Take it or Leave it, Storm in his Past

[Darkwater]

Storm sat in a steel-cold cell. He sat ina corner with his knees drawn up to his chest, his arms on his knees, his head on his arms, but he wasn't sleeping. Considering there was no bed anywhere(or anything for that matter), any passing guard would think that he was, but he wasn't. He never slept, anymore.
He had been in here for aout three months, now. He was 14. He was 14, and not a virgin. He was 14... and was on the top ten most wanted... on every list.

This post has been edited by Darkwater on Mar 8 2009, 10:48 PM

[Synile]

(Not a virgin! Gott, that is funny. What he do, loose his virginity with Shia? Or someone in his past years?)

Feeling the changes rupture through his and his dragons' body they were hard to ignore and bypass. It was harder to endure them when they caused you pain and suffering from the inside. Ensure that this was going to last longer than he nor his dragon could decipher and yet consider.

Wincing, Marcus collapsed to his knees, his right hand bracing against the ground, holding his weight as his left hand was pressed against his stomach. Synile snarled, pain engulfing up her spines and through her bones. Child, this must end.

[Darkwater]

(haha, no not with Shia. This is where he is in the.. well, idk for the name for it, but it's like a place for forced sex for those who want it with those who dont, but, yea, u get the pic.)
The cell door opened and Storm flinched, but didn't rise. He knew what would happen next, and he knew that fighting it was useless.

[Synile]

(Rape... Or close to that. I know what you mean! And I hate those facilities.)

"It won't unless our bond becomes more united and tied than it is now," Marcus replied.
Frost Born.
"A what?"
A Frost Born.
"What is that?"
A breed of ancestry that links down to the Seethen. Your mother, Razen, is a frost born. Your sword was named after, but name spelt differently. Frost Bourne, your sword, means something more. Your sword was the King of Lair's sword: Markus.
"How did she obtain it?"
Through her family heritage.
"How did they get it from them?"
King Markus grew down from your ancestry. You were him thousands of years ago and through on, the sword was passed down through generations. Your mom is a hybrid between many clans like the Seethen of Lair and another world your brother is relative to. I cannot explain, but her History contains many contents in life that they are unrevealed by man and only she can unravel them.

[ValkVidary]

Growling a dragonm shookl her head. Se stood, shaking snow from her bones. She gorlwed and looked down, ice covered the wasteland she rested in... She snarled and a roar feld ehr jaws. Her claws dug into the ledge she rested on and she foceused ehr eyes sight downward. She sawmovemnt.

A human? No.. Otherwise he would be dead in this waste.. It was her rider. Her rixder had been wiped off the face of the planet, forgotten now. He was now longer a murderouse killer, but a new bonr.. Not inncoent though. Never innncoent. He had a duty to full fill.

The dragon roared and snapped open ehr wings, the mebrane pulled tight oalong the bones., She lept off theledge, diving downward. She roared and the rider looked up. He grabbed ahold of her claw as she flew down. She jolted upward, spiraling. He climbed up ontp the Saddle, clutching the spike thats erved as a sadsdle horn.

She snarled and markings in brite white covered her. She growled, James... War.
He smiled, Satherone...
Not yet will yopu leanr of my truth name.
When?
Soon... WE must find them first.

[Synile]

"I've never herd such beings," Marcus replied. "Am I considered?"
Since birth you have been. But, when you hit at the age of 16 that is when it all began to happen. It was when I knew you were old enough to understand more than you did when you were younger. The Frost Born inside chose to pick at that for the cause of maturity and development. I could tell Razen knew since your birth.
"That explains it then."
What?
"Everything. You, mom, what I have become..." pausing, Marcus thought for a moment. "You did this to me, didn't you?"
What has your mind come to, child?
"Madness, but that is not an answer."
I do not swear upon death to reconcile with you on that role.

[ValkVidary]

Satherone looked at James and he spoke,"What was mother like?"
This cought her off gaurd, More of what she was, not like, but I can tell you this, She loved you much, and if it wasn't for her dragon, she would not have known how you would become.
"What?"
She would not know that you were something different form your own brother,
"Brother?"
Never you mind, I've said too much already
"What do you mean by that?"
I wasn't supposed to tell you anything about your family.
"You are diggin yourself into a hoel, explain!"
I'd ratehr not.
"Why?"
I gave my word.

