a silent wish

chapter 2

Free_yet_still_chained

Into the world of the warden.

Fear.

The emotion known as terror gripped her heart as the void around her turned from endless black to pure white. The frost dragon gaze was blinded, losing sight of the others the moment that white orb that was once the dragon king broke down into pieces by that goddess of a snake known as Manasa. She didn't really understand the exact details but she was sure of one thing.

The void they were once held captive in. The prison that held them down with invisible chains. The maze that had no escape was no more. It was gone as not a trace was left behind besides the white that blinded here. With her heart pumping her already chilled blood so fast that it began to boil to the point of vaporization. She couldn't see anything. Couldn't hear anything. Couldn't even smell anything!

What was even happening? What did Manasa do that caused this to happen? The serpent of Midgard wanted an answer. She had know idea what that one eyed cobra was thinking or if this was even part of her plan.

It made the ice dragon restless.

She wasn't ready.

She wasn't ready to leave just yet. She didn't want to escape now that the all father was around. She didn't want to meet Othinus. If she materialized in the physical world what would happen? What would the god of wisdom do when she found out that her niece was locked inside a prison in the form of a boy?

No.

The ice dragon known as Jörmungandr wasn't so stupid as to believe Othinus had no way of knowing that she was here. Of course she knew she was a god. The world was her playground and she was a doll for her to play with.

Had that god decided it was time to take her out of the toolbox and use her against Kamijou Touma?

It was laughable. That god was so unpredictable yet she somehow knew the worst was about to happen. Her mind was already at the verge of breaking down the moment she was casted into the sea. Her hatred was shattered the moment she was exposed to the billions of hells the boy went through. And her hope?

Vanished from existence the moment the world around her changed from white to different kinds of city lights as she finally arrived into the world outside her prison.

The frost dragon gaze turned empty. The sound of cars passing by entered her ears as she stood in the lonely alleyway.

Something wasn't right. The buildings, the cars that just passed by, the tone of normalcy that went through her was all wrong.

She was a dragon.

A serpent that circled the whole earth by biting her own tail. There was no way in Valhalla that the building would top her in sheer height. Impossible that no sirens would ring around, announcing an enormous lizard standing in the middle of academy city.

Then...What happened?

The frost dragon looked at her claws. No better it was more fitting to say that she looked at her fingers. Human fingers. A thumb, an index, a ring finger. All five on each hand. Beautiful pale skin as if she was a snow sculpture. White hair strands clouding her gaze as her fingers trembled.