So you've returned, lovely! I didn't want to make my Issei to overpowered, so even if I did the introduction before... well, just read on and find out what's going to happen. Anyway, let's go!
Super hero time!
Shuujin: That's got to be the worst pun you've ever made. did you even try?
Issei: But I haven't made any puns!
Shuujin: What were you going to call the weapon?
Issei: ... kit o' nine tails...
S + I: Break the chains! Phone up the future!
"But you won't be keeping me for long, not at this rate."
Sitting down in the surrounding fire, Issei was forced to crane his neck up to barely meet the chin of Ddraig.
'You know, once you get past the whole big bad dragon thing, this is a remarkably normal conversation… about how there's a dragon inside me.' The boy mused, feeling the sweat drop down his face. Okay then, maybe not the MOST normal conversation he's had.
"People are looking to take me from whoever holds me and even if those attempts don't succeed, I'm already being forced out of here." The great crimson dragon explained, a confused look coming from the student sat in front of him. "That phone of yours, it's just like every other; your either working with the contract you have or you're paying a cost every time you use it. Think about it, you used that phone to tap into the ouroboros' power and you have to pay the cost now; that cost is me."
"Wait, Ouroboros? Who's that?" Issei voiced, a heavy sigh escaping the dragon.
"I can't make up my mind if you would've been a good host or not." Ddraig claimed in despair. "The one who calls you father, Ophis I believe it was. She is a legendary dragon, one of the strongest within the entire world and you just tried to force all of that power into your weak little body. You weren't made to handle that, so I have to deal with your mess."
Well the woman in blue was rather mysterious and she appeared to him when he had died; her child being one of the most powerful people in the mortal plane did make some sense. She didn't look a day over what, ten, though! To be considered one of the most powerful at such an age… but that was just an appearance, wasn't it? She had great powers; being able to change her physical appearance wouldn't be too out of character for the odd little girl, would it? Well, not little if she could be any size she wanted to be… did she even have to be a sh-
No! No more thinking down that line!
"I've had to change your heart, your lungs, and pretty much a fair majority of your muscles a small amount, though they'll also easily sort themselves out for the rest; muscles can come back to good shape pretty easily." Ddraig said, leaning down close and baring his teeth in a threatening grin. "Consider it as a leaving gift from me, just for you. With dragon parts, you'll be much stronger."
"But why are you leaving? We've only spoken for the last, I don't know, five minutes!" Issei protested, though he couldn't deny the moments where the fires behind the vast creature briefly became visible through draconic flesh.
"You say that like I get a choice in the whole manner." Ddraig quipped back, looking at skin that pulsed with translucency. "The world will always find a way to balance itself and balancing power granted to people is even more of a priority. The higher beings have deemed you too strong if I were to remain with you, so say goodbye to a strength you never know you held."
"Well from the short talk we've had, I must say that you seem like a nice… dragon to speak with." Issei replied with a small smile, mirrored by the dragon.
"Well don't worry then. There's also one thing to make note of." Ddraig said as the moments between his existence and disappearance grew shorter and shorter with the passing seconds. "I was given to you for you to be this generation's red dragon emperor while the phone granted you power you weren't really meant to receive. That means the boosted gear was the power you were born with and that sort of power tends to remain with you in some way no matter what. Now go! I mean no offence, but the transfer to another host is painful and can you blame a person for wanting to keep his final moments looking powerful?"
Not waiting for a reply, Ddraig gave a fierce wave of his wing, the bluster born of his action blowing both Issei and the fire surrounding away, the dragon closing his eyes as the shocked scream of Issei rang out as a dying echo. Flexing the hand that faded away slowly the crimson dragon could only look into a non-existent distance where his next host would be awaiting, mere minutes away from being born, making Ddraig wait potentially the host's entire life before they would appear before him.
"Well, that is if something doesn't happen with the current host. Issei Hyoudou… keep yourself safe." He thought those would be his last words, his mind falling asleep with concern for the boy, but a small window burst through the featureless sky, Ddraig looking in an seeing a sight that brought the energy back to his bod even as he fell asleep.
'I see. So there's nothing to fear then…'
Waking up to the feeling of two objects draped carelessly over his body, Issei's first thought was to freak out, naturally. He had been told that parts of his body had been exchanged to draconic counterparts with only the most basic of explanations, but wiping the tiredness out of his eyes, blurry shapes of white, yellow, black and purple slowly formed into the sight of Kunou and Ophis fast asleep upon his body, the sofa unable to accommodate all of them with enough space to share.
'Oh dear lord, what are my parents going to think of this!?' Issei mentally screeched, attempting to shake himself free to no avail, two grasps far too strong compared with what their stature would portray. The situation was only made even worse by the presence of footsteps that echoed through the hall, a crazed gaze turning to the clock which showed six thirty; far too early for his parents to awake, let alone sane enough to try and come down without risking collapsing on the floor. With every tick, the person was too footsteps closer to discovering the sight of a teenage school student known for his perverted tendencies having two children over him. Yep, perfect! Nothing wrong with this issue!
