Yay, I'm here with another chapter to this four-shot! This time, let's focus on Clear Wing Synchro Dragon!

Hopefully, you'll like his characterization! I've worked really hard on this (with whatever spare time I had). Plus, on something completely not related to Arc V, I've been watching "Over the Garden Wall" again...I almost forgot how awesome that mini-series was. If only it had more than ten episodes... :( Although, I liked the little movie as well... :)

Anyway, here goes! Enjoy! :D

His head banged hard against the solid surface of the pillar, leaving him slightly disoriented from the impact. Pain erupted from the force, making him roar in anguish and in anger.

However, the inevitable headache was the least of his worries.

The woman...that evil woman...the mere thought of her actions made him growl vehemently. She dared to seal him away from his right to fly, to trap him with no room to expand his wings, to forever prevent him from spreading chaos to those who deserved it? She had no right to judge and punish him like this...after all, his authority and power were far superior than that of any weak human!

He was a creature whose pride relies in the strength of his wings, not to crawl pathetically on the ground like an inferior beast. He was the king of the skies, an all-powerful being made to soar high through the clouds and over the passing fields of the earth. He was the dragon whose power and beauty instilled terror and horror on the pitiful ants that crawled on the earth...

And yet...she clipped him of that pride and strength; she weakened him to such a lowly mortal position...and he was now suffering the consequences of that irony. Although, he wasn't literally crawling on the earth at the moment.

He glared defiantly at her from this, giving a low growl. Never in a million years will he ever make such a stupid mistake again...

Even though the blood in his veins boiled with the sensation of a hot white fury, it didn't deter his mind away from the other dragons' presence as well. He strained in his chains whenever he heard his other counterparts' echoing screams, each writhing and roaring their fury at the young magician as well. He tried to call out to them, to communicate with them, but they wouldn't listen to him.

Have they shunned him as well? How could they!

He tried again and again, his decreasing roars growing more anguished and despondent. He wanted them to listen to him, encouraging them to use all of their strength to break free from their prison. But they ignored his desperate cries, each being too enveloped in their own anger at their enemy.

He roared even louder at them, his bright wings giving a white glow in contrast to the pillar's. Some of his power leaked out from the spell, reaching to the other dragons and giving their bodies a brighter glow than before.

He concentrated, but it was in vain; the other dragons still howled, not affected by his power.

Eventually, he felt his strength leaving his form, the side effects making him weary and leaving his body aching. He no longer fought against the chains, his power being almost completely gone. The mere thought of being weak and vulnerable, of being left in such a pitiful state...

Before being completely covered in the light of the spell, he gave one last steely glare at the magician, giving a sinful smirk when he noticed the spell's effect on her body. He roared one last time in her direction, giving a clear warning that he will break free one day from the bonds.

And when he did, his freedom and power will imprison everyone's hearts with fear.

Many years had passed since his mind vowed those words, years that were spent struggling against his bonds, years that were spent with howls of anger and frustration...and years that were spent with the hope of liberty in his black heart.

Now, he waited impatiently behind the cage of light, completely bored out of his mind.

Not too long ago, he felt the effects of the spell weaken over time, a sign that it wouldn't last forever...if only for a little while. The chains strapped around his chest would occasionally fade out for a moment before returning to their normal state.

And with that knowledge, almost never did a day pass by when he would constantly ram his body against the chains, hoping to speed up the degenerating process...if just a little more.

And then, one day, it did.

In a moment's notice, he felt the weight against his chest and limbs suddenly lift, making him ungracefully lean forward towards the darkened veil before him. He would've crashed face-first if he hadn't used his wings in the last moment of time to hover.

He couldn't believe his eyes; he was free, finally free!

Nearly giving a roar of excitement and joy, Clear Wing spread his wings once more, ready to soar through the veil and into the mortal world...only to slam head-first into an invisible wall. The crash left his mind very disoriented.

Falling to the ground, he could do nothing but stare at the blanket of darkness before him, confused and enraged at what just happened. Why can't he escape? What twisted force of nature was preventing him?

That woman...she must've done something to stop him if her spell was broken. He grew more infuriated at the revelation, making him roar in frustration at the darkness before him.

Then, an idea came to him: if he was successful in escaping the pillar, then maybe he could escape this dark force field as well.

With determination, the dragon leapt into the air and then flew straight into the veil again, hoping that his power would help him break the spell. And when it didn't work the second time, he tried again and again, using more of his strength and might with each dive.

However, unlike the chains, not once did the dark veil falter from his constant assault; the same couldn't be stated for him.

