Things had finally begun to settle down from the brawl between Natsu and Y/N; though, at first, many of the wizards did approach the Omnitrix bearer to congratulate him on his well-earned victory. He was flattered, but still couldn't quite fathom why they'd be happy that he'd beaten their friend.

Y/N was currently sitting on a stool at the bar, simply looking out at the guild of rowdy wizards as they resumed whatever it was they were doing before he arrived. He didn't know exactly what to feel right now. Part of him was extremely grateful to them for allowing him to stay in their guild hall, but another part of him felt...strange. Here he was a person with no magical abilities to speak of, in the midst of an entire guild full of nothing but wizards.

Mirajane and Makarov were also at the counter, with the former being behind it and the latter sitting cross-legged on top of it. Mira seemed to notice Y/N's reluctance to join the others.

Mirajane: What's wrong, Y/N? Is everything alright?

Y/N turns around in his seat to face Mirajane, a slightly awkward look on his face. 

Y/N: Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I just feel a little out of place is all.

Mirajane: Whatever would make you feel like that?

Y/N: (sighs) I dunno. I mean, I'm not even a member of your guys' guild or anything. Do non-members usually stay here as guests?

Mirajane tapped her chin in thought, seemingly trying to recall an instance of a guest staying at the guild who wasn't a member.

Mirajane: Hmm... I can't say I remember it ever happening before. (smile) I guess that makes you the first one!

Before Y/N could think of a response, Natsu barges into the conversation by slamming his hand on the bar counter, an excited grin on his face yet again. 

Natsu: So, Y/N! What do ya say to Round Two?!

Y/N: Didn't we already talk about this? We had a deal, Natsu.

Natsu: Yeah, yeah, whatever! Come on, man! (begins to punch the air as he talks, similarly to how a boxer would fight) If I have to sit around in here all day, I'll-

Suddenly, Natsu's rambling was cut off by an armored fist to the top of his head once again, sending shivers up the Dragon Slayer's entire body. Y/N turned to his right to see that Erza had stepped over and was visibly displeased with the fire-breather's actions.

Mirajane: (smile) Oh my goodness.

Y/N: Oh, it's her again. 

Erza: What did I say?! You are not to challenge Y/N to another fight, do you understand?!

Natsu: Yes, ma'am!

With that, the pink-haired wizard quickly scrambled away, leaving Y/NN, Erza, and Mirajane to watch as he ran off.

Y/N: Thanks for that. I don't know how many times I have to tell him no before he takes the hint.

Just then, Happy entered the conversation, wearing his usually happy smile.

Happy: That's Natsu for yah.

And just like that, Happy flew off, leaving Y/N slightly bewildered. However, it was then that Erza spoke up, snapping Y/N out of his bewilderment.

Erza: I swear, sometimes I don't know what to do with him...

Y/N: Well, it looks to me like you handle it well enough.

Erza simply sighed as she placed her armored hand on her forehead, shaking her head in frustration. However, she quickly recovered and returned her attention to Y/N.

Erza: So, Y/N, it seems all anyone can talk about is how you defeated Natsu in combat. You must be quite the wizard.

Y/N internally sighed from that comment. Ever since he had beaten Natsu, everyone had been talking about what a talented Take-Over wizard he was, despite how many times he told them he didn't use magic. Erza then took the seat at the bar to Y/N's right and turned to him.

Y/N: I wouldn't really call myself a wizard.

Erza: (cocks a brow) And why's that?

Y/N: Well, because I don't use magic. I can't even use it in my world, let alone this one.

Y/N turned to face Erza to see that the armored wizard was staring at him in utter confusion, clearly taken aback by what he had just said.

Erza: "My world"? What exactly are you referring to?

Y/N's eyes widened slightly from surprise. He had figured someone would've told Erza about his otherworldly origins by now. It had been a little bit since the fight ended. So, just as he did with everyone else earlier, he explained to her how he was from another universe. Luckily, Mirajane was there to help him with that a small bit. At the end of his explanation, Erza looked more than a bit surprised.

