A/N: NEXT CHAPPIE NEXT CHAPPIE NEXT CHAPPIE!

Ed: ...?

Roy: 8D (holds up a ten-pound bag of sugar)

Link: O.O NOOOOOOOOO!

HEY WE GOT A NEW GUEST! YAY!

FME: (drags in Matthew from FE) Say hi, Matthew, you cutie you!

Matthew: ...Hi.

Eliwood: HAHAHA! Now you're a victim!

Matthew: ...Shut up.

Ed: Oh, just give it up. You'll be acting hyper very, very soon. How do you think he got that way? (points at Eliwood, whose dancing with Roy to White Stripes)

Matthew: Well, that's just great... (shrugs, goes off to dance as well)

8D YAY THIS CHAPPIE IS SO AWESOME! JUST YOU WATCH! (PS: Those who want to see my art, the URL is on my bio page.)

Dragon Blood: Chapter 6: Metamorphosis

His eyes were closed as he felt the high winds blow around him, his long clothes and hair following their flow willingly. A smirk played across his young, pale face as he felt his hands grip his bone staff tighter in anticipation. Soon I'll be able to soar on these same winds...

But his delightful thoughts of the near future ended at the sound of a metal door opening and closing as the final key of his process. Entered the roof via the central tower of the three back towers of the SSBM Mansion. Though he heard light footsteps approach, Vanuto did not turn away from the southern skies the Mansion faced.

Roy stood stiff, feeling vulnerable, at the very least. He was missing his usual armor and cape, exposing the top of his tunic, the brown-sleeved shirt revealed to be a sort of undergarment for his blue tunic. No Sword of Seals rested on his hip. He felt like reaching for its hilt defensively, but knowing it wasn't there, he could only clenched his fists and bite his lip nervously. Before he could even announce his presence, Vanuto spoke first.

"So... the half-dragon decides to leave the safety of his den to seek answers..." he drawled eerily. "I admire you for being prompt. Now, as promised, all will be revealed."

Roy was left a little shaken from that first, cryptic remark, but came back to his senses and nodded, though Vanuto had his back turned to the Pherean. "Go on, I'm listening."

The sorcerer's gaze reached the heavens. "As I explained to you before, dragons disappeared off the face of this world a long time ago... at least on mortal ground. The Dragon Gods inhabit the heavens and watch over us, even after what the human race had done to their kind.

"The Dragon Gods aspired to preserve the knowledge, powers, and ancient lore of dragons, but since none more existed on Earth, they could not transfer the special blood through fated means. They required a different approach, a way to keep the bloodline flowing. And they found one.

"Every once in a while, the Dragon Gods choose an unborn child of destiny and plant the ancient blood in their veins. These chosen ones are indicated by the fiery flames of dragonbreath and the bright skies these graceful creatures once ruled..." is head lowered and he made a smooth turn to face Roy with both crimson eyes exposed by the billowing winds.

"...By vibrant red locks of hair and bright eyes of blue."

Roy's eyes bulged and he took step back in fear of the truth. So that meant...

"Yes..." A smirk came to Vanuto's face as he fully turned to face the shocked Roy. "You are one of these chosen ones, the ones that hold the special blood that grants them the powers of the mighty dragons."

So that's how he could summon fires at his will. Roy found himself staring down at his hands, finding the truth hard to believe. A chosen one, a youth like him was really a chosen one? For what reasons did the Dragon Gods choose him? Did this mixed blood serve a purpose in his destiny? He didn't know.

But that still didn't answer why Vanuto was so damn interested in him.

As if reading his mind, Vanuto continued, a smirk in his face. "Many dragon sorcerers are not favored enough to be given the blood, and in most cases the blood is wasted on those who refuse to answer its call. That's why you are so special."

Roy's fearful gaze snapped up to Vanuto in realization as he began to approach the half-dragon, an obsessed look drowning out his usually calm demeanor. "I have been searching for years for a chosen one like you, one that has answered the cal and cultivated the ancient powers to their full potential. It makes the blood that much stronger. With blood like yours, I will become unstoppable."

Roy backed up as Vanuto came closer and closer until his back pressed against the wall of the back tower. He flinched in horror as the sorcerer stood above him, the sun framing his figure and casting eerie shadows across his features.

"Of course, I had my doubts before, since you didn't originate from Earth, but it seems the Dragon Gods extended their gifts far beyond the boundaries of this world..." His eyes and staff glowed in unison. "Now that I know for sure, I will no longer need to hesitate in my plans for you!"

He's going to kill me! Roy's brain screamed as the crazed sorcerer prepared the final blow...

...But he stopped short, sensing something on the wind's breath. Instantly his brows furrowed and lips curled up in a snarl in disgust, and he raised his staff as it continued to glow a fiery crimson. From behind the tower hovered Link and Marth, panicking as they floated in midair, surrounded by the same colored auras. Their plan had been to climb up the northern wall of the Mansion, fully armed, and hide behind the tower until Roy needed protection, but now that they were found out, their little backup plan had failed.

Vanuto turned his scowl to Roy. "I thought I told you to come alone," he hissed.

"So, is that it?" Marth bellowed from above, outraged beyond belief. "Is Roy just a tool in your lust for power?"

"SILENCE!" Vanuto shrieked, thrusting his staff to the side. At that force, Link and Marth were thrown to the west side of the roof, forced out of the action. Despite the pain moving throughout his jarred limbs, Marth's furious scowl from before never wavered.

