Elixir of Kings
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esp_dragonFandom: Arago/Noblesse
Summary: There was someone else with Aris when she went to South Korea…
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Crossover! Set post-season 2.
So this is part of the crossover me, Dragontamer and Yarra were brainstorming last night/this morning, and it's completely not finished at all, this'll most likely change and I'm terrible with long fic, but I also haaaad to write this.
Genre: General
Word count: 512
Status: Work in progress
Elixir struggled to breathe, every drag of air using up what sluggish energy he had. But he was thinking again. It had been a while since he'd done that.
How long though…?
He shook his head. Not the time to think about it, or important.
What was important was getting out from what was crushing him, getting away from the suffocating dry air.
And to do that… He grunted, bracing his shoulder against what was on top of him and pushed. It shifted a tiny bit, dust drifting onto his face.
Still, it moved, and Elixir kept going, the task getting easier with each passing second, his energy coming back, his bones knitting together again.
With one last heave, he shoved it off him and took in one clear gasp of breath.
And started hacking up his throat, his lungs still filled with dust.
'Master! You're okay!'
A glowing skull hovered in front of his face; he ignored it with practiced ease. Still hallucinating, then.
But… Elixir tilted his head up to the star-filled sky. It was a nice view.
He was supposed to stay put until Aris came back, but it was obvious something had happened since the last time he was drugged. Maybe this time he could escape.
Lurching to his feet, Elixir started walking, filtering out the chittering from the skull.
* * *
M-21 had started seeing things from the corner of his eyes – it wasn't that whatever-they-were moved when he looked. Just that he couldn't see them face on. And they only seemed to be around the house.
The others couldn't see them; he'd checked their reactions.
It had been happening long enough that he knew he wasn't imagining things, so he should go ask F-
"Huh?"
He turned to see Tao leaning towards his laptop screen, frowning as he tapped on his keyboard.
"There's movement at Aris' hideout."
Shit. "The Union?" M-21 said, going over. They'd already sent someone to check what had happened?
Tao shook his head. "From under the rubble. But it's been a couple days now – even we wouldn't be able to claw our way out after that long without food or water."
Tao was talking about himself and Takeo, of course; M-21 knew he would have died by now.
A window flashed up on the screen and Tao nodded. "Yeah, it hasn't rained for two weeks now."
"Maybe another robot?" M-21 asked, watching the rubble shift. If it had been more machine than hu-
The concrete slab fell away and M-21's eyes widened. Not one of Aris' robots, looking pretty much like an unmodified human. With grey hair and that might have been because of the debris, some parts looking far lighter than the rest.
"Is that your brother?"
M-21 groaned at that yelp, but he couldn't say the person on the screen wasn't.
"Come on," he said instead, turning away. "We have to get him before he does anything."
"Yeah." Tao nodded, closing his laptop and pulling out his phone. "I'll go get Takeo."
The three of them should be enough.
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I was going to add Rio's and Crombell's povs but decided to stop there.
Summary: There was someone else with Aris when she went to South Korea…
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Crossover! Set post-season 2.
So this is part of the crossover me, Dragontamer and Yarra were brainstorming last night/this morning, and it's completely not finished at all, this'll most likely change and I'm terrible with long fic, but I also haaaad to write this.
Genre: General
Word count: 512
Status: Work in progress
Elixir struggled to breathe, every drag of air using up what sluggish energy he had. But he was thinking again. It had been a while since he'd done that.
How long though…?
He shook his head. Not the time to think about it, or important.
What was important was getting out from what was crushing him, getting away from the suffocating dry air.
And to do that… He grunted, bracing his shoulder against what was on top of him and pushed. It shifted a tiny bit, dust drifting onto his face.
Still, it moved, and Elixir kept going, the task getting easier with each passing second, his energy coming back, his bones knitting together again.
With one last heave, he shoved it off him and took in one clear gasp of breath.
And started hacking up his throat, his lungs still filled with dust.
'Master! You're okay!'
A glowing skull hovered in front of his face; he ignored it with practiced ease. Still hallucinating, then.
But… Elixir tilted his head up to the star-filled sky. It was a nice view.
He was supposed to stay put until Aris came back, but it was obvious something had happened since the last time he was drugged. Maybe this time he could escape.
Lurching to his feet, Elixir started walking, filtering out the chittering from the skull.
M-21 had started seeing things from the corner of his eyes – it wasn't that whatever-they-were moved when he looked. Just that he couldn't see them face on. And they only seemed to be around the house.
The others couldn't see them; he'd checked their reactions.
It had been happening long enough that he knew he wasn't imagining things, so he should go ask F-
"Huh?"
He turned to see Tao leaning towards his laptop screen, frowning as he tapped on his keyboard.
"There's movement at Aris' hideout."
Shit. "The Union?" M-21 said, going over. They'd already sent someone to check what had happened?
Tao shook his head. "From under the rubble. But it's been a couple days now – even we wouldn't be able to claw our way out after that long without food or water."
Tao was talking about himself and Takeo, of course; M-21 knew he would have died by now.
A window flashed up on the screen and Tao nodded. "Yeah, it hasn't rained for two weeks now."
"Maybe another robot?" M-21 asked, watching the rubble shift. If it had been more machine than hu-
The concrete slab fell away and M-21's eyes widened. Not one of Aris' robots, looking pretty much like an unmodified human. With grey hair and that might have been because of the debris, some parts looking far lighter than the rest.
"Is that your brother?"
M-21 groaned at that yelp, but he couldn't say the person on the screen wasn't.
"Come on," he said instead, turning away. "We have to get him before he does anything."
"Yeah." Tao nodded, closing his laptop and pulling out his phone. "I'll go get Takeo."
The three of them should be enough.
I was going to add Rio's and Crombell's povs but decided to stop there.