Erza: You say you're from a world alternate to our own? How is that even possible?

Y/N: Yeah, I know it must sound pretty crazy. I mean, this world doesn't seem to have the kind of advanced technology to make those kinds of observations, so I'm not really surprised that the idea is foreign to most people.

Erza didn't respond and instead shifted her gaze directly into Y/N's eyes with a serious look in her own. It was almost as if she was looking straight through him, oddly enough.

Before Y/N could question the look Erza was giving him, the scarlet-haired wizard's attention was drawn by something behind him. When Y/N turned around to see what it was he saw that Makarov looked a noticeably sleepier than he did only moments ago. Mirajane also noticed this and looked slightly concerned.

Mirajane: Sir? Is something wrong?

Makarov: I'm fine, just sleepy...

Makarov's tired face then grew slightly darker, much to Y/N's confusion.

Makarov: He's coming...

Y/N: What? Who's coming?

Just then, Y/N noticed that Mira's eyes seemingly became heavier all of a sudden.

Y/N: Mira...? 

Mirajane didn't respond as her eyes closed, and she fell limp on the floor, sound asleep. Y/N would've stood up and tried to help her, but then he felt his own eyes getting heavier. What was happening?

Y/N: Wha? What's happening...?

Over in the rest of the guild hall, Gray and Elfman, as well as everyone else, looked either considerably tired or pained, much to Y/N's confusion. What did Makarov mean by that? "He's coming"? Who was "he"? Y/N would've asked if he could, but he couldn't find the strength to for some bizarre reason.

Gray: Not again...

Everyone around the guild hall began to drop like flies: Natsu, Gray, Elfman, Happy, Lucy, Levy, Jet, Droy, Wakaba, and everyone else. Y/N couldn't stay awake any longer himself, as his the left side of his head fell flat onto the bar counter. Erza was the last to succumb to whatever this phenomenon was, with her head also landing firmly on the counter.

Everyone is the guild, except for Makarov was now asleep as a figure walked into the guild hall. He wears a dark blue cloak and his arms and legs are mostly covered in bandages. He wore a dark blue bandana with a silver forehead protector, and a green, camoflague-patterned mask that obscured the bottom half of his face to hide his identity from his guildmates.

Makarov: Mystogan...

The mysterious mage known as Mystogan walked passed Makarov and went over to the request board as he took a job request. It was then he finally spoke.

Mystogan: I shall return...

Makarov: No, wait. Lift your sleeping spell before you leave.

Without responding, Mystogan glanced to his left, to see Y/N and Erza sleeping with their heads on the bar counter. He looked at Y/N in particular for a moment, leading Makarov to also turn to the young shape-shifter. Any expressions the mysterious wizard may have been making were hidden by his bandanna and mask.

Makarov: What is it?

Mystogan continued to stare for a brief moment, not saying a word. However, he then turned around and began to walk away, job request in-hand. As he made his way back through the guild hall, he spoke to himself. 

Mystogan: Five... Four... Three... Two... One...

With that, the mysterious man disappeared completely, fading away in an eerie blur. After he had disappeared, almost everyone in the guild immediately came to, with their eyes shooting wide open. There were a scarce few who didn't awaken instantly, with those few being Natsu, Y/N, and Erza, as well as some others around the guild hall.

Y/N's eyes looked strained for a moment before they slowly started to flutter open. After a couple of seconds, they finally refocused. The first thing Y/N saw upon completely opening his eyes was the sleeping face of Erza, much to his surprise. For a moment, he couldn't help but stare at her, that is until he regained his awareness and picked his head up off the table. 

Y/N's Thoughts: (blush) Wow, she's so cute when she sleeps.

He then looked around, seeing that most of the wizards were now picking themselves up from the floor. Erza woke up shortly after Y/N did, and also picked her head up. She placed her armored palm on her forehead, seemingly still reeling somewhat from whatever just happened. 

Y/N could definitely relate. What was that? Everyone was fine one moment, and then the next thing he knew, everyone was falling to the floor dead asleep.

