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The Best Of Two Evils
Topic Started: Oct 5 2008, 01:11 AM (2,726 Views)
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Marcus' eyes snapped right then from the instant change in his dragon. The power surge coursed through his body, consuming him whole. His eyes changed drastically, the entire eyes being black. In the center of the eyes was the faint centers of the eyes: the pupil and iris. His eyes centered in on Synestyr. The iris of the eye was a dark gray, the pupil being a light white. Both parts of the eyes were reflective, like those you find in an animal - cat, dog, tiger, wolf, etc.

Pulling his head back, his wings snapped to their full length, tail lashing in the air, swatting the sky as he hovered above. The fire built up in his jaws. The fire laced around his body, coiling like a snake. A symbol inked in front of his jaws, showing the elemental power. The circular symbol was just a few inches in front of his jaws, a smaller circle in the middle, symbols lining the outer smaller ring on the inside, and the outside. Lines struck through the rings, meeting in the middle or reaching out from outside the outer ring, meeting to the rim of the inner ring.

Holding out his arms, Marcus released the fire. As the fire reached to the ringed symbol that lied in front of his jaws, the symbol consumed the fire, itself glowing the infamous fiery colors of boiling inferno. The lights shinned and beamed, shooting smaller fire balls into the sky. A fire storm began to rain down from the skies above, colliding into the ground and harboring dragons with force united with something far great than mere forces.

The symbol released a blazing beam of fire, striking the eyes, face, and body of the enemy, Synestyr. But, Marcus wasn't finished yet, and neither was the ringed element symbol near his jaws. Fire clouds hung above and below, swarming with the blazing element, heating and boiling, uncontrolled unless Marcus or Synile had forced upon so. An explosion fired from his bones, flaming into the sky. A shock-wave of burning light, scorching what was in the sky, came repelling back, hammering Synestyr from the sky, thrashing his body to the ground.

Cracking his jaws once more, fire began to ignite once more down below, lacing on his legs and head, pulling him to the ground, metals combining. Using some of James' power as his own he combined his with James' making it even harder for the dragon to even be released. Chains with spikes attached to the coiling metal laced around his very body, the spikes made from what was believed of the strongest metal in Vyrdaria. The spikes pierced through the flesh and bone, latching onto his body, pinning him as these chains were not from the ground, but pure power.
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Synestyr screeched, thrashing in pain and wriggling to get free, James narrowed his eyes, alloiwing the power to be used freely, it made it much harder for Synestyr to get free, Synstyr cried out in agony. James spoke,Aken Rede Fßel ändelk furhen kendal telmen rabdul em nigh!

And then... Synstyr lay still.. Unmoving.. Gone... Satherone sarled and her tail thrashed, eyes watching she crackerd her jaws opened and added power to JAmes, allowing him to help his brother ever more,Kill. Or be killed...
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Storm hissed. Sorrow filled him as Alecay reminded him of his father. Then, he already knew the answer as Syndragon had attacked Narasu. "No, he would not be disappointed." But, he got up. "In fact.... i think he would be proud." His eyes glowed crimson, literally glowed, and all, except Narasu, Marcus, Synile, Satherone, and James, were thrown back and knocked unconscious. Narasu walked up to his rider and stood behind him as they approached Satherone hesitantly and fearfully. Not fear from her, but was this right? And would his father really be proud or disappointed in him? He spoke. "I.... am Sylithean.... and i.... can remove the venom in your veins and am willing to."
(sry took so long to post and sry if some things r not right. i had time to only skim ur all's posts and post my own. got t hurry and go to no get in trouble. sorry :D )
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(Yuo aint supposed to be on? tisk tisk)

James looked down...

Satherone growled, Not now little child... I will bare it for now...

She knew something...
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(hehe)
Storm swallowed. It was time he took responsibility. "Right. I apologize for my race's actions. This was not to be done." He glared in the direction of his unconscious uncle.
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(oh jeeze..you gte in truble asnd im SSSOO hitting you when svhool starts up again...)

