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| Abyssian Rise-Wrath of Satherone; They Betrayed Me | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 28 2009, 07:39 PM (553 Views) | |
| MatterIntoTheVoid | Feb 28 2009, 07:39 PM Post #1 |
Suicide Missionary
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They-Betrayed-me. She snarled, They... Betrayed ME! Rage filled her voice.. But none heard her.. Never would she be heard. Locked in an icy chasim.. Never to be heard.. Except by one.. A child, now a man, 20 years of age. James was 20, he'd be 21 in less then a few minutes.. He dreaded it.. Feared it.. Knowing what could become of him. But he waited.. Siting in a waiting upheavel of torment and pain. What is it that makes us alive? Is it the breath in our lungs? No.. It is the adrenline.. The pulse of our heart, the pulse of the blood pounding in our ears as we hack down those in our way... They Betrayed me. It is the fact of life and death that makes us awake and awed into a new world. A new rival to be born. It is that that makes us want revenge. They betrayed me! And when they are taken away from life, put into a hell they do not deserve... They Fight back. Revenge. Through Seth... Satherone is born again. Satherone was once the most famouse of her species, being neither Hysteria, Silithid, or even ValkVidary, she was a breed of Dragon known as Abyss, or Abyssian. Abyssian Dragons were by far the most violent and cruel of the Dragons on Vyrdaria and in Rezzeel completly. Satherone was accused of a crime not her own... During the battle of Vyrdaria, her rider, her vidrin, her soul, life, was killed. She survived, how she does not know. But she was dirven into madness. More so then what she already was. Satherone defined the alws of an Abyssian dragon. She soon learned to gain her revenge, she had to accpet her madness and use it against those who betrayed her and hurt her. She was allies with one known as Syndragna. A silithid Dragon with strange atributes of ice. Syndragna learned of her friends new found streangth. How Satherone had woken and accepted an endless abyss of madness. She used Satherone.. Using her to kill those on Vyrdaria.. Syndragna used Satherone to destroy Vyrdaria. Satherone, broken and Destroyed on the inside, felt the force of betrayel by Syndragna. She used her madness and loss to forge a icey tomb with Syndragna in the ehart of it. Freezing her rider Alecay with her. Satherone found she would be tormented and accused all her life.. So.. She placed her soul in the heart of an unborn child. Awaitintg the day that her dark madness could be unleashed and she can once again be reborn and regain her title as the true leader and queen of Vyrdaria.. The queen of the Abyss. Satherone is the oldest part of Sethla Meesha's (Razen's Dragon) Blood line. Through Sethla, Satherone can be born again, and was. Satherone had placed a bond with her to an unborn child, unthought of for many a millenium. The child was Razen's First and Eldest son, James. Which explains why James turned out part of Vyrdaria instead of like his Brother, Marcus. All his life, James felt a darkness grow in him that threatened to consume him. But some thing held it back. Sethla had told Razen of how she thought James was the one Satherone had chosen, not exactly but in terms of a riddle of wise. One Razen should have figured out quickly. But she didn't. She didn't expect that that would become of James. At Razen's Death, Sethla lived because of Satherone.. Satherone needed Seth to live, so as she became living with each day, Sethla died. Each day Seth felt her life ebb away. She became closer to Razen in death so at Razen's rebirth, Seth would be reborn as well, but not as a ValkVidary. One like Razen. Through Seth.. Satherone was reborn. Through Seth.. The Dragon of the abyss was born. But Seth.. Was not Seth.. She roared and reared, eyes bright. Her scales hardening.. James backed up in fear,"Seth?" The Dragon, who had been his, was now changing.. She snarled, slammed her front paws down, crouching low to the ground she snapped her jaws at James, hissing. Eyes glowing, she growled, Spikes tore from her flesh and her tail whipped past James. She snarled and snapped her jaws again, fangs and teeth overlapping her upper and lower lip. Her eyes went vermilion, black acid like venom dripped from her jaws, it struck the ground, smoke rising, then it froze, like ice. Seth snarled, but this wasnt Seth and James knew it. She growled and raised up on her hind legs. Tail striking the ground with the blunt force. Her claws sharper. She snarled and snapped her jaws, cracking them open to