A/N: The idea for this story came to me in a dream. Its impact on me was profound, and the idea was simply excellent. I had no choice but to put it into reality, and therefore, this was created. If you read this story, you will also read something that was a part of my dream, and a part of my inner being.

Enjoy, for my sake :)

Chapter 1: Broken Conviction

Mega Dawn High School. Not much inspiration behind the name, except that it was supposed to "sound cool". To those that may think it's a bit corny, it's actually a pretty nice school in all honesty. It was a regular sized school, but most of its space was preoccupied by rooms unrelated to literary education; such as a swimming room, advanced technologies room, magic expertise room, psychical combat room...you get the point. Basically, it was a school focused on the idea of extensive education for those preparing to do something with their lives. No one could get this opportunity by dozing through all the classes while getting straight As. The passion was needed; the thrill and motivation to excel in a preferred field. They had to be dedicated and confident, ready to revolutionize the world. Of course, not many people were set on revolutionizing the world, but they did have the passion. There were some literary classes held in order to keep the basic fundamentals in the educational field refreshed, but there were only three of them: English, History, and Math. The specified period one took for these basic classes determined the level of such class, such as Foundations in last period to Calculus BC in first period. This was helpful to those who needed the mental stimulation that a class like Calculus BC offered. Surprisingly, there was no Science class, but that was because there were science related topics in the school already. They were much more innovative than a basic science class could possibly be.

There were eight periods a day, two of those periods being off hours. One of those periods was lunch, and another was just an off hour people could use for whatever preference. One could choose to study for an extremely important test or just sleep it off because they went to bed at Five AM. Like said before, the school's name is Mega, so there were most definitely "Mega Delicious Lunches". Well, at least they were exquisite. It was perhaps the only school where one was not disgusted with the choices of food, driving them off campus so they could head to some sort of fast-food place. An extensive amount of selections allowed anyone to select what they wanted, how they wanted it, and what they wanted with it. It was more than satisfying; it was absolutely fantastic! One did have to watch what they got though, for they could find themselves paying $30.00 for a Deluxe Sirloin with a side of Brown Cinnamon Sweet Potatoes and a Caramel Cheesecake to top it off. It did get quite expensive, but somehow there were people who managed to afford it all. Not that it mattered particularly.

There was one student in particular that went to this school, and his name was Kyousuke Watanabe. He had short, blonde hair that spiked in the front, supported with electric blue eyes. He wore a blue jacket, along with cargo jeans and black shoes. As surprising as one would think, he was not happy. Not because of a dissatisfaction with the school's offerings, but because of something else. This something else was a result of a strange space-time conflict that resulted in a population transfer. Okay, population may be a bit over-exaggerated, so "group" would be a better word. This group in particular was a guild called Fairy Tail, from a planet named Earthland and a town named Magnolia. They found themselves thrown into this world without prior warning and any sort of solution out. Because of the dilemma they managed to get caught in, they suddenly became a part of the school. Try as they did to find a way back to their homeland, they only realized that they could be stuck in this world for as short as three years to as long as the rest of their lives. No one had the technology to develop a portal that could travel through space and time, and no one in the guild wanted it to be disbanded. They came very close to doing so, but luckily the school suggested they become involved in their program.

This was where the magic began to happen. Part of the integration process with the school was to find a "partner". Strange as it was, they did, and they did it quite easily. It was all based on instinct; whoever the Fairy Tail wizard wanted to be with was who they would be with. It was as simple as that, and that's why they were dubbed "relatable partners". Surprisingly enough, the instinct that induced them to choose these partners turned out to be more than that. Every partner that they found soon became their closest friend. A friend one could have fun with, a friend one could talk to, a friend one could rely on, a friend one could go to for help, that kind of a friend.

