(A/N): HELLO!

Okay, I'd like to start by mentioning that I have not completely finished Fairy Tail nor have I (technically) met Sting and Rogue yet. I know I was hella close but somehow I became obsessed with them and then this happened. I know I messed up parts of the timeline but whatever. This story is based with GuildMaster!Sting, after Jiemma got yeeted. So just pretend guild masters can fight and that they have extended time limits :)

I also based this fight from many of the ones seen in Fairy Tail. I have a hard time writing them and coming up with an original fight scene so I borrowed a few ideas and put my own spin on them. I don't think they're that noticeable, but if you're like me and have certain FT fights memorized by heart then you'll know exactly which details I'm talking about.

Anyways. I hope you enjoy it!


Chapter I - Risking My Pride

Your heart is pounding, one beat at a time. Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath, like Erza told you to do earlier.

This is it. I can't let fear drag me down today.

Today's your day to fight in the Grand Magic Games; today is the first time you will be fighting for this competition. Having only joined Fairy Tail recently, you were beginning to feel more anxious than you ever had before. You had no idea what was going to happen, or who you were up against.

Your hands were starting to shake, you realize as you step up to the door of the arena. You know that your battlefield is waiting just beyond this door.

I can't let my opponent see me like this.

You tried not to think about what would happen if you failed, if you were defeated. Unshed tears begin lining up behind your eyes as you grip your fists even tighter. Stars, you were weak – a Fairy Tail mage, about to cry because she was scared to fight! What a joke. I shouldn't have signed up.

You hear your name being called by a familiar voice behind you. Turning around, you catch sight of Natsu, Gray, Erza, Lucy, Happy, and Master Makarov walking up to you. Forcing your tears away, you try to fake a grin.

They know you're scared and you hate yourself for it.

Your friends are smiling and waving at you. Erza, however, frowns upon seeing your faux smile. It fades as soon as she glances at you; there's no point in hiding it anymore.

The scarlet-haired wizard says your name, "I know this is your first Grand Magic Games fight. It's okay to be scared. You have no idea what to expect, and that's okay."

"Yeah!" Natsu agrees, giving you one of his signature smiles, "you'll do great! I know you will!"

"You just have to give it your best shot. Who cares if you win or lose so long as you do the best you possibly can?" Gray points out. You notice that he's half-naked again, but don't comment on it. It makes you giggle, which lifts your spirits a bit.

"And remember that you're an S-Class wizard, too! There aren't many people who can beat you!" Lucy states, smiling too.

"Aye, sir!" Happy chimes in. "We're rooting for you!"

"You just have to get out there and show them what Fairy Tail wizards are made of!" Erza encourages.

Then, somehow, a group hug is initiated. Simultaneously, you can't really breathe but can still smell Natsu's ashy scent along with Gray's weird yet soothing cologne. Not only that, but you get a whiff of strawberry from Erza and – lavender, maybe? - from Lucy. Happy just smells like fish, as per usual. It's this eccentric combination of smells that would be absolutely disgusting to an outsider yet reminds you of home.

Wiping a tear away from your eye, you smile; this time around, though, it's much more genuine.

"Thanks, guys. I really needed that," you admit.

"Remember that you're a part of our family. A crucial piece, at that," Makarov states.

"Now, GET OUT THERE AND SHOW THEM WHAT FAIRY TAIL'S ALL ABOUT!" Natsu screeches.

"I'll do my best!" you promise.

"That's what I like to hear!" Makarov announces. You're then shuffled out by Mato, who babbles about rules and all that. You don't tune in.

You're all fired up now.

The crowd goes absolutely nuts once you're outside. You suddenly feel insecure, but automatically shove it away. You have to do this. Your guild is counting on you! You can't give up now!

It seems as if your competition is already out. Looking up, you see two males, whom you recognize as Sting and Rogue.

You narrow your eyes. Weren't they both Dragon Slayers from Sabertooth?! Not only that, but you'd heard that duo was powerful as hell.

Once you're across from them, Mato stops you before walking in between you and the couple.

"Alright, miss! You're an S-Class wizard – a capable one, at that! And these two are – as I'm sure you've heard of – the Twin Dragons of Sabertooth! Now, since this is your first time, we're giving you a choice – you can fight one at a time or both at once. What's your verdict, miss?"