It almost kind of reminded Y/N of the ability of a new form he had unlocked a month prior arriving in this universe. He inwardly sighed in distress. That form had earned him quite a bit of laughing and mocking from Kevin and Ben for over a week while Gwen commented on how cute it was.

He shook his head from that memory and snapped back to reality.

Jet: Oh, man... Was Mystogan here?

Droy: (rubbed his eyes) What a jerk...

Levy: Does he have to put us to sleep every time he comes here?

Y/N had overheard what the trio of wizards had just said from a table not too far away from the bar counter.

Y/N's Thoughts: Mystogan? Who's that?

Lucy groggily walked over to the bar counter where Makarov was with a sleepy look on her face, rubbing her eyes all the while.

Lucy: Who's this Mystogan guy? 

Y/N: I was about to ask the same thing.

Both Gray and Elfman walked over to the bar as well, standing right beside Lucy.

Elfman: For one, he's a contender for Fairy Tail's strongest wizard.

Lucy: Really?

Y/N: He's that strong?

Gray: Yeah, and for some reason, he doesn't want anyone to know what he looks like. So, whenever he comes here to take a job, he casts a sleeping spell.

Y/N, now having fully recovered from his bout of sleepiness, turns around in his seat to face Gray with a slightly suspicious look on his face.

Lucy: That's kinda creepy. 

Y/N: Right? Why wouldn't he want people to see what he looks like?

Gray: (shrugs) Nobody knows, Master Makarov is the only person who's ever got a good look at his face.

???: That's not true. I've seen him before.

Everyone in the guild looked up at the source of the voice to see someone they didn't expect to see.

He was a tall muscular man with an early twenties looking appearance. He had spiky blonde hair along with a lightning shaped scar on his right eye. He wore large spiked headphones along with a yellow leopard shirt, a long black and blue fur coat, and red wine pants with white shoes.

The man was currently leaning his right elbow on the railing, with his hand holding his head as he wore a snide grin as he chuckled lightly to himself.

Several individuals around the guild walked over below the balcony and looked up at this blond, headphone-wearing man with slightly surprised expressions.

One of the aforementioned individuals was a man who was roughly in his mid-thirties. He was a slim, mildly muscular man of average height, with short, slicked-back dark blue hair. He had linear, dark eyebrows, dark eyes, and a prominent nose with a flat, rectangular front. The lower half of his face was covered in a considerable amount of stubble, which includes a thin mustache. He wore a high-collared, knee-length white jacket with the sleeves rolled up, and blue trim, as well as blue innards. Underneath this, he wore a black shirt, tucked into a pair of brown pants held up by a white belt with a golden buckle. 

This was Macao Conbolt.

Elfman: Laxus?

Macao: Talk about rare.

Wakaba: You're never here.

Gray: And here's another contender.

Y/N looked to Gray, slightly surprised, and then turned back to the blond, scar-faced wizard, known as Laxus. Y/N had no gauge of what a powerful wizard looked like in this world, having only been in this magic-filled universe for less than a day.

The only powerful wizards he had ever encountered were Hex, Charmcaster, and Adwaita. But after meeting Natsu, Erza, and several other wizards of the Fairy Tail guild, he was beginning to realize that there was a lot more variety in magic in this world than in his.

Laxus: Mystogan's just a little shy. You should all respect his privacy.

Laxus hadn't said more than a few words, but Y/N could already tell that he didn't like his tone.

It was then that Natsu's eyes finally jolted open, Mystogan's sleeping spell having only just now worn off for him. The Dragon Slayer quickly jumped to his feet and onto a table as he looked up at Laxus with a determined expression and clenched fists.

Natsu: Alright, Laxus! You and me! Right now!

Y/N closed his eyes and sighed, exasperated. 

Y/N: Seriously...?

Gray: Getting your butt kicked twice in one week isn't enough?

Laxus: Yeah, pal. If you can't even win against the redhead, why bother with me?

It was then that Y/N could feel a strange air coming from his left. He turned to see Erza glaring up at Laxus with an incredibly dark expression.

