Spiral Eyes

Warning: This fanfic includes death, despair, and some severe misuse of power. 
A very strange crossover fanfiction. This is being written as sections in a sketchbook of mine but is presented as an account from the protagonist; most likely as some sort of mental journaling. 
Note: I wrote most of this very late at night, so a few things may not line up from section to section. 
 
===Section 1===
I see you but don't see you; I look at you but you aren't there. Only the snake that comes through- poor, wingless human that she is! 
She will never know what it is to be a dragon, even as she uses you, even as she's in your head, even as she reaches through you to me and takes your soul with the sickening gaze of your spiral eyes, even as she reaches for mine. But my soul is my own, and I will never let her steal it, not even when she tries. I can feel her there, venom in my mind, aching but losing control, even as my talons twitch with something not me, my heart pressing her back instinctively, never letting her steal me, even as you scream with her anger and your claws come towards me, although they're hers now and the only claws she'll ever have. She will never steal my soul, even as my wings twitch but I stop her, even as I lock her out. 
I run as you reach for me again; she's more persistent than ever before. I've never seen her this crazy but it occurs to me: she hates me for being able to resist. I fly, your beating wings behind me, and your talons catch my feet and we plummet towards the ground, and orange scales hurtle into my vision, catching me but leaving you. I fly again, not stopping now, but an orange talon catches my tail. We grapple in the sky, but he has the upper hand- his eyes are smooth spirals. 
She's in my head now, but I will always resist. She can take my claws, but she will never take me. 
===Section 2===
Silence, darkness, pain. That's all that's in my life these days. She has finally stolen my soul, I think, and I will never be the same again. She has me in her hands- a human!- but I will never give in to her, always resisting, just hanging on. 
If she would only let me go, I could push back again, but she never lets me go. I sit with spiral eyes in the spot she's given me, the strangest prison I've ever seen: rows upon rows of spiral-eyed dragons, never let free from the strange control, the only thing keeping them from standing up and leaving. No chains or locks, except for the spirals locking us inside our own hearts, and the knowledge of what will happen if we run- capture. 
But what's outside's almost worse; control in the wild, where she reaches with your talons and slashes with your claws, sometimes even at a friend. I have done things I would never do, destroyed things I hold in reverence, been attacked by dragons I know and love because I have her in me now. But not forever; she has to give my talons back at some point, right? Or are things really over, and she'll hold me trapped until she dies and at last lets me go?
===Section 3===
Today, I think. What if, just as I have to concentrate to hold her out, she has to concentrate to keep us in? if someone breaks her concentration, would we be free? I might never know. I might be stuck here till the end of time. The thought chills me right down to the bone- once thinking I would never be taken, now thinking I might never leave her control again? No, never, never will I be completely taken. But how can I ever be completely free? 
I push back now, a skill I've been trying to learn, shoving at the presence in my mind, when pain sears through me and I find she's slashed my underbelly with my talon. She felt me trying to escape, I think, and she lets my talon down as I subside. But how did that help? I ask myself. Suddenly a webbed talon rests on my shoulder and she snaps my head up- the blue dragon's eyes are normal! But then he closes his eyes, and when they open, he's trapped in himself again- she took him again. 
But still, it's hopeful to know there might be a way out. Maybe we can free ourselves. But how? 
===Section 4===
I could go for a yam right now. 
That's my first thought as I begin today, of food. Of all things, did it have to be a hunger for sweet potatoes? 
The wound in my underbelly has healed a bit, scabbing over. I hope it heals quickly, but I concentrate again, pushing back. My talons twitch, and I lower my head slightly, concentrating, but it's working for once! My claws are free! 
"Push against it," I choke out, but she uses the hole in my concentration to shove back. My talons curl in, with her inside them. But then it loosens again, suddenly, and I slam against her- 
and I'm free! Free for the first time in days, and fully free, where I can hold her at bay. This is my territory. Three others near me have their eyes closed, and I shout now. "Push back against her! Set yourself free!" 
They hear me, but I now hear wingbeats from outside. But we're pushing, she's outside my mind, hoping to take me back later, when the room erupts. Hundreds of dragons are released at once- we're all free! But then talons thump down, and we're all fighting. 
=== Section 5 ===
Am I dreaming? My head spins as I blink. My surroundings are completely gone- everything has changed. 
"You troublemaker," a faint voice says in front of me. "Troublemaker," it repeats. High, harsh- the voice of a human. The voice of her. The ruler I've been struggling against for years. The tyrant who uses total control to her advantage. The leader who does not lead, only punishes. The dictator who is a scar on the face of the dragon planet, and a simple disgrace on the human one. She, who would hurt anyone and everyone. 
I'm in control but not in control- I am a prisoner again, but not within my mind. 
"You push back against me. Do you think I can allow that?" she says. She shoves hard at my defenses to prove her point. "No. I cannot allow you to stay." 
I'll never escape her, I think, right before my mind is dropped into darkness, a darkness I'm never escaping. 
=== Epilogue ===
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This dragon, dubbed "Turmeric" by many of the guards, is believed to be the last one with the natural ability to resist the SE21-D control system. She has a visible rebellious spirit and is believed to have sparked the April 19 battle at the CR building. Several dragons escaped from the building, but were all quickly recaptured after the chaos died down. 
Several researchers have expressed interest in studying her defense mechanisms against the SE21-D system, but, due to her persistent escapist nature, the danger from her abilities was determined to be too great. She spent much of her time in captivity unconscious and was terminated when she woke up on April 21. 
File:S1SpiralEyes.png|Section 1
File:S2SpiralEyes.png|Section 2
After section 2, I stopped adding the pages, because they're tiny and hard to read and tricky to put in in the first place. 
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