their fullest she roared. The wing bone of her wing grew, she reached her maxim size, snarling, eyes glowing. The fingers on her wings now claws. The clawed foot of the wing, used to grab a hold on buildings and objects curled into a long finger, snarling she lowered her head to her chest. She roared, arching her back and streatching her neck out. She thrashed her head and snarled, DEATH! She lowered her head, James backed up in fear. Seth lept in the air. James fell back from the sudden rush of air as Seth's wings fought against it and pushed him down.. Then.. She was gone. James looked in the sky, getting up, looking for a sighn of his Dragon, but couldn't find any.. Not a black speck in the sky, not a snarl, not a growl.. Nothing. He looked everywhere.. Lightning flared.. And then.. She came, a roar and he looked up. Nothing.. Then something landed behind him, he felt it.. The weight hitting the ground. He turned slowly and looked up at his Dragon,.. Seth snarled, teeth overlapping her lips, blood dripped from her jaws, as well as Vermylion. She snarled, eyes bright and flaring with vermilion fire. She lowered her head and snapped her jaws. James forze... Seth growled and sniffed at him, raising slightly on her hind legs, her claws skimming the ground. She growled, her toungue flicked out, she tilted her head to the side and placed a clawed foot on the ground, flat. The long bones flat on the gorund as the sharp claws dug in. Each bone of ehr body was deep black, flesh stood, rotting on her flesh, hanging. Blood dripped and water as well. Lightning flared again and she growled. James tried to back up, but Seth's gaze held him.. Forcing him to stay.. She snarled, not speaking aloud.. Then James relaized, this wasnt Seth. Seth was diferent.. This Dragon.. Her mind... There are 10 stages, boy.. She spoke, The first, is Death, then Rebirth, Remorse, Revenge, Redemption,Homicide, Syne, war, Coruption.. And then.. Control. She snarled and raised her head, I am Satherone, the Dragon of the abyss, the Dragon of nightmare. I am from the deepest depths of the abyss, I am Fear and coruption. She lowered down, tilting her head, a snarl forming, wrinkling her muzzle, her breath washed over James, smelling of rotting flesh and blood, You.. You are my Vidrin, my heart, I am your spirit. You belong to me, James Ryan Jericho Lector. You are mine, and through you, I will show my deadly power.. I will preform acts that were thought inavoidable. I will show you what you are, what you always have been. I will teach you, and you will show me what you can do. I have saved you, now, you must show me, That what I have done, you will accpet and not underestimate. That I have made the right choice. For it was either you.. Or your brother. "Brother?"James asked. You do not know of him? Her head tilted to the side again, You have forgotten. Satherone growled. She raised her head, Maybe, Fate will bring you together again, in the meantime... James backed up in fear and Satherone growled, the rain grew in intensity and thunder clouds apeared overhead. She snarled and spoke, Vyrdaria.. The main land, the home world, the main city, Serra, it is corrupt, always corrupt... Its allie sister, Verray, it is falling. But you.. you and I, are its savior... Why do we fight? I will tell you why child, becasue it is nature. We fight for power, streangth, for the war and the adrenline.. For the act of doing.. And we are no different. Do you not feel a sense of pleasure as you take down an enemy? Feel his blood on your blade? That is what makes us alive, Vidrin, that is what kills us as well. But now, You know, The Darkness grows in you.. Soon, by your twnety first birthday, it will be unleashed and you will know what power is.. You will grow with it. Just as you always have. Your mother never knew.. Never expected it.. But she knew something of the likes would happen, that you would beome a tool of war, you would fight.. Fight in war. Become War. A Homicidal killer of intense ability. But you hide.. You hide because you are afraid! You no longer never again need to be afraid, never again will you hide! I will not allow it! I will show you what I can do.. If you show me what you can. James looked at Satherone,"I.. Am a tool? Is that all I am to you?" No, James, Vidrin, You are more.. You are my life, I choose you for what you can do, for what you are. Not for a puppet. You are not a marienette to me, some silly toy on strings.. You are my life, without you.. I am nothing. Satherone spoke. James backed up, eyes bright and afraid. Satherone growled,Fear is only the begining child.. I am fear, I am the darkness that brewed