Story Title: Dragonsight
Characters: Kisara, Isis||Romance: Isis x Kisara/Kisara x Isis
Chapter Word Count: 1,280||Story Word Count: 1,280||Chapter Count: 1/6
Genre: Romance, Adventure||Rated: PG
Challenge: Diversity Writing Challenge, H10, at least 6 chapters; Pairing Diversity, #12, response; Word Count Set Boot Camp, #42, 7,777 words; Include The Word Boot Camp, #42, iron; Chapter Set Boot Camp, #42, 6 chapters; Dice Gods Challenge; New Year's Mini-Advent 2015-2016, roll dice for chapter count: 6 chapters; Advent 2016-2017, bonus #1, Dice Gods Challenge; YGO Femslash Week 2017, prompt 'magical girls AU'
Notes: Magical girls AU. Everything else will become clear with reading. I hope, anyway.
Summary: Problem: Blue Eyes is attacking the city. Solution: five magical warriors defeat her. Complication: defeating her is exactly what they don't want to do.
Seeing a dragon in the skies over Domino City wasn't that big of a deal for the people who lived there. While no one knew who they were when they didn't wear scales, everyone knew there were at least five or six people who could take the form of a dragon, and most of them did so in order to help others to whatever extent they could.
The one that soared over the city now was one of those, and perhaps the one most well-known.
Though not well-loved; dragons being known didn't mean that they were welcomed or loved.
But no one truly expected the dragon form of Blue Eyes to settle down in one of the city gardens, take a deep breath, and blast the nearest buildings into flaming rubble.
"Get out of here!" Dancing Dream, one of the many heroes who defended the city from attacks, declared, spinning to a halt on one of the buildings not yet crushed by Blue Eyes's assault. "We're going to take care of this!"
"You heard her," Entrancer murmured, waving one of her own hands to spread her subtle pheromones around. Those who caught a whiff would do whatever she told them, at least for a while. "Let us handle this."
Harpy Queen folded her wings as she perched on a surviving tree. "It would be nice if we know how, though," she muttered, just loud enough for her sister warriors to hear her.
Black Magician Girl landed not that far from Harpy Queen. "I don't get it, though. Why is she doing this in the first place? It's not like her."
Seeress stepped from a portal she'd created, her eyes already on the raging form of their nominal ally. "I fear it's the work of a rogue dragon tamer."
The other four shuddered almost in unison. Most dragon tamers could be counted on to bend their efforts toward the dragons who actively wanted to hurt others, keeping them in check. But there were some who worked in other ways, and it was blazingly clear to all five of them that this could only be the work of one of those.
"Which one and how many of his body parts do I get to render non-functional?" Harpy Queen asked, rustling her feathers. Seeress allowed herself a small smile.
"I think we should deal with this on two fronts." She looked from where the great dragon roared once more, a sweep of her giant wings bringing down another building. She could only hope the people had evacuated in time, but with all of this going on, even she couldn't see every line of the future.
Entrancer nodded, eyes flicking here and there. "We'll track down whoever is playing games with our friend."
"And I will speak to her and try to find out if she can be helped directly," Seeress agreed. While she didn't have Harpy Queen's lightning quick reflexes or Black Magician Girl's spells to protect her, if she were going to die, she would know about it already and would see to it that she didn't.
Harpy Queen and Black Magician Girl both rose up into the air, the sorceress gesturing with her staff so that Entrancer and Dancing Dream joined her in a sphere of levitation.
"We'll let you know what we find out," Harpy Queen said. "You watch out for yourself. And for her."
Seeress bent her head. "I always do."
She walked through the rubble easily, avoiding where it fell before it actually got there. There were definite benefits to being able to predict the future, in her opinion. She only wished that she'd seen this coming in time to prevent it.
The more she bent her future sight toward the great dragon, though, the more she suspected someone had used something in order to conceal their plans from her. It would hardly be the first time. Their team had prevented many issues simply because she knew where a villain sought to strike sometimes before the villain themselves got there.
Another howl alerted her to how close she was to the dragon now. She stopped and looked up, not at all surprised to see the glittering white scales above her. She'd planned her course so that her friend wouldn't know she was there until she'd come this close.
Now she reached out and laid one hand on the tail as it lashed before her, missing the top of her head by little more than a hair's width, knocking some of the top hairs off anyway.
"Kisara?" Seeress spoke softly, knowing well how good a dragon's hearing was. "Can you hear me?" It probably wasn't the right question. What she needed to know was if Kisara could answer her.
The dragon raised her head once more, drawing in breath in the way Seeress found so familiar, peering down toward her, ready to blast at a moment's notice.
Seeress reached up now to lay her hand on the dragon's muzzle, ignoring the smoke curling up.
"I know something's wrong. Can you show me what it is?" There were many ways that a rogue dragon tamer could control the great beasts, ranging from enchanted amulets to spells cast via scales, just for the more common ones. But with a creature like Kisara, it would have to be something powerful indeed.
Seeress said nothing at all, waiting to see what kind of answer she got. It was almost what she expected: a pained, heartbroken whisper in her mind.
Isis? Is that you?
She smiled, not moving her hand away from the muzzle. Not all dragons could speak in human words in their transformed state. Kisara could, on occasion, but seldom did.
"Of course it's me. Do you know what happened? Who's doing this to you?"
I don't know. Slowly the giant dragon shook her head, blue eyes filled with sorrow. I can't stop myself. I don't want to do these things, Isis!
"I know." Isis ran her hand over the muzzle, feeling the warm, caring soul within. "The others are looking for whoever is doing this. I came to talk to you."
I don't know how long I can talk. I can feel whoever it is. They're… they're angry because I'm not raging. They want me to hurt people, Isis. They want me to burn the whole city!
Her tail lashed again and Seeress leaped out of the way just in time to avoid being knocked over by it.
"Do you know why?" Anything they could find out that would help matters would speed this along.
No. They just want me to ruin it all. I can't fight this, Isis!
The raw panic in her mental tone made Seeress want to find out whoever had this scheme and ensure they had not future for her to see. But for now, she did what she could to calm the dragon down.
"Can you change back? You might not be affected if you can." Even that wasn't a guarantee. Magic held too many paths for anything to be certain. But it was worth a try.
Slowly Kisara shook her head. I tried when I first started. But I can't do it. He won't let me.
A low keen whined its way out of her throat, her sapphire eyes glazing over. Isis… I can't...
Her head tilted back and another howl erupted from the depths of Blue Eyes' throat, followed a heartbeat later by a lash of fire where Seeress stood. She wasn't there anymore, though, hidden now where it would be less likely for the dragon to find her.
I am going to stop this, the diviner declared. And whoever did this will pay.
To Be Continued
Notes: The end of YGO Femslash Week 2017. I started four new multi-chaptered and I intend to see them all through to the end. I like this one quite a bit, too. I've had the concept of Kisara/Isis on my plate for a while now and this gave me the urge to finally write it. No, the rogue dragon tamer is not Kaiba in any way, shape, or form. I already know his role in this world. I could do a whole sidestory about what he's up to, actually. But another day for that.