A/N I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh... someone else does.
Yugikid: The green eyes gray dragon doesn't really exist. Ah, the benefits of fanfic. I knew Safiya's guardian was going to be a dragon, and since gray is my favorite color, it was going to have a gray body. It couldn't have red or blue eyes, because those were already taken, so I chose to give it green eyes. And that is how the green eyes gray dragon was born.
AlexaIshtar: I'm glad to hear that you enjoy my story so much.
Atemu gently took hold of Safiya's arm, causing the image in her mind to fade, andhe led her into the center of the arena. With reverence in his voice he said, "A great battle once took place in this arena, and it was not just a highly competitive game played among friends. As I've mentioned several times, there are those who use the shadow games for evil purposes, and as pharaoh, it is my duty to seek them out and defeat them before they can cause any damage. When my father was pharaoh, he partook in such a shadow game, the winner of which was to become, or remain, ruler of Egypt. Fortunately, my father's guardian was strong, and together they triumphed." He paused, then his voice became quiet. "He was a great man, and he had immeasurable skills in the games. He taught me everything he knew."
She hesitated before responding. "I never realized that so much could ride on a single shadow game," she said softly.
"Yes, but thankfully, those games are few and far between." His voice regained some cheerfulness as he continued. "And now, let's meet this guardian of yours."
"What do I have to do?"
"Just hold out your dia diank and will your guardian to appear."
"You mean to say that all I have to do is think about it?"
"Yes."
She looked down at the golden plate that covered her forearm. With no more than a thought, the arm band expanded and a golden wing appeared out of the side. There were three parts to the wing, and the first began to glow. She had never before seen a guardian released from a dia diank and wasn't sure what to expect. She hesitated, as a wave of fear and excitement washed over her. Suddenly, a large gust of wind rose out of the arm band. She covered her eyes as the wind whipped around, tugging fiercely at her hair and clothes. She shouted Atemu's name, but no sound could be heard over the roar of the wind.
Without warning, the wind ceased. She slowly dropped her hands to her side and tentatively looked up. She was astonished by what she saw. Before her loomed the green eyes gray dragon.
The majestic beast stood proudly before her, claiming her as its master, and for a moment, she forgot Atemu's mention of its ferocity. It was a beautiful creature with tough gray scales creating an inner protective layer around its body and soft gray feathers creating a deceptively innocent outer layer. Muscular hind legs supported its massive frame, allowing the dragon to move with speed and agility when the need arose. A long tail weaved back and forth lazily in the background, sketching elaborate designs in the soft sand. Powerful feathered wings were folded tightly to the creature's side, almost as if they had the power to shield from an impending attack. The dragon's arms were not as well-muscled as its legs, but they were still weapons of destruction, tipped with claws that were shaper than any sword or dagger she had ever seen. The creature's head was supported by a long, muscular neck with short spines down the back.
It lowered its large head so that it was eye-level with Safiya. Just one of its emerald eyes was as big as her face. She reached out to stroke its feathered jaw, and found it gently leaning into her touch. The dragon closed its eyes and began to purr.
"Atemu," she whispered. "Can you hear it?"
Atemu, standing to the side of the creature, was in shock. He still had his doubts regarding the dragon's existence, yet here it was standing before him. He hesitantly reached out to touch it.
As soon as Atemu's hand made contact with the soft feathers on the creature's side, it abruptly stopped purring and snapped its large head in his direction. In one swift move, it threw Atemu to the ground. With one of its powerful hind legs, the dragon held him there, forcing his body into the soft sand. As vicious as the move appeared, the dragon was careful not to pierce Atemu's flesh with its razor-like talons. With every muscle in its body tensed, the dragon turned its head to Safiya, as if to ask her what to do next.
