To Save a Kingdom *Closed*

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[h3 [center To Save a Kingdom]]
Dragons and man had lived in peace long ago. The dragons had been created by the gods and goddesses in hopes of keeping the humans on the right path.
The dragons even aided the humans in construction of buildings, and offered their magic/powers to certain individuals.

However, like all worlds, the peace was not to last.
Man has his own ways, and dragons were soon seen as a threat to the superiority of man. So, the humans used the trust they gained with the dragons...to betray the very beasts that had helped them from the beginning.
The humans had entered Mount Draconis itself, the home of the Dragons. They infiltrated the caves, killing every dragon in sight; be it an elder, to even a helpless chick, they left none alive.
During this, the Dragon King had left for a border patrol. He and his group had heard the uproar in the mountains, instantly heading back. When the King and the followers with him returned, they were met with a gruesome sight.
Blood splattered the walls, bodies of dragons and humans were sprawled across the cave floors. Out of all the caves, the Brood caves were the worst...Defenseless chicks, smashed eggs, and dragonelles had been murdered in cold-blood.
The Dragon King hurried to his cave where his mate waited...but he was too late...
In the nest, laid the golden form of his mate, the Dragon Queen...she was dead, having been killed protecting his only 2 heirs; the Dragon Prince and Dragon Princess...
From that day to now, the Dragon King vowed vengeance upon all of mankind.

Even now, years since that incident, war is still going on between dragon and man. The dragons' hatred for man continued to grow as more of their kin were killed, as the same could be said for the humans...

Yet, hope remained. There was a certain dragonelle who wished for peace...the Dragon Princess herself. Though, she probably would've felt the same like many of the other dragons...however, her mother's dying wish she kept close to her heart: [i "P-p-please...don't blame...the h-h-humans...it is only...only t-their nature...to f-f-fear us...don't let my...my death...be in v-v-vain...j-just promise me...p-p-promise me to...to make peace...p-peace with the...humans...']
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The Dragon Princess had left the mountains, heading to the usual small lake in the middle of the forest. It was near human territory, but still on the dragon's side. The golden dragonelle remembered coming here often with her mother when she was but a chick.
She always came here to think, remember happier times. However, today was different. The young dragonelle wasn't expecting a visitor...

The Human Prince had been sent to scout out this area. He had no idea he'd run into a dragon, and the Dragon Princess at that.

What happens when the 2 confront one another? Will peace ever come between the dragons and humans, or will the war continue?

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[h3 [center Fuego & Farah - Mutaro]]
The Dragon Prince's eyes shifted as he heard approaching footsteps. His gaze narrowed, pupils thin slits. Much like Damon, Fuego instantly bristled. His lips twitched, fangs poking through his lips. A forked tongue slipped past his lips, testing the air.
His cold eyes once again returned as they landed on the darker male, Wildcard. Fuego would've growled, but at the moment he seemed to tired to even muster a sound. So he would simply show fangs in warning. The bleeding from the right stump that had once been a horn upon his head slowed down, starting to dry.
The male absentmindedly moved a clawed hand upwards. The tips of his claws barely brushed against the broken, jagged edge, wincing. His tail lashed to the side, yellow eyes darting to the side. Usually, Fuego would have leapt forwards to sweep Farah into his own arms, yet he did not. The Dragon Prince kept a close watch, however, clearly still on edge, but at the moment there was little to nothing he could do.
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Farah felt as if she was drowning. Choking to find air to fill her lungs. After everything, the entire scene that finally led to this, the young female was struggling to try and understand. It wasn't that she didn't, but still, one had to remember despite being over 600 years old, the Dragon Princess was still considered young for her kind.
As some time passed, her sobbing quieted down to ragged breathing. The girl still remained curled into herself, tail going between her legs. Even as the others approached, Farah seemed oblivious to it all. It was clear she was tired, exhausted from everything that had just recently happened.
Farah's body went completely limp as Damon scooped her up into his arms. Her form trembled every now and then, but her exhaustion was clearly winning. Dull green eyes closed, her breathing slowing way down.
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Mutaro, who had been once starting to walk, suddenly found himself being lifted off the ground and tossed over Yasha's shoulder. Of course his [i 'Dragon Pride'] kicked in, making the dragon sound quite irritable without really meaning it. His mangled wing remained, well, mangled. Mutaro was no healer, being a more fire focused breed with another blood running in his veins. Though, that side of him he didn't much care to talk about.
Mutaro's head turned, looking for several moments, then simply relaxing once again. Though as he heard Yasha, the dragon shifted his weight slightly, though remained in the giant's grasp over his shoulder.
[#8b008b " 'Alaris'...name sounds familiar..."] the male's eyes narrowed, clearly thinking, [#8b008b "Think the elders might've mentioned it once or twice...granted when they did it wasn't in the nicest ways."]
Mutaro was quiet for a few moments, then spoke again, [#8b008b "Well, let's just get it done and over with....though, when we get back, mind just dropping me off at the base of Mount Draconis? Honestly, I'd rather not have Nidatri find you carrying me back like this...you still aren't too popular among dragons...don't mean to bring any bad memories up or anything. Just warning that she probably will instantly have the wrong thoughts if she seems me injured and in your grasp."]
The dragon huffed a bit, [#8b008b "Man, it can be such a pain sometimes..."]
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 173d 19h 16m 1s
[h3 [center A Future King ]]

