LightningReformed: After quite the wait, here is the new chapter! But with a new chapter comes a new addition! I recently decided to take on a co-author! Please join me in welcoming PhoenixHelix! Anything you want to say?
PhoenixHelix: I'll just keep it short and sweet, glad to be part of the story telling, looking forward to see where this one goes. Back to you, LightningReformed!
LightningReformed: As a disclaimer, Kuro is PhoenixHelix's own OC so all credit for that goes towards him! Also, props for helping me edit and make changes to the chapter! Hope you guys enjoy the first co written chapter for this story!
Sunlight peeked through the partially closed blinds, hitting a sleeping student's eye. Blissfully unaware of the chaos currently taking place over the academy, the student lazily rose from his bed with a slow yawn. His deep red eyes eventually gaining focus as he realized he was also alone in the rather unkempt dorm room he called his own.
He eventually managed to pull himself from off the mattress just as a pair of pink silk panties, lain purposefully on his drawer, caught his attention. His lips turned into a pleased smirk as he noted the small mirror next to the undergarment with a message written in lipstick.
"Want more later? Call me! Rumi x"
"I think I left a good impression..." he chuckled to himself as he got to his feet and stretched out his limbs.
It had been a good night for him, having managed to bring one of the hottest cheerleaders from third year back to his dorm room for a night of pleasure. He recalled the entire night as he decided to take a quick shower; she'd been screaming encouragement like a banshee as he worked his magic - neither caring at all for the noise of the bed creaking and rocking against the opposing neighbour's wall.
He hummed with satisfaction as he then pulled himself from under the cascade, not bothering to turn off the tap as he dried himself and threw on his uniform: Not bothering with the jacket or tie, just the shirt which he only bothered to button up two or three times over his vest along with pants and shoes. In fact the only part of him he seemed to take notice of was his golden brown hair which he skilfully in a single motion, brushed backward leaving a spiked effect.
"What can you say, big boy?" he asked, fliring to his reflection with a wink before walking over to the window with a grin.
"Time to see who wants to ride Thunderdome today~" he crowed before putting one foot out the window, carelessly to any beholder allowing himself to fall to the ground, only to slow down to a gentle step before casually walking up to the academy.
The door to a classroom opened with a slam as the red eyed student posed.
"Ladies, ladies, ladies! Kuro's open for busin..." he declared before glancing around, realizing that the room was empty. He shrugged and decided to walk over to the next classroom; it hadn't been the first time he'd walked in the wrong room. He opened the door but again, there was no teacher or students.
"Huh, one teacher pulling a sickie I can understand..." Kuro began but shrugged again, closing the door as he smacked his lips; he was in the mood for a drink.
On the way out, the clock hanging on managed to catch Kuro's attention. His red eyes squinted as he read the time. "Huh. 5:14 already? Damn, must have been on fire last night to have slept this late," he mused. "I guess that explains the empty classrooms."
As the battle between Drayce and Kuyo continued in the scenery behind the glass, Kuro obliviously walked through the next hall towards the vending machines and made a sigh of satisfaction as he noticed his favourite 'Blood Orange Juice' was freshly stocked. Rather then dutifully slip in the right amount, Kuro skilfully rubbed two fingers together before tapping over the option, sending an electrical charge through the machine and manipulating the mechanics within to distribute the drink.
As he took his beverage he noticed a pair of girls rush past as they headed into the main yard. Quickly checking out their figures and features, he grinned to himself and cracked his neck as he instantly dashed to the door they were heading toward, preparing to get either one of them, or if he was smooth enough, both of them won over with his charms.
"So, what's got you two fine..." Kuro began as they rushed through toward the yard, passing him without even noticing.
"Damn, to think we skipped and almost missed this!" one of them exclaimed as she and her friend continued on.
"What could be more fun than me?" Kuro asked almost indignantly but then chuckled. "Nah, they were just shy."
He decided to follow them into the yard and as he did, he beheld what must have been the entire student body in complete chaos. While most were targeting what looked to be the Security Committee, though there were many who were simply just targeting each other.
