Fairy Tail not belongs to me, it is owned by Hiro Mashima

The cover belongs to omake of Hiro Mashima, Fairy Tail of the dead

—PRIDE + PREJUDICE + ICHIYAS—

A Fairy Tail fanfic 100% ~meeeeeeeeen, inspired by the omake of Hiro Mashima, Fairy Tail of the dead and the novel by Seth Grahame-Smith, Pride, prejudice and zombies (Austen, J. 1813, Pride and Prejudice)

WARNING: Gruesome scenes of ichiyas who terrorize and sniff humans

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OPENING: Superchic[k] - Bowling Ball

—o3o—

—PRIDE AND PHASCINATION—

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THAT NIGHT IN the Fairy Hills library, when Lucy and Erza were alone, the first, who had so far reserved her opinion of Natsu Dragneel, told her sister-in-arms how much she admired him.

"It is not the typical abhorrent's annihilator!" Lucy hugged her legs. "He is cheerful, playful, somewhat out of place; he is a special boy!"

"If he brings that goody-goody face is because he hides a horrible past." Erza claimed, looking at the cloudy sky through the window.

"Erza!"

"You know perfectly well that you tend to see only good things in others, Lucy." Erza defended herself with a shrug. "I've never heard you speak evil of any human being, even the abhorrent have ever come to sympathize you."

Lucy was silent; she knew that Erza was right. A girl with a high crib like her, accustomed to the care of the servants and the gentleness of all those around her, could hardly distinguish between a noble heart and a heartless. And when the abominable hordes came to the doors of her house razing everything in its path…

The blonde girl decided to resume the conversation.

"I was so flattered when he pulled me out to dance. I did not expect such honor."

"He is nice, despite his apathy tonight."

"What are you talking about?"

"You didn't realize it because you were too busy finishing off the abhorrent." Erza walked to an armchair near the fireplace and sat cross-legged. "During the battle tonight, I saw neither him nor the supposed wizard saint wield a knife or a stick." She said it with a flashing smile.

"Why are you always so stern with others? I'm sure he had a good reason not to take part in the battle."

"As you say, but the fact that you have failed to catch anyone, with how pretty you are, does not force you to defend the first bastard to fill you with such attentions as he has done."

"Do you think that one day, he will like me?" Lucy asked with a certain twinkle in her brown eyes.

"After what I could hear today," Erza smiled mysteriously.

"What did you hear?" Lucy asked, but the knight woman did not answer. "Tell me, what did you hear?" The celestial spirits fairy insisted, but Titania giggled, and after wishing her sister good night she left the library.

The blonde girl was pensive with her eyes lost in the darkness of the corridor, from where she heard whispering a pile of words inappropriate for the occasion and a chuckle followed by the sound of a window breaking and a powerful shriek that began to be lost to distance.

It's not hard to imagine what happened…

At the exit of the library, Erza met with Happy, who had stayed behind the door listening to everything. Happy could not contain his spicy comments of course and Titania had no choice but to silence the little cat with a kick that sent him to the moon.

—oOo—

Jellal jumped out of the carriage and after making sure the area was free of abhorrent he started walking toward the house. While listening to the repeated calls of his companions, he was not willing to answer, much less to sustain a civilized conversation. As it was, no human or abominable would dare to approach him.

All he wanted was to get to her room!

I had imagined all sorts of situations for that infernal night, even an attack of ichiyas had its own contingency plan, but of all possible scenarios, ending with a dagger in the neck was unthinkable and really absurd.

How did it happen?

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As they approached the gates of Fairy Tail Hall, he felt a twinge in his stomach that became more and more intense. The music and bustle reached their ears just like an annoying buzz, and they were still outside!

"Is this Fairy Tail? It's not bad." He heard Mirajane's sweet voice behind him. "Behave well… Elfman." The white-haired girl recommended her brother.

