Breaking The Ice (Natsu x Depressed Reader)

Chapter 2

Y/n POV
My father, Acnologia. Has been teaching me for 3 months so far. I have learned shadow, light, and nature dragon slaying. Plus a bit of shadow god slaying magic just because I told him I wanted to know what it was like!

"Honey, so you position yourself like this, might feel different but it really isn't !" Father turns into his human form to give me a full example. He places his feet shoulder width apart, feet facing his right while his hands are too, his arms outstretched to his right side of his body and his head follows where his hands go.

"Ice dragon, SCULPT!" He yells, an ice dragon appears, sculpted of course! "Now, your turn dear y/n." I stand how my father did, and yell "Ice dragon, SCULPT!" And a smaller dragon appears, it's tail is a bit wonky but it's almost perfect. Father claps, amazed by my work. He always has told me that I learn faster than others. It makes me feel amazing to know HES very proud of me!

1 year in
Y/n POV
I have now learned other magics, ice, lightning, air, fire, water and dark dragon slaying. He has also taught me mini lessons in the side about plain ice,fire,nature, and air magic, those only took about a week as we waited until I was done learning the dragon slaying part of those elements.

"Ok, now y/n. To get this perfect shot, you have to think about what you think poison is, vs what it really is being used for. Now, poison will tie into our virus magic lessons, so don't worry about that darling. Put your hands like this." Father makes a hand gesture almost like a finger gun but facing down to his feet, his head points up. He slowly gets engulfed into this red and black aura. When the aura leaves he has red and black scales at the edges of his face and tips of his fingers. His eyes are fully red with black dots in them and his hair has turned black.

Father started casting spells against a tree, obviously holding back on the poor tree. Once he is finished, he turns to normal again and tells me to try it. I tried it about 7 times before I got it perfect! Acnologia has seemed very impressed by me recently and that makes me happy.

3 years in
Y/n POV
"Y/n. May I talk to you?" He asks me while I carry the last load of wood into our little cave. "Yes, father. What is it?" He motions for me to sit beside him, and I do so. "Now, my sweet y/n. You know I love you, right?"

"Yes..." I respond, eager for him to continue. "Well some day soon, I will be leaving. I must do it for many reasons, main one being is that I do not want to hurt you my dear. I will turn into something you won't want to see, and I have been preparing you, one day, you will have to kill me. I know you won't want to and it will hurt. But if you care for the safety of the world, please do it when you need to because there will come a time, where you will have to get rid of me. It'll take a lot of power but I'm hoping you don't do it by yourself. Other dragon slayers exist, so, I'm about to teach you the spell to get rid of me later today"

I reach out and hug my father, he immediately hugs back. Tears stream down my face, "Father, please... please tell me you're joking..." I cried as he brushed his hands through my hair. He sighed looking up at the sky "I wish I was dear y/n. I really wish I was. Just know, you made the rest of the life I have with my sanity, amazing. You're the best kid I could ever ask for. You're brave, strong, kind, funny and just truly amazing and you'll do great things, Cannenta." Him saying my true name reminded me of the things I have to do. I disappeared, when people needed me to save them. My eyes widen with this sudden realization, Acnologia and I smile at eachother happily and I hug him. "But y/n, dear, remember this. I want you to join a guild to make friends, follow your dreams. But, don't use too much magic's if people find out you're my daughter later on, they will be scared of you, as I won't be liked. Since I am the king of dragon, I get affected by-..." he pauses. "Something more than other dragons... don't use apocalypse magic unless you have to. Limit yourself a bit so no one finds out." I decide to leave it at that, I can tell he doesn't want to talk about it so I hug him yet again.

Later that day...
Y/n POV
"Apocalypse dragon, ROAR!" Father yells, I have always wondered when he would teach me his original magic, apocalypse dragon slaying magic. A huge black and blue beam shoots out of his mouth. "You try now, y/n." He bows jokingly.

I get into my fighting stance, preparing for what I am about to do. Since I know all other dragon slaying magic pretty well, this comes easy to me now. "Apocalypse dragon, ROAAAAR!" I yell, suddenly my sweet voice goes deeper. Acnologia looks very impressed. He knew this would be my most powerful and fitting magic he would teach me. I've never felt this powerful with any other kind of magic I've been taught! I smile knowing I got it perfect on the first try. After doing so, I notice my arms. I have blue markings on them.

Father smiles. He pats my head "Good job y/n. I'm really proud of you" he says, smiling sincerely. "Those markings show your power and that you know apocalypse magic. You and I are the only ones who know it in this entire world, shocking, right? I just hope one day when you have little kids, you will teach them all I have taught you." He smiles, the happiest smile I've ever seen him make. "Oh- and by the way." He turns around to face me as he continues, "those markings will only appear when you use apocalypse magic. Since you weren't born with it. That makes it easier to hide you've ever known me personally. I'll be gone hunting my dear, y/n. Be ready for supper." He then walks off, transforming into his dragon form. I'm so interested in dragons. They're so... unique! In their own ways.

I continue to our little cave home. I sit on some pillows and lean against some boxes. I look at the ceiling and thinks bout how life would be, knowing I have killed my father. Will I ever kill my father? I sit up, my heart pounds.

A few years later
Y/n POV
I am now 14 years old and ever since I turned 13 father has been acting strange. I haven't thought anything of it until I remembered him saying he'd be leaving. He's been more distant and has had long emotional talks with me lately.

I wake up to a bright sunny day, somewhat quieter than usual. No stomping of dragon feet, or his staff dragging across the floor. I sit up looking around and all I see is a note, with a blue and black gem on a necklace.

Today is the day. I think to myself. I open the note and read. For now, I won't share what I read (hehehehe suffer for now, you'll find out later) but maybe later on, I'll be okay enough to share. I run out of the cave with all my stuff, tears streaming down my face. I remember the happy moments we've had together, a sudden image pops up in my mind. It's the night I found out about him leaving.

He wanted me to get stronger. He wants me to follow my dreams. I know this would make him happy. I wipe the tears off my face and put my brave face on, "I, the Cannenta, have a role in this world. And that is to protect" I whisper to myself. I need to protect everyone and everything.

I feel my old self coming back. The wildness and freedom I once had, all of it was just coming back to me. I sigh happily yet sad. This is what father would've wanted, I remind myself, and with that, I walk. I don't know where I'm going, just a direction.

-Kiwii💚🦎