"Oooh revolution! Ain't seen one of these for a while" Kuro commented to no one in particular, but then the huge shadow overhead caught his attention. He blinked in silent amusement before wandering over to the nearest wall and looked up at the spectacle.
"Huh, dragon. There's something you don't see everyday..." He muttered as he cracked open the can at last; taking a deep drag of his drink just as a student was sent flying right past him.
The blast left Drayce's mouth and hit the ground where Mizore was just milliseconds ago. The beam traveled forward, cutting through the entire school and the ground below it before shutting off.
"He can't control himself! Get out of here!" Gin growled as he let go of Mizore's collar. "I'll hold him back as long as I can!"
"Thank you," she managed to gasp as she massaged her throat. To her right, Drayce roared in anger then reared up to charge another blast. Seeing this, Gin dashed forward, swinging around the dragon's neck then yanking up and to the side, causing the blast to go through the top tower of the school, disconnecting it completely.
Drayce screeched in frustration and reached up with his talons, managing to grab hold of Gin and slammed him into the ground with so much force, he went through the roof and was sent crashing several floors below.
"Gin!"
The roaring sound of laughter could be heard from Kuyo. "Look at this! He can't even control himself! I don't have to do anything at all!" Kuyo shouted with glee.
"Drayce! You've got to wake up!" Moka shouted.
"He's not going to. Power running rampant in his veins like that. He won't be stop unless beaten in battle, in which case, he'll sooner die from exhaustion," Kuyo called out, feigning worry.
Growling with frustration Moka rushed forward, despite the fatigue from infusing Tsukune.
"Are you crazy?!" Kurumu shouted in disbelief.
"Moka! Don't! He could kill you!" Yukari cried out.
"Someone has to hold him back while you get away!" she retorted as she began striking at Drayce with all the remaining strength she could muster.
Despite her effort, Drayce was barely unfazed but the attacks resulted in him growling as if annoyed, before swatting Moka away as if she were a fly. He briskly charged up another blast and just as quickly unleashed the torrent of fire.
Just as the stream subsided and the smoke cleared, all that remained was another hole in the roof.
"MOKA!" Yukari screamed, fearing the worst.
"Where's Tsukune?!" Ruby asked frantically from out of nowhere, noticing the boy was gone from his spot.
"Look there," Mizore said, a relieved grin on her face; on top of the nearby tower stood Tsukune with Moka in his arms. His eyes were glazed over briefly before he blinked, life seemingly returning within his pupils as he finally registered where he was and who he was holding.
"Wha-?! Moka! What am I doing here?!" he asked surprised and confused as the last thing he recalled was feeling numb and the world darkening around him from the injury the Yoko had inflicted, yet had somehow fully healed over as if it had never even occured.
"Took your time to wake up sleepy head," Moka responded with a small chuckle, flicking Tsukune's nose causing him to crinkle it and jump down back onto the roof with a somewhat elegant grace before setting Moka down.
"That's a dragon." Tsukune said blatantly, gazing at Drayce. "A very big dragon... who, when and what?"
"Yeah, that's Drayce but he can't seem to control himself," Mizore said disheartened with a shake of her head.
"Ok, so he's a dragon with no control... Mizore, it has to be you. If he's in there somewhere, you can snap him out of it!" Tsukune encouraged; regardless of how insane the whole situation seemed, he would allow himself to process it all later. For now he could only think of the fact of how to help his friend. "He'll listen to you, I just know it."
"We already tried! I won't get through!" She protested.
"You will; you're everything to him, if anyone's going to get through to him, it's you" Kurumu agreed.
Taking in the encouraged looks from her friends, she nodded and cautiously stepped forward the raging beast. "Drayce! Please, listen to me!" she pleaded.
"Well this ought to be amusing..." Kuyo snickered as he crossed his arms, almost enjoying the attempt the yui-onna made; nothing brought him as much delight as watching those 'beneath him' suffer. In his mind it was the price of insolence for challenging his view of justice.