Jellal turned to see his companions, should he be astonished? Not at all! He was so accustomed to seeing those smiling faces full of enthusiasm, something that had long since stopped bothering him.

"And you're going to stay there all night?" Natsu asked scratching his head awkwardly.

"I wish it…" Jellal thought and sighed with resignation.

Natsu, hoping to believe that that sigh was due to some kind of nervousness in his friend, rather than his obvious displeasure to be there, raised a fearsome laugh and after reaching Elfman both entered the room of Fairy Tail leaving behind Jellal and the girls. Offering his arm to the sisters with polite, the blue-haired boy took a deep breath and prepared to pass through the gates of hell.

Capricious destiny! As well as when the universe of Mashima rubs you in the face, at that precise moment, neither before nor after, the music came to an end.

The silence that preceded this pause became really uncomfortable and Jellal felt the weight of the whole world, with all those curious and indiscreet looks that were going in the same direction and did not want to imagine what at that moment was whispering in the room. Officially, it was as terrible as he had expected.

The night passed as it should be: dull, uncomfortable, full of unusual incidents that often stuck in ridiculousness. Jellal stood immovably stuck on the wall, watching in silence without any taste for what he saw, such as the abundant fights, strange customs of courtship, exhibitions, riots, and for a moment he seemed to see a man dancing happily with a broom, when there were so many girls sitting in the living room. With each passing minute, he desired out there run.

This was Fairy Tail! The guild that for years had given so many headaches to the Magic Council and now he knew why.

Entertaining his thoughts Jellal was surprised to feel the presence of Natsu, who left for a moment the dance floor because, for some reason it had turned into a street-fight of which Elfman was the main protagonist. Setting aside the quarrel, the magicians had a few minutes to talk. The subject, a certain Lucy Heartfilia, which Natsu finally admitted to, was enchanted. One thing led to the other, and finally the conversation played host to another girl who was also at the party.

"Who do you mean?" Jellal asked, although he had a vague idea of who it was. Vague idea? The redhead girl had caught his attention from the first moment she set foot on Fairy Tail Hall! "Not every day you meet a girl with that hair color." He himself had been surprised on several occasions by thinking of this. This was not normal and before being exposed, he decided to act without showing any emotion.

The moment Natsu insisted turned his face to see the girl and looked at her with indifference. She was alone, eating a piece of cake, sitting on a stool, so watching her carefully in that tedious facet became an excellent excuse for Jellal end saying that he want not known to the famous Titania, the girl whose he had heard since coming to Fairyshire.

But then the attack occurred, and Jellal cursed to have allowed him to relax his guard. Natsu would have wished to fight beside the fairies, but he had to abstain from this action by orders of the blue-haired boy, who remained in a corner of the room watching every movement of the famous Fairy Hills fairies, and had to recognize that the rumors, though exaggerated, were true.

Then he saw her! There in the middle of the room performing that murderous dance, so sure of itself, with an air of self-sufficiency and spirit, with that red hair that indicated danger, she was an extremely dangerous woman! He knew it the instant he saw her moving toward him, taking three long steps and one last turn before stopping a few inches in front of him. At that moment their gazes crossed and they remained, staring at each other until the girl suddenly turned and walked away.

When he had finally managed to lie down on the bed, he reprimanded himself harshly. He always boasted about his control over what he used to think and what he used to feel, so… what was all that about?

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"Get out of my head!" She rummaged under the uneasy sheets.

Try as she might, Erza could not shake the memory of those mystery eyes in her head. Somehow crossing her gaze with Jellal Marvell that night awoke in her something she had never felt, she did not know what it was and she was no want to find out. In her eagerness to get rid of that, whatever it was, her thoughts jumped to the Nappiefield group.

The Strauss sisters, who were very distinguished ladies, gentle and sweet, and their strange brother, were a united family, quite pleasant and certainly very strong. In addition, Mirajane had the reputation of being a true demon when to eliminate abominable was treated. Erza could not deny it, since she had witnessed that during the party that night.

