The Dragon Father

Tyregenium's Influence

"Councilmen, we've recovered no evidence as to the whereabouts of E.N.D," the council soldier sighed as he looked up at the semi-circle of councilmen.

The head councilman smiled, "As to be expected."

"Sir?" another council member asked.

"Oh never mind, something tells me that the cards will so turn in our favor. Continue your investigation," the head councilman shrugged.

"Yes sir!" the council soldier saluted.

"Except... focus on the guild of Fairy Tail... I do believe that they have some skeletons in the closet that haven't been exposed," the head councilman murmured.

Everyone looked to the head councilman and shivered. He wasn't intimidating; he was squat and round with short grey hair and large black spectacles... but the eyes behind the spectacles were terrifying - they, simply put, weren't human.

That night, something left the head councilman's soul; Tyregenium's mind. His consciousness floated into the next dimension of time where it entered a huge black dragon. The dragon's eyes slowly opened, they were colored black and silver, but under the color, they were cold and heartless.

The dragon yawned and stretched showing off his muscled body that was covered in large thick scales. He spread his wings with silver webbing silently boasting his large wingspan. He was a very handsome, and terrifying beast to look upon. He looked around the bonds of time and smiled. He climbed over the rock until he came to a cliff, he sat up proudly and looked down at his army.

"CHILDREN!" he roared.

He was met with a chorus of roars, growls, and screams. They stretched on for miles; dragons, fourth-generation dragon slayers that were mindless machines, and fifth-generation dragon slayers all crazy in their own way.

"Our moment is coming! Very soon the world will know you... and it will be ruled by me! My children are you ready?"

There were roars of happiness, challenge, and anger.

"Good! The dragon Acnologia is weakening, very soon he will be a laughable obstacle. His apprentices, however, are only growing stronger. You have seen what they have done to some of our strongest! Must I remind you what happens if you fail?" Tyregenium looked to a rock jutting out in the middle of the crowd. On either side hung two sets of clothes. There was a soft golden kimono with a leopard's skin lining the edges, it was bloodied and torn. On the other side hung a black suit with silver gloves covered in blood pinned up next to them; the remnants of Frexis and Synal.

"They were failures master!" someone yelled; an ambitious fifth-generation dragon slayer, no doubt.

"We will not disappoint you!" another yelled.

"They will cower before us!" one cheered.

The brainwashed dragons sat and looked up to Tyregenium with blank expressions. Those still loyal to him, however, roared their encouragement.

"They will know the true powers of a dragon!" One ruby dragon roared her challenge.

"We will fight and win master!" another star dragon roared.

"My children, your confidence is impressive but do not forget... if you fail, it is not only your life but your soul and blood on the line! Fight for them my children or I will be forced to take action!"

"There will be no need for that master!" A fifth-generation dragon slayer cheered.

"We will not fail you!" a water dragon hissed.

"Good, now continue to prepare, our time is coming my children! My time is coming! THE DRAGON KING FESTIVAL BEGINS AGAIN!" Tyregenium roared.

Every dragon and dragon slayer roared in triumph at their alpha's call. Tyregenium smiled as he looked upon his army... He was ready.

The head councilman awoke to knock on his door, Tyregenium's unconscious infecting him once more. Slowly Tyregenium stood up and looked at the door.

"Come in," Tyregenium smiled as a soldier burst into the room.

"I'm so sorry to disturb you sir but... we found something - a lot of things actually, they concern Fairy Tail," the guard cried swallowing a lump in his throat.

"Oh... did you now... let's see them, shall we?"