I know, it's taken me an eternity to get another one of these out, but I've been studying Dragon Quest lately, and now I love all the Heroes, so this one really interested me, popsicleicecream795. This one pertains to Solo, and a special headcannon that you will have to figure out for yourself. Please enjoy!
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A day in the life of a Dragon Quest hero is never without its' troubles, but some days are just worse than others. Take Solo for example.
Solo, the fourth Dragon Quest hero, happened to be passing by Reflet's room on the way back from watching a match, when Kamui raced out the door to the Fire Emblem characters' room, clutching a book in her arms. Reflet raced after her, tackling her to the ground. Solo, thinking about what Marth could've done better in that match, involuntarily didn't pay them too much mind… until the Tactician Magician shouted some kind of spell, gasped, and something warm hit Solo in the back.
A couple of painful seconds later, Solo looked behind him at some very startled women. His back felt kind of heavy, but he wasn't in a ton of pain as of now. "Is something wrong?' he asked, 'what did you just fire at me? What was that spell?"
Silence clouded the air for a few moments before Kamui burst out laughing. She pointed at Solo and snickered sarcastically, "Wow, fish head. Nice bird wings. So, are you as dumb as Pit now?" She stood up, dusted herself off, and threw Reflet's book at the owner before turning tail and running off.
Solo was good at many things. Examples may include fighting demons, playing card games, or Zenithian knowledge. Dealing with this correctly was not one of them.
In response to Kamui's insult, Solo drew his sword and started rubbing the hilt with his thumb, breathing heavier than normal. The mage approached the half-Zenithian warrior, trying not to give him any hints as to what was wrong with him; though, I think anyone would find it hard to not stare at the giant white wings that had grown from Solo's back.
"Solo', she whispered calmly, 'I don't want you to panic. Honestly, what happened to you turned out much better than it could have". "Okay, that's good, I think', Solo stared at her with a confused look in his eyes, 'so, what-" "I gave you angel wings", Reflet panicked.
Solo reached his arm around behind him, pulling one fluffy white wing forward. "I'm very sorry about that, Solo', Reflet apologized kindly, then her face scrunched up in confusion, 'wait, the spell I fired was definitely not a transmutation spell, but now you have wings. Are you not completely human?" "No, I'm half-Zenithian', Solo answered politely, attempting to move his new wings, 'Zenithians are-". "Well, I probably brought that half out of you. On the plus side, your wings are gorgeous. Sorry about Kamui, by the way. She's nothing but a pompous little priss, don't bother with any insult she'll tell you', Reflet explained, brushing some of Solo's stray hairs under his helm for him, causing him to flinch a little at her touch, 'you may get a few stares here and there, but I think you'll be alright. I'll have a counter spell by dinner, so drop by later, okay?"
Solo, annoyed that he couldn't tell Reflet about the Zenithian race, nodded and left, crossing his fingers that not many people would give him a hard time. He reluctantly sheathed his sword, fiddling with his tunic to calm himself.
As he was walking, he noticed a couple of fighters talking off to the side; for the record, the only one he knew was Link. He passed the group quietly, trying not to be noticed. "Wow! Solo! I never knew you had wings!' the shrill voice of Princess Daisy rang out, making Solo's heart race a little, 'do you mind if I touch them?" The hero didn't see where she was coming from, and sputtered, "Actually, I do mind. So-" "But Pit lets me touch his? Why are you any different, So-so?" Daisy complained.
Cringing at the clearly-rushed pet name, Solo attempted to turn around and stop the princess, then a hand gripped one of his wings. Solo jumped at her touch, almost immediately yelling, "No!" Daisy flinched and sulked back to her group. Solo received many nasty glares from the talking fighters, and a smug one from Daisy, before walking away quickly.
"I'm just going to go back to the 3rd- no. Sonic and Ewalu probably won't shut up', Solo quietly contemplated aloud, 'What about outside? No. Someone's bound to try and touch me." Solo sat down by the assist trophy quarters' door and drew his sword again, rubbing his fingers into the hilt.
Solo liked doing this.
To him, it was quite calming to know that he was holding something he could defend himself with, and even more so when he constantly reminded himself that it was still there. Solo began practicing opening and closing his wings, just in case he genuinely needed to fly.
A few minutes later, a strange sound snapped Solo out of his practice mode with a start. The door he had assumed was locked opened, and a purple figure waltzed out of it, followed by three men in violet robes. 'Please don't see me. Please don't see me Please don't see me.' Solo worried, folding his wings tightly against his back.