Drayce's head turned with a snap and faced her, his fangs bared, with his lips pulled back, as he let out a snarl. Mizore began to inch forward again but stopped as the snarl escalated to a growl.
"Wake up," she cooed. "Come back and wake up."
This seemed to calm him somewhat. The breathing slowed and his muscles relaxed, as he seemed to recall something about the girl in front of him; his primal instincts blinded his judgment like a fog and yet somehow through the haze, she seemed so familiar, so known to him, precious even.
"She's doing it!" Yukari exclaimed.
"Be quiet!" Ruby scolded. "Let her focus."
"Remember who you are, remember who we are," she continued as she reached out a hand.
Hypnotically, Drayce's head began to move towards her until his muzzle was just barely touching her hand.
"Wake up."
Drayce blinked. His limbs felt heavy, and man was his back sore. He tried to reach back to massage it but he found that he couldn't bend his arm very far. Looking to his left and right, he realized his arms were chained with glowing white restraints.
"Well, the pipsqueak final woke up in his own dream at least," spoke a man in a gruff voice.
"Patience brother," came a woman's reply.
"Hey kid, look up," the man snapped.
Drayce looked up and found himself face to face with two strangers, a man in full suit of battle gear and a woman dressed in a silk gown.
"I know. Where am I? Is this a dream? Blah blah blah," the man teased, moving his hand mockingly.
"Forgive my brother," the woman spoke, interrupting her sibling with a kick to his shin. "For lack of better words, he can be a bit of a sarcastic asshole."
"I couldn't tell," Drayce replied with a frown, staring at the two of them as he allowed himself to ponder. "This is my conscience, isn't it? I lost control when I transformed."
"Bingo! And as of right now, you're on a rampage! You're out to kick some ass and are looking to blow some shit up. Great, awesome..." the man began.
"But!" the sister interrupted again. "If you don't control yourself, the lives of everyone you love will be lost to you."
"Umm, oh no I guess? But you still haven't told me who you are," Drayce replied almost comically.
"Ugh, there are two of them now," the woman groaned as if she expected such a response.
"We'll give you a hint," the man in armor said and he snapped his fingers.
For a brief moment, the visage of two great dragons could be seen behind them, rearing their heads before flickering away. "Ideas?"
"You two are the First of Dragons. And by the way you're dressed, I'd say the two from that fairy tale," Drayce guesses. "Heliod and Crystella."
"Kid, the moment it's real, it stops being a fairy tale," The brother, Heliod spoke.
"Well you two don't look like you're mad or angry at each other," Drayce spoke. "It said you guys had a rivalry so great, it destroyed the rest of the kingdom."
"And it's her fault! Freaking priest..." Heliod complained as Crystella's cheeks reddened slightly.
"There may have been a miscommunication with the prophecy I told my priest at the time. It was said that a child of the two clans would be the one to raise it. Unfortunately, she misinterpreted as raze as in destroy, instead of raise as in elevate," she explained embarrassed.
"Ever wondered why you could do ice and fire magic? Your parents, despite the clans' warnings, fell in love and got landed with you," Heliod snorted.
"Your father was a vortex dragon, a fine warrior of my clan," Crystella spoke, a hint of pride in her voice.
"And your mom was one of mine, a star fire dragon," Heliod agreed. "When dragons give birth, the offspring will be a product of the father and mother which is why you have so many types of dragons. They aren't all categorized as fire or ice dragons."
"Then what am I? A light dragon? That's about as close as I could come up with," Drayce asked now invested in learning, even if this was a conjuration of his subconscious made almost real.
"Every dragon's left eye identifies their heritage. Take a look at yourself, I'm sure you'll piece it together." Crystella encouraged, conjuring an icy mirror.
Drayce peered into the mirror and studied his eye. "Galaxy. A galaxy dragon?"
"What the prophecy actually meant was the child between the two clans is destined to be the next King of Dragons and unite the two warring clans. Your mother foresaw this in the stars and this should explain your family's self imposed exile. They feared for your life, from those who feared you because of that single misunderstanding" Crystella explained with a nod.