Slowly Damon's hand reached out resting on Farah's shoulder as he stared at his left hand, particles of sand within his own grasp as well. His eyes closed as he felt Farah shaking under his hand as she sobbed like one would expect of a Mother that had just lost her child. Quickly Damon turned as he summoned his gun, pointing it out toward the Wildcard which slowly approached with Yasha not far behind carrying a injured Mutaro which was complaining about how he could walk on his own which the Half giant was clearly ignoring.

stopping a few feet from Damon, the gold gaze of Wildcard was fixed on the young Prince. [+blue "Do you plan to waste your crying? Mourning the lost of a child? Or do you plan to make good on your Fatherly Promise? what will you do Human...will you just let your Son's death go un-avenged." ] Damon slowly lowered his gun, his eyes dark like before but now a strange rage was held within his gaze.

[+purple "Don't waste my time...I got a elder dragon to kill. Speak your business or get the fuck out of my way." ] Yasha's eyes was wide seeing the Human Prince in a whole new light, the raw dedication in his tone, the raw power, & conviction. It was clear to see that the Prince was truly becoming a man worthy of the title King. A man that both man & Dragon could respect.

At Damon's words, Wildcard's lips curved up into a slight smirk. [+blue "Good answer...follow me." ] With that said Wildcard began to walk as Damon scooped Farah up into his arms carrying her bridal style as he followed the man. Yasha slowly looked to Fuego & Nodded before he began to walk as well still carrying Mutaro which was now likely starting to heal. [+b "Alaris...seems our target has a name now Mutaro. Time for us to do what we was meant to do all along...our strength...our powers...our blood in service to the next generation. The future kings & queen of the kingdoms." ]
  Wildheart / 175d 20h 10m 5s
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[h3 [center Fuego & Farah]]
Fuego continued to keep himself over Farah. Even as his sister cried and pleaded, the Dragon Prince didn't budge. His changing eyes watched, claws keeping Farah and himself in place. It pained his heart to hear his sister sounding so desperate, her roars and cries made the usually fiery, hot-headed male regretting every moment. Yet he knew it was for her own good.
Both dragons' eyes widened as the battle took its final turn. Zaric had finally been tossed down, body and arm being severed. Farah began to screech and struggle even more frantically as she saw Damon standing upon Zaric. In response, Fuego tightened his grip, keeping her in place. The red dragon lowered his head, wings unfurling around them. The Dragon Prince proceeded to try and hush Farah, all the while also blocking her view.
Fuego rose his head, to only be met with the humanoid creature of Damon. The fiery dragon's flames once again appeared, flaring along his spine. Yellow green eyes met the other's, seeing the attack aimed for both Farah and himself. In response, Fuego's own jaws started to open, a ball of gold and red flames starting to swirl. The edges of his scales started to glow, changing from gold to an almost sliver hue.
The Dragon Prince was waiting, waiting for the other to release his attack so he could fire his own, but Damon's was cut abruptly as a green spear appeared. As the explosion happened, Fuego swallowed back the attack that had been building in his maw, the gold and silver glow along his scales dying down.
Soon, the human prince once again stood before them. In response, both Fuego and Farah's forms also shimmered, shrinking downwards. Fuego stood, holding Farah close to his body, her face buried into him as one of his arms remained wrapped around her, the other resting gently on the back of her head. The Dragon Prince's eyes once again returned to their yellow, staring at the scene before him.
Fuego said not a word at Damon's question, instead his eyes shifting towards Zaric, who almost seemed to be struggling to stand. The Dragon Prince's usual cold and fiery look was gone. The only thing in its place was a silent draconic male, still embracing his sister who remained with her face against his body. Fuego made not a sound as words were exchanged between Zaric and Damon.

Farah finally moved her head, still remaining in Fuego's arms. Shining green eyes stared outwards, locking onto Zaric's. Tears continued to stream from her cheeks, steadily falling downwards.
[#daa520 [i "Zaric...it wasn't your fault...isn't your fault..."]]
Farah removed herself from Fuego's grasp. The Dragon Prince did nothing to stop her as she moved away. Though his yellow eyes watched everything.
The golden female continued to approach. A barely seen glow seemed to emit from her as she watched. Green eyes dimmed to a dark hue, pupils round. She could sense Zaric's sadness, which seemed to effect her deeply.
[#daa520 [i "There was nothing you could've done...yet you still tried...oh Zaric..."]]
Farah moved closer. As Zaric reached outwards, the girl swept forward to catch hold. The Dragon Princess fell to her knees in front of Damon, her hand which should've taken hold of Zaric's, was left with nothing more than particles of sand. She sat in place, shaking uncontrollably as her child continued to disappear before her eyes. Her tail curled around her side as she lowered even further, arms wrapped around her body, sobbing.
[h3 [center Mutaro]]
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Mutaro grew completely silent. The draconic male said not a word. Though as the battle drew to a close, did he start to shift again. His eyes narrowed, starting to take a step forward when he saw Damon getting ready to attack the Dragon Prince and Princess, but paused once again as the other was interrupted.
The wind continued to blow, but finally simmered down to a gentle breeze. Mutaro's eyes shifted to the side, having heard the sound of wings. Sure enough, there sat an all too familiar [http://rp.eliteskills.com/vc.php?c=237989 raven]. The dragon once again felt the chill run through his body.
[#8b008b [i "Quietus...it has been some time since I have seen you..."]]
The strange bird seemingly blinked, then cawed, flapping its wings. Its form started to grow, taking shape. A male figure floated in the raven's place, hidden gaze watching.
[#808080 [i "Sadness yes, but without these sad moments, there would be no balance between grief and happiness. Life is fleeting, many are blessed with ignorance until their time finally runs dry."]]
The dark figure's gaze shifted over to the scene happening between Damon, Zaric, Fuego, and Farah. He remained floating in place.
[#808080 [i "I have simply come for the child's soul. I had originally come for Damon's, but the High One has different plans, as well as a request from another. However, for the High One to suddenly show interest, it will be intriguing to see how this will play out."]]
The stranger said not another word. Instead, his form once again shrunk, taking flight as a raven. The bird took off, flying low, chasing after the sand swirling in the breeze.
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 189d 7h 10m 58s
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[h3 [center the end of chapter ]]