in you when you were a child. Seth.. Sehtla meesha, your mother's dragon.. She knew, she told Razen.. She can be reborn James.. But only with her rider may she live again.. But not as a ValkVidary, not of our kind.. But as one of those that Razen is accustomed too.. You are mine, belonging to me.. You are my soul, I have stolen your breath, given you new life.. But you must pursue your path.. It is your chocie.. Now take it. Death.. Or life? I will not influence you either way, in the end.. I win. For I hold your soul. In my eyes, you are a complexity of abyss chasim. Winding in every way, twisting and turning. Never ending death and war.. I want to know.. To see what you can do.. With my power, you will grow... And if ever your mother.. Or any of your family shall see you.. May the unreal, futide, futile, hallucinate, Gott have mercy on their soul.. But then, you may awake.. Awake and surface from the water.. But when I am done with you.. She smiled.. A vile hideouse smile.. The flesh of her lips rising over the gum and showing her teeth, You may not be so... Cooperative. James backed up in fear... Satherone smiled, You should fear me.. Fear will drive you. You are mine James Ryan Jericho Lector.. And nothing will stop us.. Nothing will stand in our way.. We are rival. Her words echoed, and James was revolted at first,"How?"He asked. Satherone growled, Watch... Her voice melted away.. James' black and white world faded black.. Then.. He saw images.. Black and white.. A voice spoke, two of them, one was Satherone's.. The other.. He didn't Remeber.. But he had heard it before.. The voice of Razen? Perhaps.. But he didn't know..Nigh did he know the name of his mother.. Darkness.. It lives in us all.. Do you see it? See what we have done? These mortals deserve no life, these..Humans. They deserve death! You are war.. You are not a tool, but war itself.. My soul.. I have taken yours, And you will earn it back.. I am not forth giving.. Taking back upon my word is not in my nature. I take what I do, but in receivemt you gain power.. Streangth. I am an abyss of darkness.. I am what drives you forward. Every move looked at from every point by I.. The abyss. The death and destruction.. Do you see the beauty of Destruction? The devastation of it? The power it holds? It's beautifull.. But it is dangerouse. Your soul does not any longer belong to you. You have my heart, and it grows, giving streangth. But you must embrace it. Why do youy fight? Is it for power? Or force? No.. You fight because you love it.. You kill because you Love it. You are a murderer.. A killer, a mas smurderer, A serial killer in the making. We will force upon you power you never dreamed of! We will show you what power is, what drives you forward, to live as a Foresaken each day.. You will see what goes on. No more lies. All you see now.. Is truth. You have been blind.. Blind to the truth.. Now.. Awaken! Be reborn! Be welcomed home! Become The Darkness! Become the Vidrin you are meant to be! What Seth fortelled in her vision of the future, prove to those who know you but don't that you can be much more then meets the eye. Show how far the abyss really is.. Show how it holds no bounds.. How it is like the eye of a Dragon.. With no end. The depth and wisdom of I, the streangth and power of I, shown in an abyss, will reflect in you. Show the world my child.. That we are not toys to be played with.. Simple children to be yelled and critisized at.. That we are the abyss... Satherone's voice melted above Razen's.. Becoming all James heard.. If you stare long into the abyss.. You will find that the Abyss shall stare back at you! James opened his eyes.. He saw Satherone.. One large black eyes fixed on the two of his eyes. The black eye.. He felt like he could reach forward.. Fall into the abyss of her knowledge.. Her psychitric being.. Fall into her abyss.. Become one with her.. Fall into the abyss.. Everything was sharper.. Clearer. He could see, not in color.. And he asked,"Do we dream in black and white? Or do we dream in color?" What differnece does it make? Satherone spoke, We are no longer pawns.. She lept in the air, leaving the ground behind. James watched her rise in the sky, spiraling upward. Her eyes deep vermilion, her scales bright against the dark rain filled sky. Lightning flared. Shadows lept around James. He watched the scene unfold around him.. Bones, the dead, skulls of the slain. Spears lay on the ground, swords stuck into dead bodies. The rain gone.. It was dry.. The aior dry. The land died, reavealing sand. James walked forward. This was not an illusion. He walked forward, looking up for Satherone.. But