[Synile]

Speak not of nothing, boy. my recollections are relentless and nevermore for you to hear such fairy tales. This discussion is over and done for, Synile snapped.
"I want to know, Synile. I need to know. Are you the one who caused me all this?"
Do you really want to know?
"All of it."

[ValkVidary]

James hissed,"then tell me.. Why me?"
Why you what?
"Why of all people dod you choose me?"
You were... Special.
"Thats not good enough."James countered, scronfull tone in his vice.
Dont give me that
"Then speak not in riddles but truth!"
Riddles make you think.
"You make me think jusdt by one word..."
Which is?
"Imprint."
Funny.. Very funny.
"Well, you wont exaplin."
You don't want me to ex-
"Yes I do."James cut her off,"Now.. Why me?"

[Synile]

Let me take you to where I think you might be able to understand this all... Synile spoke, leaving her thoughts into distant memories.

[ValkVidary]

Satherone lowered her ehad and began to speak, It is a long story James, one I swore never to tell, but obviusly I cannot evade it. It is your heart.. Your very essence James, that is how I knew. OVer a mere of 500 years ago, much more, I learned that I was to die, But I would not be taken out that esaily. So, as I lay wher eI had been after the fatal wound, I began to sue what was left of my life, my soul and energy, to create you. Not in all sense. You are still the child of two Seethen, Breeds of Lair, But you are more over of my child and blood then you think. You are not seethen.

Do you know why? When I imprinted you, I gave you a purpose. I belived you would become not what I wnated, but what you were meant to be. And so you did. James, You became the very death and war itself. In a.. Human.. Form. But Human is a fake lie. You are not human, but Foresaken. Deader then alive, Alive more then dead.

"What is it that you are?"James asked.

I? I am not just an Abyssian. I am much MUCH more then that. I am all the sub classes of Abyssian. I am fire byrth, frost Byrth, War Byrth, And Syn Byrth all in one. I am what others of my breed fear and have learned to avoid.

"Are there others liek you?"

Only one.

"Who?"

a name I was told never to speak.

"By who?"
You will know soon.,
"What is the name?"
I would tell you..
"Tell me."

[Synile]

Synile began to strode further across the thick, solid ice, covered region. Hisses came every now and then, but Marcus sat with ease, wondering where she was going.

[Darkwater]

He felt a syringe inject into his neck. He gasped in pain and couldn't help but flinch. He was used to it by now, but the fre that always was forced into his veins, he couldn't ignore.The syringe was meant to give him lust, for a couple of hours, which it did, and he hated, but it also gave him about 2 minutes of furious pain, but he had learned to ignore it into a dull throb.
(yea, rape pretty much. Heh, i cant even begint o explain how much i hate it, and no worries! im not going into detail in here! swear it!)

[ValkVidary]

(I know lol.. you aint .. Er.. Haley.. thats SCARY!!!!)

Satherones nsarled, Denyle.

[Darkwater]

(*shiver*)
Storm was jerked to his feet and shoved out into the corridor and led into another room. He was forced to strip and tried to keep down the bile that rose in his throat as he was strapped down onto the bed. The guards laughed as they let a woman in and they left the room, shutting and locking the door behind them. Usually, they wouldn't strap the man down if he had been injected, because they wouldn't have WANTED to leave for a couple hours, but with Storm, it was different. No matter how many doses, the poison they gave him could only deafen his attempts at getting away. If he had the chance to get out, he would never be seen again byt hem.
(and that is as far as i go! )

[Synile]

Wings pounding at her sides, prodding, Synile soared across the frozen land, wings stretched out, sailed. She flapped her wings now-and-then, but it was only to gain altitude or to pick up speed.

Looking down, Synile gave a loud grunt, a hiss trailing behind. Marcus looked down as his memories then shot through his mind...

[Darkwater]

After about an hour or two, the guards cameback in after several other girls had entered at their turns and were now finished. Storm's eyes were wary and his breathing was slightly quickened. The guards, still laughing, unstrapped him. Storm flinched at every touch, and some thought it was funny to touch. he winced everytime in pain and discomfort. They did not give him his clothes back yet and he didn't expect them. He was done with yet.