Zaric paid Fuego no mind as his right claw moved out to side, a swirling mass of energy particles forming into his palm before expanding out as his claw clinched. The gold energy shifted taking form into a massive spear of pure mania, the bright glow reflecting as bright as that of his mother's scales. His cold eyes continued to stare as a sword flew passed his head, the wind of the passing blade scrapping his cheek.

A single claw like hand took hold of the hilt of the flying sword before it was swung back splitting the ground with the wind cast from the momentum. Black smoke flowing from Damon's jaws as he stood across the way from Zaric. Both staring deep into the other's gaze tell a sheet of sand from a powerful breeze blocked both from each others view. All was quiet save for the whistle of the wind for but a moment before both males burst through the sheets of sand, weapons clashing in a show of sparks. Pushing blade to blade, the sparks flew as both males twirled their bodies before fading from sight; both appearing in the sky above blades once more locking but with a different outcome as a long whip like tail slammed down on Damon's skull sending him crashing down into the sands which sunk down from his rapid descent.

Wasting no time, Zaric extended his left arm index finger pointed down as orb of energy formed at his finger tip about to fire when he was rushed from the side. A powerful claw sending the cold Dragon male flying back through the air slamming into one of the castle towers which crumbled under the impact, as the stone fell Damon threw his head back letting out a primal roar of sorts which was quickly cut short as his red eyes quickly shot back forward just as a familiar spear of energy slammed into his chest. The blade sinking into the skin of his chest, slowly he raised his left claw taking hold of the spear but was unable to pull it as the spear erupted in a massive explosion which engulfed the whole area around Damon. The massive blast of the mania spiraling up & out forming a golden green cross of pure energy.

Zaric floated in the air staring at the smoke cloud that covered the area where Damon once stood, His green eyes showed nothing even when the smoke cleared revealing Damon standing where he had been before. His white skull like dragon face cracking in various areas, letting out a pain filled roar Zaric had no choice but to move one wing out before him acting as a shield. A powerful wind blasting into him like a cannon, harmless but it did it's job. Green eyes went wide as Zaric turned to slash behind him at Damon which had just appeared there but was unable to connect as his wrist was caught in his Father's grasp.

Bringing down his blade at a angle with his right hand, Damon wasted no time severing of Zaric's left arm & lower body. Going limp, Zaric began to fall from the sky just for Damon to grab him by his wing. Letting out one last roar Damon tossed his son down to the sands below but that wasn't the end. Following his son down to the ground Damon slammed his right foot onto Zaric's skull before he leaned over staring down at his son which stared at him from the ground. [+green "so this is what the descendant of Titus can do...what a frightening creature." ] with this said Zaric could do little but watch as a red sphere of mania formed between Damon's horns aimed straight at him from point blank.

Zaric hear it; just before the blast released The scream of Farah begging it to stop. Screaming out for the battle to stop...for both male's to cease this but those words was lost as the blast cut loose engulfing Zaric & Damon in chaotic flames.

Smoke was thick blocking the two from sight but that didn't last long as Damon appeared before Fuego with a second blast aimed straight toward the Prince's face ready to repeat the execution of Zaric with Fuego. As far as Damon's primal mind took it Fuego was a enemy male holding down his mate, it didn't register that Fuego was her brother or that he was protecting her. Than it happened! Just as Damon was about to release his blast a spear of green energy came down severing one of Damon's horns just before it could fire. Unable to hold the blast stable, it went critical literally blowing Damon himself up. The smoke cleared as the dragon skull seemed to shatter revealing Damon's face below before the white scale like bones over his body followed suit leaving Damon back as he normally was.

[+purple "Fuego...what happened here..." ] Slowly the Human Prince turned seeing Zaric standing a few feet away, his legs & left arm a mere twig of what it once was. His rejuvenation clearly slowed from excessive damage. [+purple "Zaric...did...did I cut off your arm & legs?..." ] [+green "What difference does it make..." ] [+purple "If it was me...than severe my arm & legs now!" ] Zaric's eyes remained cold as he heard this while other's looked shocked. [+purple "I won't fight you like this...it wouldn't be fair...do it." ]

Zaric was silent for a few minutes at this but finally spoke after a time, [+green "Fine I shall grant your wish..." ] Starting to move, Zaric froze as he stared back at his wing which started to fade turning into sand as the wind took it away while Damon watched eyes wide. [+ "hmph...such a nuisance...seems im at my limit...Damon...kill me now...I won't fight you...I don't even have the strength to walk anymore...if you don't act now...our battle will never have a winner.." ]