"I will NOT have any interferences! Not when I've come this far!" Vanuto screeched.

"LINK! MARTH!" Roy cried out, only to regain Vanuto's attention and have the sorcerer pin him against the wall with the magic the staff produced. He began to whimper as he realized he was helpless to whatever Vanuto had in store for him. The terrible grin on his face suggested something vile and wicked.

"I need your blood, but with the state it's in now, it would be useless. Your human blood stands out and shapes your physical form and mind..." His staff began to glow once more. "We need to bring out the dragon blood, to expose it in its purest form..."

There was a surge of electricity in the air now, radiating off the bone staff and leaping towards Roy as if trying to grasp him in their spell. As the magic sparks crept onto his skin, the Pherean gasped in pain and the process began to take its course, Vanuto chanting through it all.

"Dragon kin that once ruled this earth..."

Roy cringed in immense inner pain, losing the strength in his legs, and collapsed to his knees. He cried out as every fiber in his body felt as though they were being stretched to their limit and beyond.

"ROY!" Marth cried out in horror, but Link held him back, knowing that if they interfered, who knew what it could do to either them or Roy. and so, the Alteanian and Hylian could do nothing but sit there and watch helplessly their friend undergo a peculiar transformation.

"The mighty Gods have conceived you in this human vessel..."

Roy cried out in agony as he felt the shifting of his spine and pelvic bone, his body stretching and growing slightly in size. There were a series of nasty cracking sounds as the rest of his bones, muscles, and joints curved and twisted to nature's command.

"And here you have rested as your powers carved themselves..."

Roy's fingernails dug into the stone floor, but not for long, as hooked claws tore through his nail bed painfully, and his hands grew in size, tearing through his gloves. His boots as well were torn to pieces, the end of his pants shredded just above newly-sprouted talons where his feet once were.

"But now is the time to be free..."

There was another ripping sound as a tail with a hooked end stretched itself out to about ten feet in length. Then two bony structures came out from Roy's back just below the shoulder blades, and from them sprouted majestic, leather wings that stretched to their fullest, then retracted as the pain continued throughout Roy's changing body.

"Now is the time to come out of hiding..."

It was impossible to see Roy's face as his mess of hair (which had grown even more untamable) hung over his face, though one could see the droplets forming on the ground below him as he cried tears of extreme pain.

"REVEAL YOURSELF TO THE WORLD, DRAGON!"

Upon this last command, there was a great flash and one last agonizing scream, and then the electricity in the air vanished to be replaced with the gentle winds once more. When the light died down, Link and Marth gawked at the metamorphosis their friend had undertaken.

Sometime during the procedure, his skin had become purple and scaly. His tunic, undershirt, and halfway-torn pants were the clothes that had stubbornly remained on his body, though they seemed a little awkward on his newly-shaped form. His breathing was labored as he took in big breaths of air, but it seemed his own voice had still remained through his painful gasps. At last, he found the strength to lift his head up and reveal his face. A short, round snout protruded out, and his eyes had grown large, yet were still the shade of ocean blue. Somehow, someway, Roy's youthful features were still recognizable through his transformation.

Roy the dragon glanced up at the most amazed gawk on the young Vanuto's face. At this, Roy's terrified gaze came down on himself, and his huge eyes widened a bit more at his transformed body.

What... What the hell's happened to me...? I'm a.. a...

"A dragon..." Vanuto breathed, his eerie grin joined by cold eyes of awe. "I... never thought I'd see a real one..." He couldn't help but caress a chilling hand across Roy's scaly cheek. Normally he wouldn't let his solid exterior fall like this, but the dragon sorcerer had to savor this moment: his first glance upon the beautiful creature of his desires.

"Don't lay a hand on him!" A shout broke his trance and drew attention back to the spectators. Marth's sword was drawn, an icy glare on his usually cool face as the prince sprinted towards the object of all his concentrated hate at the moment. Vanuto returned the scowl, responding to Marth's outburst by raising his staff and stopping him in his tracks with that same magical aura of red. He was suspended in the air, struggling desperately, until a white-hot surge of energy shocked every nerve in his body. It hurt a lot, that was evident in his painful screams.

"MARTH!" Both his friends cried out as Marth groaned and fell from the air like a stone and into Link's arms, left weak from the sorcerer's spell.

Before I proceed, I must take care of these two wretched spoilers! Knowing this, Vanuto raised his staff once more and cast a different spell on Link and Marth, and in a flash, the two were gone. Their weapons and armor fell to the floor in a series of audible clanking noises, the only signs they left behind.

"NO!" Roy fumbled to try and more his new four-legged body with some difficulty, tripping to where they were standing only seconds before. "Where'd they g- unh!" With a hard whack to the back of his light skull, Roy's already uneasy head began to cloud up, and he felt every new part of his body go limp. He saw a pair of green-booted feet above him before blackness consumed his consciousness...

A/N: YAY ROY YOU'RE A DRAGON NOW!

Roy: O.O SAWEET!

Eliwood: But... he... I... GAH, I'M CONFUSED!

I actually wrote this before I started playing Fire Emblem, and now I know who Roy's mom is, my story is kinda whacked... Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter.

Link: Who's his mom?

FME: No spoilers! Play the game yourself if you wanna know!

Link: Aw... fart.

Ed and Matthew: (jamming to Metallica)

XD If you go to the site list at the bottom of my bio, you can see a picture of Roy as a dragon if you want! So, review!