Erza: (angered) What are you trying to say?

Gray lifted up his hands in a placating gesture, trembling slightly.

Gray: (scared) No need to get all worked up, Erza.

Laxus simply scoffed at Erza's obvious anger towards him as well as Gray's attempts to placate her.

Laxus: Word on the street is the Fairy Tail guild has a new special guest.

Laxus then glanced over to Y/N, which the Omnitrix bearer was quick to notice. The more this guy spoke, the less Y/N liked him. 

Laxus: ...and that he gave 'Natsu the Salamander' the biggest thrashing this week.

Natsu: HEY!!!

Laxus: Talk about pathetic, ya runt. You challenge some nobody fresh off the streets and lose to him. Then you think you have what it takes to go up against me?

Y/N's eyes narrowed at Laxus, who was laughing up a storm. He wasn't even necessarily mad about the arrogant insult the blond-haired man casually threw at him. 

He was more angered by the fact that he was speaking in such a condescending way to people who were, at least in Makarov's eyes, supposed to be his "family." Erza seemed to feel the same way as she angrily stepped forward, standing tall and firm, glaring at Laxus.

Erza: If you have something to say then come out and say it!

Laxus ceased his cackling and outstretched his arms.

Laxus: (smirks) I'm saying that I'm the guild's strongest wizard.

Natsu gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes up at Laxus.

Natsu: (angered) Then come down here and prove it.

Laxus: (speaking through his teeth) You come to me, little man.

Natsu: With pleasure!

Natsu then hopped off of the table he'd been standing on, rushed over to the bar, and jumped over the counter, heading towards the staircase behind it that led to the second floor of the guild hall. 

However, Natsu was stopped in his tracks when Makarov's left arm suddenly stretched out, with his fist becoming at least five times larger than the old man's entire body, and slammed down on Natsu, pinning him underneath. 

Needless to say, Y/N was not expecting that at all, especially not from Makarov. Neither was Lucy or Mirajane, judging from their shocked expressions.

Y/N: Whoa!

Makarov wasn't even facing Natsu, but instead had his eyes closed and head lowered as he faced forward, a very serious aura about him, unlike anything Y/N had seen from him until now.

Makarov: You're not allowed on the second floor, Natsu. At least not yet...

Laxus: (rested his chin on his wrist and scoffed) Think ya made him grumpy.

Natsu's face only grew angrier with Laxus's comment as he struggled against Makarov's massive left fist, but to no avail.

Natsu: S-Shut up!

Makarov: That's enough outta you, Laxus!

Ignoring Makarov's demand, Laxus stood tall, an arrogant, condescending grin on his face as he looked down at everyone present in the guild hall.

Laxus: The most powerful one in the guild isn't a chick or some hooded weirdo. Ya wanna know what the strongest wizard looks like? 

(points at himself) You're lookin' right at him!

Y/N could only glare at Laxus as did everyone else, all of them thoroughly angered by everything the arrogant man had said. It appeared that there were jerks in this world like there were in Y/N's, and Laxus was just the first one he'd met.

Y/N's Thoughts: And hopefully the only one...

(timeskip) 

Later, once the sun had gone down, and most of the Fairy Tail wizards had left for their respective homes, Mirajane, Lucy, and Y/N were at the bar counter yet again, with Mirajane standing behind it, while Lucy and Y/N sat on a couple of stools in front of it.

Lucy: Hey Mirajane, let me ask ya something. What was the Master talking about earlier? Why can't we go up to the second floor?

Y/N: Yeah, I was gonna ask about that too. He seemed pretty serious about it.

Mirajane: That's because that area is reserved for advanced members of the guild. The jobs that are listed on the request board up there make the ones down here look like child's play in comparison. They're called S-Class Quests.

Lucy: S-Class Quests?

Mirajane: They're jobs so dangerous that one wrong move could be your last. But with that risk comes a higher reward. 

Y/N nodded in understanding. From what he knew about this world, apparently fighting a band of thirty-plus bandits was considered a low-paying wizarding job, or at least in comparison to other jobs. It was still somewhat of a bummer to Y/N that these wizards got paid for doing essentially what he did back home; however, he was hardly concerned about it. 

