The Enchanted Warriors (Dragon Riders AU)

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The training grounds of Draconyas Academy were alive with a mixture of reluctant energy. Students stood in neat rows, their dragons lazily circling above them, clearly unenthused by the day's lesson. The boys shuffled, trying to get comfortable as their dragons hovered overhead, their massive wings flapping lazily, casting long shadows over the ground.

Professor Willow stood at the center, her posture rigid, her eyes scanning the group with the chill of an arctic storm. "Today," she began, her voice cutting through the air, "we will be testing the synchronization of your magic and your dragon's energy with another rider."

A collective groan rippled through the students, most of whom were already visibly exhausted at the thought of yet another frustrating exercise. Jackson, the ever-complaining one, crossed his arms and rolled his eyes so dramatically it was almost impressive.

"Professor," he called out, exasperation dripping from every word, "we've done this exercise so many times! It's always the same thing! My magic and Bambam's magic? It's like trying to mix oil and water. We just explode into a fiery mess every time!" His dragon snapped at the air above him, as if to agree.

Bambam, sighed dramatically. "Honestly, Jackson's lightning magic is so unpredictable, it's like standing next to a live wire. No wonder my wind magic can't handle it."

The other students nodded in agreement, their dragons grumbling in the air, clearly tired of the whole exercise. One dragon let out an annoyed roar, while another rolled its eyes-if dragons could roll their eyes, that is.

Professor Willow shot a glare that could freeze lava. "Jackson, Bambam, if I hear one more complaint, I'll make you two scrub the stables with a toothbrush for the rest of the term." She paused, letting the words sink in, then added with a wicked smile, "And I'm not talking about the stables outside. I'm talking about the Dragon's Den-where all the baby dragons live. Good luck."

The students froze. Jackson's face went pale. "Wait, what?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.

"That's right," Professor Willow replied, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow. "You two will be cleaning up after the hatchlings. And don't even think about using magic to shortcut the job. I'll make sure it's the most tedious, mind-numbing task you've ever done."

The rest of the students hastily stepped back, as if trying to distance themselves from the impending doom.

Professor Willow glared at them, her eyes narrowing with an icy edge. "Oh, don't worry, boys. If you think you're above this lesson, I'll be sure to find a special task for you. How about cleaning the Dragon's Den-not just Bambam or Jackson, but all of you and your dragons? Trust me, you'll get to know the hatchlings better than you ever want to."

The boys exchanged nervous glances. Their dragons, sensing the growing tension, squawked and hissed in displeasure, as if protesting the idea. The thought of getting stuck cleaning up after the baby dragons was enough to make even the most seasoned riders shudder.

Professor Willow looked up at the dragons, her eyes narrowing. "If all of you don't cooperate, you'll be stuck with the hatchlings too," she warned, her voice sharp. The dragons exchanged horrified glances, and Jackson's dragon huffed at him for dragging him into his mess. Not just Jackson's dragon-all of them looked mad at their riders.

"Why did you have to open your mouth, Jackson?" Namjoon muttered, rubbing his temple.

"She is evil," Jin agreed, his voice low.

"Yeah, I thought you were the only evil person I knew, but now she's definitely in the running," Jimin remarked to his brother.

"Shut up," Yoongi muttered, his face grim. "She's going to torture us."