[+purple "n-no...I don't want this....I don't want it to end like this! THIS ISN'T HOW I WANTED TO WIN!" ] At the raw emotion in his voice; Zaric's eyes went wide as the black around his eyes faded leaving only the emerald green before they closed. [+green " In the end...you just won't give me what I want..." ]

slowly Zaric's eyes opened as he looked over at Farah, [+green "I think...I see it now...love...dedication...I see it now." ] His eyes slowly glanced down at the ground as his mind flooded with memories while his body disappeared more. [+green "I was chasing a girl...she was young...she had beautiful golden hair...I hear her now...she called me brother...I failed her...I failed to save her...I failed everyone..." ] Slowly Zaric looked back at Farah a strange sight to see more touching than anything seen before playing out before her. Tears...tears rolled down Zaric's cheeks flowing like the falls as he held a painful sorrowful smile, nothing close to the cold face he had before. This was the face of a sad child, lost, alone, & defeated. This was the face of a man that lost everything, that was made into a tool against his own wishes.

[+green "....Mother...I'm so sorry I failed you...Father...Uncle Fuego...I'm so sorry...I hurt all of you...I failed you all...I couldn't beat him...I couldn't best Alaris...please...stop him...please Dad...Uncle...Mom...save Grandpa Rig & Milo...save me & sister...change our history..." ] with that said Zaric reached out toward Farah, Fuego, & Damon like a child looking for comfort.

Reaching out Damon went to grab Zaric's hand along with Farah but neither managed as his hand turned to sand just before contact was made. Damon slowly lowered his hand as a strange feeling of sadness washed over him before he spoke surprising even himself as the words left his mouth straight from his heart before his mind could grasp, [+purple "I will get Him son...don't you worry...you just rest now...Daddy will take care of this now...Your battle ended...You fought well...I'm proud of you.." ]

Hearing this Zaric gave a soft smile ignoring his sadness as his face began to fade into sand than disappeared completely. The young Prince made tool, that had been a slave had finally met his end. A father, a Mother, & a uncle. The only family to know the sacrifice that he had made for them.

[h3 [center Wild & Co ]]
Wild closed his eyes with arms crossed over his chest as he watched the sad scene before him, more than used to such sad happening given his own nature. [+blue "This is the world we live in...one where sadness is so near it happens everyday." ]

Meanwhile Yasha merely watched in silence his own expression darkening with sadness & anger. Sadness at such a sight & imagining how he would feel if it had been his own child but a boiling anger at the one responsible for this whole mess; Alaris.

Alaris would suffer for this, Yasha would make damn sure of that.
  Wildheart / 191d 20h 55m 10s
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[h3 [center Fuego & Farah]]
The royal siblings continued to watch. The Dragon Prince kept his place in front of Farah, his eyes continuing to shift from green and yellow. Farah was making it extremely difficult, not budging once as her brother tried to shove her away from the two battling males.
Fuego's head jerked back, eyes widening as a blast of crackling energy hurled their way. Instinctively, the red and gold dragon leapt forwards, forcing his sister to the ground. His wings flared around, acting as a shield from a blast that should've hit, but never did. Instead of searing pain, there was only a splatter of droplets on Fuego's wings.
[#daa520 [i "Z-Zaric..."]]
A growl emerged from the Dragon Prince. His wings remained hovered over his sister, continuing to act as a shield. Green and yellow eyes lifted, staring at none other than Zaric. The spine along the dragon's back remained flared, the tips of the spines glowing ever so slightly.
A great uneasiness filled the Prince. Despite the appearance of gold upon Zaric, Fuego wasn't buying it. He inheriting more from his father's side of the Supreme Kings. These sudden actions by the once cold male left Fuego with his doubts. It was a bit hard to trust someone, when that individual was about to kill you a few moments earlier.
Though, just as soon as Zaric had appeared, he was once again gone, taking flight quickly back to the fight that had yet to be finished. Which left Fuego still hovering over his sister as her personal shield.

The uneasiness seemed to pass to the golden dragonelle. The pairs heads turned towards the distance. A cold wind started to pick up from the north. The cold was unnatural, a chill that cast fear in the bravest of hearts.
The fight was about to end, and with it, so was a life...
[h3 [center Mutaro]]
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Mutaro slowly opened his eyes once again. He said not a word, remaining silent. The dragon would let the other believe what he wanted, speak his words.
Though, just as the royal siblings had froze, Mutaro's body went rigid. His eyes shifted also towards the distance. The cold he felt, any creature who had witnessed or felt such an icy wind would recognize it...
[#8b008b [i "On black wings of shadows he soars through the darkness, to guide those to the light."]]
Mutaro had muttered under his breath, words barely audible. Death was on its way swiftly, ready to take whoever drew their last breath.
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 195d 16h 26m 48s
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[h3 [center the battle ]]

Both males rushed throughout the battlefield, eruptions of sand flowing up with each collision which seemed to last only a moment before both faded from sight again. Both moving at speeds usually only achieved by much older Dragon's like the Elders which used magic expertly.

