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A Dragon's Family(Rewriting) by Pandora's Reader

Anime X-overs & High School DxD/ハイスクールD×D Xover Rated: M, English, Family & Adventure, OC, Rias G., T. Koneko, S. Irina, Words: 187k+, Favs: 175, Follows: 180, Published: Oct 25, 2021 Updated: Nov 17, 2021

22Chapter 4: The growing years pt 2

AN - I've just been on a roll and haven't really wanted to stop writing yet. So i might end up getting to cannon sooner then i thought. That's also an indirect response, but i've also said "At the very least" and that i don't really have a schedule. I'm just enjoying writing this. And before anyone asks, no GoH is not in here. Just the style.

To Revandor - That makes so much sense. With how i'm writing her she pretty much fits that. I might leave it up to you guys if i should have Maria's name changed to Martha.

ANN - Revandor drove a hard bargain. but I've changed their names to Tara and Martha. When i'm referring to their last lives i'll use their original names.

{Tara's POV}

"Tara! Grandma and Grandpa are coming soon, if you aren't up soon I'm siccing Martha on you!" Goodbye sweet sleep, hello annoying sunlight. You'd think blackout curtains would stop that, but when your sister knows wind magic and can move them out of the way a floor down, you learn everything has a counter. Though the announcement of our grandparents coming over mollified me enough to drag myself through my room and into the hallway. {Are you up too or am i suffering in solitude?} It took a while for a response, and i was starting to think i actually was the only one awake. {You are suffering alone. You know I'm a morning person Tara, why are you still asking?} I could only mentally grumble as i made my way to the bathroom to start my day.

"She's up mom, now turn off the TV and help me wrap up these sandwiches!" Of course Martha was in the kitchen. She pretty much took it over after mom almost burned the house down in a demonstration of how bad her ability to cook was. Thank gods Martha had already picked up water magic at that point. After tasting Martha's cooking, i had another thing to be happy i trusted Eddy with her. The man taught her everything he knew, and mom appreciated it just as much as i did. Even when she asked Martha for lessons on how to cook, which temporarily wounded her pride, but was fine after we told her about us.

"Fineeee. coming dear!" I heard the TV being turned off from where i was, and just kept going to the bathroom as our mom made her way into the kitchen. But thinking back on it, telling our mom about us was nerve-wracking, even Martha was a little worried. We knew what kind of person she was and knew she loved us with everything she had. Even when we knew she pretty much guessed our origins. This world still had the reincarnation trope so it wasn't hard for her to figure it out. She just waited for when we were ready to come clean. And come clean we did.

{2 years ago, Tara's POV}

{Are you sure we should do it today Martha? Like, absolutely sure we should do this today?} I lost count of how many times I've asked her, but this was the most important decision of our new lives. If it went wrong who knows what we'd do. {Tara for the millionth time, yes! Please stop asking. If we didn't do it this year we would wait for next year, then come up with an excuse to do it next year and so on. This woman, our mother deserves to know the truth. She has given us her all, despite knowing we were different, she deserves our all as well. We owe it to her.} She was right. I knew it, she knew it, but my anxiety was shooting through the roof. {Calm down Tara, mom will accept us. I KNOW she will. YOU know she will. You're just letting your fears cloud that fact. I won't deny I'm anxious either. You can feel it, but you should feel my confidence about this as well, don't you?}

I could. It was like a lighthouse shinning out over her anxiety, and Martha was right. I knew to trust Martha when she was like this, so i did. But it took a bit to reign my wings back in. Which was something we found out on accident. Whenever i was stressed out or too emotionally charged, my dragon features would pop out. Moms face when she found me clinging to the roof with my wings and tail out to avoid a spider was priceless. My fear of spiders carrying over into this life though, that was something i didn't expect. But still even when she saw me with gold scaled dragon wings and a tail, mom just raised a brow, hummed, and crushed the spider without asking me about it. When i told Martha about that, she decided it was time to explain ourselves... After a week of me pushing it back.

{Ok. Ok, we got this. Where is she?} We were currently sitting on the bed in my room, and i didn't know where mom was. I could probably sniff her out, but i was still anxious as fuck and didn't want to lead the charge. Martha was thinking for a bit before she just shrugged her shoulders and shouted.

"MOM! We're ready..! We'll I'm ready, Tara is quaking in her dress!" I was also in a dress, much to my dismay. Our mom was serious when she said she'd get me a bunch of dresses. It was a baby sized white sundress and i was too lazy to grab my non dresses. That and i wasn't expecting for Martha to push for this today, so i was at a disadvantage. The only good thing about my dresses were that they wouldn't tear if my tail came out.

"Ok, I'm coming up!" And i could hear that she was. Over the years, i managed to get control over my dragon senses, even if i never fully transformed because that'd entail mom being in on the full secret so she could watch over us, so i could hear her walking up to the stairs. It took a minute but eventually she was here. We left the door open so she could walk on in. She saw we were on the bed and came over to sit right next to us. She didn't rush us or anything, she just sat there and waited for us to start.