Especially since it sounded like they made just as many people happy on a daily basis as he did, or at least used to before the Plumbers received their new gear.

Mirajane: There are only five people in the entire guild who are considered S-Class. That includes Laxus, Mystogan, and Erza.

Y/N's eyes widened from surprise after hearing that. He heard from Happy that Erza was the strongest woman in Fairy Tail, but he hadn't expected her to be one of the guild's S-Class members. She seemed so different from Laxus and Mystogan, the latter of whom was so secretive he couldn't even let people see his face, and the former of whom was an arrogant jerk who talked down to his fellow members. 

For the most part, she seemed just like everybody else in the guild, despite being one of the most powerful wizards in it. He gained a new level of respect for her just then.

Y/N: So Erza's a S-Class wizard, huh.

Mirajane: But I wouldn't worry about it if I were you, Lucy. In my opinion, there's no amount of money risking your life over.

Lucy: Yeah, no kidding. Especially after the mishap that happened today. 

Y/N simply nodded in agreement.

After a while, Lucy took off back to her apartment in Magnolia, with Mirajane heading off to wherever it was that she stayed. Before the white-haired beauty left, she made sure Y/N knew where everything was, just so he'd know his way around the place.

Right now, Y/N was currently sitting on a bench at one of the many tables in the main room of the guild hall, seeing as he couldn't sleep. After all, how could he? So many things had happened in only one day, and he was only just now getting the opportunity to process all of it. 

He'd met a strange professor and had been sent to another universe, seen magic the likes of which he'd never seen before, been introduced to an entire guild full of wizards, fought a guy who had been raised by a dragon, been put to sleep by a mysterious wizard, and had an encounter with who was undoubtedly the biggest jerk he'd met in this crazy world he's found himself in.

Even by Y/N's standards, this had been quite the experience. Sure, he'd traveled to another universe before, but that was nothing like this one. And he still had no idea how he was going to get back home. The QDG had vanished, leaving him stranded here, and it would seem Paradox has yet to discover his current location in the multiverse. Surely if he had, he'd have come to take Y/N back to his own world by now.

???: Can't sleep?

Y/N turned around, to see Makarov standing behind the table he was sitting at. The elderly man then hopped up onto the opposite bench, and subsequently onto the table.

Y/N: Oh... Yeah, I guess...

Makarov: It's been quite the day for you, hasn't it, Y/N?

Y/N: (chuckles) Yeah, you could say that. It's been a while since I've been anywhere this exciting, that's for sure.

Makarov simply smiled as he sat down on the tabletop, to Y/N's immediate left. 

Makarov: I'm terribly sorry you had to deal with that unpleasantness earlier with Laxus. I'm constantly at my wit's end about what to do with that boy, and Mystogan stopping by the guild was unexpected, as it always is. That you would have to fall victim to his sleeping spell on your first day here...

Y/N: It's okay. You don't need to worry about it, really. I've dealt with way worse.

For a moment, everything was silent until Makarov finally spoke up again. 

Makarov: So, tell me, Y/N... What do you think of the magic you've seen in this world?

The superhero turned to Makarov and then turned back ahead to the guild hall's main entrance.

Y/N: Well, I've only seen two kinds of magic here so far, but they were still pretty impressive.

Makarov: Yes. Natsu's, and Lucy's too. But surely you've heard from some of the others what they are capable of as well.

That much was true. Over the course of the day, several wizards had approached him not only to congratulate him, but some of them also informed him of some of the different types of magic that they use. 

Wakaba used Smoke Magic, which allowed him to control the smoke that came from his pipe and use it for various purposes. Macao used a type of magic called Purple Flare which allowed him to manipulate purple flames that could take multiple shapes, Levy used a type of magic called Solid Script, which allowed her to use a magic pen to write different words in the air that all take on the attributes of the word itself, such as the word "Iron" made out of iron. There were others as well, like Jet and Droy. All of their abilities sounded amazing.

