Hero at Last

"I need him. I need Isis the Masked Dragon."
Snowflake blinked and he was there. He was tall and muscular, his dark eyes the same stormy grey color as his son's. Across his left eye was a long clawmark scar.  Around his shoulders was a black cloak made from raven's feathers. It was the same one that Crimson wore. Isis the Masked Dragon stared down at Snowflake, a look of confusion across his face. "Crimson?" He asked. Isis' voice was deep and rumbly. He sounded just like Isis II. Snowflake remembered that he had died when he was only 24. The same age as Isis II. Snowflake shook her head. 
"I'm not Crimson. I'm his daughter." Isis' confused look deepened into a frown.
"What?" Snowflake nodded. She held up the gold armband. 
"There's quite a few things for me to explain to you." Isis' eyes widened. 
"Where did you get that?!" He shouted. Snowflake took a step back. She hadn't expected him to react like this. Isis lunged forward at Snowflake trying to grab the armband, but the moment he made contact with the metal he passed through it. This caused him to fall over onto the ground, hard. When he hit the ground, his entire body shimmered and became a transparent green before returning to normal. Snowflake was confused. She reached out and brushed Isis' wing with her talon. Her talon passed through his wing like it was water and the area she'd touched shimmered and turned transparent green before turning normal again.
"You're a ghost." She said aloud. Isis stood up slowly, shaking his head like he was dizzy.
"Ugh... what just happened?" 
" I don't know." Snowflake said. "But I have an idea." 
"Tell me." Isis asked. 
"Only if you promise not to try and attack me again." Isis nodded and Snowflake slipped the armband around her arm. It didn't fit very well. "Get comfortable because this is kind of a long story."
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"So that's the way it is." Isis said. Snowflake nodded. 
"I know you had good intentions, but you hurt him badly. I don't know why he's doing this. I don't know this power hungry, hateful dragon. I-I didn't know what else to do. I didn't know who else to talk to. You were the only one I could think of who might understand him. Who might be able to help me save him. The real him." Snowflake tried but failed to hold back tears. "I didn't even know if it would work. I didn't even know if you would even remember who you were. I'm just so scared Isis. I just don't know what to do. Isis reached forward and tried to wipe away her tears, but his talons just passed through her. He sighed and looked down at the ground. 
"How could I help you?" He shook his head. "I'm so sorry Snowflake. I can barely remember who I am anymore. You don't know what it's like on the other side... You stop being yourself after a while. I don't know what will happen after long enough, and I don't want too either. How can a damaged ghost help you? How can I fight for you when I can't even touch you? How can I save my son if I don't know him? If I don't know myself?" Snowflake suppressed a sob.
"I-I understand..." This was it. Her last attempt to do something to save Isis II. What could Snowflake do now? She couldn't go back to the future. Who knows how different and terrible it would be now with Isis II under Darkstalker's influence. She again thought about the wicked grin on NightWing's face as Isis II came to stand beside him. It made her angry. She shook her head. "No!" Isis raised his head, confused again.
"No, what?" 
"No, I don't understand. This is not who you are. The Isis you're supposed to be would never give up so easily. Didn't give up so easily. He would have fought till the end, and that's what you're gonna do." Isis sighed.
"Snowflake... I told you. There's nothing that can be done. I'm sorry." Snowflake shook her head. Jumping up she pulled the armband off and thought "Let him use you." Then she slid the armband around Isis' arm. The hybrid jerked his arm back, not expecting her movements, but the armband didn't pass through him. It remained wrapped snugly around his forearm. 
"What the?" He murmured. 
"There's always something that can be done." Snowflake said. Isis smiled.
"Yeah... I guess there is." He held his arm out so the golden armband would sparkle in the setting sun. The armband looked like it belonged to him. It even began to glow the same ghostly pale green as Isis as the sunlight hit it. Snowflake smiled too. Maybe there was hope now.
"Let's go save my son." Isis said. Snowflake nodded. 
"Before it's too late."
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