"Take all the time you need, ok." And that seemed to do it. Martha started out about her life. She told parts where i was there but i knew she was leaving my side of our life to me. She told mom about how we grew up together, sisters in all but blood, and mom smiled at that. I could tell she was genuinely happy about that, the fact we got along so well, and still did. Then she kept going 'till we got to the part where Martha got a scholarship to MIT. which was still in this world. I could see how proud she was. She even grabbed Martha mid explanation and squeezed her like a toy. I could feel Martha's pride and joy fill her as mom did that, even if her embarrassment was rising with them. Mom kept that up for another 30 seconds at-least, before she set Martha down onto her lap, which she patted down for me to come over to sit, which i did. And leaned into her arms as she wrapped them around us.

After i did, Martha went back to her side of her life. She told mom about how i introduced her to Eddy, and that eventually they'd marry. She told her she'd end up pregnant, and the look on moms face was a mixture of entranced and joyful. But eventually, she eventually made it to my death... And mom just looked at me. She didn't have the normal sadistic side of her or even the teasing mom look in her eyes when she did, she just looked at me. And i swore i could feel her concern. She didn't even need to ask, i knew what she was asking. 'Are you ok?' And i nodded. She looked at me for a bit more and eventually she gestured for Martha to continue. She still held me a bit closer though, and that helped melt away any fears i had. After we got passed my funeral, which made mom hold me even closer, we got to Martha's family. The part that especially got to her was when Martha told her she had twins. And that she named the older one after me, and about the reason i laughed at her when mom called me the older one.

Mom laughed at the reason, and had a smile on all the while. She was happy to hear how the girls interacted with each other, and how their childhood was. But then she stopped Martha, and i saw a conflicted look in her eyes. She opened her mouth but then closed it. She took a bit but then she asked Martha a question that hit us like a truck.

"Am i doing this right? Am i... Am i a good mother?" We heard the crack in her voice, the genuine concern that drove her to ask that question. I could feel Martha's shock and the immediate surge of love that filled the both of us. The fact that she even thought otherwise seemed ludicrous to us!

""YES!"" It wasn't a surprise to either of us when we answered at the same time. This woman gave us her everything, even when she knew we were keeping secrets from her. She knew and still gave us everything. Hearing her doubt herself like that didn't sit right with either of us. We were both genuinely happy with her and she was this beautiful pillar of our new life, me and Martha both wanted nothing but the best for our mom. So we hugged her and i did my best to bring out and wrap a wing around her and Martha for extra measure. Even if it was difficult because my wings were half my size as a 3 year old. But she got the message.

She took in our affection and hugged us back. We just sat there for a bit in this hug pile, and it took a few minutes for her to prepare herself to let Martha keep going. But when she did, neither me nor Martha could see the self doubt that she brought up at all. Martha looked at her for a bit longer but then went back to her story. Then she got to the point where Eddy had cancer. That's when she figured out why Martha was so concerned for her when we were born. Sure she was better now, with all her 6' feet and a body to make a model jealous self, but back then? She understood. She let Marthia pause if she needed, and waited patiently. Martha thanked her and went back into the story. Eventually, she got to the end. Her dying surrounded by her family.

"You loved them all huh... Well now i don't have to worry about you getting hurt in the kitchen." Despite the joking nature of that, we saw the acceptance in her eyes. She didn't reject Martha, and that was all i needed to get into my side of the story. I went over the same things and eventually, the divergence of our lives came. And that led to when i became a flight attendant. And i saw the look on her face. She heard it from Martha, but now it was my turn to talk about the crash. About the day i died. I came to terms it with thanks to Hera, but the memory still makes me very uncomfortable. My tail always pops out if i end up remembering it. She hugged me closer and i could hear her heart, Despite all the things we told her, her heart was steady. And it helped calm me down. Then came the part with Hera, and her letting me see Martha and my parents listened all throughout, and when we got to our wishes, she was interested about the supernatural information. She already had an idea about our link, and knew about Martha's healing and my dragon transformation. That was the only thing about this world that she was REALLY interested in.

"Sooo. What's out there? What goes bump in the night?" She wasn't rejecting me either. But that question was a loaded one. {What do we tell her?} {Everything, of course.}So that's what we told her. About the angels, fallen and devils of the biblical factions. The Yokai and everything else. She took it all in, and she was serious about it. Sure she would be fun but she knew when she had to be serious. She processed it all, and nodded. She was probably going to unpack and think of it all later.

"This was an anime world right?" I nodded. I knew that at-least. Sure i didn't know a-lot about Highschool DxD,but i knew of it.

"What kind of anime was it?" I should've known this was coming, but even after she asked, i couldn't answer right away. It was embarrassing. She saw my reluctance to say what kind, and turned to Martha, brow risen and question in her eyes.

"It's a and i quote "A goddamn harem anime." end quote." Now that got her. Martha never forgot when i woke her from blissful baby sleep with my glaringly loud mental shout. Mom just blinked. Breathed in and out and just blinked again. We heard her mutter 'You've got to be shitting me.'

Despite the start, i felt so calm. Bot me and Maria were accepted by our new mom. And that day we really became Tara and Martha Sakura.

{Present, Tara's POV}

She never let us live it down that we chose to be extremely attractive anime characters in a harem anime world. She especially laid into me when she heard how i reacted to being able to be Erza, WHO FUCKING EXISTS IN THIS WORLD BY THE WAY! Fairy tail was currently a manga in this world, but it'll be airing and probably done by the time we actually start high-school. It turns out everything except Highschool DxD, and a few other things still exist here. Ideally people won't look into it too much. But who knows. From looking into the mirror now, i look 100% like Erza. Just chibi. And Martha as my twin looks just as much like Erza as she does Irene. So i'm still liable to be called an Erza fangirl, even though i am, but this time I'd be annoyed for a different reason. I couldn't help the sigh that came out when i finished brushing my teeth. 'Damn me and my impulsiveness.'

