Hello everyone and welcome to my first ever fanfiction! Well technically second, I made another fanfic on this site a few years ago but I don't recommend checking it out. It's all over the place and has more cheese than a Wallace and Gromit short. But you don't care about that. Who even reads A/N anyways? But if you are reading this, thank you for taking some time for me to give you a heads up on what you're in for. Now you may be sighing with complete exhaustion right now. "Ugh… another Gary Stu OP OC fanfic? LAME." And I would normally agree with you. Fanfics like that have always given me a headache, which is why I dumped my first fanfic due to how it made me realize how hypocritical I am. After that I swore to never make another OC fanfic again…. You can see how that turned out. So why make this? Well, it's because of a little video game called Xenoverse 2. I was new to Dragon Ball and I noticed that I was running low on PS4 games. So I figured why not get the Dragon Ball game everyone was so hyped up for? But FighterZ wouldn't come out for another month so I got the next best thing. And I fell completely in love. It was amazing creating my own character learning all the cool moves and interacting with all the different characters from the show. It really solidified my appreciation for DB in a new way. But now that FighterZ is out and Xenoverse is yesterday's news, there's not a whole lot for me to do. So I decided to take my character and write a fanfic about them. Now before we begin, I'm gonna set some ground rules. My OC shall NOT be insanely OP. Some writers tend to make their OC's or just DB characters in general insanely overpowered in these fics. Not to discredit them but that gets really boring really fast. So my OC shall be on the same power level as the FT characters. Some DB fans may complain about that but my fic, my rules. Also, this isn't going to be some generic self-insert fic, plenty of other characters will have their time to shine like they did in the canonical story, but I will probably add in some new characters to the storyline to give my character some meaning. I will actually focus on each character and how they interact with one another and how my OC's presence changes these events. Now I am by no means a good writer and I really appreciate constructive criticism, so when it seems common that I'm butchering the English language, or I'm rushing through the story, please let me know in the comments/reviews. Now I'm to attempt doing something that is very hard to do. Give my character a personality, that is going to be extremely hard without making him seem too generic or a Gary Stu, so I would really appreciate your help. And lastly, thank you for reading my story.

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It was a quite dreary day in the magic land of Fiore, the normally bright blue sky was covered in gloomy clouds as thunder roared. Rain relentlessly down upon any that dared to walk out in the open. Fortunately, no one was that foolish, as all the shops and houses had been locked tight, a few even barricaded, preventing all wind and water from disturbing the tenants of the said building. Unfortunately, "no one" is a bit of an exaggeration, in this case, trudging down the cobblestone path was a lone figure. Bracing itself through the harsh winds.

The figure in question was a man. He was quite short for a human being, on average he would only stand up to one's kneecaps. He was clearly old with a stern, wrinkled face, a big gray mustache, and a balding head only covered by his maroon hat. His attire was simple, with navy blue shorts and overcoat covering his yellow and green shirt, and a pair of simple brown shoes. Supporting him an old staff twice his height. Now if any old sap were to come across him, they would poke fun and jeer at him for his dwarf-like appearance, were it not for his title. For this was Makarov Dreyar, guild master of Fairy Tail and one of the ten wizard saints, the strongest wizards in the country.

Said wizard was grumbling to himself after a bad day. He had to sit through another long and boring council meeting, the stuck-up politicians complaining about how unprofessional his guild was and shoving a colossal amount of paperwork into his hands. And if that wasn't enough the minute he stepped off the train into Magnolia, a horrible storm started to pick up. And so he started the long journey back to his guild.

On his way he attempted to gain access to one of the many buildings around him, hoping to wait out the storm, or at least borrow an umbrella or something. But alas, all surrounding buildings paid him no mind. If he knocked or shouted, the residents would pretend like he wasn't even there.

"Bunch of rude mouth-breathers," Makarov grumbled under his breath. "I remember a time when others didn't turn away an old man during a storm. Not that I'm that old." As he continued his little rant he stomped forward through the flooding streets. The only upside to this storm is that he now had an excuse to get out of the paperwork the council gave him when the *ahem* wind blew it out of his hands.

He sighed to himself as he marched onwards. Once he got back to his guild he could pretend this day was a bad nightmare, drowning the memories with the sounds of his children. And beer, lots of beer.

But then he paused mid-step. He turned his head to look down a dark alleyway. Funny…. He could have sworn he…There! A small flicker of energy, almost like magic but not quite. Being a naturally curious fellow he decided to investigate. He calmly walked down the alley as he started to notice a small flicker of golden light. Once he approached it closely he came upon quite a surprise.