"Issei, stay still. Last night was too much for you to be moving now…" Kunou moaned from her dreams, the footsteps suddenly pausing in their movements.
'To which ever god hears this, I want all of my possessions to be passed onto Ophis apart from my porn mags, which are to be split evenly between Motohama and Matsuda…'
"It seems I was right to worry about my daughter if this is what she gets up to now… how fast they grow when they leave home…" a feminine voice declared, the worst option from whoever could come in confirmed. If it were a burglar, then the two would be okay with losing their pillow for a moment and if it was his parents, he could just say he was babysitting for money. There wasn't an easy reason to give to this person though, or perhaps it would be much easier, seeing as they had to know about the supernatural.
It didn't match the musical tones that were the woman who called herself Ophis' mother, so there was only one other choice: Kunou's mother.
"I can assure you, we definitely didn't do that! I swear on my heart!" Issei yelled in a whisper, trying to stand up with all of his might despite the two girls that clung tight. "We just got into a… dangerous situation."
Yasaka could only remain silent for a moment, letting the boy she found with both her daughter and another young girl stew in his own fears before bursting out into light chuckles, the sound rousing the pair from their blissful sleep.
"To be honest, I was expecting far more from the being who could release so much power, but it is both reassuring and slightly frightening that it was just this young girl." the kitsune said, looking down on Ophis as she stretched out with a small yawn, unceremoniously kicking Kunou to the floor.
"Hey!" the young blonde whined before catching a glance of her mother standing in the doorway before happily cheering and rushing over, catching Yasaka in a heavy hug. "Mummy!"
"It's lovely to see you too Kunou. How have you been?" the woman returned happily, a serene content smile upon her features.
"It's been amazing! Issei became a super cool fighter and Phis became a sword!" the young kitsune gushed, crossing the room to tug upon the arm of a non-refusing Issei. "He's amazing! There was this vicious werewolf, but then Issei was all like 'Calling number one dragon!' and became a superhero! Ophis was all like 'let me join!' and then became a sword and then they fought the werewolf and the guy's head came off!"
Yasaka had to wince at the pure excitement her daughter showed at having a werewolf's head chopped of in front of her. While those who rebelled were known as vicious monsters across the world, a child being exposed to that sort of thing at a young age was never good. What was more interesting however, was the way she mentioned Phis, the young girl presumably and Issei changing. There had recently been some quiet grumbling about her position and whether there were other people who would make a more suitable fit, but if she could secure someone of power at her side, then they would have to fall back…
"Oh, really? Is this something that you can access at will?" the yokai leader asked to Issei, the boy scratching the back of his head.
"Um yeah, though I'm not too sure about afterwards. It seems to take a lot of stamina to take that much energy into my body." The brown haired chosen one said, Yasaka nodding. She recalled a tale that was spread to frighten the young ones about someone who tried to take too much power and exploded from all of the sheer energy that was in him; power always come with a price.
"And can I see this happen?" Yasaka pushed, wondering how far she could go and from the withdrawal of a golden phone from Issei' pocket after a few moments of fumbling and mumbling, it appeared to be quite a bit. His finger hesitated over the button though, looking to the still open door.
"Oh, are you worried about being heard? I placed a field that limits sound to this room just in case the other residents within this house weren't aware of your abilities, but there's already the one which prevents any nearby houses from hearing." Yasaka reassured, Issei's eyebrow raising of its own accord.
'Probably Ophis.'
CALL!
"Would you mind if I used the power of Kunou rather than Ophis?" Issei asked, flicking from the centre button to the 2 where Kunou's face smiled back and to the centre once more when Yasaka shook her head. "So number two it is then."
NUMBER TWO – KITSUNE!
CALL TO ARMS!
"Feels… different this time." The boy breathlessly remarked as a circle of glowing orange surrounded him, rising upwards as a pillar of fire to encase his entire body before surging inward. The feeling was indescribable, an odd mix of pain and pure euphoria. Unknown to Issei, the change from human to draconic organs made them much more receptive to the changes introduced through the essence of a kitsune flowing through his very blood, being much better designed to cope with intense heat. The empty hand burst into flames as the boy held in front of his face in amazement.
'There's something familiar… about this…' Issei pondered, keeping his hand under his gaze regardless of the interest the other three showed. 'It's like I've felt these flames before, recently…' it didn't take long to settle in, the boy's grim rather demonic when highlighted by fires.
