.

From the volcano chain to the east hailed the King of the Fire Dragons, Igneel. The Fire Dragon King was one of, if not the most prideful dragon of the entire bunch, and he had the power to back it up. From the mountain chain to the west came Veltaris, the Queen of the Heavenly Dragons. Veltaris was compassionate and kind, yet, like all dragons, fiercely loyal and powerful.

The two had met decades prior, and after an intense battle, discovered their mating instincts reacting to one another. However... this story is not about them. This story, rather, is about a peculiar occurrence near the base of the utopia-like mountain.

You see, near the base laid a village. This village, like many others in the time, was relatively isolated, yet, today, it saw newcomers. These newcomers were definitely not welcome, though. They were Dark Mages, practitioners of magic solely focused on harming people, or using the magic for their own twisted means.

Very few of the villagers were Mages themselves. They were a mostly self-sufficient group, except for a sole child. He was the reason for the two dragons to set aside their daily routine to take a trip down to the village. Or, more accurately, former village. Everywhere, buildings were on fire, and the scent of blood and burning flesh was heavy in the air.

The sole child at the center of the village had black hair and dark eyes, and couldn't have been older than two. However... around him, the air was so heavy with raw magic that it became difficult to breath. Near him, the dark mages that tried to harm him started to dissolve, as their bodies couldn't take the strain of even being so close to the pure magic.

All of the sudden, the Dark Mages were all gone, and the child was the only human being left living in the village. The aura of power around him disappeared, and the boy fell to his knees, head in his hands, sobbing. Cautiously, the two dragons approached the boy. As soon as they got within twenty feet of the boy, his head shot up and the same aura flew out, but the child was exhausted.

Veltaris, the more sincere looking one of the two dragons, approached the child. "Do not fret, child. We are not your enemies. You may rest. We shall watch over you." As soon as she finished the sentence, the boy collapsed.

Two days later, in a cave on top of the mountain, the boy awoke to the two dragons murmuring around him. "If he accepts, Veltaris, I wish for him to have my name as his legacy."

"What gives your name any more precedence over mine?" Igneel merely smirked.

"Let's put it this way: Either the boy gets my name, or I will sleep in my volcano for the next decade."

"But... I can't sleep in your volcano. The heat is too much for me!" Igneel rolled his eyes.

"Exactly, you big ball of light!" Veltaris' eyes widened, then narrowed.

"Alright, you've convinced me. Darn brat..." She muttered the last part, making the other dragon glare at her.

"W-... who are you?" The boy suddenly croaked out, his throat dry from disuse. The two dragons whirled towards him, looking at him for a second before introducing themselves.

"I am Igneel, King of the Fire Dragons. This here is my wife,"

"Veltaris, Queen of the Heavenly Dragons. We have seen your circumstances, as well as your power and potential, and offer you a unique opportunity."

"We offer to train you in the art of Dragon Slaying Magic. I would teach you my magic, and Veltaris, hers. We are both not getting any younger, and wish to pass our magics on to an heir." The young boy thought for a second, the sights he had seen forcing his body and mind to mature quickly over the forty-eight hour period.

"If I decline?" He finally asked, a defiant look on his face. Veltaris chuckled, a smile on her face. 'We definitely chose well.'

"We would let you go on your way, onto an unfulfilling life in a world that doesn't deserve someone of your caliber." Surprised by this answer, the boy found himself nodding in agreement. "Alright, child, what is your name?"

"Natsu. It means Summer."

Igneel nodded. "Fitting. Natsu, I bestow to you the gift of my name, in the form of Dragneel. From this day forward, you shall be known to all as Natsu Dragneel, the Prince of Fire and Heaven."

Over the years, Natsu's hair color turned into salmon, and his eyes into a perfect pink. After all, Dragon Slayers take the attributes of their bodies from the magic held within them, and red and white make pink. Over time, although they were his mentors, Natsu found himself drawing closer to the two dragons, starting to call them 'mom' and 'dad', the replacement to the family he could never remember having.

However, one day, that all changed. Natsu woke up at the break of dawn, ready for another day of hunting and training when he realized something was horribly, horribly wrong. He couldn't find either Igneel nor Veltaris. Their scents were nowhere to be found, except for in the scarf he wore around his neck.

After searching the whole day, he came back to the cave, defeat in his eyes. However, he found something that he had missed in his haste to find his foster parents - a note, and with it, two small octagonal discs.

The note read,

'Dear Natsu,

If you are reading this, that means that it was successful. Your father and I are both deeply saddened to spring this upon you, but the world needs your help. Everywhere, injustices are being committed, and the people need the power of the Dragons to save them. The two discs that were with this note are Dragon Slayer Lacrima, one from me, containing Heavenly Dragon Slayer Magic, and one from your father, containing Fire Dragon Slayer Magic. We are sorry, Little Prince, but there is nothing we can do. Do not try to find us, for we are somewhere no human can be found. Honestly though, we shall be closer to you than ever before, in your heart.

Love,
Veltaris and Igneel.'