At first, Waluigi didn't seem to notice Solo, much to his relief. But it became more apparent that something was about to go down when Solo stood up to leave. "Hey you! Waluigi wants to talk to you!" Waluigi's voice exploded in Solo's ears, causing the latter to flinch at the sheer volume. Solo didn't comply and started to back away, jamming his fingers into his left ear while rubbing his sword harder in his right.
Waluigi was getting impatient, so he yelled, "Get over here! Waluigi is above you, so you listen to me! Come here! Now obey me, hero scum." Solo tried to run, but his legs wouldn't move, and the room was beginning to spin. Everything was too loud, and the fact that Waluigi's brightly colored robe-clad friends were approaching him didn't help.
"N-No! Stay back." Solo barked, trying to make the ringing in his ears go away. Waluigi cackled loudly, making Solo's situation worse. The men grabbed his arms, clearly attempting to take the 4th hero's sword away. "Let. Go. Of. Me!" He choked on his words, using his wings to cool himself down and fend off the purple people.
"Waluigi doesn't approve of you heroes stealing my roster spot! You do not get to be more amazing than me!" Waluigi shouted. Solo didn't hear him. His world felt muddy and complicated, spinning and twisting around him like a kaleidoscope.
Solo gripped his sword tightly; currently, it was the only thing that could calm him while Waluigi laughed at his state.
"This has gone far enough, Hero!" Waluigi screamed like a banshee that had inhaled helium, making Solo's head throb even more, 'as payment for the trouble you and your idiotic overpowered hero friends have caused me, I'll have that pretty little crown you've got". Waluigi moved to take Solo's Zenithian helm, and the latter panicked.
With Waluigi's hand inches from it, Solo managed to get his right arm free and slash at him, creating a tiny cut on Waluigi's overalls. With the free arm, Solo fended off the rest of the men messily. He used his wings and jumped away, breathing heavily as he ran into the nearest open door, slamming it shut. He pressed his wings and back against the door with shaking hands; the world began to reform around him quickly, restoring a little peace.
Waluigi and his goons pounded at the door, screaming obscenities and slander like it was a second language for them. Still shaking, Solo dropped his sword with a clatter and drove his fingers into his ears, waiting completely still for Waluigi to get bored.
After about 20 straight minutes of standing in that dark broom closet, he heard a strange voice ask, "What are you doing, Mr. Waluigi? Whose in there?" "Some hero boy. He attacked me and ran in here. Could you be a good, obedient boy, and get him out?" Waluigi explained untruthfully, nearly making Solo puke.
'No!' he wanted to scream, 'that isn't true! He tried to attack me and take my helm, and I ran in here', but it felt like there was a mesh net over his vocal cords; no sound came out, no matter how hard Solo tried,
"Well, surely he had a reason', the voice tried to explain calmly, 'maybe you startled him and he attacked you on accident. If it was Elliot, that's almost certainly the case." "No! He attacked me! Now break it down, boy! That waste of space needs to be put in his place!" Waluigi ordered nastily.
Solo picked up his sword again, rubbing it to calm himself down a little more. "Well, I would be angry and terrified if someone was yelling about me like that', the voice responded, ever so slightly louder this time, 'the hero that you drove into this closet is hearing everything you say, and I bet he's really hurt that you're saying such things about him. I think an apology on your end is in order, Mr. Waluigi."
Solo tried to think of where he had heard that voice before. The voice was young, and male, but there were lots of voices like that. This one sounded, safer, warmer, almost like an older brother, but Solo couldn't think of the name. Waluigi pounded at the door, screaming again, "Come out, stupid overpowered hero!" Solo felt like he was going to pass out from exhaustion, sinking to his knees as his world began to swirl again, begging to himself that it would all just go away.
"That's enough!' the voice became louder, but not loud enough to hurt Solo's head, which had finally stopped pounding like a bass drum, 'how dare you speak about someone like that. I don't care how powerful you claim you are, human decency still applies to you, Mr. Waluigi. I don't know who's on the other side of this door, but honestly, they have all the reason to be hiding from you. No one deserves to be berated like this. I will talk to you about this later, but you need to leave, now!"
Solo's world reformed itself much quicker as more time passed from Waluigi's last statement. He didn't say anything else, so Solo guessed that he left. The hero backed away from the door slowly, preparing for the person outside to open it. But they never did.
Instead, he heard, "Hey there. It's me, Mega Man. Mr. Waluigi left, and I want you to know that I'm here to talk to you. I don't care if your known to be strong or not, I'll talk with you. Do you want to come out and talk about it?"
Solo shuddered, sheathed his sword once more, took a deep breath, and slowly cracked the door open. He saw Mega Man, with no armor on, standing about two feet from the door, arms at his sides. Rock smiled warmly when he saw Solo's face in full.