Fatigue flooded through his form, followed by a deep ache that made his muscles seize up. His frustration grew with each passing moment as his efforts failed to succeed over and over. Even though his body pleaded to stop, his mind pushed on. He wouldn't give up, not like this!

As he prepared for one final dive, he almost missed the voice of a visitor. "You know, if you keep doing that, you'll only grow tired in the process. The barrier is too strong."

He halted almost immediately from that, his head hovering barely inches from the edge of the darkness. He slowly turned his gaze to the person in question, revealing himself as a young man with dark green eyes and pale blue hair, the edges being spiked up near the back of his head. His clothes were quite strange to say the least, being that of what appeared to be some sort of a white rider's outfit. He gave a confident smirk at the dragon, making him give a low, threatening growl in return.

However, Clear Wing was also slightly curious at the new presence. How did a human, a mere mortal of all things, infiltrate his prison? Perhaps...he had a way to disable the spell...then how did he do it?!

He impulsively voiced his last question out loud with a roar in the man's face, demanding him to explain. There was no way that a human, a despicable weakling of a mortal, could enter this place on his own!

However, the man furrowed his brow in response before lashing out at the dragon. "Hey, don't you dare go ahead and roar at me like that! My ears are still ringing from a duel earlier!"

Clear Wing stiffened from this before roaring in his face again, louder than before; he had...the audacity...to command him to stop?! What a disrespectful creature!

Their little tiff continued on for a few more minutes, the dragon howling and growling in the human's face, and the latter responding with his voice growing louder and arms waving frantically. Eventually, the man decided to clam down for a bit, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

"We're getting nowhere with this..." He sighed before looking directly into the beast's glowing eyes. "Look, in case you were wondering, the reason for my visit should be a little clear by now...you want to be free from this place, don't you?"

The dragon stopped his growl and nearly dropped his lower jaw in shock of the man's words. He...was granting him...freedom? A chance to soar in the skies again? To no longer be restricted, constrained in this airless prison?

He nodded his head rapidly in response, making the man's smirk return to his face as his left hand reached into the left pocket of his short jacket. "Well, glad to see that. Then again, if I was stuck in a prison for...um, who knows how long, I would be pretty desperate as well. Anyway, if you want to escape this place once and for all, all you have to do is...well, bind yourself to this!"

At his last sentence, he pulled something out of the pocket, revealing it as a white card, blank on both sides. The dragon gave a mild glare at the human in response, not completely understanding what he meant. He was giving him an opportunity to escape this prison...only to be confined into a smaller one?

The person gave a nervous laugh before he rubbed the back of his head with his free hand. "Yeah, that's the only catch. But hey, it beats being trapped in this...place for a few thousand years, doesn't it? So...will you accept my offer?"

Clear Wing snorted in response, making his point of not liking the idea. He didn't want to be stuck in any prison...no, he wanted to be free from everything, free from all chains, free from invisible barriers...free from this dilemma.

But unfortunately, what choice did he have? His dreams of complete liberty were a fleeting hope either way: if the man promised him the ability to soar in the skies again, it also came with the cost of being...of being a card, his spirit being inside a thin paper-like object. But if he refused his offer...and if the man's words were true...then, he would never see the skies or even the light of day again!

Finding no third option, the dragon lowered his head and reluctantly nodded. At least he would have the opportunity to fly again...and maybe...when the human's not looking...he could try to break his spirit free from the card.

After all, even though he still loathed the power of the magician's spell, a mere card is still nothing compared to it...right?

He didn't remember the exact moment when his body transferred into the card...but he did remember the first time when he was summoned to the outside world again. Feeling the air beneath his wings, seeing them glitter brightly in the sun like diamonds...and soaring high into the air before diving down at his opponent, giving a great roar while doing so...

Perhaps...being a card wasn't as bad as he figured it would be. He embraced every opportunity of freedom that the human gave him...and over time, his desires to escape from the card and wreak havoc grew lesser and weaker...

And even his thoughts on the human changed; he showed a strong desire for liberty and freedom as well. Whenever he rode on that machine on the highways...a D-Wheel as they called it...the dragon could empathize with him. He felt every pang of his beating heart; he could hear every thought racing in his mind; he could feel his overwhelmingly forlorn dream to save his world from darkness...

Clear Wing smiled to himself at this: yes, they had more in common with each other than he would ever believe...and he wouldn't have it any other way. His new freedom may have prevented him from fulfilling his inner nature to destroy, but it gave him a different dream instead; it granted him a friend and partner to fly the skies with, to bring a hope of light in the midst of the darkness...

