The Ice Dragon Slayer

Ice cold

(This is obvious but no, i do not own Fairy Tail. Some guy called Hiro Mashima does) 

Natsu Dragneel, a boy who has delicate pink hair and droopy eyes. He was walking around the forest, a forest that he doesn't know and is not familiar with. He walked slowly, a gust of wind suddenly then made it's way towards the field. Making the grass dance, Natsu felt the cold breeze air hit him, but then it became colder. It became colder and colder, for some reason Natsu was used to this feeling. He ran towards where the cold was and saw a cave

He entered the cave and saw the most majestic sight he has laid his eyes upon on, and it will always be the most best for him even in the future. The cave was full of cold ice and icicles that were glowing a light blue, they lit up the cold cave. But the seemingly majestic and cold ice did not caught his full attention, what caught his eyes was the cold and white dragon at the end of the cave sleeping

It opens it eyes, revealing his cold blue eyes that had a small long white pupil. It growled as it stood up and saw the boy. "Who are you, young one?"

...

Natsu looked at the ice dragon. His eyes were shaky and his body was shaking "What do you mean??" Natsu groggily asked as he saw the dragon's eyes were full of sorrow and worry. Not for itself, but for Natsu Dragneel himself

"I don't have much time, this sickness will soon devour me. So, I ask of you this... Natsu. Kill me" The ice dragon, Hyorinmaru said slowly with sorrow present on it. Natsu held the claws of Hyorinmaru

"No! I don't want you gone dad. I don't want to kill you, I don't wanna!" Natsu's voice was frantic and scared. The Ice dragon simply smiled as he used his head to headpat Natsu

"Do not fret, young one. This is all for you..." The dragon slowly said. "Instead of dying because of this sickness. I want to die in the hands of a brave and valiant, Dragon Slayer" Hyorinmaru chanted Natsu's title. But if this sickness was really going to kill him. Natsu held his fist

He held out his palms as a ice magic circle appeared. "Secret slaying arts: Flower execution" Natsu chanted slowly. The magic circle performed a flower that is made out of ice, it covered Hyorinmaru's body, and then freezes it. And Hyorinmaru was dead, he was executed by the most painless and beautiful way

Natsu let his tears flow, the tears were ice cold, his hair strands were turning white, his body was getting paler and paler. And there stood a new Natsu, he had a small statue, white hair, blue majestic eyes, the same as his 'father' and pale skin, too pale for a normal human to have one. His tears dropped on to the floor, the stones of the cave suddenly became ice when the tear dropped, his tears were amazingly cold

He then dropped down to his knees, still mourning the name of his father

(In this fanfic, yes Natsu won't accelerate 400 years in the future, so how would he live? Errr... You will just soon find that out. So in this fairy tail fanfic, Hyorinmaru was the king of Ice dragons, he later died due to an unknown disease and was never found roaming in the skies 400 years later)

Natsu looked towards the mountain, the scenery was beautiful. "Zeref... Nii san, where are you?" Natsu asked slowly, eventually after Hyorinmaru's death, memories started to flash in his head. The memories consisted of a black haired man with a black robe, and after digging up enough memories. Natsu knew now that the man from his memories was; Zeref

His memories were still blurry, but he was dedicated to find Zeref. Right now he was at the top of Hyorinmaru's favorite mountain, he flew here via making ice wings. The mountain was big enough to reach the clouds and so when you climb this mountain, you would see a sea of clouds

It was a sunset, the sun illuminated the clouds and Natsu watched peacefully. Natsu then stood up for a few hundred years, his legend was known as; The White Flower

...

Natsu was on a forest, still looking for his brother for the past 50 years, for some reason Natsu didn't know why he still won't age. Natsu watched as the civilizations grow, wars were born, hatred and love was born. And watching it with his own eyes, it all felt... rather sad. His eyes narrowed at a nearby town

Natsu walked away from it once more, his figure disappearing in the forest