[Synile]

([Gasp, shuddering in horror] Poor Storm.)

Synile hissed, landing in the barren land where it all started... where Markus (the old and first Frost Breed ruler) had died and his life with his dragon had ended.

This post has been edited by Synile on Mar 9 2009, 09:32 PM

[Darkwater]

(yea, i know. and i kinda gotta go ahead and go along with it bc it is in his history thing. poor Storm... hehe ive gotten so attached to him lolz)
He was led into a different room, and he didn't dare to look around it. Everything in it screamed for him to run, and he knew he couldn't. it was futile. A guard shoved him into the room and a man in a black cloak came in with a whip... and a dagger. The door shut and locked behind Storm, still looking down but now shivering w cold and fear, and the guards laughs faded into the distance, only to be replaced by Storm's screams.
Above the door, it read: Torture. And that's all this room was. A place made simply for torture.
(i got testing tom. but, i is still happy, cuz i see ... before then! )

This post has been edited by Darkwater on Mar 9 2009, 10:36 PM

[ValkVidary]

(I hateabuse.....)

Satherone snarled, A traitoress dragon who ripped me to shreds in a mere instant while I was weakened and unarmed! Denyle(may change name), Is a rentless fool! He attacked using the streangth he ahd for Wrong! The last word came out as a roar.

[Darkwater]

(same here)
A couple more hours and Storm was drug out of the room unconscious. They clothed him, as was rules, and threw him back into his cell.

[Synile]

(Me, too...)

Do you know realize, Marcus? Synile asked as she strode through the barren land.

[Darkwater]

Storm groaned and woke. He sat up, slowly. He knew better than to sit up quickly. But, even though he did slowly, pain still lanced through every part of his body. He hissed in pain.

[ValkVidary]

Satherone snarled, Hr also gave Sethla Meesha the scar she bhas bore for a long time...
"Scar?"
The one maong her eye.Satherone said, It impared her vision through that eye. M<Aking her very catuiosue.. But it happened.. During a course of when her and her rider, your mother, were together.

[Darkwater]

Three years of this. Three long and painful years.... and then the day came... when he would become free once more.
The guards came in as usual, syringe ready... but Storm was long ago fed up with it all. His eyes flashed and he looked up at the men...

[Synile]

Depart, Synile told him.
"Depart?" Marcus repeated in a low tone.
Dismount I meant. Marcus looked at her with weary eyes, making it seem like he showed distrust. For what it seems he did, but for how long and why? Grabbing her spine with his hand, he slowly slid down the ribs, clinging onto her shoulder pad and then went down the leg, landing on the ground. There is an easier way, my child.
"Hows that?"
By jumping, dear. It cannot hurt you. You have a high tolerance to pain as only a Syneath or Seethen can enforce pain, not any other breed of dragon, creature, human, half-breed, demon, Earth herself - nothing. You're able to dismount by jumping from my back without feeling a speck of jabbing pain through your body. Only I or of our breed can create such pain. Do you understand?
"Yes, Synile, I do." Synile nodded, watched as her rider walked through the barren and undead land.

[Darkwater]

The men froze at his eyes.
Three years of torture can only make one stronger and more immune... and force them to find the power they hold within. Three years. No longer 14, but 17... and ready to get out.
The guards fell back, dead, and you could see the bloodred eyes Storm had now..... they had once been light blue.... but not anymore.... and never would be again...
Storm stood and walked from the cell, after stealing the guards keys.

[Synile]

You sound beaten on the inside, Synile commented as he left.
"What's it to you?"
You.

[Darkwater]

He walked through and dwon the long corridors. Women who he only knew for a reason gasped in fear and strong men stood in front of them to protectt ehm from a grudge Storm might have. Storm hissed and they all fell, women and men, both.

[Synile]

"That doesn't make any sense what-so-ever." Marcus hissed.
To you, but I clearly know something is beating you.
"When have I not been? I have been like this since birth and I always will be. No change in that."
You sure? Synile countered.

