𝘿𝙍𝘼𝙂𝙊𝙉, young justice

Chapter Three

    There were . . . so many of them.

     Frozen in place, Jaye didn't know exactly what to do. These things were robots, it knew, but the sheer number of them was enough to put it on edge.

     Hilarious, a dragon afraid of a bunch of metal primates. 

     Curling its tail around the branch which it and its best friend perched on, Jaye lowered its head and bared its teeth, the stares of these monkeys awakening a dormant monster inside of its burning heart.

     Clearly Artemis felt more exhilarated than her dragon companion, because she had that smirk on her face — that smirk which the wyvern knew all too well. She was all for the thrill of what was to come.

     In the blink of an eye, the primates lunged, some onto Jaye's back and the others grabbing for its friend's limbs, and the beast would admit that, in that very moment, a rare sense of panic engulfed its entire body. Its first instinct — which it followed in a rather aggressive manner — was to destroy those who believed they had the audacity to even touch its tail by smashing its fifth limb against the tree, watching the metal bits and wires fall to the ground below.

     Taking that as a signal to fight, Artemis pulled an arrow from her quiver and nocked it, taking careful aim before releasing the tension of her bowstring quickly. Such a manner sent the arrow spearing through the air and right into the metallic eye of one of the monkeys.

     It spiraled down, sparks flying from the face before it crashed to the ground among the remains of those Jaye had decimated moments prior.

     Now this was a fight.

     Lunging off the branch with its wings spread, the wyvern captured two of the mechanical primates in its powerful jaws, crushing them to nothing with its terrifying teeth and letting their remains disappear among the gathering metals below. From the corner of its eye, it caught sight of its friend slinging her bow back over her shoulder, electing to go instead for the crossbow which was tucked away at her hip. 

     The bronze dragon snapped its head around as one of the monkeys slammed into its face, tiny metallic hands grabbing at its horns and eyes. Violently, it shook its head, flinging it off into the wall of the school, where it knew those younger heroes were still fighting whatever robot was under the control of Artemis' father's associate inside. It didn't have time to check on their status as more of the primates swung onto its body, aiming for its face and wings and using their tiny hands to claw at its weakest points. It took everything it had not to let out a roar, for fear of alerting those inside the school of its presence and then getting into an even weirder position than it was already in. So instead, it dropped heavily to the ground , grinding its wings into the grass and sinking its back talons into the cobblestone walkway. Bracing itself, the wyvern jerked and slammed the side of its head against the lower trunk of the tree, feeling those that weren't crushed instantly loosen their hold on it. It repeated the action a second time, and then those cold hands left contact with its rough scales, freeing its movements up at last.

     Looking up, it watched as Artemis fired multiple arrows from her crossbow in rapid succession, hitting her mark each time in an admirable fashion. The blonde might have held no love for the trauma her father brought onto them, but Jaye had to admit that he had taught her well. Perhaps even better than he had trained the young dragon shifter itself.