And i sounded like her too... Maybe i could copyright Mashima? Hmm... {Martha, could we copyright Mashima?} I heard something fall in the distance, but it was too quiet to have been a person. Maybe she dropped one of the sandwiches she made? Probably. Did i mind that it was my fault? A tiny bit, her sandwiches are great!

"Tara! Why do you want to copyright Hiro Mashima?" "She WHAT?!" Ah, there were the reactions. I should probably learn to think before i send something like that over our link. But to be fair, it was a genuine thought. Hmm, i should probably get down there and explain before mom drags me down the stairs by my tail. I can control it now and it doesn't pop out anymore when i think of the crash, but i like leaving it out in the mornings. Even if it's long enough to reach the floor and drag behind me. I just find that neat. I walked down the stairs and was awake enough to see mom peaking out of the kitchen when she heard my tail thump against the stairs. She had her brows raised with the obvious question in her eyes. So i answered,

"If you think about it, we could claim that he used us without our knowledge and since we're naturally going to look like Erza and Irene anyway, we could easily win." Mom opened her mouth and raised a finger, but stopped. She looked like she was seriously considering it. And if i had mom by my side we would outvote Martha! I could feel myself perk up at the thought. My tail was wagging like a dog and i didn't care! This would be a major win!

"Martha! Does copyright law work like that?" I couldn't help but jump and let my wings sprout at the idea that it was working! Only for my hopes and dreams to be dashed before my eyes. Martha came out of the kitchen with a bunch of boxed lunches, and just looked at me and mom like we were adults that just asked if Santa was real. Which was sort of close?

"No it does not. Unless you were a work of fiction before Fairy Tail began publication, then the answer is no. We could be paid to voice act or even meet the voice actors themselves however. " That... Was a consolation prize i guess? But then that got me thinking.

"Does that mean there are going to be people that sound exactly like us?" Martha blinked once and just nodded. It made sense. If Fairy Tail was going to exist here then obviously the people that voice acted as the characters did too. I wondered how that meeting would go over. I wanted to think more, but Martha sent a mental whack at me and brought me out of my musings. She pointed to the kitchen, specifically the bowl of cereal and orange juice that was meant for me. I just groaned and went to eat my breakfast.

"Sometimes i can't see that you're older then me Tara. Sure little Martha has that, but you still act your age sometimes." Ah yes, that other nugget of information. Eventually, we found out that mom was 23 when she had us. I was technically older then my mother by a year. Martha was 4 times her age before she died, but she somehow still gets us to act like children. Our mom astounds me. Sure Martha had the "mom" aura and even used it against our own mom when she acted like a child, but our mom still managed to give the both of us a fun and genuinely great childhood.

"I don't know what you mean. I'm 5!" Mom just grinned as she came over to ruffle my hair. She knows our mental ages but she still treats us like children, her children. And that was something me and Martha would be eternally grateful for. Speaking of Martha. I looked over to her and saw that she was packing 3 different bags. Ever since we let mom in the know, Martha's been openly practicing and training her magic. Right now, she's levitating all the sandwiches and other snacks into the bags. She said it helps with fine control and stuff like that, i just think she's lazy. Another mental whack and i'm out for the count. Not really though.

{If you're going to insult me in your mind, don't be so obvious about it Tara.} I mentally tsk at her and go back to my cereal. We had maybe a half hour 'till our grandparents came over, so i had time to finish up my cereal and get dressed. So that's what i did. Mom was upstairs getting the picnic blanket and everything else we'd need. This was an annual event that we did to celebrate our grandparent's anniversary. It was in the spring so it was the perfect time to go to the park and just spend time with each other. Even though our grandparent's weren't in on the secret. But for good reason though. They were in their late 50's entering their 60's. We didn't want to add anything that would stress them out.

After i was done with my breakfast, i got dressed in one of my non dress outfits, a nice and breathable hoodie with a Uzumaki spiral on it. Not to mistake it for the abomination Naruto had, mine was nice and gray, and my pants were nice and breathable. I left my hair as it was, and had Erza's normal style. All the anime merch in this world was just like the ones from back in our original world and then some, so i had a bunch of clothes similar to some protagonists i saw before. Sure they had to be kid size, but eventually i was going to grow into the big stuff. {Tara? Are you done being a weeb yet? I can see our grandparent's car pulling in.} That broke me out of my dreams on the spot.

"Shit! I'm coming!" "{Language!}" "Hypocrites!" They would both curse, less then me sure, but they still did it, and i never called THEM out when they did it. Whatever. I raced out of my room and made my was to the front door to meet up with mom and Martha, who were both giving me "the look." I'd let future me deal with the consequences of my actions. Mom was in a form fitting blue blouse and wore a good set of jeans and shoes. Martha on the other hand had a sundress and an actual big hat to go with it. Her hair was tied into Irene's signature braids and she had sandals compared to my sneakers. All in all, we were pretty much polar opposites. Our grandparents adored that fact and always brought it up. Neither of us minded and would even play into it sometimes. It was enjoyable.