[Darkwater]

He grabbed himself a new set of clothes as the sirens began to go off. He knew he couldn't go back home. He had no home, now. They had all been killed... and nothing filled him more than rage right now. And he was going to let that rage guide him. He was going to become a killer. He was going to hvae no regrets.

[ValkVidary]

"She.. "James shook his ehad,"I mdont get it."
She could see into a mind and figure their next move.. IT was strange.. But rather useful.. Till Denyle stole it form her. He made her blind James.. Without Razen she would have died. She was bound to die with razen... But.. Something happened. You. You prevente dthat. Seth's promise to your mother prevented ehr death and theiren, you were given her. But then i came, and she passed away to her rider..
"Oh.."

[Darkwater]

He walked from the building and it exploded. He raised his hand and a clawed foot caught it and jerked him up in the air with hit painlessly. Narasu.

[ValkVidary]

Satherone growle,dEnough.. Come on.
"Wait.. what?"
You heard me.

[Darkwater]

Storm climbed onto Narasu's back... and Storm's eyes shown. Not only bloodred... but the part that made them the most scary... they were cold. ice cold.

[ValkVidary]

Jame smoutned and She elpt in the aire.. Snarling she looked around and shot off.

[Darkwater]

The first village they found... went to pieces.
Narasu swooped low over the village and Storm jumped off and went on a killing spree. Screams came, but Storm didn't slow, didn't seem to notce them.

[ValkVidary]

She growld.. sensing someone ear.

[Darkwater]

Finally,the village was silent... empty. Storm ran from it, but his eyes still glowed. He wasn't done yet and he sensed a great battle on the horizon.

[ValkVidary]

satehroein shreiekd as the ice blue dragon's claws found ehr throat. She foguth abck, snapping and biting at Syndragna. Syndragna hissed and gripped ahrder, teeth clammping down on the lower Jaw of Satherone.. the two sruck the gorund, Satheroen first. She ehard a ansap and cried out a sher wing broke. Syndrgna got up, shaking her ehad. James fell, skidding across the ground. He slammed into a cliff face and lay, his vision blackening, but he was conscience.

Someone wlaked to him. He panicked, but couldn't move.. Couldn't speak.

Satheroen growled and lept at Syndragna the two roled and Satheroen ended up pinned to the ground. Syndragna, smiling with a passion snapped her ajws closed around satherone's neck... Forcing Satherone to the ground. She wouldn't elt her up. saherone whined in shared pain of James. Syndrgna hissed and gripped ahrder, breaking off airsupply thatw asn't needed. Satheroen hissed, trying to get free, trying to get James..

Alecay knelt by James and felt for a pulse, but of cours,e found none. he checked James breatrhing and found that. smiling he spoke,"Poor you..." James tried to answer, nothing. Alecay laughed.

[Darkwater]

Storm's eyes widened and seemed to clear. "Uncle?" he took off toward the scent.

[ValkVidary]

Syndragna roared and gripped Satherone's neck ahrde.r Satehroen screamed in pain. Alecay raise dhis sword.. James closed his eyes, although he couldn't see, pain......

Unbearable pain as the sharp sword was thrust into his chets.. He sceramed then, able to, thats all he could.. Scream...

Alecay laughed, menically, his eyes bright with malice and joy.

[Synile]

Marcus held his head and waist in pain, snarling he didn't know why. Memories erased and no part of him remembering a brother, but still felt the pain. Why? Synile hissed, the pain coursing through her as she felt it through her rider. How can it be? Synile snarled. How come he can feel it when he doesn't know him? Synile shook her head violently in confusion, crashing to the ground. Snow rose from the collision. Marcus got up from the ground, holding his sides in pain.
"Make this go away!" he snarled in pain.

[ValkVidary]

(watchin mney pit.. lol.. so funny!! Everything is going wrong!! The tub feel throught he FLOOR!!!! LAUGHING MY HEAD OFF!!!)

Satheroen screeched, her wings flare dopena dn she struggled against Syndragna. Syndragna snarled, feeling pleasure from Satherone's and James' screams. Blood struck the ground, burning, then freezing. James began to weaken.. Rageorok leaving hos body. He sruggled to breathe, his throat closed up. His hands clenched as he could move, but he was in so much pain. It seared like acid. Burning at him. Alecay backe dup, smiling at his work. His sword struck through James' chest and rib cage, into the ground.