"When they died, we decided to look after you ourselves. You became our champion," Heliod said. "That allows you access to our powers; if you can learn how to use 'em of course. You caught on to mine pretty quick."
"Any chance it could take down the annoying asshole outside my conscience?" Drayce asked.
"Oh yeah. Enough to knock him into the next decade," Heliod confirmed with a grin.
"The only challenge that remains for you is to free yourself from these chains that bind you," Crystella spoke.
"Oh, that's been done for some time now. Maybe 30 seconds after I woke up?" Drayce pondered as he causally let go of the chains, letting them fall to the ground and was awarded with the clank that followed.
"Cheeky little bastard," Heliod laughed. "I told you he would do it!"
"Brother, it doesn't matter!"
"You still lost the bet!"
The last thing Drayce heard or saw was the two siblings bickering before he was suddenly pulled into the real world. He blinked awake, the fog clearing from his sight and beheld Mizore before him, her hand on his muzzle. He slowly lifted his head and shook it. He watched Mizore slowly stepping back, her eyes widening in realisation.
"You should have left by now," he asked, his voice ringing through his friend's minds.
His friends' faces broke into wide grins at the sound of his voice.
"Well, took you long enough," Kurumu joked.
"Mizore, I'm sorry for the way I acted and to the rest of you, I'm sorry for putting all of you in danger. I know my apology doesn't mean anything with everything that I've done but I just want you to understand," Drayce offered guiltily.
"That doesn't matter now," Mizore spoke softly. "Just win."
Drayce nodded and wheeled on Kuyo. He flexed his tail and paws, preparing to go one on one with Kuyo in monster form.
"So you finally regained control, but are you feeling strong enough?" Kuyo sneered as he unfolded his arms and prepared for the coming fight.
"Perhaps."
He rushed Kuyo with surprising speed for a monster his size, bringing down his talons. Kuyo's eyes immediately widened as he dodged the strike, retaliating by condensing and hurtling a stream of fire towards Drayce.
The flames roared and crackled against Drayce's skin but did absolutely nothing.
"Try harder."
Kuyo snarled as he was forced onto the defensive with the coming attacks; slowly losing ground while becoming more and more overwhelmed by the sheer brute strength of Drayce's strikes.
"You fight well, but everything you learned you learned from me!" Kuyo roared. "But this was something I never showed you!"
He concentrated and with a flick of both wrists, multiple tiny balls of blue fire were conjured and began to hover around the yoko. Drayce looked around warily before looking back at Kuyo, an insane smile was growing on his face.
"Game over," Kuyo hissed before throwing both hands towards the dragon; each of the balls shot around Drayce before transforming into a beam of highly concentrated fire that pierced his body from every angle. White blood began to pour from the wounds as he dropped to a knee.
"Drayce!" Mizore screamed as she began to rush toward him, pausing at the sound of his voice echoing in her mind.
"Relax, this fight's as good as over for him," Drayce spoke as he got back to his feet and began advancing on Kuyo again.
"Seriously, what the fuck?!" Kurumu exclaimed. "How can he keep pushing himself like that?!"
"Neat trick, Foxface, but I've got one of my own," Drayce retorted.
"Then let loose little dragon!" Kuyo laughed a laugh suddenly drowned out by Drayce suddenly roaring before blasting a stream of fire right towards his feet. The fire curved upwards and circled around him, forming a self sustaining fiery cocoon and as the flames swirled, bursts of fire shot outward.
"His monster energy is surging! He was powerful before but now it's off the charts!" Ruby cried out as she tried to conjure a barrier to shield herself from the blazing heat.
At once, the flames expelled outward, revealing a new entity within. Drayce's monster form had become even more monstrous. Now standing at a towering 30 feet, his skin emitted a red light instead of white. His red crown seemingly moulted into a black one with black spines protruding from the sides and curving around towards the mouth. Though most fearsome of all, on the spine of each massive wing was an extra dragon head.
"I wasn't expecting something THAT scary at all!" Kurumu screamed, taking a step back in surprise.
"Still talking shit? Bring it."