Eventually, our grandparents finished pulling in and came out to greet us. Our granddad was a massive man. He was easily 6'8 and built like a truck. He looked healthier then you'd expect a man of his age, hell a man half his age to be. His hair was halfway gray and the other half a healthy shade of red. And if you didn't know him, you'd think he scared bears away with his face. Mom told us how he would teach martial arts to students at a dojo somewhere in the Providences. He had a GI on, like always, and had a white dress shirt underneath that didn't hide how ripped he was. He even had these black boots on that looked like he could beat you with. Our grandmother on the other hand was short! Like barely 5' tall. She had her gray hair tied into a braid that ran down her back and passed her shoulders. She stayed fit, which was easy when you've got a martial artist for a husband, and had clear skin despite not using makeup, or stuff like that.

Out of us all, she had the softest features. She was even a fashion designer, the least dangerous out of her, mom and granddad. Because of that, she had to travel a bunch, and was away on a business trip when we were born, which mom told us about. Our Grandmother was wearing a nice long sleeved button up shirt and dress pants that looked way too formal for a picnic. She had some slip on shoes and a pair of glasses hung around her neck. Fun fact was, she's where Martha gets the amber color of her eyes from. Our grandad had blue eyes, which is where me and mom get ours from. We learned their names the first time they came to visit. Masaru and Elaine Sakura. And they were the best.

They both dotted on us like there was no tomorrow, and our granddad even said he help train me when i was old enough. Which i leaped at. Sure i was a dragon, but i couldn't always rely on being stronger or faster then someone if all i knew was to punch or kick at them. Besides, I loved the idea of being able to be a kung-fu dragon. Jake long would be proud of me. Anyway, with us all ready, we went for our annual picnic. And just like it always was, it was great. Granddad started practicing at one point and i ran over to try to practice with him. He smiled at me and slowly started to show me his stances. He said it was something called [Renewal Taekwondo] and i swore i heard a bell go off in my head. Too fucking bad i wasn't paying attention to that. I was focusing on how my granddad was kicking and the other cool shit he was showing me. The spot we were at was perfect for this. A little hill with a nice tree with decent shade over us.

I felt Martha send her curiosity over, and i sent back my confusion. What was she curious about? She never showed interest in our granddad's style, and she's known about it for a while. {What?} {7 o'clock. Isn't that the "Issei" you were annoyed about?} {HUH?!} That was so sudden that i snapped towards where she was talking about, and feeling like i pulled something in my neck when i did so, and i saw him. He looked like he was 3, and i didn't need to know if it was really him, because i smelled it. I smelled a dragon! It was instinctual. Like knowing someone was looking at you despite not knowing where. I just KNEW it was him. But i had to play it cool. The scent was there, but it was faint. Very faint. I only smelled it because he was nearby, and that i'm an actual dragon, but it shouldn't be an issue. For now. {Yeah... That's him. I can smell it.} {You can... What?} {I smell the dragon.} {Ah... Context Tara, it's always appreciated.} {Oh shut up.} {Love you too.}

Now that i was really looking at him, i could see his parents and another family with them. They were just talking while Issei and a little girl were playing. I had no clue who she was, but i'd let future me deal with it. At the moment, i was going to practice that badass kicking style my granddad was showing me and i was going to be a fucking kung-fu dragon! So that's how our picnic went. I started learning from my grandfather, met the protagonist of a harem anime, and the day wasn't even over yet!

-Time skip, 2 hours-

After the picnic was over, and our grandparents left, me, mom and Martha went off to the woods. I was finally going to be allowed to go full dragon! We had been looking for a nice clearing, big enough for me to move and fly around in, but far away enough for us to not be seen. And even when that came up, Martha said she'd try using a "Bounded field", and she calls me a weeb! I might be on feeble ground to critique her on, but i knew the hill i was going to die on. Hah! Though she didn't know if it'd work like she was thinking it would. So we were just waiting for her to test if it would work, then i'd finally get to see what i'd look like as a dragon! I only had to wait. So i did... And i did some more...

And-{Tara, so help me gods! If you don't give me 5 more minutes i will douse you in water!} {Ok, ok geez. tough crowd.} A mental huff and 4 minutes later, i noticed something, change. I wasn't sure what. But then i saw a bunch of birds just fly out. I think i heard a bunch of critters and stuff like that leave too, so... I guess it worked? It wasn't like we had a book for this stuff, so Martha was just winging it. But if she thought it worked, then i'd accept that it did.

"There. now go play dragon." And there went my enthusiasm. I sent over my annoyance and was tempted to flip her off, but both her and mom would whack me on the head. I took off my hoodie and pants, leaving my undershirt and pants on, and got in the center of the clearing. Martha and mom were on a stump they found, and just waiting for me to turn into my dragon form. That wasn't a hard thing to do, i always knew how to do it, but this was going to be the first time i was going to do it, so i was VERY excited. So excited, that i did the transformation too quickly, and wasn't prepared to suddenly feel off balance. It took me a moment to realize i fell over... And was currently laying splayed out on the ground like a dog.

'Must not squeal, must not squeal, mus-' She squealed. The first thing my mother did when she saw my incredibly awesome dragon form was squeal. The next thing she did was rush over to me and cuddle with me. {Tara... You are adorable. Maybe you should stay in this form.} Today was just not my day.

