Fantasy Battle of the Gods

[Plums]

She still had a bit of blood from the dragon in her mouth, so she swallowed it greedy. The warm fluid dripped down in her throat and she loved it. The taste exploded on her tongue and it tasted like magic and iron and...dragon. She felt the powerfull blood blend with her own and she felt like that she was the queen of the world. But it had a bitter aftertaste. Just like him, she thought.


She decided to go and see what the werewolfs were doing, and if they had managed to get out of the fight unscathed. Nezera started to head towards the Mansion.


When she arrived she started to climb trees to look inside, searching for some wolfs. After some minutes she sat in a tree, looking inside and seeing two of the werewolfs from the battle...and one female dragon, everybody in their human form. She didn't see the Alpha though, and that made her sad. She didn't made it back? What a shame, she was a beautiful creature. She countinued to watch them from her tree, enjoying their overwhelming scent and wondering why they didn't see that dragons were horrible beings.

 

[XxRoseAlchemistxX]

Everyone sat at the table eating the food Chris had made. It was quiet between the three of them, and Caraline still hadn't come back. Lucas began to worry again. He quickly finished up his food. "I'm going to make another check, see if Caraline is on her way." He told Chris, taking his plate to the sink and washing it off. He then headed back through the room to the front door taking a quick glance at the aqua haired girl sitting at the table. She was so quiet, peaceful all around it was difficult to believe she was a dragon. He wondered what Caraline would do with her when she returned. Upon walking outside the scent had hit him like a ton of bricks as the wind blew around him. His body tensed and walked out a ways, "I know your there!" He called out.

 

[Plums]

The male werewolf went out, calling out that he knew that she was there. He had a very special scent and a fashinating body language. She observed him looking for her and sniffing in the air. He looked a bit tense, but she could understand that. After all, werewolfs were born to kill vampires. She jumped down from the tree to get a closer look at him and shifted to human form, hoping that it would calm him down and that he would decide to not kill her on the spot.


"Hello Werewolf. I understand that my presence upset you, but I'm only here because I'm curious and do not wish to hurt you or your pack. What's your name? I'm Nezera."

 

[XxRoseAlchemistxX]

Lucas tensed, his body ready to fight when the vampire came within his vision. He could feel a low growl forming at the back of his throat, but he restrained himself. She was using a human form, so he himself didn't feel the need to shift. He placed his hand on his hip subtly making sure the dagger Caraline had given him earlier was still there. It was, however this vampire claimed she didn't wish to harm him or any of the pack. This put him in a tight spot, he had never been in this position before, standing face to face with a vampire without Caraline by his side. It made him nervous, but he quickly forced himself to gather courage. "L-Lucas." He said to her his voice laced with uncertainty, so much for sounding commanding

 

[Plums]

She was suprised when the wolf answered her question. He was the first to do so. She smiled a little bit. The others had attackted her, or said something about that she was a vampire and that she should go kill herself. Lucas huh? It seemed like Lucas kind of trusted her so she couldn't resist asking some questions. "Where's your Alpha, Lucas? Did she...make it?" She was honestly worried about her. "And what is that...." She spat out the words with disgust. "....Dragon doing in your Mansion?"

 

[XxRoseAlchemistxX]

Lucas had to hold back a snarl when the word Alpha came out of the vampires lips. It didn't feel right that she, the thing they usually hunted down, asked if his Alpha, if Caraline had made it. "She's fine." He said, snapping a bit. "She'll be back soon." He wanted to believe his own words so badly but at the same time he couldn't be sure, it made him anxious and he did his best not to show it. He then glanced back in the direction of the Mansion when she said something about the dragon. "She was injured, my Alpha attacked her," He began, quickly looking back at her trying not to let his guard down. "A-accidently. She doesn't mean anyone any harm." He could feel himself calming a bit now, perhaps even gaining confidence.