As for the fire mage, thinking about him, obligatorily led her to think about that other blue-haired boy. The redhead could not help making repeated comparisons between Natsu and Jellal. It was difficult to understand how possible a good relationship of friendship with each other was possible, however different they were. Natsu, though open-minded, unpredictable, fluctuating, and disorderly, was not stupid at all, but Jellal was very intelligent, cunning, haughty, reserved, and to some extent dangerous! And though he was an educated man, his company was not pleasant.

"I hate it." Erza ended up whispering and covering her face with the blanket, tightened her eyes to compel sleep.

—P+P+I—

Not far from Fairy Hills, by a short but dangerous road lived a family with which the fairies maintained a deep friendship.

Alzack Connell, had previously been a Fairy Tail magician, but after marrying he had retired engaging in the war-potting business, earning a relative fortune due to the growing plague. The expansion of his factory had forced him to move with his family to a house less than two kilometers from Magnolia. The Connell had a daughter, Asuka. Asuka's mother, Bisca Mulan, a reequip mage, a target shooting specialist who had the honor of being a resident of Fairy Hills and a defender of Magnolia, had Erza in high esteem. The circumstances in which these met and made friends will discover them on another occasion.

"I suppose you do not know everything that happened at last night's party." Old Hilda commented to the green-haired woman in reproach.

Bisca pointed with her special musket Connell. A series of shots went out of the gun giving everyone in the targets installed in the garden of Fairy Hills. "Grandmother, you know that in those events I only have eyes for my Asuka and my Al-Al." She replied with excessive emotion.

"Stop putting that face." Grandmother Hilda claimed. "Just looking so happy you, and remind me the five other girls and the cat that I must kick out with urgency."

"Do not be a bad grandmother, who was not so distracted, otherwise I would not have noticed certain things." The ex-fairy winked at her.

"Oh, I suppose you mean Lucy, because Natsu Dragneel watched her all night, and because she fought valiantly against the abhorrent." Old Hilda said, watching with pride the blonde girl tense the bow of Sagittarius and shoot an arrow to a target.

"Did not I tell you the conversation I heard between him and Macao? Macao asked Natsu if he liked our parties at Fairy Tail, if he did not think there were many pretty girls present, and which of them be the most beautiful. And Natsu answered the last question without hesitation, "Luce, of course! There is no doubt about it."

"Do not tell me, Luce?" Cana said with a mocking tone, carrying a bottle of sake to her lips. "Well, I would not trust that answer, everything can end up in nothing."

"That's what I heard," Bisca replied with a small smile, "And better than passably attractive." She spat those words with disgusted and worried, for she had seen the redhead girl look at the blue-haired boy since he had arrived at the party, and for a moment she was glad to believe that someone had finally come to like her dear friend. That was until…

"Bisca, do not displease Erza." Levy said. "Otherwise she'll get up and… well you know."

"Jellal Marvell is such an unpleasant man that it would be unfortunate to win his sympathies." Erza exclaimed raising her arms and after invoking some kunais threw them with great fury to the target that casually had a portrait of blue-haired boy face.

"Girls, where did those get that?" Grandmother asked, looking at the pierced target.

"We cut it out of the Weekly Sorcerer." Laki explained.

"Miss Lissana told me, he barely takes open the mouth except when he's with his close friends." Lucy finally intervened, placing a new arrow in her bow. "He is remarkably kind to them." She finished speaking and fired.

"His pride, does not offends Juvia as much as pride often offends Juvia, because Mr. Marvell has motives." The water body magician said. She had returned from her walk on the beach with Asuka. "Juvia believes that a man like him, with a title of Wizard Saint, wealth and possessions, has the right to be arrogant."

"Perhaps," Erza threw a last knife at her target, and continued. "I could ignore his pride if he had not offended me, and if I had not been so busy fighting the abhorrent I would have sliced his pretty neck."