Seemingly out of nowhere a blast flew forth from a random direction threatening to blow both Fuego & Farah from existence. Blood! The burning sensation never struck by the feeling of blood was clear on their scales, standing before them was the case of the blood. A tattered black wing, in pieces around them as Zaric stood before them one wing gone replaced with a gaping hole which bleed like a falls. Zaric had came to their protection but why? or was it that he himself didn't even know.

[b [+green "She's a distraction...remove her from this battlefield at once. She has no place on this battlefield." ]] With that said Zaric began to move his black Fur & scales seeming to glow before turning a vibrant gold, the gold mania pooling around the gaping hole that was once where his wing connected to his back. The mania than bursting forth becoming a new wing as the old black wing turning a brilliant gold. His divine power showing completely now likely even calling out to Fuego himself now.

Meanwhile a Chaotic Damon began to move forward from the distance, his own body beginning to radiate with Dark energy seeming to react to the divine energy of Zaric. Males of the opposite type calling out instinctively to the other, a duel to the death. The final act! the next battle would be the last.

[h3 [center Wild & Co ]]

Slowly Wild crossed his arms letting a smile grace his lips, [+blue "Chaos vs Divine, A battle as old as time yet neither will stop..." ] Feeling the other's eyes on him the chaos dragon decided to continue. [+blue "Chaos & divine Dragons are constantly seeking each other...to either kill or mate...sometimes both. Chaos dragons always want to taint those that are pure while those that are pure want to break through the dark." ] With this said he went silent to continue to watch.
  Wildheart / 215d 3h 12m 39s
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[h3 [center Fuego & Farah]]
The red and gold Dragon Prince remained in his place over Farah. His lips twitched, fangs showing. His tail lashed back and forth, the spine along his back fully erect. He continued to growl, observing the fight happening awfully close.
Though he seemingly paused. Fuego's eyes glowed, swirling from green to yellow. His pupils were thin slits, nearly lost in the changing colors. His eyes shifted towards Zaric, seemingly noticing the shimmer, a golden shimmer quite similar to his own and his sister's.
[#FF0000 "Impossible...no one else possesses that ability, myself and Farah being the only ones...Farah..."]
The Dragon Prince had barely noticed as his sister had crawled out from under him, taking a few steps closer to where Damon and Zaric continued to battle. The red dragon was swift, taking a place in front of the golden dragonelle, though being quite gentle as he proceeded to push her back and away.
[#FF0000 "F-Farah! Don't even think about getting in there!"]
Even Farah couldn't quite understand why she started to move. Once again pure instincts made her move. Something wasn't right, she still feared Zaric, what he had done, but something told her there was indeed more.
Her green eyes widened as she saw the hint of gold showing along Zaric's horns. A familiar glow, too familiar, as if they were her own flames. Even if it seemed insane, she knew the truth.
[#daa520 "They're confused! Fuego! Please! I can help them both! No more blood needs to be shed!"]
The Dragon Prince seemingly paused, looking at his sister's face. Her eyes were once again shining. There was desperation in her voice, a plea to let her go. Fuego's eyes rounded, if only for a brief moment. He shook his head, snarling under his breath.
[#FF0000 [b "Enough Farah! Even you can clearly see words will not work on that pair! You will be wasting your breath trying! And I'll be damned if I'm going to sit back and let you run into the middle and get hit by a stray attack!"]]
[h3 [center Mutaro]]
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Mutaro's eyes once again opened. Even if they were further away, he could hear the Princess' tone. He knew that tone, he knew it all too well.
The voice of a dragonelle desperately trying to reach her chicks. A mother who only wanted the best for her little ones, a promising future. The dragonelle wanted to save her chick, even if she also seemed confused. Perhaps she didn't quite understand, but then who could blame her? Maternal instinct had to be confusing, even to veteran mothers, but all came down to one thing; to protect her chicks, no matter the cost. A dragonelle would go so far as to sacrifice her own life to ensure the survival of her little ones, Farah and Fuego's own mother a prime example.

Mutaro's jaws opened slightly, exhaling a cloud of smoke. His body felt heavier than usual. He couldn't quite explain it, he had never been able to. A situation like this was never easy to deal with...
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 229d 15h 15m 24s
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[h3 [center It continues... ]]

Smoke escaped Damon's mouth as his red eyes gleamed never leaving the mound of sand. The sand shifted before burst open like massive volcano, Zaric taking to the sky with two javelins in his claws. Wasting no time both weapons flew with a skilled throw, Both slamming into the ground just in front of Damon. A miss? No that wasn't a miss...Zaric wasn't aiming for Damon. both weapons burst in a massive explosion, engulfing Damon & the area immediately around him.
Green glowing eyes stared into the smoke from the skies above, blood running down from the corner of the Cold male's lips.

The regeneration slowing from over use but that just went to show the power that Damon possessed be it uncontrolled. Eye's narrowed slightly as the smoke cleared revealing Damon standing in the center of the pit, smoke flowing from his body as his burns healed on their own The regeneration as fast as Zaric's had been before when the fight had first began. Holding out a claw, Damon's blade flew from where it rested in the sands before slamming into his claw. Slashing back after taking hold of the hilt, the sands flew back leaving a sizable divot in the sands from where the blade had been swing. The Air around the slash acting as a extension of the blade it self.