Staring at the note, the pink-haired dual Dragon Slayer felt like sobbing. This was the second time he had lost his family, and he was hardly ten. Closing his hands around the two lacrima, one in each palm, he felt the two discs dissolve and seep into his body, two circles appearing and, unknown to him, causing two circles, one red and one white, to overlap on his back.

Falling to his knees, the young Dragon Slayer looked up to the sky and screamed in anguish.

Two weeks later, in a small city called Magnolia, a blonde girl scoffed as she walked up the stairs to the second floor in the Fairy Tail Guild Hall.

"Whaddya want, Gramps?" The girl asked to the small, white-haired man who was sitting at a desk inside the second floor office. The man laughed.

"What, I can't want to talk with my granddaughter from time to time? See how she's doing?" The girl growled.

"Get serious, old man. Either you have something for me, or you're wasting my time." The 'old man' sighed.

"Very well." He became serious. "We've been receiving S-Class requests from a town not far from Crocus." The blonde threw her hands up into the air.

"So what? Go get-"

"The villagers are reporting sightings of a dragon." The fifteen year old girl's head snapped towards her grandfather.

"That's bullshit. Everyone knows dragons aren't around anymore, Gramps." The guild master sighed, not even bothering to correct her profanity.

"When you get as old as I have, you come to realize that beings as strong as dragons don't just disappear. Based on what we know of their lifespan, a year might as well be a blink to them. It's a possibility that in the last four centuries, they have just been hibernating. No matter what, due to your magic, I am asking you to check it out." The man sighed, realizing that he wasn't winning the girl over. "Please, Lexi..."

The girl rolled her eyes and headed out the door, but not before nodding. "Only because you said please, old man!" She called over her shoulder. Makarov, the master of Fairy Tail, closed his eyes slowly, sighed, and let out a shaky laugh. He could only hope that nothing bad happened. He looked at the bottom text. 'S-Class Mission!'

Lexi drudged up the mountain. On one side laid a range of dormant volcanoes, and on the other, a group of desolate peaks. She briefly wondered what was in the center of the ring of mountains, but waved the thoughts away. She was here for a job, nothing more. But... there were no signs of a dragon. Even the town at the base of the mountain was actively prosperous.

They had welcomed her with gratefulness, and with her magically enhanced hearing, could hear whispers of things like "Finally, she'll make that monster leave!" But, during the trek up the mountain, the most harmful thing she had seen were a few doe. The mountain was filled with life, no signs of an apex predator among them.

At the peak, that story changed, however. She could sense a large magical presence within one of the caves. As soon as she stepped onto the peak, that presence turned hostile. "Here to exterminate me?" A voice growled from an open mouth of earth. Lexi processed these words, along with the tinge of loneliness surrounding them.

"If that's what it takes for you to leave this town alone, then yes." A sharp cackling was heard from the cave.

"Leave them alone?" The voice was hysterical. "I went down there for some food a few days ago. They looked at me, and thought I was demon-spawn. They chased me out with pitchforks, even." Lexi frowned. If that was true, it explained plenty about the mission.

"It doesn't matter." She decided. "I was tasked a mission, and a Fairy Tail wizard never fails a mission!" A small figure appeared at the mouth of the cave opposite to Lexi.

"A mage, eh?" The boy smirked, his pink eyes flashing open and glowing. "Let's make a deal then. If you beat me, you can do whatever you want with my body. Kill me, salvage it for parts, sell it to traders..." Lexi bristled at the implied accusations. "But if I win... We get to have a talk about this 'Fairy Tail' you mentioned."

Lexi snorted. "Out of everything you could've asked for, you chose that?" Nonetheless, Lexi had the pride of a dragon, and she refused to back down from any challenge. "I accept, even though I might feel bad about beating up a little kid later." Her opponent stared her in the eyes, and grinned, showing her his sharp canines. White flames started appearing around his feet.

"I'm all fired up..." He whispered to himself.

Both fighters waited for their opponent to make the first move. Finally, Lexi grew impatient and dashed towards the pink-haired boy, intending to finish the fight in one blow.

"Lightning Dragon's Breakdown Fist!" She yelled, causing a large electrical fist to be thrown at her opponent. The boy dodged the attack.

"Dragon Slayer Magic, huh...? How pathetic..." He spoke uncaringly. The statement angered Lexi, who growled,

"What's wrong with Dragon Slayer Magic, huh? I bet all you have is some sort of speed magic, don't you? That's how you dodged that attack, isn't it?!" She demanded to be answered.

"There's nothing wrong with Dragon Slayer Magic, but you're so weak. I can't believe a dragon actually took someone like you in!" Lexi glared.

"I'm not weak, I just didn't want to kill you, you idiot!" The second sentence then sunk in. "Wait... you don't mean to say that you were actually taught this magic by actual dragons, do you?" The boy's eyes flickered with sadness, but the emotion disappeared as soon as it came.

"I do... you must be a fake Dragon Slayer, then. Lacrima?" He guessed, which Lexi reluctantly nodded to.

"I think you're lying to me. Dragons went extinct hundreds of years ago, everyone knows that!" The boy growled.

