The Sixteen Elemental Dragons

The 8th Dragonslayer

The Year is X791. The night of the fifth day of the Grand Magic Games

          A loud, tremendous crash ruptured through Crocus as Natsu defeated Moulin Rouge and Motherglare with the help of his friend, Atlas Flame. A video lacrima was nearby, barely floating next to the railing behind Lucy and the others in front of the Eclipse Cannon. It was sending a live video feed of Natsu standing over Moulin Rogue and on top of Motherglare in triumph. A teenage boy in a nearby town was watching the live video feed in the town square. The boy simply smirked as he, threw his bag over his shoulder, turned around, and walked out of the square right before the crowd screamed in victory and applauded the young fire mage. "Fairy Tail, eh? Sounds like fun..." said the boy to himself as he walked out of the small town towards Magnolia.

~Three Days Later~

          The Fairy Tail guild was rowdy like always with all the teams sitting at their respective tables. Just as Natsu and Grey were about to start their usual brawl, a knock rapped on the open guild door, getting everyone inside's attention. Al the members turned and looked at the stranger. He looked to be seventeen years of age and had midnight black hair.

          He wore a dark blue shirt, gray sweat pants, and light blue jacket with no hood. The boy's eyes were hidden behind his bangs. "Who's the kid?" Grey whispered to his team. Team Natsu was clueless. Lucy smartly replied with "I don't know, ask him yourself." Natsu didn't give notice anyone but the attention grabbing teen, noticing someone the others did not.

          The other dragon slayers noticed this as well. The boy laid his travel bag near the guild's doorway, against the wall, and then walked towards the bar where Master Makarov sat. The Master watched the boy closely, every move he made, and every breath he took. The teen stopped in front of the master and stood still just staring at the old man. "Can I help you, young man?" Makarov asked cautiously. The boy spoke with a voice both smooth and calm, but had a hidden flavor of coldness mixed in, "Yes, you can. I'd like to join your guild." By now, the other dragon slayers had walked up and stood several feet behind the teen, Natsu in front of the others. "Natsu...what is the meaning of this?" Makarov asked questioningly. Natsu gave the master a quick look and then stared back at the teen, who had already turned to face the dragon slayers. "Oi. You're a dragon slayers...aren't you?" Natsu said slowly. This shocked the guild for two reasons; 1.) Now they would have a total of five dragon slayers in one guild, and 2.) The boy looked so young for his age to have learned dragon slayer magic. The boy nodded and looked around before speaking, "Yes, I am a dragon slayer. My name is Fuyu Mitokai. Remember it!" Natsu smirked at Fuyu's last comment, "the only way people will remember you is as another name turned to ash by my fire. Master, I wish to challenge this guy to a match on whether he can join or not." the fire mage spat with a mischievous grin. Makarov sighed and raised his hand, "Fuyu, do you agree to this challenge?" "Of course. Actually, the first thing I wanted to do here was to fight Natsu." said Fuyu with his own grin sent back at Natsu. "Okay then boys, we will have this bout on the rocky field behind the guild since we just got our lovely guild hall back." said the master before hopping off the bar and heading towards the balcony overlooking the sea.