You frown. It'd probably just be better to fight both of them at once, even if it's hard. You've heard rumors about these two – they were strong. How would you fare against both of them?

Your magic was one typically unheard of, but not considered a Lost Magic: sancti-umbrakinesis, the manipulation of holy darkness. You knew right off the bat that Rogue was going to be a challenge simply because of that. Sting's magic, you knew, was considered to be 'holy' among many. Hm, then that means you need to save your trump card. Eh, but who said you didn't like challenges? You also notice that they scheduled this fight near sundown on purpose. That would mean once the sun disappeared, you would be at (hypothetical) full strength. That would likely apply to Rogue as well.

"I'll fight both of them at once," you answer. Sting seems surprised; Rogue, on the other hand, remains emotionless. The crowd goes wild once more, but among what seems to be thousands of voices, you swear you can hear Natsu screaming at you.

"Alright, then! Our last match of today is (Y/N), the umbrakinetic mage of Fairy Tail against the Twin Dragons of Sabertooth!" You're secretly relieved that Mato forgot to add the sancti- prefix; that might've just saved your skin.

Sting seems to be talking quietly with Rogue; however, Rogue doesn't seem to be paying attention. He's focused solely on you, dark eyes studying you intently. You stare right back at him, your previous anxieties having dissipated and replaced with the unwillingness to be intimidated. Even if you weren't looking at him, you would know he was staring at you. The feeling of those blood-red eyes boring into you is too distinct.

There was something strange among wizards who shared a similar type of dark magic. They had abilities to read each other, to predict movements or spells, to feel each other's presence. Rogue's magic was far too powerful for you to interpret and you knew for a fact it was the same way for him with you. Frowning, you tune back in to Mato's rant.

"You three have a two-hour time limit! The winning side will receive five points for their guild! Once one side is unable to continue fighting, the other will win! I want a nice, clean fight! You...you hear me?" Mato trails off once he realizes you and Rogue aren't listening. In fact, your magic is swelling up around you, causing bits of black and orange wisps to swell around you. He responds by doing the same thing, except his is completely black. The sky above the arena begins turning black, the two of you almost inadvertently casting an absolute darkness spell.

You've always thought of this as T-Posing in magic. Whoever can seem the most intimidating asserts the most dominance.

And you're hella determined to win this.

You hear the announcers in the background discussing this occurrence. You simply don't care; you have one goal and you intend on reaching it, come hell or high water.

"YEAH, (Y/N)! SHOW 'EM WHO'S BOSS!" comes Natsu's voice.

The announcer doesn't even have time to start the fight because you and the other two are already racing towards each other. You swear you could feel your pupils shrink with the adrenaline rush of a fight as you raise your dominant hand, preparing your first spell.

Sting starts off the fight with a spell signature of the typical Dragon Slayer: White Dragon's Roar or whatever. Bursts of light are chucked your way. You're able to summon a black-and-orange magic circle before it hits you, though.

Rogue has disappeared: you sense him behind you, chanting underneath his breath. You turn momentarily to deal with this, but in the same time span, Sting sends a punch your way. It's a doozy, but somehow, you're able to dodge Rogue's spell but not the blow. You're sent stumbling backwards from the hit, but you brush it off. Better a physical hit than a magical one.

Now, it's your turn to attack: you choose a dark energy assault spell which will (hopefully) cause a bit of damage. Chanting the necessary Latin, you open a magic circle before manipulating the waves of dark energy hidden around the two men. Sting is evidently caught off guard; he tenses at the sight of the nega-ergokinetic spell and is hit. Rogue, on the other hand, easily dodges. You can tell he's more quick-witted than his partner.

A similar pattern emerges for the next half hour or so; neither group is quite able to grasp the upper hand. It's only until Sting ends up on your right side and Rogue your other that something happens.

"UNISON RAID!"

They both summon their respective attacks, but this time they're able to refine it to approach you from both directions. On instinct, you summon two magic circles: one on your left hand, the other on your right. The attacks hit the magic circle roughly, but you manage to hold both circles for quite a while without draining too much energy.

These two are relentless, though.

"Having fun yet, sweetheart?!" you hear Sting call. Something about the pet name rubs you the wrong way. You don't answer.

"While you truly are an honorable mage, we should end this," Rogue comments for the first time. They strengthen their blast in an effort to overwhelm you, but you're not having it.