she was not in the now clear sky.. The sun blazed down and he tried to hide away from it. Wanting to be free. His black hair dangled infront of his face as he walked, searching for a sighn of Satherone. But she eluded him. Even in his mind.. "Satherone.."He said. No sign shown of her. But then, a voice spoke. He sensed Satherone's psychatric being again, but didn't see her, didn't see a shadow.. Only endless bloody sand, Pass the test James.. Pass.. And you live. "That's not fair!"James yelled,"I can't!! I don't understand!" Learn. You don't need to understand.. And you can.. You are just choosing to not try. Now.. Find your way home! For what doesn't kill only makes you stronger! Her voice faded and James screamed her name. But that psychatric side was gone.. He began to walk... Mirages filled his vision.. He struggled to stay standing, walking through the sand. He had left the blood and death behind him. Trying to find out what he was to do. But it aluded him. The answers never coming. Each mile he went, it only dragged him deeper into the dark world he felt. He groaned and fell. Looking up at the sky he screamed, but no answer. No help from the lethal Satherone. James tried to stand, amnaging.. He felt weak.. USeless, spent. He kept going though. Pushing past his limits. He snarled, not giving in to the pain that threatened to drag him down. He lookednup as he felt a rush of cold air.. But no Dragon. He looked downhearted.. Till he saw it.. Snow. The ice.. temperatures dropping quickly. He kept moving, soon trudgeing through snow and ice. The cold was bitter, but he didn't feel it. He kept going, moving swiftly. He looked around him. Then at the sky. He saw lights.. Northern lights... But these in color. And he stared in awe.. Stopping his movment forward. He spoke,"Color.. Am I dreaming?" No.. You are not. Satherone's voice came. James looked up for her. But couldn't see her. She was in no sighn of view. Not a black speck.. Only her voice.. Her voice showed the abyss he was in now, You are alive.. You are awake. James, you see in color, you just don't know it. This color, it's a strange thing for you. But you see through me now. Do you know what I wnated you to know? To learn? "Yes.."The answer dawned on James,"I know..." Then what is it? "That.. Dreams are sacred... That no matter how far away I am from you, I can keep going until I do find you. That you are my abyss.. that you are my sanctuary, my vermilion colored blood. That I wont let this build up inside of me.. That If I stare into the abyss.. If I stare Long into the Abyss.. The abyss will stare back at me.. "That I have nor eason to fear anyone anymore. That you are my life and my soul is yours, I am bound by law and word.. And no one can change that. I am war driven into madness.. A legion of thine own deveolping madness.. A homicidal serial killer..." Satherone's voice sounded amused,You learn well.. Now.. LEts see how you react now! A roar splitt he soundbarrier many timesover and James turned, eyes looking up at the sky. He saw Satherone, coming.. She snarled, jaws open in a roar she grabbed hold of him in her ajws and fle upward, dropping him out of her mouth, she grabbed him in her claws and didn't let go. Jame shissed, trying to get free. He held on with all his lfie depending on it. Then climbed up ward, wriggling free of her grasp. She shot a confused glance at him. James clambered into the saddle at the base of her neck. The saddle was intrict... IT was made of the same metal as her armor that covered her flesh rotting bones. It was black as the abyss, Avyian writing inking onto it. Deep purple in color, almost blending into the black armor. A bar was at his right, one he could hold onto. There were no leg straps to hold him in the saddle. He looked aorund for reins, finding them he grabbed a hold. The reins wound down toward the front of her chest, circled uward, crossing in an 'X' at the front of her chest and were attached with metal rivets at her horns on the sides of her head. The saddle had a starp that wound behind Satherone's front legs, winding underthem in a loop, formin another 'X' at her lower chest and wrapping upward to the main metal piece of the saddle. James held on and Satherone smiled,Hold on. She twisted in the air, twisting a comlete 360 degrees over and ver, in a spiraling motion, she tilted upward, flying upward toward the dark colored sky. Her wings thrust open from her sides, the light of the aoura reflecting against her metal armor and bones of rotting flesh. The light relfected in her abyssian eyes. She roared and said, Vidrin.. I am not ValkVidarian.. I am Abyssian! James was