I do not own Pokemon or Fairy Tail. It is really irritating for me to not put the accent there, but I can't on account of the device I am using for this first chapter and possibly others in the future. This is an idea that's been rolling around in my head for about a year now. That is a long time for me to have an idea unwritten. It took time to develop and think about. Then school started and it's been a year and I've been itching to write again and now I'm rambling and don't feel the need to stop even though I should.

Just a note: the main Rangers in this story also have Ranger as a Trainer Class. I know those two don't normally double up, but I think that in some cases they should because we have had a lot of evidence within the three Pokemon Ranger games that they both reside in the same physical world.

I do own some OC's that occur in this story. Please see my profile for details. Okay, I'll leave the disclaimer and A/N as is. Enjoy! Please! PLEEEASE!

Pichu: (strums the ukulele)

By the way, this first chapter is technically a prologue, but I'm not calling it a prologue because the numbering will throw me off later.

Chapter 1: The Rangers' Choice

Professor Hastings had called in four of his Top Rangers to Ranger Union HQ on a temperate winter morning one day, prepared to offer them a life-changing opportunity. Pacing about on the third floor, impatient as ever, he grumbled, "I wish they'd hurry so I can let them decide how to use their talents."

The four Rangers in question, two male and two female, all in their mid-to-late-teens, appeared on the third floor and lined up in front of him. The taller boy, Ben, with his hair high, smiling in both his brown eyes and his lips, and his trusty Ukulele Pichu (and his primary Pokemon) by his side, pleasantly greeted, "Hey, Professor. You look chipper as always."

Next to Ben was Thomas, who was a couple inches shorter and wore glasses in front of his green eyes. Giving a slight bow, he greeted, "Good morning, Professor." His partner (and primary Pokemon), Vileplume, copied the bow, trying not to topple over on account of his large flower (yes, this Vileplume is male).

Next to Thomas was Hannah, a girl with curly brown hair that fell to about shoulder length, martial arts skills that could best Arley the Destroyer, and a Combusken standing at attention. She grasped Thomas' hand and smiled.

"Hello, Professor, and what do we owe the pleasure to?" Ranger Summer asked, one arm around Ben and the other around her Staraptor. Unlike Hannah, she had straight hair that she grew out to shoulder length. Professor Hastings grinned ear to ear when he heard her ask the golden question.

"An excellent question, Summer! Now, I've taken into account that you've been a close-knit group since the Oblivia mission in your early teenage years, so you'll probably want to stick together. What I'm offering you is the chance to put your magical abilities to more applicable affiliations. Now, you'll still be Pokemon Rangers…"

"You want us to join a magic guild," Thomas summed up Professor Hastings proposition.

"Bingo. It's a fun business without money laundering," Professor Hastings replied.

"I'd hope there'd be no money laundering going on there," Hannah said.

"Yeah. I wouldn't know where to find a washing machine that could handle it," Thomas replied humorously. In the world of puns, good and bad were equivalents. Ben burst into laughter, and Hannah, Summer, and the Pokemon soon after.

"Puns aside, we all know that you four, among others, have highly developed magical skills that could be put to good use in a guild. I happen to be acquainted with some guild masters, so discuss amongst yourselves which guild you'd like to join and I can put in a good word for you," Hastings instructed.

"Actually, we're way ahead of you on that," Hannah proudly informed him.

"We all thought it'd be awesome to join Fairy Tail!" Thomas exclaimed, barely bridling his enthusiasm.

"They have the same sense of camaraderie that the Ranger Union has, so in a way, it'd be just like home to us," Summer chimed in.

"Besides, we're about as rambunctious as they are. I mean, have you seen us play cards?" Ben added with a genuine smile. The professor could only sigh at the thought. Such a thing only ever ended up in a cluster of disastrous antics. Running naked with a pair of scissors in each hand was probably safer than playing cards with them.

"Pichu!" Pichu added, seeming to agree.

"You'll fit in just fine…" Hastings sighed again. Looking at Thomas, he asked, "Did you find it?"

"You mean this?" the bespectacled teen asked, summoning a katana from thin air. A strong breeze radiated from the sword and filled the room. Yes, this was the Requip he just used. "A legendary sword. The Gale Force Sword: Tempest."

"Another addition to your vast collection of blades," Hannah said lightheartedly.

"I have an obsession," Thomas claimed sheepishly.

"For you, it's blades. For me, it's bows and crossbows and projectile weapons," Summer chuckled as she compared their obsessions. In addition to being more than decent with wind magic, she had very keen aim, not unlike her partner Predatory Pokemon.

"I'm partial to fire, personally," Hannah admitted with a humored grin. This made her Combusken look pleased.

"Let the record show that I helped him find it. This makes up for him helping me find this," Ben smiled confidently as he said this. He reached for a small dagger sheath attached to his belt and yanked out a 3-foot sword with Pokemon Emblems going up the middle of the blade. This sword was called the Blade of the Hero, the weapon on the Hero of Oblivia.

Ben was able to use light magic. Stemming from this ability and the ability to call on Pokemon he had befriended and gained the Emblem or Ranger Sign of, he could invoke the abilities of Pokemon within his own body. However, maintaining such a state was incredibly difficult and didn't usually last beyond a couple of attacks.

"Amun's mansion was full of all kinds of secret passageways. I felt like I was in some sort of mystery novel," Thomas reflected fondly on that adventure.

"I'll get in touch with Makarov, then," the elderly man assured. To himself, he muttered, "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Then, he sped off to the nearest means of oversea communication.

Meanwhile, Makarov was in the back of the Fairy Tail guild, on a lacrima, talking to Professor Hastings. He marveled, "Interesting. Yes, I've heard about them before. They saved the entire Oblivia region. Sure, they're welcome. Send them right over-" He barely finished when all four of the teenagers in question appeared in the guild hall out of thin air.

"That was a doozy," Ben said dizzily.

"Thank you, Gardevoir," Summer thanked the Pokemon she had captured via the Capture Styler as the Gardevoir teleported away.

"You youngsters aren't Top Rangers for nothing," Makarov said with a smirk of admiration.

"We're really here!" Thomas stood up and gasped in awe. He faced Makarov and said, "Hello, sir. How are you?"

"Fine, thanks," Makarov replied. "Here's a mission for you; prepare for a life unlike any other."

"In that case, we've already completed it," Ben claimed. "We sort of figured that out when we met each other."

A barstool came flying at them. In an instant, Vileplume jumped up and used Cut, splitting it in half. The powerful, elegant, and redheaded Erza Scarlet came over and crouched down to meet Vileplume's crimson eyed gaze. She smiled and complimented, "What excellent reflexes you have!"

"Erza Scarlet just complimented my Vileplume…!" Thomas gasped in excitement, nearly falling over. Luckily, Hannah was able to keep him on his feet. "Thanks, Hannah. You're the best! I am probably too excited to be here."

"I see a half naked guy," Summer stated, gesturing towards Gray jumping on Natsu.

"That's Gray. Our very own exhibitionist," Erza muttered and leaped onto both boys. "Put some clothes on!"

"This is going to be incredibly interesting," Ben hypothesized as he joined Natsu, Gray, and Erza in their brawl.