 

[Plums]

She didn't believe that the Alpha was fine, and it seemed as lucas didn't belive in himself either. It was so cute how he tried to convince himself that she was okay, and she was delighted over the fact that the werewolf packs were so tight, like a family. Vampires were mostly minding their own buisness and didn't care about others, unless they felt threathened, then they would gang up on the danger as one big organism.


When he said that the Alpha attacked the dragon she shone up. Did a wolf hate the dragons as her? But he crushed her dreams when he said that it was an accident. Of course, did she really think that their Alpha attacked a dragon, and then that her pack members would take it home and heal it?


She raised her eyebrows when he said "she doesn't mean anyone any harm". Why would he say this to her?


"Anyone? Not even me? 'Cause she seemed a lot like that she would enjoy hurting me back there." She was skeptical.

 

[XxRoseAlchemistxX]

Lucas' body began to relax, though he suddenly felt defensive of the poor dragon girl. He wasn't sure why, maybe it was because in her human for everything about her was so tiny and fragile. "I didn't see much, but it didn't seem to me she had much time to hurt anyone out there." He said, his voice getting obviously defensive. When he realized this he got embarrassed, and looked back at the Mansion one more time. "Well I mean, I don't think she'd hurt you." He said, putting a hand through his hair and messing with it in a confused manner. "She's....different. And...well...tiny." He honestly didn't know how to convey her weirdness to this vampire. 
Suiren sat at the table finishing the food the two wolf pups had offered her. The boy, Lucas had gone outside once more, it was clear he was upset in some way. She felt for him, but decided it was best to stay out of his way for now. After all she was in no condition to help anyone at the moment. She'd need to wait another day for her wound to heal. As she finished the last of the food that was on her plate she looked to Chris, "Thank you for the meal." She said speaking softly. She then looked around, thinking of the boy and their Alpha. "How long have you been in this pack?" She asked curiously. It wasn't often Suiren got to speak to anyone, let alone wolves.

 

[Plums]

A dragon that didn't want to hurt vampires? Never. But didn't she stand there and talking to a werewolf? Mabey everything was possible that night.


"I should probably go, but first, why are you talking to me? I shouldn't be trusted and I'm outside your Mansion. If sombody sees you here, with me, they may think that you are a traitor. Why take the risk?"

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

She had done quite a lot of thinking and in that time she had realized two things. One a simple affirmation of what she already knew. The other, a more bitter pill to swallow. A war was coming a war that had been building since times long past. The three breeds would come to clash, this much was certain. The vampires and werew0lves had already been at war for years while the dragons had been content to silently watch and wait. But the time for waiting had long since past, things were spiraling ever onwards towards madness. Kurenai was determined of one thing; no matter what happened her thunder would come out on top. N0 matter how many wolves, vampires, or even dragons she had to slay to accomplish that goal it would indeed be accomplished. But there was still one issue, one factor that had not yet been accounted for. The Old One, the ancient dragon of ash would be a problem not only for her, but for all parties involved. Of course she did not have faith in the wolves or much less the vampires to handle the task of eliminating the Old One. It was a dragons task. But as strong as her thunder was she still did not have enough power. She would need more help and she had two ideas where she might be able to find it.


A small plume of smoke escaped her muzzle as she let out a deep rumbling sigh. It was not like her to seek help but in this case an alliance of sorts would prove beneficial. Sighing softly she bent her wings and glided downwards. She was searching first for the dragoness who had been wounded earlier. Though she was not sure if she would be inclined to offer her assistance the fact remained that it was better to ask then to simply let an opportunity for alliance fade. After all it was infinitely better for her to be with her own kind than amongst wolves. Kurenai had no real problem with wolves, in fact she was quite fond of the creatures. But dragons were dragons and when war came lines would be drawn.