Satherone nuzzled him,Not your fault.. Now... she looekd up at the sky, the sears snarling in rage. Something rammed into her side and she hissewd, her teeth locked on Mundrak's throat.
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Storm shied at her touch and Mundrack attacked, he hissed and crouched and took on the next that came. A Sear. Storm growled and attacked.
(.... no, u won't.)
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(Try me.)

Satheroen hissed and tackled him, hodling him pinned under her wieght, he lay on his side, her ajws closed on his throat and she added pressure. Her tail lashed and she hissed. He snarled, he luged at her, his teeth mising, but she jerked up, she let go and he threw her off. Snarling, Mundrak rolled over and stood. Eyes anrrowed he lunged at her and cought the metal on the udner side of her throat. She hissed, teeth and metal screeching. He tried to get a grip. His claws cought along her leg and their was a liud snap. Satherone shrieked in pain as she felt the bone break.

James, in response to the pain, tried to hold it in, but it grew and he cried out, holding his shoulder, where the pain came. He closed his eyes tightly and a snarl formed from the poain as he locked his ajws in place. Clenching his teeth and snarling. The pain grew and he hissed.

Satheroen growle, limping, she spoke, traitor.
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(i will. and i KNOW you won't.)
Storm hissed as the Sear reared and tried to bite Storm... and succeeded. It bit his leg and and pulled. Storm screamed. He had been distracted. Fighting along side Abylocts was not on his to-do list for the day. Then again, nothing ever was.
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(lol... thats waht you think....)

Satherone hissed and tried to place the bone in place again..succededing she felt it snap..and then pain..
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Hovering above, thousands of miles above the land, hovering amongst the fighting Satherone, James, Storm and Narasu. Snarling, hissing, Synile's eyes scanned from above as her and her rider, Marcus (still a dragon) hovered above them. Marcus turned his eyes to see the Sears in the sky, then the rest below. Synile showed more aggression than she has ever before. Thoughts ravished Marcus' mind as he wondered what was happening to his dragon. Why she didn't listen. Why was she this way? What was she thinking about at this moment. Pity, is all I have to say. They think they can break us, weakening you and I. That Sylithean is nothing much than that word. Who knew he would become an enemy, even to you?

Her eyes watched with dismay, shunned amongst those below. Shaking her head, the faint eye glow in the eye sockets of her skull dimmed out as in her way of blinking. Marcus looked at her with a confused look. Synile looked at Marcus, her eyes coming back to the radiating glow. Silent hisses evaded her mouth, snarls trailing behind. Breaking a habit. No matter what they do or cause, there is nothing they can do in this world to even break you or I. They are futile. Wretched. Only our breed can even break you and I and nigh have I even see a scream flee from my maw. Only those from Frost Species can even break you and I. But will we stop? Will we break? Will be submit? Will we forget? No! We will not. Your blood will not stain the grounds of our battle field. None can break out bond so help by Punishment. None can break us or our bond. And that I will make sure of.
The first or second one? Marcus asked, confused.
The second, you should already know about the first one.

Marcus stared at his dragon with puzzlement and confusion. I knew it would come to that.
What of James and Satherone?
What of them?
Can they?
That depends. If they try they cannot, but if I grant them the ability to and they misuse it they can, but I can easily strip it away. If James and Satherone are strong enough they can hurt, but they cannot kill. Marcus, there is one thing as a price for the commitment if I provide them with it. Looking at Synile, widening his eyes, her arched his neck, listening in. If James and Satherone do accept the commitment of my coisidence, then there is a price to pay if they do and there is nothing that can reverse it or change their commitment. Nothing, Marcus. Not even them. It is not a poison you can cure or a virus that you can save, but a mere pact price. A pact with commitment. No resigning can be allowed or permitted. It is a dangerous act, my child, and when a un native species of a dragon and rider place in commitment, they are placed with a pact of the commitment.