"Raa-" Oh... I couldn't talk in this form... Martha seemed to figure that out after my failure to tell her off, and lost it. She turned into a giggling mess, while our mom was busy giving me rubs and scratches. Which i did NOT enjoy, no matter what my tail did!

I just accepted my fate, and waited for mom to let me free. It took a bit, and Martha taking a few pics with moms phone, but eventually, i was free to see my dragon form in all its glo-... Shit. I really was cute. My head was the classic western dragon shape, but my horns weren't even grown in. They were little nubs that were just starting to grow. My eyes kept the blue, but they were slit as all dragon eyes were. My claws and fangs looked sharp sure, but i was still a baby dragon and it looks like my mom just didn't care about them. I was at-least 15 feet long and 4 feet tall, when on all fours, my tail was at-least 5 feet all on its own. And my wings looked to be 8 feet wide when fully spread. I was bigger and longer then a great-Dane, but i wasn't scary!

{One day! One day i'll be a majestic dragon and you'll rue the day!} I tried emphasizing my point by flapping my wings and raising one of my forelimbs up at them, but that just made mom coo more! Ughhh. {I'm sure you will Tara, i'm sure you will.} I could never win against these women! {Now then, since we have the time, you can test out your capabilities and magic until we have to go home.}

"We're heading home in an hour, right mom? Mom?" Mom was playing with my tail at that point, and didn't exactly notice Martha calling out to her. It took Martha getting up from her stump and poking our mother to get her attention.

"Huh? What's up honey?" Martha repeated her question, and mom thought about it. It was a bit after 12, so the sun was still up, and the only other thing we had planned was our "schooling", so we were mostly free.

"She can get another hour, you have some magic you want to practice don't you Martha?" She did. Martha was always trying to figure out magic, and she had the basics like fire, water, earth, air and this "bounded field", but that was about it. She said she wanted to master the basics before she went for the crazy shit. She knew she was going to get lightning magic eventually, so i could eat it if it was needed, but she assumed that'd be years away. Martha accepted the time, and so we practiced. For me, it was flying and figuring out what to do with my tail. It was a bit longer then when i was human, so the extra length was messing with me. But that was about it. Flying came to me like second nature, since it was because of my dragon instincts. The real fun came from testing my magic in human and dragon form.

{Martha, do you think you could set up dummies with your earth magic?} A beat later, there were 4 earth dummies spread around the area. I sent my thanks over, and tried to call on my magic. I was so tempted to roar and blast them to pieces, but that was too much for the first time. If i didn't control it right then the bounded field would be kind of pointless if a portion of the woods was just suddenly gone. So i started out with the basics. 'Lightning dragon's Iron fist!' And it was fucking amazing. Watching and feeling my fist get coated in lightning and seeing it blow the dummy apart was a thrill! Mom and Martha turned my way, since it was loud as shit, which in hindsight makes sense, where there's lightning there's thunder. It wasn't obscenely loud, maybe a 6-10, but still loud.

But then i noticed something, i felt like i could only do a few of the moves i remembered from the anime. I knew Laxus had his 'Heavenly Halberd' but instinctively i knew i couldn't do it. Not yet at-least. I felt like i could do the 'Iron fist', the 'roar', a kind of tail attack? That was new, but it made sense. Why wouldn't a dragon use its tail against whatever it's fighting? The slayers just didn't have tails so of course they couldn't do that. I felt i could do the 'Wing attack' but with my wings included, not just my arms, but that was it. The consolation was that i felt like i could make more techniques, and that got me thinking of all the shit i could do as a kung-fu lightning dragon!

I shook those awesome thoughts out for later, now was practice. So i did more tests, and figured out the moves did more damage and were easier to control if you literally called them out. Which was kind of bullshit. I was happy sure, who doesn't want to call out their attacks like that? I even had incentive to do so, so Martha couldn't just say i was being a weeb. The only downside was i couldn't whisper my attacks out. Whatever logic my magic worked on was fuckey at best. Then there was using my magic in my dragon form. It felt so natural, like i could think it and it was done. I just thought about using my tail attack 'Lightning dragon's Tail slam!' and my body went through the motions before i really processed what happened. And damn was it strong. The sound of thunder going off made sure that if anything was staying around, they were getting the fuck out. When i thought out one of my attacks, they had the full strength of my human form.

I so wanted to test a vocalized attack in my dragon form, but that'd entail me learning how to speak in this form. 'Cause i know dragons could talk, they did so in Fairy Tail, i just had to learn it. But other then that, i spent my time figuring out using my tail, the best posture for going dragon so i didn't flop again, and testing out our granddad's martial art. And when the time was up, mom came up to us and gave my my hoodie and pants. That was when i noticed my under clothes were fine. My magic's logic was bullshit! After i got clothed, we all started to head back home. Mom had her car a short bit away, so it was just the walk and then a peaceful drive home. We talked about a bunch of stuff, and joked about my dragon form, at my expense, and before we knew it, we were home.

The rest of the day passed, and so did our "schooling", which was just us re-going over what we knew, and if there was anything different that we should know. We already recovered everything for grade and middle-school, the only things left were for high-school. But we decided to just do that later. Mom was smart, and Martha was a genius, as for me? I was good enough to not need to redo high-school level stuff. I lived with a Demi-God of Athena, she damn near beat the knowledge into me... Actually.

