1 Ch:1 - The new Apocalypse

Okay note at the start.

I have a bad habit of getting discouraged or just lazy so yeah. Oh an we have to do an investigatory project soon.

and my fairy tail know-how is rusty.

without further adeu Start!

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Atop a snowy mountain bombarded by harsh winds and heavy snow. Lies a humongous creature, Clad in scales of black some adorned with a neon blue tribal markings. Pure white eyes adorning it's sleek head much like the rest of its body. With muscular limbs ending with razor sharp nails the color of the night and a tail of around 15 feet long. Its bat like wings draping over its frame.

Suddenly the creature's eyes shot open.

["Interesting. Such strong elemental affinities towards every element."] A voice rumbled out. It has a deep voice suiting its close to 100 feet frame.

["Hmmm, I'll forego the destruction for now. My violent hobby can await."] The creature then started flapping it's wings and shot towards a forest a few miles off.

Inside said forest lies a small child no older than 5. The child has raven black hair messily reaching down to his ears. Eyes of a warm hazel and a frame above average for a child of his age. Normally waking up in a wilderness a child would cry his or her lungs out then get the attention of nearby wild life then promptly die if a Predator came. Or starve to death maybe dehydration. or even eat something poisonous.

This child panicked, but quickly fought to get the panic under control. He remembered the books he read and the things his father said. He glanced around and noticed a clearing around him. Trees and wood strewn about the grass singed and blackened, steam visibly rising. The panick grew. He quickly sought to move but was met with a sharp pain in his lower limbs. He saw blood. Now pain shot to his mind.

He remembers fire. deranged laughter. and the pleading of his mother amidst her pained gasps. The dreadful screams of his father and a symphony of anguished wails and cries. Then he felt something amidst the pain his captor was giving him. Pure unadulterated power. Then he screamed in pain and a flood of multicoloured light emerged from him.

His musings were cut off when he heard a howl. Turning back and with each degree his dread grew. He came across a earthen bear. A bear species not too hostile yet he seemed out of luck. The bears normally beige eyes is of a dark brown signifying hunger, anger. etc.

The bear sprinted towards him. He couldn't move. His limbs still cut and bleeding. His limbs broken for the pleasure of his wicked former captor. He couldn't muster any energy. and power. The power that took him here gone.

when the bear was only an arms reach away a ray of predominantly black with outlines of royal blue tore the bear. it was left as ashes on the ground.

Then he heard flapping and a low rumble of a deep voice.

[" Used too much power... My control is sloppy. damn it."]

He then noticed a dragon. blue with tribal markings in neon blue. bigger than him by a few dozen times. he for some reason didn't feel fear. He felt familiarity instead. This bewildered him. He recognized the dragon, it was- IS Acnologia! The Apocalypse Dragon! The dragon capable of razing kingdoms to kingdom come! A dragon of legends seemingly invincible only falling short to zeref...

Through his musings he once again seemingly froze. The dragon now named acnologia inwardly chortled. He knew the child almost got killed due to his musings and though he couldn't really move it doesn't mean to say he should let his guard down.

Acnologia landed. As gently as a dragon of his size could. cutting the boy from his musings acnologia asked.

[" Boy who are you and why are you here? Judging by the state of your clothes bandits possibly tortured you. And by the scent of magic mainly spatial it seems as if you subconsciously drew upon that to escape. "]

Though the dragon answered his own question...

The boy addressed has wide eyes and jaw seemingly reaching the ground. He expected to be treated worse by a dragon that seemingly hates humans according to books.

Unknown to him the dragon was having an internal debate.

[' Why do I treat him differently towards the rest? is it his dormant potential? his eyes showing strength despite what he has gone through? No. I didn't care for such things. Why now? Or is it the way he resembled me?...']

"Yes... Bandits razed our town, killed or tortured set fire for their sick desires... raped the women. My mom. My dad and I got tortured while forced to watch... I. I will kill them."

The boy finally spoke. The reality of the situation hitting him harder. He spoke with hollow emotions. Only spiking when he mentioned revenge. His eyes hardening and body tensing. as if a silent promise.

That got Acnologia's sympathy and irk. Unknown to all Acnologia didn't lose all his humanity. And rape is something that has always irked him.

["Oh? Is power what you want?"]

And Acnologia also wants to pass down his unique Dragon 'slayer' magic. And who better a candidate than this child infront of him.

"Yes! To be above all others! To protect those who i may hold dear to me! I NEED Power!" The boy shouted passionately.

["Very well! Follow me and I shall bes- guide you to power! But to do so is to become my successor. My son!"] True, Acnologia once met the fire dragon king Igneel. And the son he is raising. Natsu, But one day they inexplicably dissappeared. Not only they. The other dragons with adopted children dissappeared. Grandeeny, Metalicana. and the twin dragons. to name most. So he got inspired to raise one. In his human times he once wanted a family as well. But his dragon pride wouldn't allow him to mate with weak humans.

"I will follow you and become your son! The son of the Dragon of apocalypse and chaos, Acnologia!"

[' I like my son already '] Thought Acnologia. and he smirked.

[" Very well, Abandon your preconceptions of being a human! For you will be raised as a dragon! A son of mine shan't think of himself to be as low as humans! "] Of course Acnologia's disdain to the weak still remains.

The boy nodded a little hesitantly, Of course he is a human.

[" Good! Now tell me your name. "] Acnologia paid no heed. He would raise him strong and proud as a dragon.

"No, Grant me a name. I will abandon my name and humanity. To truly become a son of yours" Hesitation suddenly gone. wanting to truly cut connections. the boy thought.

[' Hmm, What is a worthy name? Wait. Do i even know how other dragons raise their whelps? Oh well... '] Let it be known Acnologia is carefree...

[" Indeed, I am pleased to see my Son is clever and full of resolve. Very well, your name shall be Fafnir Apoclia! The son of mine! Acnologia! "] Acnologia roared towards the heavens as if taunting it.