Dead Grand Prix

Natsu stayed still, as he stared at his old enemy, the first to be burned by the fire of Dragon's Eye. Steam leaked out of his mouth, and his chest glowed.

"Jellal," he growled. The blue haired man stared down the pink haired man. Natsu could see something in his eyes, something far away. However, Natsu's anger overtook his reason, as one might expect.

"Jellal," he muttered, before springing forward, his fist cloaked in fire, "What are you doing here?!" Unfortunately, Jellal, not changing his serious expression, and held up his hand. A blast of magic energy exploded from it, blasting Natsu away, and into a wall. The Fire Dragon Slayer looked up, as he glared.

"Fine then, I'll just do what I did before," Natsu growled, as he started channeling his fire towards his eye, so as to use Dragon's Eye.

"Its that power," Brain noticed, remembering the way Natsu had managed to tear through his dark magic. He took his battle stance, but Jellal remained silent, as he stared at Natsu.

"Eye of the…," Natsu began, only for the fire to suddenly break off. He blinked in surprise.

"Wha…," he whispered. He couldn't use Dragon's Eye.

"That was quite impressive," Brain said with a grin, "Now Jellal…" He wasn't able to finish, as Jellal waved his hand, sending Brain careening away. He then looked towards the still sleeping Midnight, narrowing his eyes, but walking away, out of the cave.

Natsu emerged from the rubble, looking around.

"Where's that bas…," he began. However, not seeing anyone, he ran out of the cave to go look for Jellal. As he was running back up the hill, his mind briefly went to Gray's battle, since there was no sign of him.

Meanwhile, Brain rose to his feet, as he glared in Jellal's direction.

"I suppose I should have expected this, seeing as he was unrestrained," he muttered to himself, "Though he never was this hostile to me, at least not outwardly." The dark master ran through his mind about possibilities.

"In his previous state was he able to…," then it dawned on him, "That son of a bitch intends to keep Nirvana for himself! Damned if I let him have it!" Brain then held his head up.

"Cobra!" he yelled, "I know you can hear me! Track down Jellal, and follow him! He will lead you to Nirvana!"

(somewhere in the Woodsea)

Cobra grinned.

"I can hear Jellal already," he said. Cubelios flicked her tongue menacingly.

(further in the Woodsea)

Gray let out a grunt, as he was smashed into a rock. He looked up, and was just barely able to dodge another strike from Racer.

"Damn that guy's fast!" Gray growled, as he watched Racer flash across the branches, as he skidded to a halt on one of them.

"My codename is Racer," he said, "Why do you think I'm called that?" Gray rose to his feet, as he cracked his neck, and took a battle stance.

"Well, maybe I should slow you down somewhat?" he said.

"In the list of impossible things, that's certainly among them," Racer said.

"That's what they all say." With that, Gray lunged forward.

"Ice Make: Sword!" He then swung the blade at Racer, only for the Speed Mage to dematerialize at one point, and reappear behind Gray, kicking him in the back.

"Too slow," he said.

"Try this, then!" Gray responded, "Ice Make: Arrows!" Racer darted in between the arrows, as he advanced on Gray.

"Ice Make: Shield!" However, Racer simply jetted around the shield, and punched him several times in the face. This knocked Gray back, and as he tried getting back, he ran his brain for options. There was no chance he was going to be able to outpace Racer, it was simply impossible. Maybe his thinking was wrong. Racer's power probably lay with his speed, which meant that a good chunk of it lay with his feet. So if his feet could be removed from the equation…

"Ice Make Floor!" The ground in the vicinity froze solid.

"Try running through this!" Gray said confidently. Racer, not inclined to stop, zoomed back in Gray's direction, but suddenly lost his balance. While he kept his footing, he skidded to the side, as he looked up, and glared at Gray menacingly.

"Seems like I was manage to slow you down," Gray said, "What say you and I have a more fair fight?"

"Being fair just slows people down," Racer said, as he held up his hands, "Now, what say we end this quicker?" He then clapped his hands, and at first, Gray didn't notice anything, but then he started hearing what sounded like an engine being revved up. He looked into the trees, and saw lights.

"Are those…," Gray began, only to have to avoid nearly getting plowed over by a motorcycle as it whizzed passed him, "The hell!" There were several, about seven, motorcycles without riders. All of them were green, with a demonic visage at the front. Gray tried to jump out of the way, only to barely avoid getting struck with another going past him. There was an eighth, that was bright red, with large horns. Racer jumped onto that one.

"Go ahead and try avoiding them!" he sneered, "These things are just as fast as I am!" Gray, thinking fast, formed an ice barrier surrounding him to shield himself. However, it wasn't a permanent solution, as Gray could both see and hear the ice beginning to crack. Come on, Fullbuster, think! Gray thought The answer is probably staring you right in the face!

As he was thinking, the ice gave way, and Gray had to dodge a motorcycle coming at him. As he landed on the ground, a lightbulb went off in Gray's head.

"Why not?" he said, as he stood up straight, and looked at the next motorcycle coming in his direction. The moment it was close enough, Gray leapt into the air, and reached the handlebar. Luck was apparently on his side, as he managed to get a solid grip on it, and managed to hoist himself onto the motorcycle.

"The hell!" Racer said, looking over his shoulder, seeing Gray riding one of his motorcycles.

"Come on!" Gray yelled with a smirk, "Really nobody you've ever fought has thought of this?"

"Actually plenty of people have," Racer admitted, "None of them succeeded though."

