"Ora.. When will I change back.."

The sound of a little toddler echoed in the back of my mind. "It's been weeks!"

I remember that day.. Ora was teaching me one of the fundamental skills she wanted to engrave into my mind. A Skill she called "Dragon Spirit" which enabled me the use of dragon wings, the breath of white fire and a few other things which I could not remember. I had semi-transformed into a dragonling, and had gotten stuck in that seemingly mutated form.

"A dragon's wings is her pride and joy- especially to us Guardian Dragons." Ora's voice sounded proud and regal. "It's armored plates make it both strong and durable- able to act as both shield and weapon if used wisely." As she stretched her mighty wings I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

I remember looking into my reflection, still puzzled at what I saw. I was neither human nor drake. "But then why do I look like this?" I squeaked.

"I told you, you're my daughter, " Ora's laugh was both out of character and mischievous. "Why wouldn't you look like me?" She nuzzled my face, and as I lay across her snout she lifted me into the air. "Remember my hatchling, the more experience you gain through life, the stronger both you and your powers become. And one day, you will take your full dragon form." Her eye comically crossed as I hung onto the side of her nose. "Never forget who you are my child.."

"I am your daughter!" I beamed happily. "But how do I change back?" I quizzed.

When she lowered me back to the ground she teased, " Well the fastest way, would be with a kiss." I remember her eyes looking up at me- my own confused stare making her laugh.

"What's a kiss?" I asked in horror, half expecting it to be some sort of mystical weapon.

"I'll tell you later.. When you're older."

Ora's voice soon faded into memory once more, as my heavy eyelids flickered. The ground seemed much farther away now, and my senses more acute. Rising to sit upright, comically bumped my head on the cave's ceiling feeling quite perplexed. "Ow.. What happened?" I groaned as I rubbed the side of my head. When the dust cloud settled, and I opened my eyes I gawked at the sudden distance between me and the floor. "What the-" Where my human toes used to stand, stood silver scaled claws. The tense air and power surges didn't seem as intimidating, nor did the empty space in the cave seem so great. My eyes narrowed in focus as the penetrating fingers of light poked at my eyes. "Since when did it get so bright in here?" I asked no one in particular. In my forced dragon form, my senses seemed really acute, I was forced to squint under the stabbing rays of light.

Not a moment sooner from my awakening, did the sound of rumbling remind me of where I was. Without looking over my shoulder, I dashed towards the mouth of the cave-the black dragon was still in pursuit. I slowly uncurled my wings, and no sooner had I exited, was I was soon yanked by a tail I never knew I had. And before I knew it I was skidding on my side, rolling belly side up to have a large black dragon hovering over me.

His menacing jaws opened wide as he charged for his fatal strike at my neck, but thanks to his deep focus, I was able to lash out with my curled wing with the serrated edges, and kicked him off. Rolling onto my side, flexed my armored wings, their little hooks clawing at his arms and legs in a lock of sorts. With a quick motion, I twisted, making him belly flop onto the ground as I sped into the sunlight.

It was here I felt my energy replenish. My glorious wings were wide and grand, and as my muscles arched, my scales tilted at such an angle to make it's iridescent silver glisten and glow. The surge of energy seemed to flow like a slow dance, for I too opened my jaws to prepare for my own attack as I turned to face the charging Black Dragon.

"Guardian..dragon...ROAAAAR" I roared as the brute shot a breath of I don't know exactly what. His strange attack seemed to have surfed through the tunnel that my roar had created until it reached it's center. I ate it and threw it back, shooting a hole through his beloved cave.

I Acnologia the Great Black Dragon had never met such a curious foe. In my 400 years in this cursed world, I've killed numerous dragons, and people alike. This surge of power that swelled within me as well as all my battle scars were the markings and medals of my great power and legendary accomplishments. And to have this strange dragon like creature, randomly transform from being a puny human into a dragon and just casually throw back one of my strongest attacks, puzzled me. I had never known anyone else to be able to take a dragon form as I had. This person however, didn't seem to have control over this transformation. I was intrigued. This silver dragon was both elegant and beautiful in her young age. By the looks of things, she was a juvenile with sporadic powers. I could not help but be drawn to it. The scent this drake carried confused me as it made it hard to identify it to be either male or female. The fact that I had caught a cold did not help in the matter and it infuriated me.

Silver Dragon seemed avid in reflective defensive magic, it's power much stronger at close range. I couldn't help but just gawk as my clump of energy was sent shooting towards my face. The beam missed my neck, face, and head by mere inches. My eyes rounded in mock surprise. I couldn't help but smirk. Perhaps I have finally met my match! Without waiting another second I charged. I had never known a dragon to be so clumsy as this silver plated one. It practically tripped a moment after firing that ball of energy at me taking me aback. I paused in amusement.

HAH! Finally something interesting.

I might just keep this one alive to torture.

"Oh no you don't!" I snarled as the silver dragon turned to fly away, and I grabbed it's tail, dragging it beneath me. My large claw pinned one of it's wings. Now on second glance I could see the feminine accents on its form. My curiosity made me sniff the air hovering around this Spector. From head to torso, I investigated, only to have her scream and comically back hand my face leaving a three pronged slash, "KYAAAA YOU DIRTY PURVURT!!"

I was caught off guard as she reversed the hold and pinned my wing with both claws. Her face was so close to mine, " Y-You're a girl dragon!?" I blurted stupidly. In my shock we locked eyes and accidentally bumped noses. A second later we were both human. "Y-you- uh.." I turned away- my face flushing fast. How was I supposed to say her womanly things were uh... "This is awkward."

"What's awkward?" I heard her say. I sensed her muscles flinch as she looked down at her bare torso, and when I turned to face her she screamed in my face and slapped me yet again.

"KYAAAAAAA DON'T STARE!"