It is hard to even explain, and forced into such a thing is something death cannot even evade. They cannot evade it. Death will consume them if used improperly or even if I strip it from them once the job is done. Very few survive it; the rest die. I am sorry, Marcus, but this is something I must tell you. If James and Satherone ever accept the commitment, they are ensured by the pact of the commitment that they must obey, and if not, then death is imminent so help by Punishment. And if so, and they have abide by the rules, death can and will result. No matter what the outcome is, they will die. That is why I am afraid to even allow commitment to them, even your brother.

That is why I have prepared. I have prepared for even allowing you to rip away from me. Nothing can sear you from me. This bond that I have allowed to pass from you evolving and bond by me and the effect of my aggression and development, you have responded well for me to allow this to happen to you. If this bond passes well, not even James' death can rip you away from me, but your own or mine. Think of this as an upgrade and throughout your bond with me you will experience this even more. As we live on and I progress. You cannot evade from this, even by death. We will always live.

Always.
Marcus, this is something that will create more pain to you than I. And in commitment with Satherone, it will hurt me as it will you. James, too. This is not a risk I will take and it is something that I have decided on for many years.
You knew about them even a thousands years back? Even when I wasn't born?
Marcus, we Syneath can surpass future telling and them fortune tellers. We can foretell and see beyond time and what is known. We even can take you back in time just by simply saying these simple words, 'Tume lyne veer Seethen ick slin.' Say them in the appropriate manor and with I, then you can choose your destination. Like time traveling.

I knew about Satherone and James before they were even born themselves. I was born way before these universes were even set up themselves. How? Why, I founded our universe. I created it. There is no God. There is never a God. The only God here... is me and I project more than this bible crap of a man. A futile person wrote it from their imagination and placed it on paper for those who should believe, putting on a show for this Christianity bull. And what is this religion your species call this? What humanity calls this?
Atheism.
That is right. Atheism. Seems we're in an agreement with that.
So we are.
You speak like you don't know.
I do know, it is just that I never knew you didn't.
From my acts I thought you would figure that out yourself. As you always do.
Is that an insult?
No, that is truth. Should I explain that, too?
No, no need to. I know enough about the Living Burden.
Very well then, no need for me to teach you any more than what you should know. Knowledge is a daring thing, even for your age. The less you know now the better.
Why is that?
No need to go into it now. Remind me later after this and I will be happy to oblige to explain to you everything I know. It will be our little secret. Like I telling you a story before you go to bed.
Sometimes I think of you as a mother.
Synile's attention was caught and lured in after his last words, her eyes locked onto Marcus. She was astonished and yet appalled all the same, but never felt so motherly and devoted to him in that way.
Well, I am happy you feel that way and I am as distinct to you in that fashion.

Marcus smiled in his own way, hovering next to her. Synile's eyes showed more than what she was speaking of, and Marcus knew that. Greatly. Hissing, Synile's wings pounded even more, slapping her flanks bluntly as both hovered side by side. Shaking his head, Marcus back-winged a few feet as his dragon began to phase.
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Satherone sn arled, teeth abred at Mundrak. She hissed,<span style='font-family:times'>I know what you want.... But.. Are you sure you can handel it? Mokyn Mundrak, do you believe you can handle the power?
Yes.
Mundrak hissed between clenched teeth. Kyn placed a hand on his side and lept into the saddle. Satherone snarled, Then nyou may try, but mind my warning, the strains that come are not light. You think you can handel it? Let us find out then? She raised up on her hind legs. Jaws cracking slightly open. She snarled, wings outstreatched half way to their length.

James looked down at her, fear coming he attuned to her, feeling the rage and commitment to kill and ravage. The fear he'd had as a child had always had a source.. And it was her. Satherone snarled as she felt his mind brush hers and he said, You Can't possibly be doing this?
She hissed, He thinks he can hold the power of Scovern on his wings. He thinks he can be a better leader then I... I will grant him the chance to prove it. But I know he wont be able to hold it. The power will crush him. He will beg for it be gone, and I will grant him that much.
Death.
He will not over do me in the battle of strength, he is weak. Not mean as a warrior but a healer. He has always wanted to fight, but being born the way he is, he wont know what a warrior is when I am done with him. He will see the death and decay I can cause with a simple word, phrase, motion. I can easily rip him into pieces if I needed.

