Awakening the Guardian
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: There was someone in Frankenstein's forest. Not only was there someone trespassing inside a dragon's territory, they were also casting magic. He wouldn't let someone get away with such a challenge.
Notes: Dragon!Frankenstein :D
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Word count: 1,187
Status: Complete
There was someone in Frankenstein's forest. Not only was there someone trespassing inside a dragon's territory, they were also casting magic.
Frankenstein curled his lips, baring his fangs as he dug his claws into the ground before launching himself into the sky with a powerful beat of his wings.
He wouldn't let someone get away with such a challenge.
* * *
Tao panted, helping to support Takeo as much as he could, the sounds of angry soldiers crashing around the burning forest foliage behind them.
"Told ya I didn't need that protective armour," Tao said, adjusting his grip on Takeo's torso. "We wouldn't be moving as fast if we'd gotten it."
"And if you'd gotten it I wouldn't have been so worried for your life when you snuck into their camp." Takeo grunted and Tao winced, the broken arrow shaft in Takeo's stomach drawing his attention every time he checked on him.
"Well now we can share the worry of both our lives together. How about that?"
Takeo huffed, but didn't say anything, tugging Tao to the right.
Tao followed his advice; it wasn't an ability like Tao's magic, but Takeo just seemed to know where to go sometimes, like he saw everything he looked at, or could see everything around him. And being an archer, an ability like that was very useful.
It didn't seem to work when Tao threw something at his head, which mollified him a little; Tao's powers lay with lightning and Hearing. On quiet days, Tao could hear news of towns the wind carried, and when it was noisy, he could distinguish the exact person in the crowd he wanted to find so long as he had heard them talk before. He couldn't help train Takeo if he did have Sight abilities, that wasn't Tao's speciality.
Their path led them down to a steep riverbank and they skidded down it, Tao using his staff to slow them down so they stopped before they splashed into the water.
"Think we've got the dragon's attention yet?" Tao murmured, staring up at the sky. He couldn't hear roaring or the prickle of magic, but he'd sent enough magic up to grab anyone's attention who was sensitive to it.
There was the prickle of magic Tao was looking for, but it had come at his back and Tao cried out at the sharp pain that smashed into his back. He crumped, dragging Takeo with him.
"You thought you could get away after sabotaging our anti-dragon weapon?" the captain -the one with the pompous hat that Tao had pegged as so Up To No Good that he'd badgered Takeo to join him to follow him- snarled.
"Weren't expecting to," Tao wheezed. He wanted to struggle to his feet, give the guy one last speech to the face, but his body wasn't responding. Blood was trickling out his body, he knew that much. Too much and too fast.
"Just wanted to stop ya." Because there had been too many rumours of a group of humans who had been killing dragons, taking both their treasures and their magic. A dragon was a dragon, but they only brought trouble down on a person who dared step into their territory - if they were left alone, they kept to themselves.
Humans with power though, and who had been gaining power? They stretched out, grabbing whatever they wanted and no-one had the power to fight back.
The captain's staff tip glowed and Tao braced himself for the final blow. "You think that will slow us for-"
Tao sucked in a breath, the sheer weight of magic pressing down on him, making it harder to breathe. That wasn't human magic, could never be mistaken for human magic, and the captain disappeared in a tower of black flames, the soldiers scrambling back as they screamed.
Gold scales and a long serpentine was the impressions Tao got in the whirl of claws and magic that tore through the other humans.
A roar reverberated through Tao's entire body and all he could do was try to take in one more breath through the haze of pain.
Then it was silent. Tao tried to roll over to see Takeo. It took a few tries, the pain in his back like something was still in there, digging in deeper into his flesh, but when he made it, the dark stain on Takeo's stomach was still growing, getting darker. Takeo was pale too, and from how Takeo's eyes widened at the sight of him, he must have looked the same.
It was getting colder.
"Least...we could do that before we died," Tao wheezed. It couldn't be a complete waste.