Landing back upon the sand's Zaric stared at Damon, both being amazingly silent. Gloating, lessons, & thoughts of just escaping now completely gone. To Damon instinct told him to kill this man while Zaric felt the Primal energy surrounding his enemy, no words would reach a ' [i beast ] ' like him.
Gold mixed with black & green, a light gold energy flickering at the end of Zaric's horn as the tips of his claws glowed platinum before transitioning down to gold than fading into black. Farah's blood beginning to show in Zaric's blood calling out the bit of divine in his blood. [b [+green "People like you...your people made her cry...SHE DIED CAUSE OF BEASTS LIKE YOU!!!!" ]] Raw emotion radiated in his voice like never before, His eyes lite up with rage. The world in his eyes altering as he came in & out of this reality plus his previous one. The Girl he saw in his mind he didn't know, couldn't remember yet the sight of her crying filled him with such Rage.

The energy calling out to Farah's base instinct, fear of Zaric would remain but so would a Mother's instincts. Even if she didn't understand how...she would know in her heart exactly who Zaric was now.

[h3 [center Wild & co ]]

The Dark male was silent at Mutaro's comment but that didn't mean he was wrong, the Dragon was right but he seemed to forget exactly how this would effect the Princess & Damon once rational thought returned.
Slowly a smirk graced Wild's lips as he saw the gold, [+blue "There he is...Prince Zairian Dahaka. The fight is slowly bringing back his true self but would he return before his Father's instincts end him?" ]
  Wildheart / 230d 8h 19m 22s
[pic http://i.imgur.com/4LrB5F5.png]
[h3 [center Fuego & Farah]]
The red dragon's eyes slowly opened. His head turned slightly, taking note as Zaric had suddenly paused. Fuego's gaze narrowed, a forked tongue flicking out of his muzzle, testing the air.
What was this? Was that cold male actually showing some kind of emotion? Impossible...
Farah had remained in place. Her head resting next to Damon as her sobs quieted down if only slightly. She had barely taken notice of Zaric's sudden strange behavior.

Though something must've happened which neither Fuego or Farah had been aware of or understood.
The golden dragonelle's head lifted, having thought she heard Damon's voice, feeling that familiar energy. As if to answer, a sudden burst pushed her and Fuego backwards, revealing none other than the Human Prince, at least the figure had the appearance and a very faint aura of the old energy.
Farah remained in place, eyes widening. Instinctively, Fuego had changed to his full form, hovering over his sister. His lips curled back showing fangs. This sudden appearance left the red dragon wary, which was to be understandable given the current situation.
For the dead to suddenly rise again was not natural, it was against nature. Though that was how most dragons would see such a thing.
[h3 [center Mutaro]]
[pic http://i.imgur.com/mJ3AMqy.jpg]
The draconic male hadn't even struggled when Yasha had stepped in to help him along the way. Though still, it had been a long damn walk, pain racking his side and wing with each step. Mutaro was rather relieved when they finally came to stop.
Granted the scene playing out before them was a sight to behold. Something even Mutaro had never seen. His gaze shifted towards the darker male who started to answer Yasha's question. The purple dragon was completely silent as the situation was explained.
[#8b008b "Hm, seems us dragons and humans aren't the only ones with grudges...damn't..."]
He slowly closed his eyes. Leave it to old feuds from the past to lead to one large fucked up mess. Mutaro knew the dark male was right. Either Zaric or Damon was going to meet Death.
[#8b008b "So in the skies father and son do battle. Intent on destroying the other...heh, who could've thought..."]
  Dragoncita / 231d 15h 16m 21s
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[h3 [center the battle ]]

Zaric slowly broke from his Fractured reality, Green eyes landing on the scene before him but he couldn't move something in his mind telling him that he had done wrong that this wasn't how this was suppose to be. His right eye sting, a burning sensation seeming to erupt from his eye followed by a strange cooling sensation as a strange wetness rolled down his cheek, Slowly a single claw raised to his cheek wiping away the strange wetness that rolled from his eyes but what was this? Zaric couldn't understand... What was this strange pain. He didn't receive any wounds but yet he hurt in his chest like he had just been impaled.

How strange it must be for Farah & Fuego to see, The cold male before them that had taken so much, hurt them so badly yet now he was crying for a reason even Zaric himself didn't know. Slowly the green eyed Zaric's eyes widened, A familiar energy seeming to wash over the battlefield.

Damon lay limp, Farah's tears falling down upon his corpse. The wetness falling into the wound of his chest. [i tears...why was she crying...why am i so cold...why can't i move...Farah!...I must...I got to move! I don't want her to cry...don't...don't.... ] [b [+purple "Don't cry...any...more...I help....I HELP!" ]] Suddenly a powerful burst of mania shot up around Damon's corpse the shockwave pushing both Farah & Fuego back a few feet as sand blocked the area from view. The sand cloud was thick before it burst revealing Damon, his hair grown out considerably longer than before. His red eyes glowing as a white bone like mask formed over his face, his long horns returning once more only this set solid; Real Horns! Damon had real horns! but something was off...he felt like a real Dragon, his aura felt darker than usual as well but a faint bit of Damon's energy seemed to show through the overpowering Dark.

Zaric's eyes slowly returned to their normal size as he stared at the newly reformed Damon, [b [+Green "What is that form..." ]] Receiving no answer Zaric merely decided to shrug it off before he held up a single index finger charging a familiar beam this one clearly twice the strength of any he had showed as of yet, [b [+green "Be silent as you wish...But it is time i end this." ]] With that said Zaric prepared to fire but as his said this shock took hold. Across from him The monstrous Damon had opened his mouth a powerful red orb of energy forming within his mouth like Dragon would, the feel of the attacks energy similar to that of Zaric's.