Satherone shrieked, she struggle dmore, flesh bruning away to reveal all bone. She snarled, armor race dup ehr bodyand she thrashed in Syndragna's grip, JAMES! She screamed in pain. But he couldn't answer. Sylithean venom running into his vains. It was the same as Abyloct venom, and it would do the same to him. Deteroiarate flesh, kill him slowly. Satherone roared in fury. Her four wings flared open with a loud crack as the wind struck the mebrane. She borke free of Syndragna's grip and snaped at ehr eyes. Missing satherone struck Syndragna across the face as the sylithid dragon tried to bite at her.

James struggled for breath. He gripped the handel of the sword and Alecay's eeys widened. James hissed and yanked the sword free. Blood poured, staining the shirt. He growled, trying to stand against the pain. He spoke,"If-I-Am... Dieing.. You are too!" He ramme dinto Alecay and the two roled down a hill. James struck the ground and groaned. He rolled over to his stomach. His ahnds and fetet udne rhim as he got back up. Blinded by pain. Alecay hisse, standing he took his chance and slamemd James against the hill face. James hissed and kicked him off.

Satheroen lept in the aire, Stay strong my child! She said urgently.
You too. James said through the pain. Her backed up as Alecay made to strike him with his fist. SAlecay's hand struck the wall, a dent forming, cracks in the hill face. James kicked him away.

Satherone snarled, twisting and turning, avoiding Syndragna. Wearing Syndragna down. She tried her best, getting few cuts she snarled and dived, wings pinned to her flanks. she shot down like an arrow, all weight falling. Gravity pulled her down and her kenetic energy grew. She suddneyl roared, her back wings flared open, a loud crack resoundiong as the wind struck the membrane, pulling it tought against the bone. Syndragna ramemd into her and they feel, both stirking the ground. Dust rose and Satherone screeched, she ahdnt expected Syndragna behind her, or above.

James hissed as Alecay shoved hima way and kicked him. James fell to the ground, coughing his firey ice blood up. He tried tos tand and alecay kicked him again,"Folish boy.. Folish foresaken! You can't beat me! You can't win this! You'll die! Just liek the rest of your pitifull excuse of a race!" He kicke dJame sagain. James lay still, the pain unbearble to him. How could he feel this? It was like someone was ripping him from limb. He tried to scream For Satherone, but she was screaming herself. Her tail whiping like a whip trying to ctahc Syndragna.

James thought, there was no hope.. He was going to die.. 'No.. Not again.. He thought, 'I wont... Die.. Again.. I wont leave her! Power coursed in him, the pain still there, but he wouldn't give in to Alecay. he struggled to hus feet. Alecay looked at him. Jame sunsheathed his sword and tried to stab Alecay. Alecay grabbe dthe upper portion of James' arm and tisted it behind his back, forcing James to lossen his hold on his sword, Alecay grabbe dthe wrist that had the sword and twisted it too, shoving the sword right below James' ribcage.

James groaned, blood dripped from his lips and Alecay pushed him away. James fell back, falling to his knees, he lay still against the pain. As it weaved in him, creating a nightmare he wouldn't escape. An unhealable wound. Satehrone screame din shared pain as Syndragna ripped at her. The front left wing stripped to the bone as the membrane tore off. Satheron growled, feeling James' pain. Syndrgna grabebd ehr throat in her jaws, holding Satherone, she thrashed her head and let go. Satheroen struck the ground from the force of Syndrgna's throw. She crawled to James, both bleeding. He groane and a spasm rushed in him. Satherone whined, My.. Arylen... Don't... leave... Me..

James groaned,"M-Ma--Make... It... S-S-s-s-stop.. P-Pl.. Pl-ease..." Satherone curled around him, I.. Wish.. I ..Could..

Alecay smiled, wlakeing forward.. His sword in his hand, Smiling at the bleeding james and Satherone... Syndrgna snarled, reagy to get rid of them once and for all. A nusicance to them was what James ahd become. One to get rid of.. And after this.. Even if James did live, not even the Mokeyn Dragon and rider, not even the best, would be able to heal him. This took time, and patience. And even that wasn't enough. Sylithid venom was diffrent. Holding the property of torture with just a single drop. Able to bring a hell to anyway. But, Hell wa for Heroes.