She had picked up the scent of the one she sought and another more disconcerting scent. The putrid scent of vampire lingered amongst the wolves and almost distracted from the scent of the dragon she sought. Nostrils flared as wings curved closer to the dragoness' sleek form. She dived downwards relishing as always the feel of the wind on her scales. Trails of smoke plumed from her muzzle as she landed with a rumble near the far edge of the wolf compound. Rearing up, wings outstretched, she uttered a singular piercing roar. This roar was meant to serve to purposes. One was as a summons from one dragon to another, the second was as a warning an announcement of her presence to all who would be foolish enough to interfere with her purpose. Settling on her haunches golden hue watching intently for the reason for her presence or the source of her ire. She would assume human form soon enough, after the proper observations to be made before a peaceful conversation between two dragons were met.

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Duragon had been making his way toward the scent of the wounded dragon, figuring that he'd run into the Alpha and possibly the behemoth from before, but he wasn't really in any rush. He spiraled and twirled through the air, enjoying the feel of the wind against his scales as he gracefully danced through the sky. He knew that the inevitable was going to happen and that war was bound to break out amongst the races but he figured that the outcome was going to a definite win for the dragons, the only variant he saw that would be an issue was clearly The Old One. He flapped his powerful wings and took high to the sky, above the clouds, diving in and out of them playfully as he followed the scent. He had decided that he would make a dramatic entrance.


Duragon pulled his wings in to his body and started his dive from high above the clouds, but as he descended he caught the roar of a dragon. He wasn't quite sure if this Dragon was here for him or the other one he was after, so he quickly exited his dive and hovered a bit, deicing to slowly descend with a bit of distance between them. As he descended he caught the scent of the vampire that he had run into a bit ago and fumes began to pour from his mouth as he landed. He was tempted to fire-blast the entire compound to bring her out, but that wasn't exactly the best course of action right now. After visually confirming that the dragon was indeed the other Shadowscale from before he looked toward the building and let out a powerful roar of his own. His was a little more threatening, a warning of sorts that he was not in a good mood, and after he was done he reverted to his human form.

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

The dragoness' head turned at the sound of the second roar and spotting the male she had seen earlier turned. It was a task not easily accomplished at her size with the little space she had, but she managed well enough. It seemed she would be able to kill two birds with one stone. The male was a Shadowscale, an interesting development because outside of her thunder there were not many rouges of their kind. Lowering her form to the ground she inclined her head, turning it slightly so she could look at him with her one functioning eye. A curl of smoke issued forth from the corners of her muzzle but when she spoke it was without the presence of flames. Her voice was a soft rumble, a sign that she was speaking out loud and not in the mental way that was more common between two dragons. She had her reasons for this though and there was a sort of amused tone to the gruff rumble.


"You show up behind one of your kin an do not stay in dragon form long enough to greet them properly... Do you have no manners young one or is your purpose here not to have tinvahk, conversation, with an old dragon like myself and the other... Do you intend to fight young dragon, or are you here in peace...?"


Her head tilted to one side claws digging deeper into the earth as she settled. Large wings folded closer to her back and almost passively the hue of her scales changed to blend in with the surroundings. The only sign of her presence that was left was the gold of her eye and the smoke curling passively from her nostrils. She seemed to be simply awaiting his reply.

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Duragon looked up at the dragon, grinning. "Peace, fighting, talking, I'm just here to check on someone and to give someone else a little bit of what they deserve." he calmly placed his hands in his pocket. Hopefully she didn't decide to attempt to squash him, because he was certainly at a disadvantage in his current form, but from her words he suspected that she wasn't going to. "As for proper greetings, we don't know each other...so no offense, but I prefer this form. What exactly are you doing here? Had enough of The Old One...you seemed to hold your own pretty good back there, I was impressed." he shook his head, approvingly.