Sitting down in the alley was a boy, no older than eleven. He was fit for his age, with skin just between pale and tanned. He had a round face with a mop of, oddly enough, ocean blue hair. His eyes matched as they seemed to shine out in the darkness. He seemed to be wearing some form of blue, skin-tight suit that had seen better days. Over it, he seemed to have some sort of black armored vest with red accents. Upon his hands and feet, he had black boots and gloves.

He was sitting against the back wall with his knees pulled up to his chest. His hands cradling a small golden ball of light, seeming to flicker in and out of existence. His face seemed to be one of frustration with tear stains running down his cheeks.

Now being the nice man he was, Makarov cleared his throat. "Excuse me, young man, are you alright?"

The boy jumped out of his skin before he took notice of the small man. "Yeah, I'm fine." The boy answered before looking down.

"Really?" The old man raised an eyebrow. "The tears in your eyes say otherwise."

The boy seemed confused before he touched the liquid leaking from the windows to his soul. He scowled to himself before rubbing his eyes and turning away. "It's just rainwater," he mumbled half-heartedly.

"Sure" Makarov shrugged, deciding to play along. "Where's your home kid?"

"Uh…" The boy shrugged. "I don't really have a home, at least not in Magnolia."

"Oh?" Makarov asked, getting more curious. "Then what exactly are you doing in a place where you have no home?"

The boy seemed to grow more distant. "I...actually came to join Fairy Tail."

Makarov couldn't stop the smile on his face, "Then why aren't you in the guild now?" He asked, calmly "I hear their master is away at this time but I'm sure they'll be glad to have yo-"

"I DON'T KNOW! ALRIGHT!" The boy shouted. His outburst nearly giving Makarov a heart attack.

"I. DON'T. KNOW!" The boy continued his rant, "A few weeks ago my teacher just left. Didn't say where he was going or why. He just left!" Tears were once again running down the boys face. "Before he left he said I should join a guild. I thought I could join Fairy Tail since it's the strongest in Fiore but…" the boy seemed to finally stop shouting. "I don't know if that's the best decision. Why would they accept a pathetic little kid like me? Or even if they do, would I even fit in? And even after that, what the heck am I supposed to do from there?" The boy was now holding his head in his hands as he continued to silently sob.

And now all the pieces fall together Makarov thought to himself. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. The boy flinched but didn't pull away.

"I understand." the old man said in a calm tone. "Starting out in a big world like this on your own at such a young age is terrifying. You don't know what to do or what will happen." He paused for a moment, for the boy to bring his head up, then continued "But that is what the guilds are for, each and every one of their members helps and supports each other. They are all guides and shoulders to cry on, they are a family." The boy stopped crying to gaze at the guild master in wonder and confusion.

Seeing that he was getting through to the boy, Makarov smiled. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Makarov, the guild master of Fairy Tail." The boy let out a gasp as realization dawned on him. "I see every member of the guild as my children and I would be more than happy to let you in my family." He then looked down at the boy questioningly. "That is if you're willing to come with me."

The boy's first reaction was to stare down at his feet in thought. Then he wiped the tears and stood up to his full height, just half a head taller than Makarov. And he stared at Makarov with determination.

Makarov smiled a toothy grin. "Alright then." He said as he turned out of the alleyway. "Let's move quickly. The sooner we get to the guild, the sooner we get out of this storm."

The boy smiled excitedly and hurried after the guild master. "That reminds me," Makarov stated out loud. "I never got your name."

"Drako." The boy said with an expression full of hope.

All the while Makarov just kept on smiling, Well, He thought, Perhaps today won't be so bad after all.

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Well, the Prologue is now completed. In case you're confused, my character is kind wearing a model of Vegeta's armor, just replace the white with black and the yellow with red, also no, Drako's teacher is not a dragon. And this takes place a few weeks after Erza joins the guild. Now I'm not an idiot. Ki isn't magic, at least in the Dragonball universe. But this is first and foremost a Fairy Tail fic, just with some DB elements. Don't worry, it's not a complete overhaul, I'm just slightly altering things so they fit the FT universe better instead of something lazy like 'they came from another universe so the rules don't apply to them'. And I will add more DB characters and elements later on, but don't get your hopes up. Now as for my character's abilities he doesn't know every single move from the series. To give you an idea, here are his super moves 1) Big Bang attack 2) Riot Javelin 3) Kamehameha (duh) 4) Ki blades (Sorry KH fans, not that kind) 5) Wolf Fang Fist. 6) Super explosive wave (Technically evasive move) I'll save the ultimate attacks as a surprise. So please support this fic and I'll try my best.