Okay, I don't know how this came into being. It literally popped into my head. Although, I think Phantom Flickering Gundam-Ryuu's one-shot, The Unheard Wishes had something to do with it. Yeah, that one-shot had everything to do with it. Please check it out if you want to get a little more clarification of this little story (and the fact that it's super awesome!).

We all know about the Yu counterparts and their eternal struggle against their inner darkness. But what about the dragons? Are they affected by the darkness as well...? How did they change from their original nature over time?

And what better way to start off than with DARK REBELLION XYZ DRAGON! He's my second favorite dragon of the four (number one is Starve Venom). What was his past? How did he become the way he is today?

Hopefully, this four-shot (yep, it's another four-shot) will provide some answers. :) Here goes!


Fear...anguish...utter hatred...that was all he felt before being pulled in...no...before he was forced into that wretched spell.

He absolutely hated being powerless to someone else; he hated being hunted like an a raving feral animal. He hated the chains that were strapped against his form, successfully trapping him and preventing his escape.

He hated...everything. He held no love or compassion in his heart for anything in the mortal world, for that ideal was against his true nature, his rebellious nature.

His name was Dark Rebellion XYZ Dragon for one main reason...a reason that made people watch and gasp in horror, a reason that inflicted fear and dread in their hearts, a reason that made them cry out in panic as he charged at them with bared fangs and sharp claws...

He was a rebel against nature and a dreaded purge upon man. And utter destruction was the only thing he truly loved and desired.

But now, everything was going against him...and he absolutely loathed that. This time, it was he who felt the paralyzing cold grip of fear; it was he who had sheer terror enveloping in his heart; it was he who was facing utter defeat at the hands of a monster...

For the first time, he was utterly helpless; deep down, he felt like a human, a pitiful mortal creature inferior to him. To be lowered to such weakness was humiliating for a creature of his rank and power.

He roared in revolt at the revelation; he would not tolerate it! But he had no other choice; the bonds kept their cold steel grip on his body, making him squirm and revolt with a fleeting pipe dream of freedom...

Eventually giving up, he gave a cruel glare at the woman as her form started to glow even brighter, suffering the effects of her spell. He then sounded a defiant cry at her, releasing all of his pent-up fury inside of him. The woman gave no response at his wrathful roar.

"You will pay for this, Kaishi..." His solemn vow echoed inside his mind before the light from the spell enveloped him, sending him screeching into the air as the world began to split...


He waited...and waited...and waited even more. He waited for the right moment, the right time when some unlucky mortal would find and free him from his pitiful state.

How he longed to be free...to escape from the despicable prison of light. Oh, how the chains wore him down and weakened his strength, containing his power. Why did he have to go through such misery...?

She trapped him here. She was the one who did this to him. She will suffer for this...they all will suffer by his hand for trapping him in this wretched form...

His blood boiled at the thought of destruction. Yes, he would take his revenge on them and make them pay. He would show them his true power, his might as a bloodthirsty dragon out for vengeance...

Then, before he knew it, he felt the chains around his body weakening, loosening their grip on him. His mind was enveloped in shock and in wicked glee as the bonds completely faded away, leaving him with no restraints; there was nothing that can hold him back...

Or so he thought.

Spreading his wings, he hurtled himself away from the pillar and towards the thin veil of darkness in front of him, the final barrier between him and the outside world...only to abruptly crash forcefully onto the ground, zapped of all his strength.

Not believing what had just occurred, the beast roared out his anguish and frustration into the air, completely raving mad with the idea that he was still caged. The audacity of that horrid woman...to think that she would dare to make extra precautions to his imprisonment!

He will not fall for her trap; he will not fall to anything! He will emerge triumphant and find his other forms...and they will become one again...

"So...you must be one of the four ancient dragons..." A masculine voice called out from amongst the darkness, making the mentioned beast turn his head in its direction, his yellow eyes giving a cold glare.

He growled lowly, baring his teeth and sharp jaw, letting the mysterious intruder know that he wasn't welcome. His threatening rumbles didn't go unnoticed to the stranger.

But what happened next made the dragon's hatred spike to a greater rank: the person then stepped out from the dark shroud and stood confidently before him, revealing himself as a young human male with black spiky hair, an adolescent. A wide smirk graced his lips while his icy blue eyes stared confidently at the beast before him.

The fact that he was a human was infuriating enough as it is, but that wasn't the reason behind the dragon's anger. No, far be it from that...

It was from the fact that he just stood there, not intimidated at all by his presence. His eyes showed no ounce of fear in them; rather, they pitied him, like that of a hunter pitying his trapped prey before zooming in for the kill.