His Dragon's Eye was now visible as he had left his eye-patch at the scene of his first encounter with the vampire, and standing before this Shadowscale made him a bit uneasy. He figured that since they were of the same race and breed that there would be no bad blood between them, but then again some of the older dragons, who were concerned about protocol and rules, usually didn't take too kindly to his presence because, as a Rogue Dragon, he tended to do whatever it was he wanted. "If you want to chat with me, we could do that, but I'm not sure I have anything to offer you. I came to check on the dragon that was injured earlier and then to teach a vampire where her station in this war is." he said smugly with a grin on his face.

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

"You have quite alot of kah, of pride, for one so young... But I am not your hokoron, your enemy, at least not yet... You would make a good kinbok, leader, someday I think... But first you must learn to be a good kendov, warrior..."


The dragoness chuckled, a low gruff rumble that formed withing her chest. She sighed deeply raising up slightly as she then began to turn back to her human form. The transformation never took long and when it was complete she reached up to run a hand lazily through the scarlet locks for which she was named. In this form the scars, which had only seemed like darker scales in her dragon form, that marred her face were more clearly visible. She also had quite the abundance of piercings something she had taken a fondness to in the period of time that she had spent living extendedly in her human form. Despite her advanced age her human form appeared no older than that of woman in her early twenties. At this particular moment however she seemed to simply be studying the male intensely, a look of shrewd evaluation on her face. She had intended to seek out the younger dragon anyway but now, able to study his mannerisms she was not exactly sure how useful he would be to her purposes.


He was young and full of pride, a sign that he would perhaps one day become a good leader. But he lacked the respect, the mannerism, the befitted either leader or warrior of their kind. He was obviously not one to follow the old traditions, but it was these very traditions that held the true strength of their kind. It was also obvious that he did not favor spending much time in his natural form, another ill omen, as a dragon who did not feel most at home in their hide was not much of a dragon at all. She sighed before she spoke once more.


"I came here seeking the female dragon...and eventually you as well... There are some things I wish to discuss... But you both strike me as weak for members of our reyliikh, our race... As if you have forgotten what it means to be a Dovah, a dragon... Perhaps this is not such a good idea after all..."

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Hearing her words reminded him of his father and of his teachings, and hearing them from someone else put him in a bit of a mood. His nostrils flared a bit as the dragon changed to human form, and as she did, his temper settled as he studied her appearance. Damn! he thought to himself as a slight smile crept across his face. She had a look about her that definitely caught his attention and it wasn't in a negative way either, as a fighter at heart, he admired her scars and as someone who had been slightly interested in the human form he liked her piercings.


A good Kinbok, huh? he thought to himself. He was reminded of all the things his father had taught him and how when he was suppose to step in and fill that roll that he ran from that responsibility and instead decided to do things his own way. He knew that he were to really think about it that he had indeed fallen from the ways he was taught and from the things that were instilled in him, but he still didn't like hearing it from anyone that wasn't his father. He breathed roughly through his nose as he thought a little on the choices he had made up until now, because while it was fun to do whatever it is he wanted, he knew deep down that he was missing the bigger picture.


Hearing her call him weak had set his blood on fire and his face showed his anger as she finished speaking, and his fists clenched tightly as he gritted his teeth and tried to hold himself back. "Weak, huh? You care to see for yourself, and then we'll see which was the bad idea; you're assessment of me or your comment just now." he spoke through gnarled teeth. He hadn't planned to become so hostile toward her, knowing of his shortcomings and all that he had walked away from, but still, as a Dovah, he couldn't stand idly by as his strength or power were put into question.

 

[Plums]

Two dragons interupted their conversation. First a big dragoness, and then the male from before. She hissed at their precence and ran up to the nearest tree, already in vampire form. They were talking about something she coudn't hear, both in human form. They got quite the nerve to come here, even if they are two powerfull dragons they would be no match for all the werewolfes in the haus, even if they were in dragon form. Why were they here? It couldn't be because of her, he wouldn't need to bring another dragon to kill her. Was it because for the tiny dragon inside? Probably.


She continued to try to hear what they were saying.