Then why havent you? James asked, anger showing as he clenched his hands, If you could have killed them erailer then why not!? Why not end it as sona s possible? save all this pain and decaptment?

Satherone hissed, her attention with drew and she glared up at him, her dark vermilion eyes on James, and he knew it.She snarled, upper lip rising over the sharp blood staiend teeth,[ Font=times] Why have a not? Would it be the same to you? Do you not know what happens with power? You have the power, the streangth, to crush a flower, a simple plant. But you do not feel the pain of it. But that is only a simple flower. But when I kill one of Scovern, I feel the pain. It is like taking a piece of me, a scale. And of all I have killed and destroyed, then it would more of a painful experience to me then you can ever imagine. Boy you need to learn to think before you accuse of me in treachery. I do what is best for the both of us, allowing both to live. You will NOT judge my disicon. For as said before,

I gave you life, I can take it back.
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James tried to hide form her gaze, feeling the rage and truth in her voice. He knew if he ever betrayed her.. Ever attacked her in a manner that was treacherouse, she would easily kill him. Just like she ahd with Rakentus... She would do as needed to protect the mantle. And a treachery of leadership was one she would even kill her own rider over. She would kill him if he did commit treason. Treason to her, treason to Scovern.. treason to Koridome.

She snarled, attention back on Mundrak and Kyn. She hissed, wings arched, gold chains began to wrap around her body, words of Koridome, Words of the Abyloct. The language, verdenis, spoken by Abylocts only but some creatures know of the words, having some knowledge in the language and able to speak it. She hissed, teeth sharp, clenched. She tilted her ehad slightly, eyes narrowed. She hissed and her tail lashed. Th gold chains began to grow brighter. James felt the sting as the power coursed in him. the curse of the Abyloct. Always being burdened and killed. Tortured, but the curse was so much more. And Satherone held the largest portion, for she was meant for the mantle. But Scovern refused it of her. And she would take it by force if need be. She would not let them take her right and privalige.

She snarled, I am the mother of Scovern. The first abyolct to hatch. The first to take the mantle, the first to hold this power, this curse. It has never been divided among a Dragon in Scovern or Koridome. For at my birth, the world began to grow. My family knew, knew what I could do, they kew the power. For the blood line has so much. Mokyn Mundrak... For the first time in Scovern history, I hereby give you the Power of the Abyloct and Scovern, in order to show a lesson.

A bright light flare,d shingn down on the ground. A alrge cirled faded into existence around Satherone and Mundrak. A circle on the insde, synbols inked in the two rings. Anither Circle faded into existence in the center of the image. A lareg symbol in the center of this. The gold chains on Satherone's bones and flesh began to brighten. The gold chains a symbol of her life and betrayel. She snarled, The circles began to move, the sky turned black, clouds red. James looked up, he looked down, focusing on the scales of his Brother's shoulder, not wanting this.. She was uncontrollable like this. The power coursing through him, but she kept it from hurting him. Kept it from attacking his system and driving him mad. From creating a hell...

Satherone's voice came, magnified byt he power coursing through her as it bgean to seep into Mundrak and Kyn. But she was allowing a small portion. That's all it took, There is no Heaven, There is no Hell... Only the world as we make it. There is no God or Godess. No Devil. Demons run free, but the Foresaken rules over them. They are the undead, living dead and dead living. And now, now the truth of this world will elak into existence. This Earth is nothing. And when I am done... You will see what I am,... I Am not the betrayer you see in my flesh, as the gold chains ravage my mind and body? Trying to hold in my power? Ha! Your futile efforts are broken. My time is now.. The time of the Abyloct. the time that the Abyss will cover the world. And only those of the same lineage, even close to it, will be able to hold it all in.. Able to see what is happening and how it grows. Truth will be told. Pacts broken and only the strongest of Dragon and rider will survive. Her tail struck the ground with blunt force, crakcs appearing she hissed, lowering down to all four, she snarled, ehad dipped low, the markings glew birghter, pulsing with a vermilion glow. She hissed, teeth bared and raised her ehad fro her chest...