Tao was too weak to flinch at a sudden wind, hearing the dragon land. Must be to make sure all the human tresspassers were dead.
'You did this to help me.' And now Tao was hearing voices in his head. Talking to spirits in his last moments? That couldn't be right.
Something blocked the sun from Tao and Tao stared up at a blue eye that glittered like alexandrite. The dragon was so huge its head was bigger than Tao was tall. 'You're hearing the voice of the dragon you helped, humans.'
Oh. "Hi," Tao croaked out.
'There is not much time left -as I'm sure you're aware- but I would like to repay you for your deed.'
That was it. Tao was dead and this was one last dream. Dragons didn't offer boons to anyone.
'That's because there have been few humans who have tried to help us, rather than steal our treasure.' The dragon's eyes focused on Takeo. 'I can give you some of my power; I will bind your souls to mine, and you will live for as long as I do. It means you will leave behind your humanity, and your bodies will be changed, but you will ultimately live.'
Last minute deals was something demons tended to do to get a person's soul but now Tao could understand why even if the dying person knew it was a trap, they still agreed to it.
Tao wanted to live. "Yeah." He wanted to say more, but he could barely say that word, let alone anything with more syllables.
"I agree," Takeo breathed.
A wave of magic flowed over them and Tao was sure there was supposed to be more formalities to when your soul was bound to a magical creature.
It didn't matter. Tao closed his eyes, his entire body tingling.
* * *
He had been able to complete the spell in time and Frankenstein could feel the butterfly light beat of their hearts pulse in his mind.
It would be some time until their bodies would change; it wouldn't happen until their bodies had recovered from the injuries they'd received, but until then, they would rest.
Frankenstein scooped the two humans into his hands and flew back to his home. It had been a long time since he had anyone come to his home, but he had more than enough room for them.
Though he might have to move some of his books first.
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For otpprompt's 'One or both of your OTP is soul bonded to a dragon(s).' I haaaad to, haha.
So, next year's Nano fic? Hahaha.
Summary: There was someone in Frankenstein's forest. Not only was there someone trespassing inside a dragon's territory, they were also casting magic. He wouldn't let someone get away with such a challenge.
Notes: Dragon!Frankenstein :D
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Word count: 1,187
Status: Complete
There was someone in Frankenstein's forest. Not only was there someone trespassing inside a dragon's territory, they were also casting magic.
Frankenstein curled his lips, baring his fangs as he dug his claws into the ground before launching himself into the sky with a powerful beat of his wings.
He wouldn't let someone get away with such a challenge.
Tao panted, helping to support Takeo as much as he could, the sounds of angry soldiers crashing around the burning forest foliage behind them.
"Told ya I didn't need that protective armour," Tao said, adjusting his grip on Takeo's torso. "We wouldn't be moving as fast if we'd gotten it."
"And if you'd gotten it I wouldn't have been so worried for your life when you snuck into their camp." Takeo grunted and Tao winced, the broken arrow shaft in Takeo's stomach drawing his attention every time he checked on him.
"Well now we can share the worry of both our lives together. How about that?"
Takeo huffed, but didn't say anything, tugging Tao to the right.
Tao followed his advice; it wasn't an ability like Tao's magic, but Takeo just seemed to know where to go sometimes, like he saw everything he looked at, or could see everything around him. And being an archer, an ability like that was very useful.
It didn't seem to work when Tao threw something at his head, which mollified him a little; Tao's powers lay with lightning and Hearing. On quiet days, Tao could hear news of towns the wind carried, and when it was noisy, he could distinguish the exact person in the crowd he wanted to find so long as he had heard them talk before. He couldn't help train Takeo if he did have Sight abilities, that wasn't Tao's speciality.
Their path led them down to a steep riverbank and they skidded down it, Tao using his staff to slow them down so they stopped before they splashed into the water.