Makarov: So, with that in mind, what do you think about the magic of this world as a whole? Is it perhaps similar to things you've seen in your own world?

Y/N thought for a moment before he responded. Although he did think of one, he wasn't quite sure where Makarov was going with this.

Y/N: Well... I have to admit... most of the different types of magic I've seen or heard about, chances are I can probably turn into something that can do roughly the same thing. 

Makarov, who had his eyes closed and head lowered, nodded a couple of times in understanding. 

Makarov: I see...

The Fairy Tail master then opened his eyes, and turned to Y/N, looking directly into his. 

Makarov: Then why do you claim that you are not a wizard?

Now Y/N knew what Makarov was getting at. Several members of the guild had referred to him as a Take-Over wizard, despite his many corrections on the subject. 

Y/N: Because wizards use magic. My powers come from technology, not magic, so I'm not a wizard.

Makarov let out a long sigh, before looking forward at the entrance to the guild. 

Makarov: There is much more to being a wizard than simply wielding magic. Power can come from all kinds of sources: light, darkness, magic, and science. Where it comes from is insignificant in comparison to what the holder does with it. It is what we choose to do with the powers we possess that makes us who we are. Fairy Tail wizards make the most of what we have, cherish the time we share together as a family, and live every day to the fullest. That is what it means to be a wizard to us... (looks at Y/N) And you, Y/N) Tennyson, would make an excellent wizard.

Y/N simply stared at Makarov, slightly wide-eyed. He didn't know exactly what to say to that. By that logic, it made sense that everyone thought of him as a wizard. Here he was, stuck in a world entirely separate from his own, but he didn't appear to be too outwardly fazed by it. While he was indeed still worried about how he would get home, he hadn't shown it outwardly all that much.

To the wizards of Fairy Tail, that practically made him one of them. He wasn't sitting around feeling sorry for himself or complaining about being essentially stranded. He was making the most of his situation, despite the circumstances. However, Y/N then noticed something about what Makarov had said.

Y/N: Are you...trying to recruit me?

Makarov: I am simply offering you a chance. I've sent a letter to an old colleague of mine on the Magic Council, requesting he look into any kind of magic that could send you home. If, however, there isn't any, I will offer you a place here for as long as you wish to stay.

Y/N's eyes widened even further with that. It went without saying that Y/N was shocked; however, more than anything, he was touched. Makarov described this guild as his "family," and he was already willing to trust Y/N enough to offer him a place in it.

The shape-shifter smiled and turned to the floor. 

Y/N: Thank you. I really do appreciate it...but... ...I'd like to go home.

Makarov closed his eyes and nodded. 

Makarov: I understand. Still, my offer stands.

Makarov then stood up, hopped down to the floor, and stretched his arms. 

Makarov: Now, I think I need to rest these weary old bones. (stopped stretching and looked back at Y/N) Goodnight.

With that, Makarov walked back into the back section of the guild, where he too was sleeping. He refused to let a guest of the guild stay there without providing protection for them, even if they could clearly defend themselves.

Y/N remained in the main hall for a while longer, continuing to mull over everything that happened today. Eventually, he thought he might finally be able to get some sleep.

Y/N: I guess I should head off to bed too.

He was about to stand up and head off to the back section until he noticed something moving inside the guild hall. It was dark, but not so dark that he couldn't make things out. 

He looked up, to see Happy, floating close to the ceiling using his wings, clearly trying to be inconspicuous. He saw the blue feline fly to the upper floor of the guild hall, which immediately raised a flag in Y/N's mind.

A few moments later, he saw Happy flying away from the second floor and towards an open window, carrying a piece of paper in his paws. 

Y/N waited for the flying cat to exit through the window before standing up, his suspicions raised immensely. He had no doubt in his mind that what Happy just flew off with was one of the S-Class quests Mirajane told him about earlier.

Y/N: This can't be good...

Chapter 4 ended. 

Another chapter successfully done. Now we get to start off at the Galuna Island Arc, let me know what you guys think at the comments below. Peace out and enjoy!