confused, A vidrin.. The rider of an Abyssian! I am the higher legion of ValkVidary, the creator and master.. The only Abyssian alive! James clutvched the bar at his right and held the reins in his other hand. Satherone's roar erupted as her jaws cracked open. Her winsg puiveted and she tilted froward, spiraling downward, she roatated her wings quickly in their sockets, piveting and jerking, so that for a span of a heart beat.. She was parrellel with the ground. Then, she shot forward, all weight focused, she rose from the dive, flying in a low crevice of a canyon. She swerved, dopging the outcroppins. The correlation and rule of Unifromitarism showing greatly.. How that the forces that changed Earth before are still the same as today. How, with correlation, the rocks on one side, matched the rock profile of the others on the oppsite side. Satherone snarled and kept going, her flight dragging her through the snow and icey land. She snarled and dived low as it dropped off.. Then.. She shot upward. Flying above the ground she flew higher till ice formed on her bones, till it reached eight hundred below zero. Then, she dived downward. James holding on for all he was worth. Satherone snarled and pulled out of the dive as she reached one hudnred feet above groundlevel.. She flew over water.. and endless ocean. Ice formed on the water and she dived downward into the water. Swiimg like a shark, she moved from side to side, her tail a rudder in the ice cold waters. The fins along her spine arched and allowed her to move mroe freely. Her wings open fully, cutting through the waters. She snarled and raised her head, eyes going above the water. James hissed in rage of the cold, discomfort filling him. Satheroen ignored him and dived downward again. She moved downward, forcing herself down as the water pressure grew.. Then she came upon a cave, an opening. She swam into it, now moving upward. Satherone let the current carry her. She raised her ehad above the water and crawled out of the water onto the wet rocks of the underground cave. James fell out of the saddle, coughing up water and trying to catch his breathe. Satherone shook the water from her bone structured body. Then looked at her rider, do you know where we are? "I have not an idea of what this place is."James answered, standing now. Satherone gave a curt nod,Thought so.. James, we are in the cave of the dead. This is the way into Vyrdaria. But we are not to be here to go home... "What? Then why did you drag me here?"James demanded. Satherone hissed,Watch the tone boy. "Sorry.."James apolgized. Satherone hissed in disproval but spoke not a word and said,I brought you here so that you may see what is to come.. So that you may see what is in store for you.. But I don't think you are ready.. So instead.. I have come to show you the words of truth... James nodded and follwoed Satherone as she made her way through out the labrinth of caves.Her tail gently flicking back and forth. James tried to keep up, not starying behind as a laggard and being clipped by the sharo horns on her tail. He followed, close to her front leg. Satherone's claws clicked on the tiled floor. The back claw, like a switchblade, clicked an echo of the first three. She seemed to let James do as he had, keeping up with at least eight strides of one of her own. AS they walked past the walls, they began to light. Words filling into them. James stared in awe at the words. The pillars stood, holding the ceiling up. James didn't know how tor eact. The ceiling was acrhed, pictures of Dragons flodded and inked the ceiling. The walls, at the bottom were inticate with fiery desghns. Words inked, spiraling up the pillars. They wrote on the walls. Satherone slowed before one wall.. James looked at it,"What is it?" You will see. Satherone answered simply. Then.. Words inked in vermilion red, like blood. In the darkness the seeds of good germinate, unfold, and grow upward toward the light. Vyrdaria is the land of paradox: in the light, there is darkness; in darkness is light. You will find very little absolute evil inside of Vyrdaria, for it is a realm of nature, formed from the lives of those who live. True evil exists only in the shadow of the man when he turns his back on the light of the sun. Remember the sun for it is your light, your guide. Remember the sun for it is as will always stand as the strangler of the demented wrong doings and the Fallen Angel of that ones who were wronged. Remember the sun as you would a long lost friend. And if one forgot about you, about your friendship, about the love of two friends, if they were to leave you and you were broken, tormented