[Synile]

(Never herd of it, I don't think.)

Fine, I cannot keep it as good as in dent as now. Marcus, I know this will be a bitter confusion to you, but you must know. For the sake of him and for the sake of you. You may not know him through memory now, but you know him by blood and if he is gone... so are you and that is a risk I cannot take, even with you and hatred upon my bones. Marcus, Synile rose from the ground, James... James is your brother and he is everything to you. The name itself won't allow you to remember, so I give you this very thing: remembrance.

Marcus hissed in pain as his frost blood began to seep to his palms, staining them. He tried to get up and stand but his legs, muscles and all forbid him from doing so. "What are you trying to tell me?" Marcus snarled in pain.
You have a brother.
"Since when?"
Birth!
"Why don't I know this now?"
You asked me to take your memories of them away, so I did.
"Is that why I-"
Yes, it is.

Marcus snarled from the pain, holding it in. Now, I give you one last question: Do you wish to remember it again? This is your last chance, child. Give in or not?
"I submit. I give in. Now do it."
It is said then. Snarling, Synile rose, snapping her wings to their full length. Symbols began to ink on the membrane connection in-between the fingers of the wings, glowing a turquoise-blue. Bones becoming lambent, the mists inside her body began to collect inside the hallows and are pockets around and inside the bones, glowing immensely of the blue shade. You shall remember!

Marcus hissed, holding the palms of his hands against his temples, pressing against his head. Collapsing instantly to the ground, landing on his knees, built pressure began to rise. His shoulders began to tense, rising. Shaking is head, his eyes shot open to a clear, glossy death-white. Remember! SYnile spoke softly through his conscience. Screaming in pain, a white flash of light shunned his thoughts, expanding. Memories began to shuffle through his mind, creating his life and what he knew then... and now. Pain erupted to his spine, making him thrust his chest forward, screaming out. I told you., Marcus: Memory is like a knife - it can hurt you.

An eruption boomed from their area, creating a sonic wave, pushing many back with a powerful force. Stronger than what gravity could pull. Snarling, destruction was everywhere, death is imminent, and he had not forgotten. Now, do you remember? Synile asked.

Hair blowing, swaying from side to side by being pushed from the wind, his eyes scanned up her body, meeting her eyes. They were a glossy, pitch-black, slowly turning to the death-white. "I remember everything."
Good!

Marcus mounted her spine by climbing up her front left leg, clasping a rib, climbing up to the spine. Sitting down, Marcus clasped a spike that struck out in front of his view. Snarling, Synile rose to her hind legs, releasing a sound barrier breaking roar, splitting the sky and air.

[ValkVidary]

(eep, i had to go to the eye doctor today.. guess what? Ihave 20/30 vision with an eye stigma,., Cool right? but, My eyes are dielaghted so i cant put the glasses on(whicxh are vermilion red) till 3:00 lol)

Syndrgna growled, she gripped hold Of Satherone's throat. Satheroen hissed, struggling. Her bright vermilion scaes casting a glare and birhgting the vision around her. She snarled and thrashed, trying to break free. Syndragna snarled and puleld her. Letting Satheroen drop to the ground she hissed into her ear, Fools pride, you are a foll Satheroen of the Abyss. You will die, just like the rest, at the hands of a Sylithean.

James groaned, trying ot reach Satheroen, she whined and tried to stand. Syndragba smiled, Futile effort!
Satheroen snarled, baring her sharp teeth. HHer tail thrashed and suddenyl., she whipped her ehad around and snapped at Syndragna, gher teeth closed around the horn on Syndragna's muzzle and jerked her ehad back, snapping the horn. Syndragna screeched and reared. She hissed and placed a paw on Satheroen's head. L:owering her body to the ground she hissed, Now you are mine!

Satherone shreiekd and struugled, her cry shatering the sound abrrier and Jamnes' scream filled it. Satherone struggled and tried to break free, her eyes swimming red with rage and pain. James gaspoed for breath,"S...Satherone!" She whined, unable to move. Her whole body shuddering as waves of pain ran throiugh. Sylithean venom in her neck as Syndrgna bit down. Satheroen growled and treid to break free. The pain becoming great and passing into James. He cried out Satherone's name again.

