CHRISTIAN'S POV
Being possessed by the fell dragon is almost like being a puppet. A puppet with nasty claws, horns, wings, and fire. I was still conscious of everything I was doing, but I really couldn't stop Grima from attacking Morgan/Naga. But let me just say for a couple of dragons in a human's body this was a cool fight. Except I didn't want anyone dying.
They were fast dragons, too. Morgan and I flew at each other faster than sound. Grima/me threw a barrage of 13 punches, (I don't know if it was the whole fell dragon thing or purely coincidental) and Naga/Morgan blocked all of them with the same speed and kicked Grima/me in the chest. This all happened in about 2 seconds.
"Time to retaliate." Grima's hissing raspy voice came from my mouth and he slammed my fists together, causing a jet of black flames to fly towards my sister. "I think not, fell dragon." Morgan cupped her hands, facing me, and sent a column of blue flames, which collided with my own. This caused a large explosion of purple which blew the roof off the place, sending chunks of debris down below. The split second I had to look I saw Validar erecting a shield over himself and proceeded to keep wailing on Chrom and- is that Father?
If I was right I needed to end this before Grima noticed. "Too late. I can read your thoughts you know. I'm not after your petty father at the moment. I will possess him after I kill your sister and discard you. No need for the filthy curse words either, fool." If that wasn't creepy I don't know what was.
Grima/me swooped down and picked up a piece of ceiling three times bigger than I was, but I could lift it no problem. He sent it flying head over heels (or whatever rocks have) towards Naga. Morgan simply shook her head and a column of blue flames caused it to explode into bite-size pieces, which rained down below.
These two were on par completely. I see why they were mortal enemies. We both met in midair again. Right, right, cross, jab, left, cross, right, uppercut, circle kick. Naga blocked them all and grabbed my foot, swung me around and threw me at the ground. My sister's face briefly contorted into a look of fear right before I slammed into the ground.
"Don't!" I looked up at the sound of my sister's voice right before her boot slammed into my face, and I went through the floor, falling onto the floor below it, and even falling through the next floor before landing gracelessly on the cold marble floor three floors down. I coughed up a splotch of blood onto my robe as Morgan's hand lit up in blue flames.
"Nice try, Naga." There was an explosion as I raised my hand and blasted Morgan back with a scorching shot of black flames, and she went flying towards the roof. Two scissor blades appeared in my hands, red and black respectively, and we took into the air. I don't know how our wings were intact after landing on them. As we were level with my sister, both scissor blades slammed into her and she shot down with the force of a rocket.
She went right through the crater Grima and I created onto the floor below. We were really trashing the place. We shot towards her at almost a faster speed than her. We changed floors and Grima threw both scissor blades at my sister's still form. In a flash, I saw with my sharpened eyesight, Morgan's eyes opened and she leapt up and grabbed both blades by the hilt and sank them into the marble, hilt first.
A wall of blue flames went towards us, dense as a wall. We lurched to avoid it, and as we righted ourselves…
Right! Cross! Jab! Jab! Right! Cross! Circle Kick!
Grima and I shot towards the ground as the blows collided with us. The wall of flames had concealed Morgan perfectly. Morgan/Naga was floating there with a triumphant look on her face. I didn't know why until my eyes shot open with surprise and pain.
I looked down at myself to see both scissor blades poking through my stomach. We had been set up. "We can still win. She will not expect us to shoot her while she comes down." As if I'd let the fell dragon kill my little sister. "But how will you stop me?" STOP READING MY MIND YOU OVERGROWN LIZARD!
Naga shot towards us, a blade that looked awfully like Falchion in her hand. I raised my hand, ready to fire. Naga's eyes flickered, and for a second, I saw Morgan's terrified face. Naga faltered for the briefest of seconds, and my hand ignited in flames. Without a second thought, I rallied all my willpower and turned my hand towards myself, and felt a rush of pain.
Jack's Corner
Uploading this from my phone at the movies. It starts in like a minute. Morgan wins! But is Christian still alive...? Thats for me to know and you to find out :3