So...December 5th is officially the start of Lyoray Week and I did the prompts last year (you can find the fic on that) but there's not any prompts for this year right now? So I thought, since I didn't actually do the bonus prompts from last year, then I would do them this week. And then if any official prompts appear for this year's Lyoray Week then I'll do them both alongside one another (please, if someone can find the prompts, I will love you forever) Also in February, there's the Lyoray Lovefest which runs through Valentine's Day SO THEY ARE MEANT TO BE OKAY. THESE TWO ARE SOULMATES. xD Jk (ha, what a liar).

But seriously, if anyone can find me the official prompts then I will be more than grateful and you will be in my heart forever, 'kay? Kay. Btw, last year's prompts were; Warmth, Perspective, Miracle, Missed Connection, Perfection, Pretence and Magic.

Anyways, let us get on with the first bonus prompt from last year~

Prompt: Reunion

Ten years had gone by since he'd last seen him. Ten long years and holding a grudge that long due to a sort of complicated misunderstanding had led him to being filled with a cold, blood red hatred. A hatred that had enraptured his heart long ago and had never given up it's hold. Until now.

When Lyon first found himself on Galuna Island around five years ago, he had never expected things to go as far as he had planned. The demonised villagers had clearly known of his presence, yet he chose to ignore them. If they bothered him and got in the way then he'd lash out, but if they stayed put in their little village site then he would leave them be. Lyon was not one for bloodshed if he could avoid it.

Two years after his arrival, he had found Sherry, Toby and Yuka. And a few months later he would come across Zalty. The former three had been part of a wizarding guild named Lamia Scale and had decided to go out looking for a good job request they could do in the hopes of ranking themselves up within their guild. All Lyon had seen at that point was a dim-witted dog-boy, a boy who could only cast a blockage spell, and a girl who proved more worthy than the guys but only by a tiny bit. She proved more useful when he learnt she had somehow fallen in love with him.

They had helped him explore the temple on the island, and the more research he did with the books he had brought along with him, the more his plan to revive Deliora came together. When Zalty joined the team, he had proven to be a lot more worthy. He had told them about the Moon Drip, and Lyon had then immediately ordered for the Lamia Scale members to collect the frozen beast.

And then before he knew it, three more years had gone by and he had had his plans foiled and buried in the ground he stood on. The demon had been dead. He'd attempted to destroy his master's legacy. He'd betrayed his own magic. He felt terrible. But he didn't show it too much. Even if he had been expecting a downfall, he would never have expected Gray Fullbuster to be the one to make it happen.

Lyon had fought with him - hand-on-hand combat and magic usage. He had said he things he now regretted. Calling Gray a traitorous murderer certainly hadn't helped in any way. But Gray had been right when he'd said he was nothing more than a tiger in a cage. He had let his more negative emotions get the better of him, to the point he had thought he was more superior than the rest, more capable of winning his exaggerated fight with a demon from the Book of Zeref, securing his place that he had been more successful than one of the world's strongest wizards. He should've been basking in glory, not feeling his stomach flip in disbelief.

But somehow Gray had brought him back to his senses. The light. Reality. He had even gone as far as to forgive him for his actions, and that had only made him feel worse. He couldn't forgive himself for doing what he had done. Gods, he'd even ordered for the villagers to be eliminated just out of spite! He had been seriously injured, Sherry helping to support his now most likely fractured leg, and draping his jacket over his shoulders loosely. He had let her help him, though his mind was only on one thing as they all watched the Fairy Tail wizards leave the island.

Please Gray, let me see you again. He had then looked over his new...friends? ...Maybe I will take you up on the offer after all.