Both shot burst forth colliding in a massive explosion filling the air with smoke, Zaric's eyes remained cold as he clapped his hands together about to form a energy javelin like he had against Fuego but was unable to completely the Creation as Damon burst from the smoke slamming a power claw into Zaric's face sending him flying. Spreading his wing's wide Zaric stopped his knockback, hovering over the ground as blood rolled down his face in the first ever injury he had received. Slowly he landed upon the ground as green flames burst from his wounds than slowly began to fade as the wounds did as well leaving his skin as flawless as it had been before. Total Regeneration; A ability only legendary creatures possessed such as Divine Dragons, Chaos Dragons, & the Gods themselves but Zaric wasn't the only one that showed this power. The gaping hole that had been in Damon's chest was no where to be seen.

Both male's stared the other down for a few moments before Zaric took off toward Damon's wings flapping hard to gain his speed as Damon charged, sand kicking up under his claw like feet. Both met in the in a fury of blows. Zaric's claw slamming into Damon sending him spinning to the side but Damon used this attack as a powerful counter as well spinning with the blow to counter with his own back hand attack causing Zaric to twist in mid air. Zaric's long black tail flew toward Damon which caught it with ease before he twisted tossing the Cold man flying into the sands a giant dune of sand jutting up as Zaric was buried below.

[h3 [center Wild & Co. ]]

Wild smirked as he watched from the remains of the castle with Yasha staring wide eyed with Mutaro's arm resting over his shoulder to help the Dragon stand, [b "What the hell is going on..." ] [+blue "Isn't it oblivious...Farah's tears had awakened Damon's chaotic blood. Right now Damon's chaotic blood is boiling but he isn't able to control it yet...he's fighting on pure instinct like a beast. It's amazing...his dark energy is exactly like that of his Grandpa." ] [b "You mean?!" ] [+blue "Yes...Damon is not just part Dragon...he is the grandson of Titus himself. The only offspring of Titus's only daughter." ] Yasha was speechless at this new information that he had just leaned but still he felt Wild knew something more. [+blue "Before you ask...yes I know a few things more...no matter who kills the other...No one wins...If Zaric wins he loses his father yet again...if Damon wins...He will have killed his own son." ]

Feeling both Mutaro's eyes & Yasha's eyes on him, The Chaos dragon decided to continue. [+blue "Alaris is quite smart, time travel is simple task for him especially since this isn't even his own dimension. You see this realm exists outside the flow of time...all that are banished regardless of dimension end up here. To escape to a time further in the future wouldn't be a hard feat...this is exactly what Alaris did. He traveled ahead in time...killed Farah, Killed Damon, & even their daughter before defeated their son but instead of the release of death. The son was brainwashed, his memories erased...than he was brought back to this realm...sent to capture Farah...all for Alaris to achieve his revenge on both the king's which banished him in their dimension." ] with said the Chaos Dragon closed his eyes, knowing no matter what this information wouldn't change anything.

[+blue "Zaric or Damon will die...a Royal Prince will die today..." ] [b "...That's...not fair...what did Damon & Farah do to deserve such a thing?!" ] [+blue "Nothing...absolutely nothing just were born under the wrong parents." ] Hearing this Yasha opened his mouth as if to ask if the man could stop this fate but the look on Wild's face gave it away, the man seemed to enjoy the fight but deep in his yellow eyes was a slight sadness. The chaos Dragon couldn't save Zaric...The brainwashing was far to deep & the dial of life was already set, Zaric would find freedom only in death.
  Wildheart / 232d 1h 55m 9s
[pic http://i.imgur.com/4LrB5F5.png]
[h3 [center Fuego & Farah]]
The red Prince's eyes slowly closed. Fuego's legs finally buckled, a combination of pain and the calm aura washing over him. He leaned backwards, resting against his sister's paw. His tail curled around his side, claw still clutching his wound.
[#FF0000 [b "...meaningless words from a husk..."]]
The red dragon grew silent. He said not a word as he felt Farah tremble slightly, hearing her barely audible voice as she seemed to speak to herself.
[hr ]
The golden dragonelle shifted. Her head lifted, green eyes looking downwards at the body between her paws. The creature leaned downward, nuzzling Damon, body cold to the touch.
Her eyes held little to no light. The spine along her back was flat, wings limp on either side of her.
It wasn't right...this isn't right...
[#daa520 [i "I...I-I...why...j-just why..."]]
Once again Farah leaned her head down, nudging at Damon's limp form. She seemingly paused for a moment. Her jaws twitched, the scales shimmering from the wetness of falling tears. The dragonelle thought she heard the sound of a beating heart...but it was impossible...there was no heart there to beat anymore...
It was pointless to keep hoping...to keep praying. Her head finally settled back down, eyes closing. The tears continued to steadily stream down the sides of her muzzle. Farah's horns seemed to emit a soft glow.
[#daa520 [i "Why did he have to be taken...he died for me...yet I did nothing to help him...I truly am weak...a pitiful coward...I didn't even let him know how I felt...t-that..."]]
The dragonelle released a rattling sigh, struggling as she choked, [#daa520 [i "I am wasting my breath...but I-I-I...I love you...I should've let you known before...b-but I was afraid...afraid of how you would respond...and even more so afraid of my father...I-I should have told you...but now it's too late..."]]
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 232d 22h 32m 1s
[h3 [center Zaric ]]