Drayce's voice seemed to be overplayed with another person's voice. A male, much deeper and gruff than Drayce's own voice. It was enough for Kuyo to take a step back before his ego forced him forward with gritted teeth.
"No one makes a mockery of me!" The yoko snarled as he concentrates again and let loose another barrage of concentrated blasts of fire. Drayce flared out his wings to its fullest extent in response causing magenta colored waves to emit from his body, dissolving the beams of fire into mere embers as they struck.
"That's not... this can't be happening to me!" Kuyo exclaimed in dawning horror, his ego fueled aggression finally subsiding into realizing the fight was beyond lost.
"Trust us Kuyo, it is," Drayce responded as he reared up for a blast, joined immediately with a pair of blasts coming from the heads on both wings. The three beams blended together into one as it connected and flung a severely injured Kuyo towards the ground with so much force, it almost buried him beneath the rapidly expanding crater.
"I told you we had enough power."
"I'll definitely be getting used to this," Drayce replied to the voice of Heliod in his head.
"Not bad, kid. We'll see ya soon. Trust me."
As soon as Heliod's presence seemingly faded, Drayce began to transform back into his human form, the power he got from his new found mentor draining away. Once fully transformed, he immediately fell to his knees.
"Drayce!" Mizore yelled as she ran to his side, hoping he hadn't pushed himself too far.
"I think...I think I'm gonna…" he gasped slowly. "Take a nap." with that, he keeled over and passed out right then and there.
Moka limped over to the pair and glanced down at the dragon's sleeping form. "Do you blame him for hiding all of this?" she asked inquisitively, receiving a sideways look of pondering as she took in the question.
"To be honest, I don't know; even after being gone for so long, I can tell there are things he wants to stay in the past," Mizore answered quietly as she caressed Drayce's cheek. "Things that may be too painful to remember."
"It's a dangerous thing to try to bury everything - it always comes back to haunt you in the end," Moka replied heavily as she moved to reattach her rosary seal. "Help him. For all of us."
The seal quietly clicked back into place, reverting Moka back. Tsukune ran and caught her just as she collapsed and behind him was the storm of students that had been trying to get to the roof before. The student body that managed to pour onto the roof began to murmur in awe at the destruction that the fight had caused, pointing and gaping at Kuyo's unconscious form on the ground below.
"Oh, Tsukune!"
The boy looked to his left to see Ms. Nekenome with a relieved smile on her face. "I'm glad you're alright! It's not everyday someone like you beats Kuyo!"
"What? I-" Tsukune began only to be cut off by a chorus of voices from the students.
"Yeah! No human could ever beat Kuyo in a fight!"
"We're sorry we doubted that you were a monster!"
"Ehh, sure," Tsukune replied sheepishly before noting the most important thing; "We need to get Moka and Drayce to the nurse's office quick!"
Ms. Nekenome nodded as her tone suddenly became uncharacteristically serious. "Make way everyone! Tsukune, you can carry Moka. Mizore and I can carry Drayce. It's going to be some time before they recover!"
After downing a third can of blood orange, then tossing it as the crowd above parted and let Tsukune and the others pass, Kuro belched and gave a silent clap.
"Bout time someone else delivered a couple kicks to that clown's ass." He muttered to himself; recalling a few weeks prior when he and Kuyo had come face to face, before finally taking notice of the state of the students; he'd completely ignored the fighting raging around him, having been too invested in checking out the big fight above and now that was done with, the students who weren't up on the roof were finally put in check by the faculty with many of them having to be helped up with the state they'd wound up in.
Kuro couldn't help but pout, he'd missed the chance to see who'd wind up in bed with him and looking at the state of the building following that last attack, chances were that Mikogami would be forced to suspend all lessons until the damage could be repaired.
"So much for my plan to get some more nookie today... the dragon gets one over foxy a, the hotshot gets the credit and suddenly everyone's tits up. Where am I gonna get some fun now." Kuro hummed a grumble before towards the front of the ruined building with a pondering expression.
"...Wonder how long till Nurari comes along with that bus of his..."