"I do like being the first guy in things!" Gray said, "And I intend to be first in this race!"

"You really think you can outpace me?" Racer said with his own smirk.

"I know I can!" Racer's smirk turned into a sneer.

"Fine then, let the Dead Grand Prix begin!" he declared.

(with Lamia Scale)

As the last dark mage was knocked down, courtesy of Sherry, the Lamia Scale goers looked over the damage.

"That took too long," Jura said, "We should've been spending our time looking for the Oracion Seis."

"Well, its done now," Lyon said, "Now, which direction should we head?"

"Well, I was thinking…," Jura was interrupted, as he sensed something, and turned his head in a different direction.

"Go now" he instructed.

"What?" Sherry began.

"I can feel a great magical presence coming," Jura explained, " and I can't allow you to get caught in this battle."

"Is it one of them?" Lyon asked.

"Most certainly," Jura said, "Now go. Look for the others. Fairy Tail would be the best bet."

"Just follow the sound of destruction," Lyon commented with a smirk, "What else? Let's go Sherry!" With that, he began running into a different part of the forest.

"I'm right behind!" Sherry echoed, as she ran after Lyon. Jura then turned in the direction of the magical presence, and prepared to face his enemy.

(with Natsu)

For what it was worth, Natsu was a pretty good tracker. He could smell anything anywhere, but the catch was that he needed a scent. And for some bizarre reason, Jellal didn't have a scent.

"Damn you, Jellal!" Natsu cried, venting his anger at the sky in the form of a fireball. His anger, however, attracted some unwanted distractions. Natsu suddenly looked alert, as he caught a harpoon that was shot at him. He looked behind him, and saw a group of dark mages jumping down the from the trees.

"Awe come on!" Natsu said, "I've got better things to do now!"

"When we're done with you, you won't be able to even twitch!" one dark mage said, as he charged Natsu, whose chest just flared up. In a flash of fire, his enemies were on the ground. Natsu then hoisted the only conscious one up.

"Alright, start talking!" he ordered, "Where's Jellal?!"

"Dead, right?" the dark mage answered. Natsu noticed that this guy didn't seem to be lying. He genuinely didn't know where Jellal was.

"Screw you then!" Natsu said, as he dropped him, and went to continue looking.

"What does it matter?" the mage snorted. Natsu looked over his shoulder.

"You're about to be short another few members!" Natsu put his foot on the man's chest, as he glared down at him.

"The hell's that's supposed to mean?" he demanded.

"Why should I tell you?" Natsu's eyes narrowed, before he held up his hand, which was cloaked in fire. That was enough for this coward.

"Lady Angel is going after the group that stayed behind!" he said quickly, "She's going to knock them all out of the game now!" Time stopped for Natsu, as those words sunk in. Two of his closest friends, his sister (or at least the girl he considered his sister), and his girlfriend were all there. Erza was still too weak to fight most likely, and if this Angel was this tough, Lucy and Wendy probably didn't have much of a chance. As for the Blue Pegasus guy (Natsu didn't bother to remember his name), Natsu didn't know him well enough to trust him this much. That of course left the cats, but somehow Natsu doubted they'd be much help in a battle.

Cringing, Natsu looked in the direction he was initially going, before clenching his teeth.

"Sorry everyone!" he said, before turning, and running back towards where the remaining people were.

(with Gray)

Only with a member of Fairy Tail, could a battle on motorcycles become even more intense.

"Ice Make: Javelins!" Large shafts made of ice rained down over Racer, though Racer easily navigated through them. In that moment, where his attention was diverted, Gray followed up quickly by forming a crossbow made of ice.

"Try this on for size Speedy!" Gray hissed, as he fired it at Racer. It got quite close, but all of sudden, Racer held up his hand, and caught the ice bolt.

"Too slow!" Racer snapped back, "You're going to have to do a whole lot more to take me down!" Gray cringed, as he rode after Racer. The motorcycle was rather quickly sapping his magic energy, which seemed to be Racer's plan. Especially since Racer was not showing a single trace of slowing down at all.

At this point, there wasn't anything else for Gray to do other than continue chasing. As he was, he zoomed into a canyon, only to be very abruptly stopped.

"KYAH!" Sherry cried as she instinctively shielded herself as Gray ground to a halt.

"Gray?" Lyon asked.

"Will you guys get out of my way, he's getting away!"

"You mean that guy from Oracion Seis?"

"No, that guy from the pizza place in Magnolia," Gray said sarcastically, "Now move!" With that, he move his motorcycle past them. However, as he was, he heard Sherry cry out, causing him to look back, and see Lyon on the back of his motorcycle.

"Don't tell me your so arrogant as to take on this guy all by yourself?" Lyon commented.

"You guys need to look for Nirvana!" Gray protested, "I can at the very least keep this guy busy!" Lyon smirked, as he put his hands together.

"And together, we can take this guy down!"

Note: Sorry this chapter was so short, but I wanted to space out the fight with Racer a little more, give the story a little more structure. Also sorry for the lack of updates, but I was kind of in a funk after being seriously flamed on YouTube by one of those guys who hated Fairy Tail, and thinks himself superior for it. I'm serious, I saw him all over one video that had listed Fairy Tail in the top 10, and insulting everyone who said they enjoyed FT. Seriously, why don't more fans defend what they like?

All that said, next chapter will probably finish off Gray and Lyon's fight, and then move on to Lucy, but how the battle with be changed with Wendy we have to wait and see. Be sure to review.