Zaric watched as the Prince moved toward his sister, body shaking & quivering as he went along. How strange it was...to see The Prince struggling to fight much like Damon had done not long before. Slowly Zaric descended back to the ground, his green eyes locked on the Prince as he listened to the Red dragon's question. [+green [b "Why? That is simple...since her arrival your sister had a strange strength which soon disappeared now when she learns that Damon & her brother had came to save her...she suddenly has that strange strength again only slightly stronger than before." ]] Slowly he began to approach the crew being slow as to take his time, why rush he had won. [+green [b "I wish to see who's logic is wrong mine or hers...since I appear to be standing, I suppose our answer has been given now I simply am educating you all on your faults that lead to this def-" ]]

Zaric's words caught deep in his throat silenced by a whimper from the golden Dragonele, why? Why was she crying? It was only a rabbit...wait...no that isn't Farah but than who? A single claw like head gripped Zaric's head as his mind raced distorting this current world with that of a past he couldn't remember.

[h3 [center Unknown power ]]

A faint beating sounded from the empty hole where Damon's heart had once been, the tears of Farah falling upon his form. The beating steadily increasing in volume as if he was searching for a way back to the land of the living. Could Farah's words reach the Man she loves through the realm of the dead or is this the end of our heroes as we know it?
  Zaric / Wildheart / 233d 14h 33m 53s
[h3 [center Prince Fuego]]
Fuego twisted his head, trying to keep Zaric in view and keeps his flames between him and the other. Though to keep the column of fire going left the red dragon pretty much immobile. The flames were abruptly cut short as a fist met the underside of his jaw.
He felt something curl around him, jerking him forward. Claws punctured red and gold scales, a spray of burning red blood falling. Even in his pain, the dragon's eyes glowed furiously. Then once again he was sent back downwards to the sands.
Fuego slammed down hard, causing the sands to ripple. He laid in place, unmoving. What seemed like a long pause in time, broke as the Dragon Prince's claws twitched. His arms and legs moved under his body, pushing himself back to his feet. As he stood, his legs seemed to start shaking, threatening to collapse under him. Fuego stood hunched, a clawed hand clutching his side where the other's claws had punctured, blood seeping past.
He finally lifted his head, green and yellow eyes staring upwards, [#FF0000 [b "Why speak 'lessons', when your words will be wasted?"]]
Fuego staggered a few steps forward. He soon stood beside a golden dragonelle, Farah. With his free hand, he settled it on his sister's head, using her as a brace. Though at his touch, the female was unmoving. The Dragon Prince glanced to his sister. He felt an almost calming sensation wash over him. Fuego's eyes seemed to dim to a soft, calm glow.
[#FF0000 [b "What use are they to the dead?"]]
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 234d 5h 22m 49s
[h3 [center Zaric ]]

Zaric's green eyes stared into the dark abyss of the crater tell he heard the rumble followed by the light of golden flames. it was so interesting to see that mixed divine blood within the noble children coming into play but that same strength was a weakness. Like all thing blending different races can lead to great problems, A pure divine dragon would find this whole display laughable & if it had been a pure chaos Dragon. They would all already be dead, These children even the Princess...none of them including himself was a pure blood of their race.

Green eyes watched as Fuego emerged from the flames than took to the skies with Zaric following soon behind, seeing the Prince turn prepping a blast made Zaric pick up speed as he seemed to vanish again appearing just below The Prince as he literally slammed to palm of his law into Fuego's jaw forcing his mouth closed on his own blast with great force. Green eyes stared coldly into the Prince's own before a tail curling around the Prince jerking him forward into a large claw like jab, long black claws puncturing through scales with ease. Zaric didn't bat a eye as he felt the blood rolling down his arm, Releasing Fuego's jaw he finished his attack with a powerful back hand sending the Prince flying back to the ground off the impaled Claw he had been on.

[+green [b "A Prince unable to think logically is of no use to a kingdom, learn this lesson well. Your little more than a legacy to your King & you will never rise to make him proud if all you do is lash out." ] ] It was so strange as he fought, Zaric had a habit of speaking out their faults as if he was literally teaching them or was it that he was teaching them while fighting? but why? Did Zaric even know why himself?
  Zaric / Wildheart / 234d 15h 1m 26s
[h3 [center Prince Fuego]]
The red dragon released a snarl as he was caught. Next thing Fuego found was him being swung around several times, having what he had planned for Zaric happen to him instead. The Dragon Prince tried to twist his body to lash out but was met with a clawed foot to his chest.
He was sent crashing into the ground, dust and smoke rising. It seemed silent, until there was a growl followed by the crater lighting up with flames of red and gold. A glitter of scales was seen amongst the pillar of flames, Fuego appearing. One of his horns had finally given way, leaving a bloody stump. Once again his eyes were each a different color, green and yellow.
The Dragon Prince swerved upwards, quickly rising above Zaric. Lips curled back, showing fangs. The red dragon tilted his head back, flames licking the sides of his muzzle. Fuego then swung forward, jaws opening wide. A spiraling column of flames erupted from his maw, aiming to engulf anything unlucky to be in its path.
  Prince Fuego Dahaka / Dragoncita / 234d 15h 19m 25s
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