Taming The Chaos Slayer

Part 9

(Very quick) summary of the last chapter:
In the year X372, when Natsu was still a child, he was abused by his actual father. He was brought into the future via the Eclipse gate. Natsu's adoptive father, the dragon Acnologia would beat him anytime he 'misbehaved'. His 'misbehaving' was not causing death and destruction. Since no one in the guild has ever told him what he's doing was wrong, Natsu starts to question what 'right' is.

(Also, I'm going to be skipping the Lullaby and Galuna Island arcs, since I can't really see any character development there.)

Anyway! On with the story!

Natsu marched towards the guildhall. The picture of a blonde mage appeared in his head. He growled lowly in frustration. She's been in the guild only for a few days and she's acted completely different from the rest of the members. She even had the nerve to slap him.

Maybe he thought maybe she'll treat me differently.

The son of Chaos shook his head as he continued to walk down the path. His sandals making a small storm of dust with every anger-filled stomp. He wrapped the cloak around him, breathing in the familiar, somewhat calming, scent. Granted, the smell wasn't pleasant to a normal human. Just the opposite. It ranked the rancid smell of blood and death. Yet to him it just as calming as the smell of home. It brought back memories of his adoptive father, the one time that someone didn't avoid him like the plague.

Just like Lucy did.

He growled his annoyance once again, even at the thought of her. He closed his eyes as he walked onward.

He knew the path perfectly, every crack and pebble. He also knew no one would come near him, so the dragon slayer could walk in a darkened peace. His sensitive ears picked up on the nervous conversations of civilians, yet it was nothing new to him.

Another scent hit his equally delicate nose. It smelt, metallic? His onyx eyes shot open, looking towards his prison of a 'home'. Iron rods shot through the former guildhall. Several iron bars, which varied in length, shot through the guild hall like flowers from the ground. Though, much to Natsu's joy, it was more chaotic then flowers.

Natsu's magic sparked as it swirled under his feet. His ears twitched at a sudden scream. With a devilish smirk, the black magic sparked blue as he soared off. The scream was from central Magnolia. Beneath him saw people scrambling away from where he was headed. He dove towards South Gate Park.

Natsu prepared for his landing. He changed his position, his sandals towards the ground. His cape whipped around him as he landed on the ground. The civilians, seeing the son of Chaos, scrambled out of his way. Natsu ignored their terrified shrieks as he sauntered forwards.

He wasn't expecting what met his cold gaze. Three Fairy Tail members were beaten and tied up on a tree. The one in the middle was a small girl with blue hair. Her body was beaten and bruised. On her stomach was another guild's mark.

Her arms, like the men beside her, were bound by metal. The man to the left had black hair. his head, like the others, was hung in defeat. His clothes were ripped, and his body was beaten as well. To the bluenette's right was a man with orange hair. He wore a tall hat and matching coat, his body was also covered in bruises.

Natsu couldn't help his chaotic nature and smirk at the sorry state of the mages. He took a step forward, breathing in their fear and stress. His power seeped through his veins like lightning, giving him more power.

"Natsu?"

a voice called from before. His muscles tensed at the voice. Lucy

"Did you do this?" Another elder's voice called out. The voice sounded strained and angered. The son of Chaos hissed. He shifted, ready for what was about to happen. He felt the shift of air, signalling an attack. His hand raised above his head, gripping the fist the was launched at him. The fist of the wizard saint was held in an iron-like grip, unable to move. The son of Chaos' grip tightened, effetely harming the guild master.

Natsu released a toothy grin, as his magic prepared for an attack. Plasma blue lightning sparked from him. The dark magic clouded from his feet.

Behind him stood four wizards. The scarlet-haired Requip mage reached for her sword. She knew that she'd told no chance against Chaos, but she knew she had to do something. Her armour covered hand gripped the handle, pulling the sword from its sheath.

She quivered as he turned to face her. The look that she revived made her take a quick step back.
Gray was in a similar state of that of the S-class mage.

Makarov, on the other hand, was furious. He knew that the son of Chaos would attack if ever annoyed or triggered. However, he also knew that Team Shadow Gear, much like the rest of his guild, wouldn't cause said trigger. He saw his injured children and the dragon slayer's evil smirk.

Makarov was preparing another attack, just like the chaos dragon slayer before him. Just as he was about to attack, a voice came from beside him.

"Master, Natsu didn't do this". Said guild master saw Natsu flinch at his name.
The wizard saint cast a glance at the celestial mage. "What do you mean child?" He said, turning to face the salmon haired man.

"That is the guild mark of Phantom Lord" Erza commented, seeing the mark on Levy's stomach.
The guild master loosened his fist, realizing that Natsu was innocent. (For this attack at least).

However, Natsu remained on guard. The dark magic swirled around his feet as if it was an (unneeded) shield.

Natsu continued to watch as the master, Erza, Gray and Lucy helped down the injured Team Shadow Gear.

Erza lifted the blue-haired solid script mage, while the master other two were lifted by Gray and master Makarov. Lucy walked behind them.

Behind her was the dragon slayer, who kept his eyes locked on the celestial wizard. Natsu followed the four mages the metallic smell growing ever so stronger.

he looked up to see the guildhall in ruins. However, the normal pleasure failed to flow through his veins. Replacing it was annoyance and anger.

The guild hall's first and second floors were blocked off. Natsu growled at the sight of his 'safe' zone being blocked from him.

He carefully watched Lucy walk down to the guild hall's basement. His onyx eyes cast another glance at his former 'home'.

Natsu stomped forwards, following Lucy. His sandals sending cracks across the old wooden stairs. Natsu examined the basement. He scoffed at the sorry sight. Tables were scattered around the small room, occupying most of the space. The rest of the room was used for the original use of the room. The corners and walls were littered with storage boxes. Across from the vase of the stairs was the temporary request board.

The tension of the guildhall would normally be pleasing to the dragon slayer. The emotions varied between anger, fear, stress and most of all, the need for revenge.

Natsu pushed past Elfman (who was standing at the base of the stairs), he stumbled away panicking from the contact. The partial take-over mage looked at his shoulder, examining for damage. He let out a revealed sigh seeing nothing.

Natsu reached out his scarred arm grabbing Lucy's shoulder.

"Phantom did this?" Natsu said in a gravelly tone. His onyx eyes eyed down the fearful Lucy.

She nodded silently, unsure of what to say under his threatening gaze. The son of Chaos kept his eyes locked with Lucy's. Who was getting more nervous as his stare intensified

Their gaze and statue-like stance were broken when Natsu gripped her wrist. He turned around, pulling Lucy with him.

"W-what are you doing? Let go of me!" She cried, earning concerned glances from the rest of the guild. They seemed eager to help the celestial wizard but were too nervous to approach the salmon-haired man.

"Where are you taking me?" She sighed in defeat, knowing she wouldn't break free from his iron-like grasp. He kept his eyes forward, not bothering to look at the flailing Lucy.

"To Phantom Lord"

Hello! Sorry, I've been really busy. This chapter was really rushed, but I'll try to make the next few chapters better!

Have a great day/night!