Here's the issue, Kyousuke never got a partner. That's why he wasn't happy; he never got any of those things, and it made him all the more isolated. One could say that his somewhat tough exterior contributed to it somewhat, but it was mostly due to this partner's absence in his life. It initially was some sort of curiosity, as in, "Oh, who's my partner going to be?" But it escalated from that very quickly.

Eight months later, Kyousuke came to realize that the curiosity morphed into a blade that stabbed him in the heart. One of the things that contributed to it was how people would at first attempt to make fun of him for it, saying that no one could possibly like someone like him and other various insults. That didn't last long though, for Kyousuke beat the hell out of them within seconds. He was assigned detention for doing so, yet he never showed up for it because he could care less. However, that reaction and the amount of hatred he would spew towards others somehow proved their point, for people then just avoided him like the plague. No one wanted to be around someone who felt like a threat, or someone who was deemed to be "wrong". The tables were turned against him and he was quickly marked as an iconoclast, for something out of his control. Others had mistaken him by thinking he enjoyed being alone, which was perhaps true, to avoid all the idiots that couldn't possibly understand. People would try to engage him in fights over something that could be deemed so frivolous, and Kyousuke had to fight for his life. Gangs would try to assassinate him, people would try to publicly humiliate him, officials would try to brainwash him, etc. While he survived and escaped every obstacle that was thrown at him, it wasn't like he came out unscathed. It was a scar that filled him with hatred; the kind that drove one to kill. He would in revenge murder those that dared to ruin his life even more, those that thought of him as low-life trash as he did them, those who were just worthless sheep following everyone else's game. This helped mellow down the amount of threats he received, but the pain still existed.

It eventually came to the point where he began to force himself to accept this life of pain and suffering, isolated, to never be with a soul-mate or significant other or whatever you wanted to call it…ever again. This notion drove him to tears the night before, something that could be considered rare for someone like him. But on the present day, it just coursed within his mind, being forcefully burned into his brain like a permanent stamp.

"No one gives a shit, just accept it for once." He told himself with vitriol. It filled him with hatred and darkness; resentment towards everyone that only made it worse. Yet he continued to carry it, even while heading to his English class. Walking to the class, he observed the area he was in. Grey lockers stood on top of grey floor-tiles that were surrounded by black ones acting as a border. The walls were painted a clean white, and they were either blank or covered with visuals; those including either posters, invitations, team logos, or just simply the school logo. The school logo was MEGA DAWN High School, with MEGA DAWN being printed in this bold, 3D font that gave it that grand, colossal appearance that dominated the scene. The colors used consisted of blue with shades of grey and black here and there. Those were the school's theme colors. It was surprisingly clean for a school, especially since there were those teenagers who were too stupid to pick up after themselves, at least in Kyousuke's perspective. He happened to walk past some people who were talking about various things. Kyousuke listened in on their conversation, only to toss what he heard for he found it to be useless.

Eventually, he arrived at the English class he was taking. The class itself was a requirement, so he took the first level English class in his age group. He didn't care much for the class to begin with. Walking into the class, the first thing he noticed were these two rowdy individuals that were always causing trouble.

One of them was Dayton Surogaki; someone with a knack of getting into trouble for the misuse of magic. He had brown hair that was spiked and he had vermillion eyes, along with a vermillion outfit to match. It was more of a suit, much like his partner's but with both sides being long-sleeves. He also wore white pants and brown shoes. Being a Lava Dragon Slayer, his partner was of course Natsu Dragneel, the Fire Dragon Slayer. They both were quite rowdy, shouting and throwing their arms in the air and everything, and this only annoyed Kyousuke. To him, they were complete morons. Only an idiot like Natsu would be stupid enough to use his exceed, Happy, as a way of getting him notes during a test. The exceed blatantly flew across the room, giving the answers to Natsu as he used them to cheat the test. The teacher caught noticed this and didn't intervene during the test session, deciding to give him a zero on the test and two hours of detention instead. Unlike Kyousuke, who would've probably flung into a hateful rage if he was being demanded and ordered around, Natsu went to the detention.

