I planned to write this a while ago, but complications came up, and I couldn't find the time. To be honest, I am pretty busy right now with school, so I probably shouldn't be writing, but I thought I would get my mind off of school by writing this.

This is obviously an AU story, and it's based off of Fairy Tail. Canon characters are dead, but their grandchildren are alive. I think I'll just get this started.

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"Do not drink the tainted water. The black water clouds the mind and brings visions of terrible evil, resulting in insanity or death." – Wendy Marvel, Chief Medic of Fairy Tail

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The entire stadium erupted into cheering, every seat filled. The grassy center of the huge stone stadium was occupied by a single brown haired man with a cocky smile, raising his fist into the air. The man was dressed in a brown leather coat with a white cape attached at the shoulders. His eyes were focused on a luxury box that sat above him, looking at the center of the stadium.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting to you, Lord Michael Rust, a member of the undefeated Team Oculus!"

The crowd went wild, the shouts and cheering growing louder with every second. Even with the cheering, Lord Rust's eyes never left the luxury box.

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"Lord Rust is supposed to be the favorite to win in this match, your highness." whispered the old man with thinning grey hair to the young man sitting in the elaborately carved chair that looked out into the stadium.

The luxury box was relatively quiet compared to the rest of the stadium, and only three people occupied it. One of them, an older man with thinning grey hair with a sharp nose and the constant expression of a noble looking down on some peasant, and a younger, stone faced man, with short brown hair and broad muscular shoulders. Sitting in the chair was a young blonde man, his expression snide, and hands drumming the armrests impatiently. The blonde's eyes were watching the stadium's center carefully, never for a moment looking away.

"Of course he's the favorite to win, Baldwin. Have you ever seen Michael lose to anybody?" chuckled the blonde man, Baldwin bowing towards him.

"Excuse me, your majesty, but hasn't Michael lost before? If I remember correctly-"

A wave of young man sitting in the chair stopped Baldwin short. The young man scoffed as he continued to watch the happenings in the center of the stadium.

"That was the exception. I recognized that Michael had incredible talent, so I sent in the best, isn't that right, Lord Hector Stone?" smiled the young man as the stone faced noble beside him nodded his head.

"Yes, anything for my king!" he said robotically, snapping to attention as soon as the young king had called his name.

The king yawned as he watched Michael defeat the most recent challenger, the challenger going down without even being able to make a scratch on the member of Team Oculus. The king finally turned away from the stadium to look at Baldwin.

"Is this really the best they can do? I should only hold the tournaments every two years now…" muttered the king as he stood to leave the luxury box.

"That would have been Yeol Longwood from Saber Tooth who just fought. The next guild to fight would be Fairy Tail. I have heard that their candidate is very formidable." Baldwin said slyly as the king suddenly stopped and sat back down.

"They're no match for Michael." chuckled Lord Stone as the loudspeaker crackled to life, announcing the next match.

"And now, from the legendary guild Fairy Tail, Gerard Dragneel*!" shouted the announcer as the entire crowd went silent at the calling of the challenger's name.

From the luxury box, the king raised an eyebrow. Dragneel? This was going to be interesting. Down on the stadium floor, Michael turned to face his next challenger, not even worn out by the battles he had fought so far. The steel gate at the other end of the stadium rolled open and the challenger stepped out into the arena. The challenger had pink hair, sharp canine teeth, and wore a red vest with a white scaly around his chest like a sash. His golden colored eyes were fierce as he faced Michael confidently.

"You used to be a part of Fairy Tail, right? I remember watching your match when I was a few years younger. You were probably one of the strongest in the entire guild, but you left. Why." demanded the pink haired mage from Fairy Tail.

The noble dressed in the brown leather jacket grinned and answered with a mocking tone. He unclipped his cape and threw it to the side, smiling cockily at Gerard.

"I got annoyed with your constant talk of 'nakama'. I moved onto better things." answered Michael simply as Gerard clenched his fists.

"Don't give me that crap…"

Michael smirked. The fool was getting all emotional. Too bad that kind of emotional strength didn't exist.

"Then show me what you got, Gerard!" shouted Michael as the announcers shouted into the speakers.

"Let the match begin!"

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This chapter wasn't as good as I hoped. This is an OC story, so send in OCs if you like it so far. Form should be on my profile.

References:*Yes, Gerard Dragneel is Natsu's grandson. They named him after Jellal/Gerard.

Other than that, I really don't have much to say. I apologize for the random-ish setting and thrusting everybody into confusion with this chapter. Anyways, I'll see you all later. FF