The mere thought of being sympathized by a human made the dragon rise to attack, but his body still failed him when he tried to move. He would not be sympathized by anyone, especially a weak mortal pest!

"Relax, I didn't come to hurt you." The human replied, his eyes never leaving their sight on the dark dragon. "I've only come to make a proposition...well, if that is what you want to make."

The rebellious beast only growled lowly in return, being too stubborn to listen to the boy's words. A mortal making a proposition with him?! Never in many millennia will he ever stoop to such a level of weakness!

Nevertheless, the male continued, his left hand reaching into the left pocket on his brown trousers. "You see, there's a disturbance within the XYZ Dimension, a spiritual disturbance that I'm sure you can handle with ease if you cooperate. And unfortunately, that's where the problem lies: by nature, you won't. So, in order to make sure that you do, I'm going to grant you a chance to escape this prison forever...if you'll let me be your master and stop this disturbance."

Dark Rebellion couldn't believe the words that came out of the mortal's mouth. Let him be his master? The audacity of that human to think that he will ever serve him...the nerve that he would ever serve any master in general is an abomination to him.

And yet...the fact that he could be free from this prison once and for all was suddenly an awakening reality. To no longer be stopped by any chains or spells...to be able to cause terror and destruction wherever he flew...to revolt against everything...

The dragon glared at the boy, but this time, a subtle sinful smirk made itself on his lower jaw, showing his agreement to the mortal's plan. Perhaps...having a master can be beneficial to him. Besides, he never mentioned that he should serve him forever...

"All right, then." The boy concluded in a confident tone before he took his hand out of the pocket, revealing a blank white card. "Let's get you out of here, shall we?"

He flashed the card in front of the dragon...and everything turned to white.


It took him many years after that incident to realize that his deal with the human was indeed permanent, which meant that he would never be able to wreak havoc or chaos wherever he pleased.

But then again, maybe he didn't want to anymore. Since meeting with that boy, he felt a strange connection with him, despite his hatred and animosity at first. His way for destruction was slowly ebbing away, giving away to the mortal's ideals to protect and help those who couldn't help themselves.

He felt himself siding with the boy on occasion, albeit with the hidden desire to decimate and kill him. But even then, those feelings slowly drifted away as well, and he felt himself guarding him with his life, no longer caring about the consequences that came with it.

The human...no...his master was slowly changing him. And Dark Rebellion didn't know how to handle with the change.

What other purpose could there be for him besides destruction? What could possibly have more worth to him than spreading chaos? What else could make him content?

The dragon was confused, divided on what he was supposed to do. Perhaps, there was another reason to his existence than just destruction, a greater calling that he has yet to fulfill...

But many months later, it only took the sound of a baby's cry to answer all of his questions...and to make him understood his true purpose.

He would protect, not destroy. He would be a knight for the weak...and a guardian for the strong.


Yeah, that's it for the first chapter. Basically, at first, I've figured that Dark Rebellion's original personality was his hatred and anger for everything...in other words, he had more of Owari's personality out of the four dragons. He was also quite prideful and rather condescending on mankind (but not as much as Starve Venom Fusion Dragon). Ultimately, he craved destruction and would do anything to inflict it upon those he deemed inferior to him...and on those who would try to resist him.

But yeah, over time, thanks to the influence of his master (who is indeed Yuto's father, so you don't have to ask that question), Dark Rebellion learned that maybe...mankind wasn't all that weak or useless as he originally conceived them to be. He grew to respect his master and eventually taken his varied ideals to heart, albeit very begrudgingly over time (and the fact that he would never admit it to him). But eventually, he would change his original morals from bringing chaos and destruction to becoming a loyal protector for the weak...like that of a knight (man, am I corny with this! XD).

It takes a very long time for him to let go of most of his hatred...well, except for his master's enemies. And deep down, Owari's original nature still creeps up on him every once in a while, especially when he was within close proximity of the other Dimensional dragons.

In fact, whenever the Four dragons are within range of each other, that's when Kaishi's spell weakens on them, which leaves them vulnerable to becoming Owari again. And since Owari craves destruction and war, the dragons grow a desire to fight and destroy each other...which in turn influences their masters to do the same. Although, there's also the possibility that a part of Owari is also in the master themselves...which takes form as Berserk Mode, Synchronization, and whatever else that crazy evil dragon is capable of.

So yeah, that's pretty much my entire headcanon on all that. Hopefully, you all liked this chapter, so please read/follow/favorite and/or review! Now, what to do with Clear Wing Synchro Dragon...?