{Martha, do you have any powers from having Athena as your old mom?} We were in our rooms, and mom was on her phone talking to our grandparents, making sure they got home safe, so the link was the fastest way to talk to each other. No i wasn't being lazy, it was just the fastest way. {Maybe? I don't think we were ever told what that entailed. We know i'm smart, yes, but i'm pretty sure we didn't get any other knowledge of what that meant.} Hmm... {Do they have the Percy Jackson books here?} She caught on immediately. {The first one should be. If i remember right, it came out in mid-2005, it's early 2006 right now, so the second book shouldn't be out yet... I'll ask mom later. Maybe if it could be a birthday present.} {Ugh, nerd.} {You asked!} {I didn't know when either of them came out! How do you!} {They're good books Tara!}

"No mental fights in the house!" ""HOW?!"" Smug silence was our answer, but i'm pretty sure i heard her try to whistle, and failed, so she settled for silence. Then she turned the TV on and just went to relax. {Do we question her about that? Or just let her have that one?} {... I don't know.} Huh... {She wins this round. For now.} {Agreed.} The rest of the day passed by, and eventually, we all went to sleep.

The next day, we just did what we always did. We spent time as a family. Eventually, we asked mom about how she knew we were having a mental argument, and her answer made us pause.

"It always gets quiet when you two argue. When Martha gets Tara, you usually huff a bit and go do something. Whenever the rare moment you get Martha back comes, you usually act smug and celebrate. Whenever it's too quiet it's because you two are snipping at each other. Your conversations pass by too quickly to leave the house quiet." She knew us like the back of her hand. It was ridiculous! Martha just seemed to understand. Was this a mom thing? Maybe i'd figure it out if i ever decided i wanted kids.

The rest of the day passed by uneventfully. And so did the next, and the next, and eventually the days turned to weeks, and then into months. Eventually our 6th birthday came and went. We were born on the 1st of December, far enough away so that we still got both birthday and Christmas presents. Our grandparents got us awesome gifts. I got a book about [Renewal Taekwondo] from my granddad, and some handmade clothes from my grandmother. Mom got me a bundle of manga, and Martha got the two Percy Jackson books. Martha's presents were just as good as mine since our grandmother made her clothes and a beautiful box of ribbons. Martha really liked to braid her hair, and not just because of the fact that she looked like Irene, she genuinely enjoyed it. And our granddad got her a book on [ITF style Taekwondo] which was more her speed.

We went out of kuoh for a bit and were taken to an amusement park to celebrate the rest of our birthday. Sure i was going on 30 mentally, and Martha was getting to 100 soon, but we both still enjoyed it. They'd probably always be fun in my opinion. We eventually went back home, and spent the rest of the day in a cuddle pile. I decided to end the day in my dragon form, wrapping around mom and Martha like they were my hoard, which they pretty much were, and fell asleep with the feeling of their breathing against my scales and the warmth of us all in one spot.

Time kept passing, and eventually when we were 7, our grandparents came again for their anniversary, and we relaxed at the park again. Me, Martha and our granddad all practiced our martial arts together as mom and grandma relaxed under the shade. Our granddad was so proud of us when he saw we were doing well, and even decided to buy us ice-cream for our progress. The strawberry ice-cream he got me tasted that much better because of it. Fun fact, looking like Erza even gave me her addiction to anything strawberry related. Even Martha wasn't exempt from my addiction.

I saw Issei again he and, the girl he was playing with, Irina, whose name i learned when i decided "fuck it might as well" and went over to play with them, were 5 now. The dragon scent on Issei was still as faint as it was the first time i smelled him, so that didn't bother me. I was more intrigued with Irina, because i smelled something on her, and i didn't know what it was. I smelled it on her dad too, but i didn't know what to make of it. I told Martha about it, and she decided to look into it whenever she could. As a kid, Issei wasn't the perverted idiot that made me drop the series yet, so i thought maybe i could change him. 'Future me would learn i couldn't, but i didn't know that.'

Our families got along with each other well enough, and Irina's dad ended up talking to our granddad about martial arts and other stuff like that. I zoned out of their conversations whenever they met up, so i didn't know what else they spoke about. All of our moms and our grandma got together under the big tree's shade and just had fun talking to each other. I think i heard my mom talk about some embarrassing photos she had of me and Martha, and i knew i made a mistake. {Yes, you did. The consequences of your own actions are haunting us yet again.} {Let me wallow in pity in peace.} {Hmm. Whatever.}

Our families had fun with each other, and i knew they talked to each other in their off time. Months and eventually another year passed by like that, and after our 8th birthday, Irina and her family moved away. I was sad, i genuinely liked her. She was like a younger me. Perfect little sister material for me. Martha liked her too, but Irina was pretty much my unofficial little sister. Our families still kept in touch, and when mom got us our own phones, Irina was the one that sat at the top of my call history. Sure, me and Martha had other friends. But they were friends of the time, not friends to last. With our mental ages, it was tough trying to connect with kids. Life kept marching on and then, something major happened. Our grandparents dropped by unannounced, on a day we were in our cuddle pile on the living room floor, i was too big for the couch now, in my dragon form.