Focusing your dark energy, you concentrate on using Make magic (which a certain pervy popsicle may or may not have taught you) to cover their blasts. The nice thing about your energy is that it's hard to see or detect unless you are the wielder. The invisible particles of dark energy gather around the beam of the Unison Raid you're fending off.

And then, in a matter of a few seconds, you catch them off guard.

"Night Make: HAND!" you shout. In an instant, the particles solidify, in a sense, and grab both beams of energy. From there, you keep a hold on your circles before jumping over the small slope beside you three and flipping upside down before forcefully twisting both circles, their beams, and in turn, Sting and Rogue. The two mages go flying in opposite directions as the blasts vanish along with your circles.

"Night Make: KNIVES!" you yell. Several small combat knives made out of dark matter encompass your figure before you haul them in your opponents' directions. You smile smugly upon hearing them grunt in pain (especially Sting).

You decide to take this opportunity to use a stronger attack.

Another complex magic circle appears before you, and from it, you summon a raw burst of dark energy before sending it Sting's way. You know it won't have any effect on Rogue, so you decide to focus on eliminating the blondie for now.

Rogue is back up on his feet and is already preparing another spell. You notice his cloak is ripped in places; you must have really caught him off guard then.

The two continue blasting Dragon Slayer moves at you. You stay on defense mode for a while before you get tripped up and hurt from one of the attacks. You grit your teeth and keep going.

After a while, they cast some spell that enhances their abilities and you start getting overwhelmed. You don't have the power to change your body to adapt to the darkness itself; in that way, Rogue has the upper hand. At one point, you are unable to find a chance to attack because they're going so fast.

That just means I need more speed!

After you try to defend yourself against several attacks, you cast an ancient summoning spell to at least distract the two for a moment. A magic circle in the shape of a pentagram appears behind the two Dragon Slayers. Rogue turns to investigate while Sting tackles you to the ground.

"You aren't going anywhere, beautiful," he sneers, a playful smirk on his lips.

"Evidently, yes."

Sting looks up as Rogue starts fending off the demons you summoned. Blondie seems conflicted as to whether or not he should help his companion or keep you down.

You hear Rogue give a frustrated cry before he just sends a powerful dark magic attack sweeping up most of the demons. One, however, eyes Sting holding you down.

Sting groans as it sends a simple attack towards him. Another creeps up behind him. You command it to get him off of you so you can cast a skill-enhancement spell. It works, and you scramble to your feet, hearing blondie release a wave of choice words.

By now, you've forgotten that there's an audience. You hear cheers directed towards you, and as grateful as you are, you have to focus.

Closing your eyes, you open a magic circle beneath your feet. You can tell your adversaries are trying to stop you, but the circle beneath you provides defense until you're finished casting.

This particular spell was written by you and perfected by Mirajane, the little devil. She rephrased it in such a way that allowed you to temporarily take on the traits of a demonic leader. That meant several aspects of your physical traits were significantly boosted. However, since so much energy was being produced from your body, you knew that you had to comply with the amount of energy your cells could generate in terms of bursts of energy: in this case, ATP, or adenosine triphosphate. The spell itself would only last for ninety seconds max because of this factor. You silently thank you Magics & Biology teacher back in high school.

You begin levitating off the ground, the magic circle fading underneath you. Rogue uses a booster-type spell, and, before you know, the two of you take the fight to the sky.

You spot him above you, so you throw a magic-enhanced punch up towards him. The blow hits him, but also destroys a large chunk of the ground somehow. After that, you're temporarily blinded. Once you fly out of the debris, still drifting across the air from the momentum you had gained, fist still raised, you stay still and listen for movement.

While you can't accurately pinpoint his location, you can sense his general area because he seems to have dissipated into darkness. You can feel his aura in the dark energy around you. He's moving fast, and tries to reanimate himself behind you, but you dodge just in time before feeling the former spell wear off. You begin falling, but are unfazed as Sting suddenly appears. You're able to grab him and reposition yourself so that you can kick him while falling and attacking with a nega-ergokinetic spell.

The magic circle appears on his chest. His eyes widen before you finish the spell and send bolts of dark energy across the battlefield. They launch themselves in his direction.

You hit the ground roughly, but otherwise relatively okay. These two are doing a number on you, but you refuse to let them win. You will not back down.

Sting's down; knocked out, it seems. You're not sure how long that's going to last, so you cast a simple sleeping spell that only works when your opponent has been temporarily pacified. That'll keep him out until you're finished.