"So, you don't believe me then. Fine," He got into a battle stance. "Let me show you the power of a real Dragon Slayer, then!" Energy started to accumulate around the boy, before he dashed at the girl.

"Heavenly Fire Dragon's Cleansing Fist!" His opponent was barely able to dodge the attack, astounded by the sheer speed and power of the move. Where she had stood before laid a crater half a dozen feet wide.

"You idiot!" Lexi yelled. "Are you actually trying to kill me?" The pink-haired boy simply shrugged.

"If you could not survive that attack, you wouldn't be worth letting live, much less fighting." The boy's nonchalant attitude towards death angered the girl.

"Lightning Dragon's Heavenward Halberd!" She cried, letting loose a spear of lightning. The attack surprised the boy, giving him a shallow cut on his cheek.

He raised a finger to the cut, pulling away a few droplets of blood. He growled at the sight, raising a hand to his face and incanting, "Heavenly Dragon's Healing Pulse." His pointer finger lit up, and he pressed it against his cheek, grimacing. When he pulled the finger away, the light went out, and it revealed healthy pink skin in the place of the cut.

"It seems that I underestimated you. Oh well..." The boy sighed. "My name is Natsu Dragneel. Yours?"

Lexi grit her teeth at seeing her progress undone. "Lexi Dreyar." She waited for the inevitable quip about her grandfather, but it never came.

"Lexi Dreyar...? Alright... I'll remember that." He nodded his head. Suddenly he dug his heel into the ground.

"Fire Dragon's..." He inhaled loudly, making Lexi's eyes widen. "ROAR!" The torrent of flames was easily six feet in diameter, probably greater, and moved like a bullet, scalding Lexi's arm, and carving a hole through the mountainside. The female Dragon Slayer turned her body intangible to get rid of the residual flames, and started patting the red skin as she became tangible again.

Unfortunately, this distracted her for too long. "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" Natsu slammed his fist into Lexi's face, sending her across the clearing. The girl screamed in pain and anger, smoke coming off of her body. Channeling her energy into one final attack, she shouted,

"Resounding through the air, the roar of thunder, plunge from the heavens and reap destruction! Raging Bolt!" The lightning strike barreled down towards Natsu. Lexi watched it in slow motion.

Natsu looked at the bolt, and held both hands up, one shining red, and one shining white. "Heavenly Fire Dragon's Cleansing Flame!" He yelled, causing a magic seal to appear in front of the bolt. As soon as the lightning passed through it, it glowed pink and simply... dissipated. Natsu fell to a knee, panting slightly. He slowly got to his feet, and looked at his opponent, who looked to be on the verge of passing out from magical exhaustion.

"You..." He looked down and dusted off his pants. "are really strong!" He looked up and smiled, shocking Lexi. He walked over, and the girl sighed, knowing she could do nothing to stop what was about to happen. He knelt down next to her, and whispered, "This will only hurt a bit, I promise."

"Heavenly Dragon's..." Lexi closed her eyes, waiting for her last moments. "Healing Pulse!" Her eyes flashed open. Natsu's left hand glowed a pure white as he swept it over her arm and face, giving off a soothing feeling as the burns subsided, and the bruise on her face faded. Her mouth dropped open in shock and ecstasy due to the relieving feel of the light. She unconsciously scooted closer to his hand before the glow faded, and she regained control of her actions.

"Thank you..." She whispered. While she didn't regain her magic, she was no longer in danger of passing out. Natsu grinned in response.

"No problem. After all, it's the strong's responsibility to look after those who are weaker than them." He poked fun at her, but the words made the blonde think for a second, before she shrugged it off.

"So, you wanted to know about Fairy Tail? You won, after all." Natsu put a finger to his lip.

"I didn't really think about this, actually." He chuckled. "Let's start with what is Fairy Tail?" And so the questions came one after another, and by the time they were finished, the sun was beginning to set.

"Do you think the Master would let me in?" Lexi's eyes widened, and she thought about it.

"Probably. You said you were an orphan, right? Gramps is practically running a daycare," She snorted, thinking of the imbeciles.

"Well then, let's go! I'm all fired up!" Natsu smiled.

"Not so fast," Lexi spoke. "I still have to collect my reward for the job." She stood up, her magic core mostly replenished. "Alright, let's go."

Woo-hoo, first chapter is done! Just over 3,000 words of content, I'm pretty proud of it. This fanfic will mostly feature a slightly smarter Natsu, although this will be more in the area of strategy than knowledge, as well as a much stronger Natsu, as can be seen in his fight with Lexi, who is a Fem!Laxus.

In case you guys didn't catch it in the fight, Natsu is not overpowered! His magic definitely takes a toll on him, and has some more drawbacks that will be mentioned later. While he did, in fact, beat Lexi, it was not by crazy amounts, and this is a fifteen year old Lexi, so she is not as strong as she was at the start of the anime.

The current plan for this ship is Natsu x Fem!Laxus x Mira, although it could easily evolve into a full-blown harem if I'm not careful (or if a lot of people wish for it to). Updates will be sporadic, as always! (Sorry!)