To say we were all caught off guard was and understatement. In hindsight i could've changed back, but i was too shocked that they came by unannounced. They never did that! It looks like mom and Martha were just as surprised since none of us moved. Our grandparents just stared at me and i stared back. Surprisingly, it was our grandmother that broke the stare first. She just calmly walked over to me and started poking my scales. We all just blinked, as she started to feel them. She even grabbed one of my scales that was close to falling off, and took it. Though it did sting so i ended up letting out a yelp that broke the silence.

"Sorry lovie, but these scales of yours would make a marvelous material. Do you shed?" And like that, we all started to move. Mom looked at our grandmother as if she grew another head, while Martha was just looking between her and our grandfather. Speaking of, our granddad made his way over and just started to examine me in his own way. He grabbed one of my paws, and poked my claw with a finger. There was a tiny bit of blood that came out, and he just hummed.

"Yes? But we didn't know what to do with them so mom just hides them." And it was the truth. The first time i shed, mom just stared at the golden scales like a woman who suddenly had authentic dragon scales and had no idea what to do with them. She bought a giant chest and just buried it in the backyard. 'Out of sight, out of mind', she said.

"Oh really? Oh honey~? you had something like this and didn't share with your little old mother? We raised you better then that didn't we?" Ah. So that's where she gets it from. Grandma had the look in her eyes. It was a hierarchy, we lost to mom and mom lost to grandma. The look of deer in headlights on moms face was worth it. She didn't even try to fight back either. She just grabbed Martha and walked out to go get the chest. Granddad was suspiciously quiet the whole time, and when i turned to see him, i saw him look like he was contemplating fighting me! That thought alone made me yelp and change back. I ran to hide behind the couch and slowly peeked around it.

I loved the man, don't get me wrong. But i saw how efficient he was with his [Renewal Taekwondo], i was screwed if he wanted to fight me! Sure i'd heal from it in a day or two, but i'd definitely lose some scales and teeth. It would've been like fighting a field boss with a wooden stick!

"Aww, come back lovie, i promise i won't hurt you." Grandma was a saint. Granddad on the other hand... Wasn't looking at me like target practice? That was good. They were definitely more chill about this then i was expecting.

"You know... You're taking this really well." "Discipline. And your grandmother genuinely caring more about your scales will do that." I didn't really know what to say to that. our granddad did try to get me into that disciplined mindset, it just never stuck with me. I knew what kind of man he was, and knew that discipline stuff came from using a style made for killing, so i could get his perspective. But our grandmother not caring i was a literal dragon? I don't even think she was paying attention to the conversation, just looking at me like i was made of gold... Huh. I kind of was wasn't I?

"But she's not like that usually." My granddad just raise a brow, looked towards the scale in my grandmothers hand, and then at me after i said that. "Point taken." He just nodded and sat on the couch as he waited for mom and Martha to come back. He even had to physically hold grandma back. I was slowly gaining a healthy fear for my grandmother. But i decided to risk it, and went over to them, and turned back into my dragon form. I was almost twice as long as i was when i first transformed, and i was a foot taller so i couldn't lay down on the couch anymore. Though i could lay my head and neck on their laps.

Granddad just observed my head and felt my horns, which were starting to grow in. I just didn't know how they'd end up. My grandmother on the other hand? She was feeling the leathery portion of my wings, and the scales on the ridges of them. she seemed enchanted by the feelings and i appreciated how softly she was handling them. We just stayed there in comfortable silence until mom and Martha came back. When they did, they both just stopped to take in the scene before they just looked to each other and came over. The chest was a beefy looking thing, like it came straight out of an Rpg, and held 3 of my sheddings. Grandma practically jumped at the chest, almost knocking me down as she did so. Granddad helped me from falling, and i turned back into my human form as i fell onto his lap.

We all watched in silence as grandma looked over my sheddings and started murmuring about the quality and what she could do with them. My scales were softer after i shed, and would have to be heated up to be used for anything else. After we told her that, she seemed to take her time to think about what she could do with that. We were quiet for a little longer until mom broke the silence with the question me and Martha had on our minds.

"Soooo... Now what?" "Do you want to tell us?" Our granddad replied right away. both his response and the speed of it surprised us. "You don't want to know right away?" "Of course we-...I do.-" He had to correct himself since grandma was still zoned in on my scales. "- But obviously, you know, the girls would probably tell us eventually, so if any of you want to tell us now i'll listen. If you want to tell us later we'll wait for later." Now he just seemed too understanding? The hell? Even mom didn't know what to say. So Martha asked up for her.

"You're... Oddly very understanding about this." He just hummed for a bit. "You can thank Touji for that." """Huh?""" Wasn't that Irina's dad? What's he have to do with this? "He's an exorcist." Oh. I asked that out-loud didn't i? "Yes, You did." Ah. And that makes sense... He was an exorcist. Now that i'm thinking about it it, of course he was, why wouldn't the protagonists childhood friend have a background in the supernatural. They belonged to the chu- "THAT'S WHAT I WAS SMELLING! IT'S HOLY SHIT!" """Language!""" Tch. Wait a minute- "Et Tu, granddad!?" He just snorted.