"And you lacked a little." Cana laughed. She remembered how an angry Erza when advancing all over Fairy Tail until she reached so impetuously in front of the blue-haired boy to point him with a dagger that cleverly passed under his chin.

"Vanity and pride, they are synonyms for most although they are very different things and a very common defect!" Levy said from her place under the shade of a tree. "Pride has to do with our opinion of ourselves, and vanity, with what we think others think of us."

"In that case, the man's vanity must be the size of Westernshire." Bisca began a new round of shots with her favorite musket, gift from her husband. "And if he like, he would own the other half as well. But I bet even his extensive possessions not save him from being an unwanted, right, Erza?"

"As undesirable as an abominable can be, and I do not need to remind you what happens to those creatures when we meet them on the road."

For the first time all day there was a genuine smile drawn on the face of the fairies leader. It was time to leave behind all those bitter incidents and give way to much happier and fun subjects, most of them generated by the gossip that the exceed of Fairy Hills was responsible for spreading throughout Magnolia, which gave rise to an unusual question.

Where had got go Happy?

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A few days later, during the Hanami festival, it was very clear when they met in the park at the south gate, which Natsu admiration to Lucy, as much or more than the fact that she was falling in love with him, but she was glad to think that it was not probable that the others would realize it. Erza was discreet, but there came a time when she had to talk to Bisca.

"She still cannot be sure how much she likes him, or why."

"It's a lovely situation." Bisca sighed. "But sometimes being so secretive can be really problematic. If she so skillfully hides her affection for him, she may miss the opportunity to hunt him down. Nine times out of ten it is convenient for a woman to show more affection than she feels. There is no doubt that Natsu likes Lucy, but if she does not encourage him, it may not just be a mutual attraction."

"Lucy encourages him insofar as her character allows it. Remember Bisca, She is first and foremost a mage of Fairy Tail and then a woman."

"Anyway, I wholeheartedly wish Lucy succeeds, and if she married Natsu tomorrow, I think she would be as likely to be happy as if she spent twelve months studying the character of the boy." Bisca raising a loud laugh. "Happiness in a marriage depends entirely on luck and it is better to know the least possible defects of the person with whom you intend to share your life."

"I cannot believe what you're saying, Bisca. You would never have behaved like this."

"Remember, Erza, I was a Fairy Tail magician like you. It is true that sometimes I miss the missions and the glory of the battlefield, but believe me that it has no comparison with the happiness that leads you to walk the path of life with that person at your side.

"Marriage was not made for me; I will never change my sword for a ring!"

"You would do it for the right man."

Titania gave a smile and crossed her arms over her chest, "The right man would not ask me."

Busy as she was to observe Natsu's attentions to Lucy, Erza was far from suspecting that she herself was the subject of some interest in the eyes of Natsu's friend. At first Jellal thought Erza not was physically graceful; during the ball of Fairy Tail Hall had looked at it without admiration and when they met again, he had observed her only to criticize her. But as soon as Jellal came to the conclusion that Erza was passably attractive, he began to think that her face showed an expression of unusual courage and intelligence because of the beautiful expression of her eyes and her uncanny skill with the sword. That discovery was followed by others who began to mortify him. Although Jellal had detected more than one fault in the symmetry of Erza's features, he could not help but acknowledge that she had a slender and graceful body, with surprisingly muscular arms, although this did not diminish her femininity.

Then he wanted to know her a little more, aware that he could not approach her without her having an ax in between, so he began to pay attention to the conversation Erza had with the others. The girl realized it. It happened during the festival Hanami in which the magicians of Fairy Tail gave one of its typical parties.

"What does that man intend hearing my conversation with Mr. Yajima?" Erza asked Bisca without hiding her discomfort.

"It's a question that only he can answer."

"Well, if he does it again, I'll tell him I've noticed his maneuver. I have not yet forgiven him for what he said, and it is possible that I place his head on the mantelpiece of my fireplace."

"I do not doubt it." Bisca giggled.