Her eyes were dark red, vermilon black. Her teeth sharper, more saturated. She growled, tail lashing. The spikes ripped free of the bone, racing all the way down her tail, getting larger as they raced down to the tip. She hissed, horns breaking free of her muzzle and lower jaw. They rpped loose of the neck, sharp and dnagerouse. She growled, her wings opened and makrings begam to fade out. The chainsd leaving. She hissed, This is what I am.. Death and war. the very air you breathe. But Why should I? Why should I give it to you? The air? The sky? The land? So you can abuse it? No.. I won't allow it.

Mundrak screeched, his eyes clsoed, he arched his neck, head tucked tightly against chest. Ice blue markings on his body. Purple ones faded in, followed by acid green chain like markings and gold. He thrust his head back and screamed. James tried to ignore it.. He didn't like it. Didn't like it when Satherone did this. The way she killed like this.. The way she killed Rakentus. By Giving him all that power. All that strength. He closed his tightly, gritting his teeth, trying to drown out the sound. His nails cut into his palm, burning as the blood seeped, burning his flesh and the freezing over. Satherone snarled, her mind consumed as the Curse of Power rushed in her. The way she fet as she always fought, but this scale was larger. Her teeth bared as Mundrak screamed, she lunged.

He was unprepared, to hurt to fight back, her teeth locked on his throat and she hissed, Kyn tried his best, but the pain leaked through his connection with Mundrak. Mokyn Dragons were not strong enough to hold this. And it was killing them. Satherone snarled, Death is only a peace Of your fate! Forver live in my nightmare! The feeling of pain and resent. Their is no savior. No Jesus, No God. You are a pitiful excuse to Scovern! I AM GOD The power broke, killing Kyn and Mundrak. Mundrak screeched as Satherone's venom raced in his veins. The Venom of hers was much larger then that of his.

Sylithean and Abylocts hold the same Venom, Vermilyn, but each has a certain quality. Sylithean Venom causes on to see the pain and death, their worst nightmares brought to life, and that kills them. Why Abylcots, they can kill more stelthly. Causing the Victim to see the pain, not an illusion like the Sylithean, but actaull Pain. It slowly eats away at the life and kills them. Striking the bond and heart. destroying and killing with uncanny accuracey. And with Satherone's very power... The curse evoloved her venom, making it stronger, More lethal. And it killed Mundrak with exact persicion.

For Kyn died first.

Mundrak has a weak link, Kyn. He loves Kyn so much, that at the Crypt's death, he began to plead for her to stop. He knew she could bring Kyn back. He was willing to try. She growled, as he pleaded for her to let go, to take back the power she smiled, It would be my pleasure. Mundrak's eyes widend and she jerked her head back. The loud tear of flesh eroding in the air. He fell, blood pouring from his body, his eyes died out. He lay unmoving. Satherone snarled, new blood staining her teeth. she snarled, the power racing back into her. And threating to kill, but she had a firm hold. It would only drive her to madnes sif she waas not careful.

James opened his eyes and looked down at Satherone, she hissed, her black and white tipped toungue darting from behind her jaws as she tatsed the blood in the air. Feeling the lust that she had deprived for so long now fed. She growled, her eyes calm and red, vermilion red. The dark mists around her.

She was awoken, fully revived, for the power defined her exactly.. The power ...and James...Her imprinted mount, Her imrpint Child.[/font]
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Storm and Narasu stayed, watching, growling, and confused.
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Satherone hissed, snapping her jaws, the scent of death and decay in the air. Her eyes locked on James.
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Storm hissed and tried to judge her eyes. His own eyes widened.
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His eyes narrowed, untrusting.
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