"Touji started to clue me in when we had a trip to south America. informed me about a nest of vampires. I was skeptical sure, but then he showed me proof of the supernatural, and things went from there. I was given one of their swords in the event i needed it." Huh... Looks like we'll need to get Irina's dad a very good present. Giving granddad one of the churches swords probably wasn't allowed, but he did it anyway. Maybe i should give him some fangs? My fangs were pretty sharp. One mental whack later, and i was zoned back in. I missed something though, since Martha had a ball of fire, water, earth and air rotating in her hand. But i wasn't the only one that zoned back in.

"Hmm? Can you make crystals lovie?" Our grandma stopped playing with my scales for a bit to ask that. Martha looked contemplative for a bit but then shook her head. "Not yet, probably in the future." Our grandma just tapped her fingers against her chin and then went back to my scales. Mom just looked at her and then just shrugged. Then she just started looking between me and Martha, and we could tell what she was asking. 'Do you want to tell them?' {Do we?} {I'm fine with telling them, it's up to you Tara.} {Are you sure? What if i start trying to push it back again?} {Are you 3?} {... No.} {So are you going to try doing something you did as a toddler?} {No...} {Exactly.} {I hate you.} {I love you too Tara.}

So i started my side of the story. I could even see grandma focus in on me as i started talking. Their reactions to the story were similar to moms. But there was a difference. When i told them how me and Maria stayed together even when she was going to MIT, our granddad just laid a hand on top of me head and smiled. "I'm proud of you. I've known lesser men and women that would have been unable to stick to each other like you have. Family is what you make of it, and you two were true family before. It was only made literal now." Yeah, it was even more official, i loved this man. That made me even more happy. Even our grandmother was giving me a happy look. They really were the best.

I went on with my story, and when i got to the point of having introduced Eddy to Maria, that got a reaction from my grandparents. "I knew you didn't make that food Illiya." That caught our mom so off guard she started choking on the water she was drinking. Martha helped her of course, but even she didn't know how to respond to that. After our mom was safe from dying of embarrassment, she responded. " What was i supposed to say? My daughter was a better chef then all three of us put together?" "Of course honey, we didn't raise a liar." She spluttered in a way you'd expect a child would due to our grandma's response. I just enjoyed the atmosphere before going right back into it. When we got to Maria being pregnant with twins, they looked intrigued.

Then came the crash. And they both made sure to look at me. It was like a repeat of when we told mom. The concern, the love in their gazes made my heart soar. I reassured them that i was fine and they took in in stride. Then came the interaction with Hera. My grandfather seemed to be interested in my encounter with the goddess, but didn't interrupt afterwards. Then i told them about how she let me see Maria's life along with the ones of my parents. They listened all throughout, and when i was done, they turned to Martha. And she took it from there. {You know... This was way easier this time compared to when it was with just mom.} {It's because we both know this is our family. As our grandfather said, family is what we make of it, and we've made them our true family. It's more then just blood we're connected by.} And she was right. Of course she was.

Maria's story went on, and when they heard how she named her girls after me, my grandmother put down the scales in her hand and enveloped Martha in a hug. She didn't say anything. She didn't need too. We knew what that meant. 'I'm proud of you.' and just like how it felt for me, i felt Martha's love for our family rise above everything. Our grandma held her there for a bit, and eventually sat her down on her lap. Martha had a heartfelt smile on her face as she kept going with her story. Even when she got to Eddy, and his death. She accepted it. She may have had a melancholic smile on her face, but she had truly come to terms with it. Our grandparents took it all in, and offered their condolences. Martha took them in and kept going. When she got to the point of her death and how old she was, our granddad was amused.

"Hoh? My Granddaughter is older then me now is she?" We could tell his tone was filled with amusement and he was joking. "I have no idea what you mean grandfather. I'm 8." Our mom and grandma just wisely nodded their heads. "Yes dear, can't you see she's a child? Are your eyes going faulty in your old age?" "Yeah dad, my babies are clearly the youngest ones in the room. How could you ever assume anything else?" {Oh shit, they've got em.} {Shh, i'm taking in the show.} Our granddad realized he was trapped and tried to survive, but the onslaught of mom and grandma was too much for him. He went down valiantly. After they were done, we got to our wishes and eventually to the present. Granddad already knew of the supernatural, so he wasn't as surprised, and grandma didn't care. Hearing that we chose to look like anime characters though?

"We'll need to up your training." ""Huh?"" Was his immediate response after we showed him what we'd end up looking like in the future. Thanks to the Fairy Tail manga, which i had all the volumes of in my room, they got to see what we'd look like. None of us, save for grandma who was busy taking notes and making sketches of my scales to care, were prepared for that response. "You'll give me too much grief with all the men that'll faun after you, i'll be making sure you can show them the errors of their ways." We all just looked at him, save for grandma, again, and nodded. Mom was included in this for some reason, but didn't really mind. But that was it. That was how our grandparents found out and i don't think i would've had it any other way. From that point on, our granddad would come over and grandma was never far behind.

Whenever i shed, grandma would grab my scales, and even some fangs or claws when they broke off when Martha hit them too hard. That probably would never have happened if we didn't learn that my fangs would just keep growing back, but it did. The first time she asked for them, we looked at her for a bit before we just gave in. Apparently she found someone to help refine them, and turn into necklaces or even incorporated them into the clothes themselves. Those clothes that were either made of/with my scales, fangs and claws soon ended up being my favorites. Was i being vain? Yea. Did i care? Hell no! I had a dragon-fang locket with a picture of all of us and i fucking loved it.

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