In a little while, Jellal approached them. Erza turned to him with a cynical smile and asked, "Do not you think, Jellal, that a few moments ago I expressed myself very correctly when I asked Mr. Yajima to invite us to test of Etherion?"

"You did it with great energy, miss, but magical weapon tests are an issue that always infuses energy into magicians."

"It's depends on who we share it with, Jellal." Erza replied, holding her gaze defiantly.

Both were staring into each other's eyes, and Bisca, who was beginning to think she was over there, cleared her throat.

"Well, open the Pandemonium. You know what it's about, Erza."

"What? You're a very strange friend, you always want to I crumble those monsters in front of everyone! It even seems boring to me." The redhead girl grumbled the moment a magical black circle appeared in the sky, and from it a castle descended with great drama.

For some reason, that day the girl chose to face the hundred monsters. Jellal interpreted it as an exaggeration and a show of excessive arrogance. But Erza's performance in the Pandemonium was exceptional. The redhead girl was not intimidated in front of the creatures that were appearing and filling the dark castle. Monsters type D and C eliminated with the help of speed armor, type B and A monsters with giant armor, and as a final act, the monster type S removed by hand clean only with a katana.

When she finished, she complained that this had taken more time than she had anticipated. Although Erza insisted that she was perfectly, she was taken to the nursery of the guild against her will, but soon appeared at the party, full of bandages, just like a mummy.

Jellal could see her from a corner of the room, "Strong, independent, without any appreciation for her personal well-being…" He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he did not notice the presence of the Fairy Tail master, a short, handsome old man by the name of Makarov Dreyar, beside him, until he said, "How beautiful it is to see the young people performing activities as refined and enjoyable as dancing, Mr. Marvell!"

"Certainly master and it has the advantage of being fashionable among the least refined classes in the world." Blue-haired boy replied observing to Vijeeter Ecor, performing a lively dance. "Any savage can dance. Now we know that the abhorrent can do it fairly well."

Makarov merely smiled, not knowing how to deal with such a rude boy, and he was very relieved to see Erza passing by.

"Erza, how come you do not dance? Jellal, allow me to introduce this girl to be your partner. I'm sure you will not refuse to dance with such a beautiful girl." Makarov took Miss Scarlet's hand and offered it to Mr. Marvell, who, though somewhat surprised, took it without hesitation.

But Erza immediately withdrew it and answered Makarov with some indignation, "I have no intention of dancing, master. Please do not assume that I have approached you in search of a partner."

Jellal asked her, with a serious and polite expression, to offer her hand to dance, but it was useless! Erza was determined. She looked at him arrogantly, that same arrogance with which she had seen him the night of the ball, and turned around. Her resistance had not influenced negatively Jellal, who thought of Erza with some complacency when Miss Strauss approached him.

"Well, well, I guess what you're thinking."

"Are you sure?" Jellal responded by folding his arms over his chest, arching his lower lip a little, trying to smile?

The demon girl smiled, closing her eyes.

"I would do anything to listen to your eyes! You have not taken them away from her; it is as if you were looking for her, beautiful and intelligent eyes on the face of a strong woman."

"Scarlet."

"Miss Erza Scarlet." Mirajane repeated smiled, "Defender of Fairy Hills and heroine of Fairyshire? No wonder, you could not choose someone better! With the skill that both possess in the magic and the handling of the sword will get to eliminate to an endless of abhorrent."

Jellal listened without encouragement. At some point he was disconnected from the real world, something that often happened lately. This could not be overlooked, not by Mirajane who knowing him a little better, saw fit to leave the boy alone with his thoughts. But what no one knew, not even her, was the motive behind his cold dealings with others. Until recently, Jellal had been the living image of sympathy; a boy of cheerful temperament and extreme kindness. But a betrayal on which he refused to speak had altered his character… forever.

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ENDING: Hawk Nelson - Somebody Else

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***Romance is possible even in a world dominated by ichiyas***

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