[Synile]

(That sucks, really bad! Haha. I only saw an eye doctor once and I have 20/30, too. My right eye being bad.)

Closing her mouth shut tight closed, Synile hissed. Yelling back, Hold on tight, Marcus clasped the spike on her spine. Raising her wings above her body, brushing against the bone, Synile crouched low to the ground, bending the joints in her front and hind legs. Pushing off with her hind legs, she launched into the sky, spiraling, twisting her body. Snapping her wings with a loud crack from the membrane, the wind breaking against the membrane. Dropping her head, her body falling, Synile dipped to a dive, soaring through the skies.

Wings pinned to her flanks, the wind and air swooped past her smooth body, velocity increasing. Snarling, Synile unfurled her wings with pure pressure, snapping them open. Pulling her body from the dive, her tail hammered the ground with blunt force, debris and dust rising above the ground and into the air. Hissing, Synile pulled her body up above the ground, rising up elevations, gaining speed. Tilting to an angle, Synile slammed her wings at both flanks, rising higher. "What are you doing?" Marcus asked with a low hiss to his voice.
Don't give me that tongue, boy. We're heading to where the pain is being received. I cannot allow you do die.

Marcus hissed, clasping the spike even harder. Synile snarled, blundering through the sky. Ruddering her tail, she dove. Eyes scanning wildly, searching her sight came upon the dieing and helpless screams of a dragon from below. Roaring from above like a call answering hers, Synile snapped her wings at her flanks, twisting her body to a tilt, diving. Expanding her jaws to their full length, the lambent lights inside the hallows of her bones began to gleam a bright turquoise-blue. Arching her head back, Synile lunched forward as a torrent of flame came bursting from her maw, torching Syndragna, avoiding Satherone. Marcus jumped from her back, landing a few feet ahead of Satherone as Synile helped her, Marcus focused on the man beating James.

Clashing into the side with her hind legs, smashing the side of Syndragna, Synile landed by Satherone's side, hissing and snarling, spikes rising off her spine, the mists glowing wildly, eyes wild with orbs of blue torments of fire.

[ValkVidary]

Satheroen stuggled to stand, she growled, trying to get up, seeing s her attacker no longer was holding her. She was lost and confused. James hissed, he tire to stand as well, staggering he only fell. Satherone averted her gaze to him, then saw his eyes widen in shock. Satherone follwoed his gaze and saw Synile. More confusion. She struggled, gaing to er feet, she growled and James slowly and painfully made his way to Satheroen. His fingertips brushed her scales and her eyes glew red. Sudennly, a bright light flared. Sathereon snarled, she reared and her wings flared open. She roared. She fell back, wounds healed and Syndragna's venom seem to convert from positive, to negative.

James pulled himself up, using Satherone as help. She helpedhim, he leaned against her side, then looked at MArcus, confsued, he mouthed, his throiat raw to speak,' Why?'

Alecay hissed and moved. He icked up James' sword and James' eeys snapped to him. A snarl formed on his face and Satherone growled, Drop it. Alecay narrowed his eeys," An abyloct telling a sylithean to drop his own sword?"
James hissed,"It is no longer your swrod Alecay!" Satheroen growled and her ajws cracked open. Fire erupted and Alecay was barley hit. He hissed, dropping hte sword, I said.. Drop it.Satheroen growled. James walked forward, having a hand on Satheroen the whole time. He needed her for support right now. She took a step back, James bent down and picked up the sword, Satheroen growled.

Syndragna bared ehr teeth and lunged at Synile, trying to gain ahold on her. Her tail snuck by and struck Synile's side. Not doing much if any damage.

(Damn.. same here, right eyes is apain..)

[Synile]

Synile stepped back, ducking her head low. Snarling, her attitude and hormones snapped. Eyes changing to a pitch black, everything changed. Marcus looked at his dragon with a smile. Snarling, Synile snapped. Watching as Syndragna's tail came back at her, she wrenched her head to the side, getting a locked grip on Syndragna's tail. Jerking her head back, pulling Syndragna back, Synile released her grip as her jaws came lunging forward, overlapping her neck. Snapping her jaws shut tight, closed, she felt the power course through her bones.