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

"You wish for vukein, for combat, with me young dovah... Fine... Show me your mulaag, your strength... Prove me wrong..."


The female rotated her head, cracking her neck and loosening her muscles. She had been a kendov for a long time, much longer than she had been a leader. She was fierce and relentless no matter the battle. This would be no exception. While at times words would suffice to prove a point this would prove to be one such occasion where it would be through battle that the truth was discovered. She was not at all surprised by the vehemence of the males reaction. No dov should take kindly to their strength being called into question. They were, after all, a breed that prided themselves in strength and honor above all else. It was now these things that she would seek to test in the younger dovah, to see if her assessments had truly been incorrect.


Lean muscles tensed, as the decrease in size meant little for the decrease in strength from one form to the next. She did not wish to start a fight with the wolves, an inevitability if she was to rely on her dragon form in such little space. For now the human form would do, it would be sufficient to check the measure of his strength. As she was preparing to attack another scent reached her, one that summoned a deep rumble from her chest and a plume of smoke from between her teeth. Her head turned briefly golden eye scanning the area around her. Finally she sough the source of her ire and spoke, her voice clear even at a distance.


"Dir volaan, you are unwanted... Go elsewhere blood drinker my purpose here is not with you... If you interfere it will be my delight to make you aus, suffer..."

 

[Plums]

When the big dragoness looked at her and asked her, not to polite, to leave. She had to stop an "I was here first!" Which almost went ot of her mouth. She would sound like a baby and decided to say this instead;


"My purpose here is not with you either, darling. I'm here for the wolfs. And I don't think that they would appreciate two dragons fighting outside their frontdoor. What's your purpose here really? It's sure as hell not to fight that boy, anyways."

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Duragon tilted his head back, arms outstretched with open hands pointed upward, and roared at the sky.


He was not about to let her insult go unpunished, and female or not he was about to put everything he had into proving her wrong. He was not about have his power and strength put to question, and he definitely wasn't about to give a moments rest in this fight until he felt that his point was proven. He knew that his combat history wasn't as vast as most, and probably wasn't anywhere near where hers was, but he also had learned from his father, the hard way. What he lacked for in numbers of contests he made up for with experienced combat against someone leagues above his own, which brought back sore memories of how many losses he had acquired during those matches.


He paused momentarily as she seemed to be conversing with someone else, and that's when he caught the scent. The vampire from before was not too far off, and he had the good mind to quickly put that thing in it's place, but this was of a more urgent matter. "Don't worry about that filth, I will take care of it personally...after we finish our discussion." He waited for her to turn her attention back to him before dashing for her.


You want to see my power, I'll gladly show it to you.

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

The dragoness barely turned her head, watching as the male dashed towards her. A soft motion of her body signified the beginning of her response. Hands still at her sides the female pushed forward with her right leg, starting the momentum of forward motion that would bring her to close the space between them. However when the drew within striking range instead of lashing out she simply pivoted, her body turning to the left as she slipped past his right side. Turning around once she was behind him she reached out offering a none to gentle shove to his back that would push him forward and make hims stumble.


"Your familiarity disgusts me... My purpose is none of your concern... You would do best to remember your place... As for the wolves they will not interfere in our grah, our battle, if they are wise... They have already trangressed by taking a dov with them after wounding it..."


She was speaking to the vampire and not the male, as she had no reason to address him at the time. She was calmly holding her stance, hand back at her side as she watched him. There was a lazy ease about her that spoke of her calmness. Tilting her head she flicked a few strands of hair from her face. An amused smile curved her lips as she watched and waited.

 

[Plums]

Yeah, they were totally here for the dragon inside. She did even mention her presence. She was impressed that she talked so calmly, even though she was in a fight. She hoped that she would win it, making the male lie on the ground in shame. It was an intresting battle, and it purpose was obviously a way to measure power.


