Black Dragon's Prince (Natsu x Reader)

Part 1 (Boy and Dragon)

-Two years later-

Natsu panted heavily as his body was litter with cuts and bruises. His right arm was bent at an awkward angle that sent a painful pulse through his small body. The lungs of the 7-year-old-boy screamed for more air as a burning sensation came with every greedy breath he took. Underneath him was the last remains of what used to be a demon.

A piercing roar filled the sky, and a massive shadow flew over his head, covering the land underneath in darkness. The creature landed a few meters away, and the ground shook under the impact of the landing.

"What a letdown. It took you three hours to defeat that demon." Stated the black creature eying the ashes of the demon. Even though he would never admit it, he was proud of the little boy. It was a magnificent accomplishment to even take down a demon this size if you were a grown-up, and yet 7-year-old boy managed it.

"M-my... apologies... Father... I-it was... stronger than... I... estimated," the boy rasped out while his longs still fight in order to get enough air through his body. Which as of right now, was an incredibly painful process as it seemed like the air was made out of acid.

"I'll... I'll do better... next time, but admit it... you're... proud." True to his words the Dragon was proud, on the outside however he merely scoffed at the remark.

"Your job is still not finished, Natsu. When we're back in the cave I'll give you one hour to rest before practicing your Dragon Slayer Skills. It's time for you to learn some of the secret arts."

Even though Acnologia acted though, during the past two years, he and Natsu had some sort of father-son relationship. Not necessarily the best, but at least some sort wired sort of it. As a result, Natsu recovered slightly from his broken state, accordingly to Acnologia a little too much, as he came with somewhat petulant or slick remarks at times.

Slowly and slightly unsteady Natsu made his way towards the black dragon. He mounted it a little unstable, but he made it, and they flew back to the cave.

-Three years later-

In the deepest part of a cave, Natsu laid curled up in his black leather-like jacket. It was made out of a shadow dragon he killed two years ago. Around his neck hung a necklace with thirteen oddly colored scales that fell out underneath a white, scaly scarf that he got from Igneel.

In the past five years, Natsu had grown a lot in strength and knowledge. He surpassed Acnologia's expectations a long time ago, and the necklace was proof of it. Each of the color scales was from twelve dragons that were killed by the boy's own hands. The last one was a black scale gifted by Acnologia when he made his first kill.

Due to his outstanding performance, he earned the title Dragon Prince and a place in the Sacred Place of Dovah, or other words known as The Floating Dragon Council. Something no human has ever done before.

In the council, it was twenty dragon kings and queens of their respective clans and elements, underneath them were the princes and princesses, and last but certainly not least, the dragon generals. Who had a power position right underneath the kings and queens.

The council had two overheads and that was the Dragon King and the Dragon Queen. Usually, you could never swap out any kings or queens because it was usually inherited, but there was an exception. If you managed to defeat them in a battle you could take their place.

When it came to swapping out the overheads you had to challenge them while five of the other kings and queens watched. However, this took only place if you were deemed worthy of being a challenger. The five kings and queens were chosen to be the judges were, there to prevent someone to steal the throne out of raw power alone.