"Solo', he whispered kindly, 'are you doing alright?" Solo opened the door fully to show Rock his wings, hoping that he made a good choice showing them to him. Rock's eyes sparkled with amazement. "That's incredible!' he calmly, quietly exclaimed, 'Your wings are gorgeous, Solo. How come I've never seen them? Or do you not feel comfortable telling me? If that's the case, I completely understand, Solo."
Finding his courage, Solo's voice emerged, coughing, "It's, uh, a new development. One of Reflet's spells hit me, and I got Zenithian wings because of it. You know, I'm half-Zenithian; these wings are more common among the nobles of Zenithian culture".
Mega Man looked very pleased to hear that. "Wow! That's really cool, Solo!' he calmly exclaimed, 'the Zenithians seem like a really interesting race. Tell me more!" Solo felt his heart skip a beat hearing that. As the smile on his face grew, he told Rock everything he knew about the Zenithian culture, and the robot seemed genuinely intrigued, much to his delight.
Solo talked for hours, only stopping for a bite to eat at dinner time. The two of them walked back to Rock's room, where the conversation continued on into the night, and the rest of the Sensible Squad came to listen. "And that's how the original Zenithian castle was built", Solo finally finished at around 10:00 pm, tired but ecstatic.
"You were right, Solo', Sunny beamed, 'the Zenithian race is really neat!" "Yeah!', Toon Link chimes in from Quinn's lap, 'honestly, come back. I wanna know more!" Solo had never felt happier than he had that night; he had talked about his non-human half for so long, that he almost forgot something. "Wait! Reflet said she'd- I forgot about that", Solo thought out loud, taking his sword off the table. "Come back any time you want, Solo', Elliot called, 'you're always welcome!"
Solo bid them his goodbyes, and ran to Reflet's room. Reflet herself was outside the door when she saw the hero skid around the corner, ramming his wing into the wall. "There you are!' she smirked, 'I was wondering when you'd show up."
"Well, I got into a conversation about the Zenithians, and I've been talking about them since, maybe, 4 this afternoon. Okay, do your thing." Reflet cast the spell, and Solo's wings disappeared. His shirt quickly repaired itself, too. "Those wings are a part of who you are, so I made it so that you can summon them if you wish. I hope you don't mind", she explained.
Solo nodded, smirked, thanked her, and walked down the hall in an exhausted, yet good mood. "Rock was right, I really should go back there sometime', he thought aloud, 'no wonder everyone likes him so much."
Solo popped the door to the 3rd party room open and trundled tiredly inside, shutting it behind him. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Solo smiled, walking toward the bathroom to change into his pajamas; always the same, teal shirt, black sweats, white socks, helm still on his head.
He put his day clothes in the washing machine to wear them the next day, adjusting his helm slightly. Solo turned around to go to bed, and Ewalu came out of nowhere. "So, how was today?" he asked, making Solo jump. "Ewalu, I swear, don't scare me like that. But, today was fine, I guess". "Good', the 8th Hero smiled, climbing onto the top bunk, 'night." "Night', Solo replied, climbing into the lower bed.
Once he was sure Ewalu was asleep, Solo pulled a small, white plush goat out from its' hiding spot in the gap between the bed and the wall and hugged it.
"Hi, Sofia', he whispered into the toy's bow-clad ear, 'don't worry, Ewalu's asleep. I won't wake him. I had a really good day today, and I made some friends. Reflet gave me wings, and I can summon them whenever I want to now. They're much bigger than the 9th hero's wings, or Pit's tiny ones. Trust me, you'll really like them. You remember Waluigi, that assist trophy, you know the one; he yelled at me today, and I froze up, but a nice Smasher named Mega Man helped me calm down, and we talked about Zenithians with his friends. Will I tell him and his group about you? Maybe. More on that tomorrow. Goodnight, Sofia."
Solo tucked Sofia under his arm, kissed her goodnight, and fell asleep minutes later. Even after all he had been through, even through how much he liked to be alone, Solo was grateful for Mega Man's help. With Sofia in his arms and his helm still on his head, you could almost see Solo smile in his sleep.
A day in the life of a Dragon Quest is never without its' troubles, but some days are just better than others in their own way. Night, Solo.
-End of One-Shot
Thank you for reading up to Chapter 40! This has been a crazy ride, but I'm glad I've gotten so far on FanFiction. Thank you all for being so kind! I plan to look into more stories you guys tell me, so please, tell me what's on your mind. Also, do tell me if you found the headcannon, along with your story idea. As always, please leave a commment, and have a great day! Angel is out!