Authors note: This was written very quickly on very little sleep. If they're any big mistakes, just let me know. Thx and enjoy!
Volga watched as Cia gleefully sat upon the Hyrule throne. Preferring a higher vantage point, the dragon sat in a window, high above Cia's celebration. Both she and Wizzro were currently enjoying castle life; having recently driven Princess Zelda and her army from their precious dwelling. Volga couldn't stand the celebration. The only thought consuming his mind was the next time he'd see that knight.
Cia's Hero, the triforces chosen one, blah blah so many names were being passed around about this boy. In his mind the boy was Link. The only warrior he' d met that matched his own fighting skill. Volga wanted nothing more than to meet him in battle once again and defeat him. His hand itched; the absence of his weapon making him uncomfortable. Volga turned away from the mockery in the throne room and instead focused on glory that was Hyrule Kingdom.
Much to the dragons surprise, most of land was left in its natural state. The green field expanded far into the horizon, his own Eldin Caves a mere speck in the distance, The animal inside of him urged to soar over the grass… chase away small creatures with his shadow… roll around in the lava rock s of Eldin. Nothing said freedom like the wings of a dragon.
All the sudden, Volga felt an overwhelming pain in his chest. He froze, his body becoming rigid as purple tendrils of magic poured out of the plating of his armor. In an instant, every thought Volga had; the wind, the sun and the grass; suddenly vanished. Every calming happy thought the dragon ever had was being overwhelmed with and even greater desire to fight and conquer. Cia's magic wormed it's way back into Volga's skin. After a moment, the young dragon regained the use of his limbs. He broke the glass of the window and dove into the morning mist. There was one thought on his mind now. He was going to find that boy and he was going to kill him.
It took only an hour to track them down. The Hyrulrean army was trudging along at a snail's pace, worn out and apparently suffering the loss of their beloved princess. This was new to the dragon and most definitely information that his Master would want to hear, but at the moment he was far too distracted. He needed to find the boy.
Volga circled high in the sky, using his superior vision to scout from a safe distance. He spotted the one called Impa; Hyrule's most capable general and Zelda's personal bodyguard. Next to her was another of the Sheikah tribe. A slender woman with a long blonde bride and golden harp on her back. No Link. Volga scanned the trail of knights behind them, looking for a soldier who wore no helm. It should have been easy finding a blonde speck in a sea of grey.
He hovered in the sky, letting a majority of the army pass by. A steady stream of smoke was trailing out of his nostrils. The idea of swopping down and burning them was becoming more and more tempting. But he held his flames, his honor as a dragon knight superseding his bloodlust. There are somethings Cia couldn't change and his honor was one of them.
Volga let the wind push him back until the Hyrule army was a ways ahead of him. He snapped his jaws at a nearby bird frightening the little thing out of the sky. He watched it fall, and fall until the tree tops of Faron Woods hide it from sight. Feeling a slight emptiness in his stomach, Volga decided to find the bird and have a little snack. As he dove into the trees, he quickly changed into his two legged form wanting to play the animal a bit before he ate. It's a bad habit for sure, but he was still a young dragon. He perched on a tree branch and looked for the creature.
Quite to his dismay, someone else had found the bird. A human- no Hylian?- all dressed in green with a long blue scarf trailing in the dirt. He was kneeling with the freighting little creature nestled in his arms. He was petting it and making cooing noises. What a waste, he wasn't even going to eat it. Volga watched in utter boredom at the kid and prepared to take flight. The wind was picking up and if he took off now, it'd be enough to take him back to the castle without much work,
The wind also carried a familiar scent. Traces of hay, wild grass and the oh so pungent smell of metal. All these different scents led back to one person; Link. Sure enough when the he turned, it was the same shaggy blonde Volga faced on Hyrule Field. Every nerve in his body felt like it was jolted with electricity. Instinctively, he rolled his shoulders back. The muscles in his legs tensed and prepared to pounce.
Volga waited for just the right second to attack; for the moment the boy was distracted enough to strike him down. He watched as Link calmed the bird and eventually won it's trust. He watched the bird nip at his nose with its beak and noted how carefree Link looked when he smiled. He watched the bird jump out of the boys arms and up into the sky. He watched Links smile falter as he turned back into the direction of his army; his war.
Volga watched all of this with insatiable curiosity. It had been a long time since he'd been this close to a Hylian and not fought him. He felt a little sad as Link trudged on into the trees to join the army and also incredibly confused. Two minutes ago he couldn't wait to burn the Hero to a crisp. How odd the day had turned out to be. Volga stood to his full height now, his predator instincts dulled. He glanced one more time in Links direction before leaping into the air and heading back to Cia.
On the tree branch where he took off, a single purple strand of Cia's magic fell to the ground and vanished in a puff of smoke.