This was on Erza's behalf; making sure that he explicitly followed each and every rule in the school, which didn't happen most of the time. Her partner was Roxanne Laurel. This girl was covered in green, which included the eyes and hair. Her hair was in two braids with black & white tips on the ends. Roxanne's outfit consisted of a green sweatshirt with grey pants, along with white shoes. She was an interesting case because she's always admired Kyousuke, even in the midst of negativity he received from others. Unlike the others, she was quite empathetic, having felt bad for Kyousuke's lack of a partner. To her, a partner was considered to be a best friend for life, so it made her feel sad to see him go around without one. However, she was afraid of approaching him about it, for she didn't want Kyousuke hate her, more so have a reason to. She felt that he was more prone to dislike someone than like them, so she was wary of him, yet also concerned. Therefore, Kyousuke had no idea, and if he was ever to unleash his anger on her, he probably would feel no guilt in doing so. Often she would sometimes spy on him and observe him when Erza wasn't around, due to these inbuilt feelings she held for him. This would make one think that she was supposedly a shy individual, but she was far from it.

Dayton, on the other-hand, was not willing to cooperate with him. In fact, the two held a strong prejudice for each other. To start off, Dayton would quickly engage into arguments with Kyousuke when he caught him telling someone off (which happened to be quite forceful). They were both hot-headed and stubborn, so they would be at odds with one-another constantly. This would range from simple arguments to fights that spun across the whole school. Kyousuke, though, never lost a fight. It was either with him winning, or with the fight ending in a draw. This was because Kyousuke couldn't bear the thought of losing to someone like Dayton, so he would force himself to finish off every single fight he had been engaged in. There were times were he had been brutally defeated by others though, beaten to the bitter core as they left him for dead; blood on the ground and his face, broken bones, knocked-out cold. But he came back with a vengeance, an excruciatingly painful vengeance. As for Dayton, the two held a grudge against each other. Not one was willing to give up, and at one point, they may fight to the death for it.

To continue on, the class body consisted of Natsu, Erza, Gray, Lucy, Levy, Laxus, and their respective partners, along with Kyousuke. If anything, Laxus was the only one Kyousuke could relate to; both hating the class they were in. In fact, Laxus would sometimes not even come or he would just leave, simply because the class was stupid. Anyways, Kyousuke walked in and sat down at one of the available seats, which happened to be next to the disruptive Natsu and Dayton. Not that the seat mattered; anywhere in the classroom he could be and they still would've been irritating in some shape or form. At least being next to them made it easier for him to get his point across. The teacher for the class eventually came in, bringing her stuff and setting it down on the desk. Luckily, the English classes were somewhat more innovative and entertaining, even though Laxus still thought it was stupid. The teacher, after getting prepared, walked to the front of the classroom and began to give instructions. She wore all these glamourous, unusual outfits in an attempt to make herself look "beautiful" which clearly wasn't the result. The teacher also had a stuck-up attitude, as if she held some sort of superiority because of her status as a teacher.

"Hello! Welcome to English! Today we'll…" She said, slowly coming to a stop. Natsu and Dayton had suddenly burst into laughter before her, leaving her feeling interrupted. "Today we'll…" She said again, feeling disrespected in a way as the two continued to laugh. Eventually, she just stood there and waited, stressing out everyone else in the class. Luckily, Roxanne took her shoe and angrily chucked it at Dayton, hitting him in the head with perfect precision and catching both of their attentions.

"Will you two shut the hell up?! She's trying to talk!" She shouted angrily, getting them back on track. They fearfully turned to the teacher in the hopes of not being punished by Erza too, who was also quite relentless. The teacher gave Roxanne a look of relief.

"Thank you Roxanne." She said pleased, continuing on with the lesson. "Okay, so today's activity will involve you and your partner. You will have to create five different poems based on your partner's traits and characteristics." She explained. Kyousuke looked at her in disbelief; a partner activity.