"Think we've got the dragon's attention yet?" Tao murmured, staring up at the sky. He couldn't hear roaring or the prickle of magic, but he'd sent enough magic up to grab anyone's attention who was sensitive to it.
There was the prickle of magic Tao was looking for, but it had come at his back and Tao cried out at the sharp pain that smashed into his back. He crumped, dragging Takeo with him.
"You thought you could get away after sabotaging our anti-dragon weapon?" the captain -the one with the pompous hat that Tao had pegged as so Up To No Good that he'd badgered Takeo to join him to follow him- snarled.
"Weren't expecting to," Tao wheezed. He wanted to struggle to his feet, give the guy one last speech to the face, but his body wasn't responding. Blood was trickling out his body, he knew that much. Too much and too fast.
"Just wanted to stop ya." Because there had been too many rumours of a group of humans who had been killing dragons, taking both their treasures and their magic. A dragon was a dragon, but they only brought trouble down on a person who dared step into their territory - if they were left alone, they kept to themselves.
Humans with power though, and who had been gaining power? They stretched out, grabbing whatever they wanted and no-one had the power to fight back.
The captain's staff tip glowed and Tao braced himself for the final blow. "You think that will slow us for-"
Tao sucked in a breath, the sheer weight of magic pressing down on him, making it harder to breathe. That wasn't human magic, could never be mistaken for human magic, and the captain disappeared in a tower of black flames, the soldiers scrambling back as they screamed.
Gold scales and a long serpentine was the impressions Tao got in the whirl of claws and magic that tore through the other humans.
A roar reverberated through Tao's entire body and all he could do was try to take in one more breath through the haze of pain.
Then it was silent. Tao tried to roll over to see Takeo. It took a few tries, the pain in his back like something was still in there, digging in deeper into his flesh, but when he made it, the dark stain on Takeo's stomach was still growing, getting darker. Takeo was pale too, and from how Takeo's eyes widened at the sight of him, he must have looked the same.
It was getting colder.
"Least...we could do that before we died," Tao wheezed. It couldn't be a complete waste.
Tao was too weak to flinch at a sudden wind, hearing the dragon land. Must be to make sure all the human tresspassers were dead.
'You did this to help me.' And now Tao was hearing voices in his head. Talking to spirits in his last moments? That couldn't be right.
Something blocked the sun from Tao and Tao stared up at a blue eye that glittered like alexandrite. The dragon was so huge its head was bigger than Tao was tall. 'You're hearing the voice of the dragon you helped, humans.'
Oh. "Hi," Tao croaked out.
'There is not much time left -as I'm sure you're aware- but I would like to repay you for your deed.'
That was it. Tao was dead and this was one last dream. Dragons didn't offer boons to anyone.
'That's because there have been few humans who have tried to help us, rather than steal our treasure.' The dragon's eyes focused on Takeo. 'I can give you some of my power; I will bind your souls to mine, and you will live for as long as I do. It means you will leave behind your humanity, and your bodies will be changed, but you will ultimately live.'
Last minute deals was something demons tended to do to get a person's soul but now Tao could understand why even if the dying person knew it was a trap, they still agreed to it.
Tao wanted to live. "Yeah." He wanted to say more, but he could barely say that word, let alone anything with more syllables.
"I agree," Takeo breathed.
A wave of magic flowed over them and Tao was sure there was supposed to be more formalities to when your soul was bound to a magical creature.
It didn't matter. Tao closed his eyes, his entire body tingling.
He had been able to complete the spell in time and Frankenstein could feel the butterfly light beat of their hearts pulse in his mind.
It would be some time until their bodies would change; it wouldn't happen until their bodies had recovered from the injuries they'd received, but until then, they would rest.
Frankenstein scooped the two humans into his hands and flew back to his home. It had been a long time since he had anyone come to his home, but he had more than enough room for them.
Though he might have to move some of his books first.
For otpprompt's 'One or both of your OTP is soul bonded to a dragon(s).' I haaaad to, haha.
So, next year's Nano fic? Hahaha.