"Wow! Sting is out of the match, folks – I repeat, Sting is down! The battlefield is in absolute chaos – with one Dragon Slayer down, the fight's been narrowed down to both of these powerful dark mages!" you hear the announcer screech. The crowd cheers, and among the blurred faces, you see an unmistakable pop of pink, blue, red, and blonde. You smile a bit before returning your focus to Rogue.

"I fear we underestimated you," Rogue states. You two are standing across from each other. "I'm not surprised to see that this imbecile has already fallen," he nudges Sting with his foot. "Nonetheless, the sun is setting."

"I assume it's going to amplify your power as well?" you question, placing a hand on your hip.

"Indeed," he answers. You're exhausted, but you know he is too, even if he's hiding it well.

Now, though, it's time to figure out how you're going to beat him.

He's smarter than Sting, you know that much just from the way he fought. How would you be able to outmaneuver him? You'd have to be careful about this.

Wait.

That's it.

"Contestants, you have an hour of battle left!" Mato yells from the sidelines. You grin.

Plenty of time.

You knew that you would have to think this through. Suddenly, you're glad you didn't use your other magic against Sting.

This magic is the manipulation of holy fire, which was a crucial piece of sancti-umbrakinesis. Since it was a sacred magic, it wouldn't have worked as well against Sting. But Rogue, on the other hand...his magic was darkness, the shadows: the very thing holy fire was meant to destroy.

You don't have any more time to think because he has created a magic circle underneath him. His eyes are closed.

"Here we go, folks – the final part of this intense battle! The night will enhance both of their magics!"

You're not surprised when Rogue conjures many shadow warriors, similar to the demons you'd summoned earlier. Swinging your arms back, you decide to use the Requip magic Erza had taught you. You summon a pair of twin knives, engraved with sacred symbols meant for getting rid of demons and the supernatural. Also known as your specialty.

You engage with hand-to-hand combat against these creatures. You're immune to their spells since your magic is technically superior to them.

You don't want to use magic energy if you don't have to, so you continue fighting off the summons. Your knives prove to be the perfect weapon against these creatures as you continue slashing at their necks and sinking your blades into chests.

You clear them out fairly quickly.

"Not only are you adept at wielding umbrakinesis, but you also specialize in Make and Requip magic. A wise idea," he comments, a small smile creeping onto his lips. You return it.

"Well, I can't be completely affixed to one, now can I?" you state.

"Point taken." He pauses. The sky is getting darker and darker as you two speak.

"Oh boy – with the setting sun and two formidable mages of darkness readying for who knows what, we're bound to see quite the light show!" the announcer yells.

Once more, a steady quiet falls upon the battlefield. The only sound is the slight breeze drifting through the arena as the two of you wait for dusk to fade to complete black.

The sky turns orange.

Then gets dark

darker

yet

darker

And, once the night has fallen?

Rogue's eyes flare red, and yours dark orange.

He starts off the new phase of this exhaustive battle with a three-tier magic circle attack aimed horizontally. His magic circles are no longer solid black, but have bits of dark red intertwined with its pattern. Smirking, you counter the attack with a spell of your own.

"Chaos, chaos!" you murmur, a circle forming in front of you as you jump in the middle of the attack and send a blast of your own. Your magic protects you from the dark mage's assault.

Closing your eyes as the darkness envelops you, you cross your arms in the shape of an X, holding two fingers up on each hand.

You channel the rest of your dark magic into casting a powerful dark spell. You had memorized the Latin in preparation for a moment like this:

"Iubeo tibi redire ad ubi ventus es. Arcesso caeleste iuvare ego in reversio huius impuritae!"

Silver, glowing symbols appear on your arms, stomach, forehead, neck, and legs as you swing your arms outward and let the spell rage. It overpowers all three of Rogue's magic circle and barrels towards him. You hear him grunt before opening your eyes.

Ladies and gentlemen, we got him!

Parts of his outfit are completely torn or burnt up. A bit of blood is dripping down the side of his face. He doesn't seem mad, though: in fact, it's like he's more impressed than anything.

"That's a rare spell," he notes, a tinge of (was that envy?) in his tone.

You chuckle. "I know. It was difficult to learn, but completely worth it."

"I see." He extends his arms before smirking and recasting that ability-enhancing spell. "I suggest we end this now since we're approaching our time limit."