And soon, that dream would pass down to the new generation...and Clear Wing and his new owner would both make sure of fulfilling that dream.

Yeah...I had a different view of Clear Wing than probably a whole lot of people. I don't think he was originally a huge airhead until he met Yugo (that boy can be quite an influence). But here's my headcanon version of him.

I figured him to be prideful of his wings, and overjoyed with the blessings of flight and freedom, but in his original nature, he would use those blessings to bring havoc unto man, declaring himself as the ruler of the skies. I also think that most of Owari's power (well, specifically, Synchronization) was transferred to him, hence, why he is the one with the synchronization in the show (which is also why he was so empathetic with his owner)...

And of course, Clear Wing also softened as well (but he's still impulsive), especially when he met Yugo's father...and later, the boy himself. Seriously, that banana-haired boy is a lovable and friendly character...well, most of the time. XD

Starting to see a pattern? Each of their personalities/nature reflect off around one part of Owari's personality: for Dark Rebellion XYZ Dragon, it was his rage and anger; for Clear Wing Synchro Dragon, it was his power to synchronize/communicate and his will for freedom. In conclusion, since their owners also have a part of Owari's darkness inside themselves, it leads them to be indirectly influenced by the dragons, and as a result, when their (the master's and/or the dragons') minds or willpower are weakened and therefore vulnerable to Owari's dark nature, he can manipulate them and initiate Berserk Mode and Synchronization...although, in my opinion, Berserk Mode is a little more complicated than just that (but I already explored Berserk Mode in "True Darkness" and in some of my other stories, so I'm not explaining it again.).

In the end, it all goes back to Owari. And hopefully, if my headcanon theory about the whole Dimensional Dragons/Counterparts/Destruction and Creation entities is correct in the show...prepare for a whole lot of future action and drama, folks. And it's scary, because Owari might as well be the darkest YGO villain ever created if he became canon...actually, no, he wouldn't be. In terms of creepiness, Yami Marik still holds that crown (the guy has some serious face problems. D8...why do I even like him more than Yami Bakura...?!).

Anyway, reviews!

To KuriMaster13: Yeah, definitely. :D It's sorta ironic about a dragon being a knight...since we all know about knights and dragons back in the medieval days...

To Noble Soul of Purity-Aamuet: Don't worry, I've edited the changes, so it's now correct. Thanks for pointing it out! :) And I'm glad that you loved Dark Rebellion...and hopefully, Clear Wing as well!

To joshadams: I'm happy that you liked the characterization/theory of Dark Rebellion! Although...I can't help but wonder what your theories are... :D

To SwordOrPen: Come to think of it...you're right. Their aces were always sentient in some way...wow, foreshadowing? 8)

To ShadowFire10: Yeah, classic Dark Rebellion...and another part of my theory is that since all four dragons are basically each a part of Owari, they also have small parts each other. So, Dark Rebellion (and the others) has a VERY tiny part of Synchronization (which manifests itself whenever they get closer), but his main characteristic is his rebellious nature and anger, not his power (although his monster effect is very awesome). Clear Wing gained the majority of Owari's powers of Synchronization, so that's that. As for Odd Eyes Dragon...well, he wasn't one of the Four Dimensional Dragons, so he doesn't have any special powers that are linked to Owari. I consider him a normal monster who was very special to Yuya before he...um, sorta gained Odd Eyes Pendulum Dragon from...not saying where yet. Basically, any monster that isn't either one of the Four Dimensional Dragons (the obvious), an evolution or upgrade (NOT DOWNGRADE) of one of the Four Dimensional Dragons (Beast Eyes, Rune Eyes, and Crystal Wing), or a creation of two or more Dimensional Dragons (Odd Eyes Rebellion), is not connected to Owari or his powers in any way. Does that help with clarification? :) Then again, this is just my uncanon theory, not a fact that should be followed.

To The Dark Lord of Chaos: Well, Dark Rebellion isn't exactly the heroic type, but he is trying. And please...refrain from the language. I'm a little iffy with that. :/ But thanks for the review! :)

To Sanokal: Yep, he is...well, originally, he sorta always was a bit of a hothead. And a one-shot about Leviathan Dragon doesn't sound poor...I'm actually quite intrigued. I'll go read that when I have time. :)

Also, there's a poll on my profile. You can check it out if you want. If you do, please vote...since I really can't make the decision myself. :/

Anyway, do whatever you want! I'm not forcing you to do anything! :D Till next time, CTA out!