"Yeah yeah I'm horribe and disgusting, I know. I would say the same about you but compared to your...friend, you're not too bad. And I hope that you kick his dragonass. I'm cheering on you, so don't make me disapointed."

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Duragon grinned as the space between grew shorter but then his eyes widened in surprise as she slipped by him, and feeling her hands against his back he stumbled forward, placing his right hand on the ground and flipping to turn around to face her direction. He stood there for a moment angry and confused, but he knew what was happening here. Clearly her battle prowess was at a high level like his father, and like his father she was able to effortless move about an opponent who would hastily barge into battle hot-headed. The more he stood in her presence the more frustrated he became, he knew just from her demeanor that he'd actually have to use what he was taught if he was going to engage her.


He was reminded of fighting with his father in human form and how he would put both hands behind his back and was able to dodge, avoid, and slip passed everything he would throw at him. It had taken taken him many many encounters before he understood that rushing the opponent haphazardly was never gonna allow him to reach someone who was skilled in combat and that a clear mind was needed if he intended to engage a superior properly. Attacking haphazardly just showed off his immaturity, and as he stood there staring at her he scoffed at himself.


I guess it's a good thing I didn't bother to get involved in her battle earlier, I probably wouldn't be here right now he thought as he contemplated his behavior as of late. He tried to calm himself, but his realization just angered him more, and again he dashed forward, covering his right fist in fire, aiming a right cross for her face.

 

[X3 Infernal Infinity]

'Worms should be silent in matters that they do not understand..."


Her tone was one of amused chiding as she saw the vampire as no more than a child and one far beneath her notice. Instead her focus remained on the battle at hand. As the male turned she uttered a soft chuckle of amusement. He was to reckless with his attacks, to wild. He needed to think, to focus, if he ever had hopes of defeating her. She hooked her thumbs in her back pocket waiting calmly for the male to gather himself and try again. She could sense the potential laying just beneath the surface, he had the ability to be a splendid kendov, he just needed to grasp a hold of the capabilities within him once again.


"Come dovah you must be onik nuz norok, wise but fierce, if you wish to win..."





She spoke directly into his mind this time, watching as with anger flashing in his eyes once again he charged her. This time it was with his fist a blaze. She waited, watching as he dashed forward, his blow aimed for her face. She waited patiently and ,at the last moment, stepped aside. She leaned slightly to further avoid the punch and as she pivoted behind him once more her leg slipped forth to sweep his at the ankles and trip him.

 

[xxDragonEater95xx]

Got ya! he thought as his fist sailed toward her face. At the last moment she had again slipped his attack, but he wasn't even able to get mad, because the next thing he felt was his feet come off the ground just before his face met the earth.


He growled in anger and frustration as he beat at the ground and picked himself up, hearing her words in his head. He was being toyed with again, just as his father had done, and he was hating every second of this. He was stubborn to the core but he was no idiot and he knew that if he wanted to get her to have a different perspective of him then he would have to truly behave differently. He brushed himself off as he took in deep breath after deep breath, calming himself. Back to the basics he said to himself as he eyed the dragoness, before closing his eyes and drawing in a deep breath, holding it, and then exhaling fully before opening his eyes once more.


"Here I come." he responded directly back to her mind.


His left eye had inherited a trait from his father, giving him exceptional perception on the things around him, but it was something that only helped if he was truly focused, and at the same time was extremely taxing. He had once trained it all the time back when his father had been around, but since then he had either ignored it completely or had used it only in brief instances. This was going to be a time where he'd have to seriously concentrate on the task at hand. He would again advance on her but he would wait for the last possible moment to attack and then take it from there. Speed, power, and ferocity were all great, but if you were reckless if your application then all 3 of those attributes were utterly useless in the face of opposition. With that in mind he quickly advanced toward her shortening the distance between them and keeping his eyes locked on her the entire time, taking in everything and looking for any sign of movement or reaction from her.

 

[XxRoseAlchemistxX]

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