"Sounds good to me."

You immediately summon your holy fire and wrap it around your wrists, similar to how Natsu would on occasion. Your sight isn't an issue, since you're a mage of darkness and have night vision, of sorts, so you see Rogue just fine. That is, until he vanishes into the shadows.

"She's a fire mage too?!" You hear someone yell from the stands.

You know if you were too careful, Rogue would be able to tell you were up to something. In order for this to work, you would have to get him either annoyed or angry. It may prove to be a challenge, but hopefully the results would be worth the risk.

Plus, you were around people who were very annoying and angry on a daily basis.

"I'm all fired up!" you yell, earning a distant screech from Natsu. You know Rogue won't react, but you can tell from the slight shift in the darkness around you that he's not a fan of this. You start firing out all the fire puns you can muster before he appears beside you and engages you in hand-to-hand combat enhanced with his darkness-enveloped fists. You're able to keep up with him while also spraying your fire everywhere. He's fast and addresses his technique with finesse, but your moves aren't as formal and are much more unpredictable. You know that's why you can hold your own against him. While you're distracting him with the combat, you discreetly place invisible magic circles in a specific pattern on the ground, making sure to keep him within a close range of them.

A few hits and burns later, you've accomplished your goal. Mustering the last of your strength, you push him back before flipping out of your magic circle pattern.

It was then Rogue realized his mistake.

You chanted a Latin spell that allowed the flames of holy fire to jolt up around him, effectively trapping him. If the fire weren't holy, you knew it wouldn't have affected him. But holy fire beats anything that's dark. Even better, you'd arranged the fire's pattern in the shape of Fairy Tail's symbol.

"This fire...it's...sacred," he comments, the light of the flames revealing his face. He tries casting spells to break it, but he can't do it.

"Holy fire beats anything dark, even Dragon Slayer magic!" you chirp, unable to stop smiling.

Rogue's eyes widen.

"WE HAVE A WINNER!" the announcer screeches, causing the crowd to go wild. "(Y/N) (L/N) of Fairy Tail has single-handedly defeated the Twin Dragons of Sabertooth, earning five points for her guild!"

"We've lost..." Rogue murmurs.

"I...I did it!" you say suddenly, the realization falling over you.

You won. You put Fairy Tail back in the lead!

You beat your anxiety and managed to take them down! The Twin Dragons! You feel a surge of pride swelling in your chest as you think on that.

Before you know it, your team is at your side. Natsu and Gray are on the field, lifting you on their shoulders while Lucy and Erza are cheering wildly. You see Juvia, Levy, Cana, Mirajane, Gajeel, Freed, Master Makarov...everyone!

"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" Natsu screeches. You laugh.

"AYE, SIR!"

"WAY TO GO!"

"(Y/N), I COULD KISS YOU RIGHT NOW!"

You feel tears pool in your eyes as you laugh and look around. Rogue is gazing at you with a slight smile on his face. You remember them and hop down from Natsu's shoulders, walking towards the Shadow Dragon Slayer.

You wave your hand, putting the fire out. Then, you remember Sting and close your eyes, lifting the sleeping spell.

And sure enough, a few moments later, the blonde-haired Dragon Slayer approaches the field, eyeing Rogue, you, and your team.

"Did...did we lose?" Sting questions, frowning.

"Yes, and rightfully so," Rogue responds, folding his arms.

Sting claps his partner on the back. "Well, we tried. I knew we weren't going to win. Hell, I knew even if we could, it wouldn't have been me who beat her."

"You two were a challenge, though," you admit.

"And that in itself is a victory for us. To be considered a challenge by you," Rogue states.

Then, after that, your exhaustion settles in your body: everything hurts. You're completely out of magic power. Your legs are wobbly, and before you can fall, you're caught by a familiar pink-haired Salamander.

"You were awesome out there," he mumbles, giving you his signature smile. You laugh tiredly before squeaking slightly when Natsu bends down and slides his arm under your knees and picks you up bridal style. Sighing in content, you wrap your arms around his neck, enveloping your senses with his ashy scent.

"I know you've gotta be tired. C'mon, let's get you patched up."

"We knew you could do it!" Happy cheers, flying beside you.

With your family surrounding you, you catch one last glimpse of Sting and Rogue. They're standing together, but they catch sight of you peeking over Natsu's shoulder. You give them a shy smile.

They return it.