Shaking her head violently with vicious grunts forming from her throat, Synile threw her head to the side, throwing Syndragna to the ground. A red like chemical began to drip off her jaws, colliding to the ground, sizzling. Hissing, deeply, Synile lunged forward once more, jaws overlapping her face, closing Syndragna's jaws shut tight so no fire was able to escape. (But what good would fire do?) Clasping her claws and paw over her throat, she began to clench harder and harder, her grip locked tight. Tail lashing against the ground with blunt force, Synile's jaw grip locked even tighter and tighter, jaws interlacing through the bone.

Hissing, her eyes gleamed, piercing death. Narrowed on her victim in her jaws and grasp, her eyes were a deadly star, fixed on only Syndragna. She knew Marcus was alright. And he was. Growls and grunts formed from her throat and chest, becoming deeper and more crisp and volatile. Placing her hind leg on her pelvic bone, putting more pressure down, her other paw on her tail. Black mists laced around her body, placing pressure on the rest of Syndragna's body, tons and tons of pounds being pressed against her bones.

Marcus looked up at James with a crooked smile. 'No time to explain,' he replied to James, eyes fixed on Alecay.

(Intense! Yeah, blindness sucks, though I love my eyes when they are dilated. And my color!)

[ValkVidary]

James gave a curt nod in response and fixed his eyes on alecay. Satheroen growled and looked at Syndragna, damage could be done to her by Synile.. But only Satherone could kill her. Satherone hissed, Do you think you can take care of yourself?
I believe so, yes. She nuzzled him, Be careful...
I will. I swear,

Satherone snarled, she made her way from James, he watched her move toward Syndragna from the other side, eyes narrowed and locked onto the Sylithean dragon. Satheroen gorwled and lunged. She cough hold of Her wing and jerked. It was like ripping one in two. Syndrgna whimpered and tried to rbeak free, tail thrashing it almost struck Satheroen but Satheroen's eyes gleamed, Gold markings inked ont her and she growled, Once again..' Dear friend' She mocked the 'Dear Firend', Judgement will comment upon you.. But this time... You WONT escape! Syndrgna growled, Why is that?
Becase.. I am eternal.. I will never die again. Satheroen snarled and her grip tighted, breaking flesh. She growled and the gold markings began to flood onto Syndragna, who immdetly struck fear. Satherone msiled.

Gold lettering began to ink onto her bones and glew. Showing her as an Abyloct, one who should be dead, but wasn't. She snarled and snapped her jaws.

Rage broke through, all chemical strands straining to keep up with her rising rage. She growled angrily, a deep sound from her chest. Her tail thrashed from side to side and she threw back her head, streatching her neck and let loose a roar as her jaws cracked open fully. Her first two wings flared open fully and the other two arched, she reared, then fell back, neck arched, her paws struck the ground, cracks forming from the impact. snarling the gold markings glew birghter and she fell back to all fours. Tail thrashing. A large circle shown around her and Syndragna. Symbols of gold flashed inside the circle. They turned a bright vermilion red. Glwoing slightly. Satherone snarled,Now you will see all that you have done. What you are allowed and what you are not. The syn you have made. The judgement will judge you, the Dark temptation. It will decide, Innocent.. Or guilty. Life or death. The symbol glowed and Satherone saw all they had done wrong.

She hissed, a smile spread across her face, Guilty.. Death! Light flared upwards, It flooded the sky, the sky turning vermilion red. Satherone snarled and said, You have been judged, contempt to guilt.. Now, face the consequences. The light flared and an eruption went off. It reached far out into the land, and further. And then, it faded.

Satheroen snarled, she turned her gaze to James, sydragna was nothing.. Not but a mere memroy.. AS was alecay. She hissed and arched her enck, I warned her didn't I?
James only laughed, but that proved to mcuh and he groaned and fell to his side. Satheroen was by him in an instant. Trying to keep him with enough energy to keep him awake and alive. She looked at synile and Marcus, Thank you... If you had not come when you did.. Well, I don't wnat to speak of the consqeunce. Thank you, I owe you.