"That's perfect." Kyousuke thought to himself sarcastically, watching as the teacher passed out the papers that listed the requirements and specifications. She then told everyone to get to work, and they did. That's when the class became filled with noise. Kyousuke, on the other hand, didn't have a partner. The teacher, knowing this, came up to him with a five-page packet that he would have to do regarding this.

"Well Kyousuke...since you don't have a partner, you'll have to do this yourself." She told him. Somehow, that sentence was enough to set Kyousuke off. This whole day he was trying to beat into his head how he'll have to deal with the absence of a partner, and yet here comes this stupid teacher making it clear as day. The way she said it was even derogatory in a way, since it sounded like she had an attitude because of it. Not that it was surprising; the stigma that became attached to Kyousuke would most definitely influence her in this way. His emotions started to cloud his vision, until suddenly the teacher started snapping her fingers to get his attention. "Hey...hey! Do I have your attention? Get to work." She said disgusted, handing him the paper as he snapped back to reality. Kyousuke was tired of this crap, and her attitude was enough to ignite the dynamite. Taking the paper, he ripped it to shreds right before her eyes, getting up and looking her right in the eyes.

"At least you taught me one thing; you're full of crap." He told her coldly, leaving her in a state of fear. Then, he quickly walked out the door and slammed it behind him, leaving her paralyzed as everyone else watched in surprise. No one tried to stop him, nor try to bring him back. They knew that he just wouldn't do it, no matter how hard they tried.

Even Natsu felt this way, for he personally had a talk with Kyousuke that ended in disaster.

"Why do you always talk to everyone like they're trash?! That was uncalled for!" Natsu said angrily. Kyousuke had just angrily told off someone who randomly came up to him and told him about a dress they got for Lucy, offending him in a way. He had a response to that.

"Why do you care?"

"You can't just disrespect someone who has something you don't! Maybe you don't have them, but people have feelings!"

"Like you would know!" Kyousuke yelled, screaming in his face without restraint. He went on to verbally annihilate him with nothing but pure hatred. "Why don't you just shut your damn mouth?! You don't know shit about what it's like to be hated and resented for something that was out of your control! Everyone loves you, so shut the hell up you dumbass! Every waking day, I continue to wonder who will try to kill me today because you and your stupid ass friends, along with everyone else in this pathetic school, thinks they know everything and tries to erase me from the brutal, cold reality! Never, ever, talk to me again you stupid bitch!"

And with that he walked off, leaving Natsu to never speak with him again. Natsu was left in complete shock at such a response, having never received such a heartfelt, hateful response from someone who reminded him of another he once couldn't trust. Natsu's rage was common and known, but Kyousuke's was scary because it was rare that he would explode, and this was one of those instances. Their ties were severed completely, and any chances of it being rekindled had been lost due to Kyousuke's hatred for him.

Back to the present, Kyousuke walked out into the halls and decided to leave the school. His rage on the inside began to grow quickly; having bottled up all of it all this time. He walked faster; the desperation to leave growing ever stronger. The rage kept growing, and he kept moving even faster, running at his fastest in pure rage. It kept growing, and he couldn't stop it. It began to control him, and the rage entered his mind and colored his tainted his thoughts with the experience he just witnessed. He tried to exit the school before it became too strong, but it did so too quickly. Angry and full of frustration, he slammed himself into the lockers with brute strength, leaving a large dent in one of the doors as he released all that bottled up rage.