"I see… Even if you've disappeared to who knows where, you left your gift with Kunou…"
"Ooh, does this mean I can do the transformation thing as well!?" Kunou suddenly blurted out in excitement. "Do I get to be a sword too!?" Well, she didn't need a verbal rely when she felt a sudden sinking in her stomach, the source being the fact that every single molecule of her body was being reduced down to its most simple components and changed into a new form, the orange energy floating into the burning appendage. Like a seasoned blacksmith, the fires forged the formless energy into wild tendrils of burning power, solidifying into leather bond whips of a dark burnt orange that flailed of their own accord.
"Issei… did you just turn my daughter into a cat o' nine tails?" Yasaka questioned in pure awe, the nine tips blazing with their own fire in answer.
"Ooh, this is so weird! Mummy, look at me now! You said I could be anything, so I became a weapon!" Kunou, still within her weaponised appearance, called out in a distorted voice, her words sounding as if they had been spoken through water. "Can't I stay here a little longer, Plllleeeeaaassseee? It's so much fun!"
"Well I'm afraid if the heir of the Yokai leader is gone for too long, questions will have to be asked…" Yasaka explained, a disappointed groan coming from her daughter. "However, there is another possible scenario…"
"What is it!? Whatisit whatisit whatisit!?"
"Well, I have been looking for someone who can work alongside me to deal with some troublesome people, but people that trustworthy are one of a kind…" the woman said, Issei releasing a sigh at the inevitable change. "I mean, they would have to be strong and get along well with my daughter if they were going to be the one who kept her safe."
"Emotional blackmail, nice choice." Issei deadpanned, already hearing the incoming begs and requests.
"Please Issei! We would be able to come back whenever you want, because then you'll be my protector and then everything would be okay!" Kunou claimed, the trembling of incoming tears already present in her echoing voice. "You can visit my home and I can keep coming back to see all of those people in the academy! Think of it as keeping your promise to return me back home from before!"
"I suppose I did make a promise to you back then…" Issei conceded, holding up a single finger when Yasaka was about to raise her own voice. "But that doesn't mean I don't have any questions or requests to make this an equal exchange."
"Of course, I wouldn't expect anything less if I were in your shoes." The elder kitsune replied.
"What's your deal?"
"It's simple enough. First, what would happen to my parents with all of this?" He began. "I'm sure they aren't expecting their son to move out with some woman they haven't met before as well as two young children, one that looks like the child of the woman."
"A simple spell would have them believe they won a special location in Kyoto and with schooling all sorted out and their loose ends all tied, they should have no objection to making the move." Yasaka suggested with a finger to her lips. "If not, we could add that their son has been selected as the lucky one from the school's population, to try out for a special therapy to get rid of pervertedness."
"Okay, unnecessary. Second, what about my schooling then? Is that going to be your answer for the devils that will be sure to question my movement so soon after my… unfortunate first end."
"… I'm sorry, for all that it means. Anyway, I should be able to get that through easier, so don't worry. If your parents already agree to the move, then getting their consent would be a given anyway."
"And homing?"
"You'll be residing near to my own residence of course, but it will be completely independent from us unless you choose to take inner residence. You wouldn't be with your parents, but it would be much easier to protect you."
"And finally… what about Ophis? She's good to come with right?"
"Naturally."
"Then I have no objections… kinda." Issei said, clapping his hands together around the handle of Kunou. "I don't know exactly how I feel about manipulating my parents like this, but if it means it can keep someone safe…"
"I, shall do it." Ophis volunteered, rubbing the last remnants of sleep out of bleary grey eyes. "I, will make no mistakes."
Pressing buttons like mad, she dashed around the console to flick several switches both up and down, her face shadowed by the bright light behind him.
"Okay, so I've changed that, twisted that one, it's probably that one down, those two up…"
So there was a chance that she wasn't exactly sure where she was going, how she would get there or even if she was going to get there in a single piece, but hey, optimism! Pulling out the screen after a rapid flash of her fingers over the keyboard a bright smile burst onto her face.
"Rider, you've got this down to a tee! Probably not going to hit anything this time!" she proudly declared, pulling down a large lever with a tiny cheer. The craft was pushed to its limits, all engines firing at maximum towards the target, every single movement going utilised as Rider continued her scramble around the console. Only a single wrong movement would result in a death most horrendous and a cute girl like her wasn't going to get one of those, not if she could help it!
Looking to the sides, Rider nearly paused at the sight of the different outfits, male and female, old and young, as she diligently continued her work. She had to make sure she succeeded, that everyone succeeded.
It was for their benefit.
Let's put that on hold. Excuse me, who are you Rider? Well, both of the previous numbers have been rather based on elemental powers (or at least, kingdom hearts would have you believe that nothing is an element) so I wanted something that was a bit more physical, not counting the transformed girls.
1 - Dragon (Ophis: scale slicer)
2 - Kitsune (Kunou: Kit o' nine tails)
3 - ?
4 - ?
5 - ?
6 - ?
7 - ?
8 - ?
9 - ?
0 - ErRoR (woman: ErRoR) got to have some story long secrets!