"Damn them ALL!" Kyousuke yelled angrily, kicking the lockers with brute strength as he then turned around and lied against them. He tried to relax, controlling his anger as it continued to seep from his soul. All he could think of was the amount of hatred he held for everyone, and how they treated him with such disrespect. To think it would escalate to these levels over what was originally deemed to be a minor issue; it was just unbelievable. Being in the school made it seem like a partner was a requirement and not a personal need. To Kyousuke, he was horrified over the lack of one, and yet the school thought it was okay to ridicule him for such. Yes, the school was in on this too, for they couldn't help but become sheep to the stigma created by the students in the school. The goodness in Fairy Tail became blinded by the lies from the stigma, and any chance of seeing Kyousuke for who he really was became impossible. Kyousuke hated them, and he didn't need them either; he just needed a person in specific. Who the hell was that person in specific? The lack of knowledge of such only frustrated Kyousuke even more, who had been waiting for an answer since the beginning of such horror.

"To think a guild's appearance would somehow screw my life over." Kyousuke said to himself disgusted. He couldn't believe it, yet it was the reality...the sad reality. Kyousuke turned onto his right side, looking down at the ground in frustration before looking up at the wall next to the lockers. What caught his eye was something rather unusual; unusual enough to wash away the rage and replace it with curiosity. It was some sort of invitation, but it was unlike the others, which were for stupid school clubs that didn't serve much of a purpose. The invitation was clear and precise, stating specifics for some sort of drafting. Kyousuke read it out-loud.

"This is an invitation from the well-known, special undercover agency known as Stealth Overdrive. Having been sponsored by MDHS, we are interested in drafting new members for our group. This is not any normal school group; this is an agency that specializes in high-tech, advanced weaponry in order to eliminate and eradicate possible threats to our nation. If you're willing to be a part of a group that may put your life at risk for a greater good, be sure to come to our demonstrative assessment base on March 18 at 2:30 PM in the Recon District. Bring any personal weaponry you wish to use in such a group, and take note: YOU WILL NOT BE INVOLVED IN ANY CLASSES AT MEGA DAWN FROM THEN ON." He read aloud. It caught his attention, and something stirred within him. It was like there was something about the invitation that made him feel drawn to it, as if he had to do it.

"I'd sure like to get away from these morons." Kyousuke said to himself in relief. He then suddenly remembered a conversation that he overheard. Apparently, not every Fairy Tail member was present in the school. This idea motivated him even more; what if his partner simply wasn't in the right place at the wrong time? Kyousuke took the invitation and stormed out of the school, heading back to his house as he got ready for the event the next day. Stopping him at this point would simply be pointless. Getting away from the school, finding the answers to his problem, and finding the one, was absolutely enough to get him going.

Eventually, the day had already passed. It was the day of the drafting, and Kyousuke wasn't at the school. His angry exit of the English class had seemed to already have flown over their heads, for everyone was doing their thing as usual. Levy, somehow remembered the strange incident, and it made her curious.

"He reminds me of him quite a bit. They're so similar." She thought to herself curiously. Apparently, Kyousuke had reminded her of someone she knew in the guild, who she hadn't seen in a while. It made her worry indeed, but there wasn't anything she could really do about it. For everyone else, the main thing on their minds was the drafting. They would be watching it as an audience, so they were quite excited. This group did happen to be very important, and the group was widely discussed throughout the world.

Kyousuke, on the other hand, was focused on the drafting too. He was actually going to be a part of it though, and that's what made all the difference. At his place, he had already gotten himself prepared for the demonstration. He wore a black, long-sleeved coat that went down to his lower-calf with blue electricity stemming from the bottom up as a decorative design. Along with that, he wore grey cargo pants and black shoes to compliment the coat, also wearing a grey t-shirt underneath. He had two weapons that he would employ in the use of this test, one of which being a chokuto. The blade was bright and clean, shining brightly alongside a set of black and red pistols. These would be his signature pistols, for he crafted them himself and knew every working component of each gun. These were a "personal weapon" indeed. Ready to go, he requipped the sword back into the requip world whilst holstering the two pistols he had. With that, he had everything he needed, and he was ready to continue on with the demonstration.

"Let's do this." He said to himself, heading off to the Recon District. It was time to unleash the hidden power he had been preserving all this time.