by thoughts and a diseased mind. If they left you and you were broken into a thousand pieces, all alone in a fiery world that would never let you rest. And everyday.. Every time you thought of their name, you cried so hard you couldn't speak, let alone breathe. Remember the sun. For it will bring you memories, the good, that you had of that person, that friend. Never let go of the sun, but cherish the black world around it as well... Cherish the dark world as it brings you to a death you cannot see or find. You feel your way, searching for the sun, searching for the friend you lost to unknown force. Watch the blind an fumble in his dark grasp and see, you are not the only one who has lost something, see that you are not the only who has been used by another. See that, as your best friend has left, she/he can laugh, can joke, and shrug off the pain that you would think that they would feel. But when they don't feel it; and you do. And it becomes more, you feel taunted, used broken. Abused and left to rot. Like a child who has been scolded; accused of a crime that you did not commit. Remember the sun. We have been betrayed.. Betrayed and now we will fight back. Betrayed by the desdiouse traitors of Syn and corruption. They turned on us.. Now.. Fight back. James looked at it in confusion. He read it a second time and then understood,"The Abyssians? This.. This explains it?" Yes my child. How we were brutslly abused and tormented by the thoughts of war, how even our closest friends abandoned us to die in the wastelands.. How we were lft in the underworld to die. But as it says.. We will fight! We will remeber the sun! Remeber how it turned black the day I was destroyed! How I shall enrage my Wrath on those living! The Wrath of the Abyss! James listened, and smiled... This was a new era for both worlds.. Worlds of Vyrdaria AND Earth.. Death had been woken.. A dragon of war and corruption. A Dragon whose mind was torn and destroyed. One who was wise, judgemental.. This was James' dragon.. The other.. sethla Meesha.. Was alive.. But her bones were rotting.. wasting away. Awaiting the day that Razen would live again.. Awaiting when she would be needed, when Razen would change her into one of Razen's kind. And James.. James would thrive off the death, destruction.. That would come with betrayed Satherone.. The destroyed Satherone.. The true and only Queen of the Abyss. The last Abyssian. This was not an awakening.. This was not the end.. This was only the begining of the end.. This was the Abyss.. Humans... Fetid things, you are all like them. You have dawned your destruction on yourself for your rentless fights! You let your pride get in the way of our sanity. But there is no sanity. You have created what I am. You have doomed yourself. I told you, I saw it, the sighns. I warned you all. But you didn't listen to me. You fought still, not caring who or what you hurt and did. I pity you... But then.. I don't. I pity you for your weak foolish minds.. But I do not pity you sympathy for your actions. This is upon your own will, your own fault. I will stand and wait for you to kill each other. Call me a betrayer all you wish.. In the end, You will see the truth, I am not the betrayer of Vyrdaria. I am the creator. The true betrayer, Is you. Lightning flared and lit her up, and James saw for the first time, what Satherone truley looked like. Satherone is a boniel Structure Dragon. She has flesh that is torn and hangs gfrom the bones. Armor coveres her body then can meld into scales and flesh when she wishes. She is black in color and has a red mark along her left and right eye. A symbol rests on her left flank. A scar reaches from above her left eye and snakes down to her lower jaw. This scar is seen even when she has no flesh. Her neck is heavily muscled when she has flesh and the armor on her under neck is strong and reinforced. A rack fo spikes, in the resemblance of a crown rests on her head. Her eyes are vermilion at the edges, going deeper till they reach black in the center, her iris. Her eyes showing an abyss. A row of spikes runs down her spine. They start out small at the base of her head, then grow larger. As it goes down her neck they become smaller. Once at the base of her neck, the spikes are smaller, less sharper, here a saddle can be placed. The spikes grow large behind the hollow and get smaller as they run down her tail. Her tail is heavily armored, a large forked tail with many spikes sticking out in all directions. Her wings are membraned, a see through like relation. The small thin fingers are armored with Syndinile metal. at the bottom of the wings, sharp claws that can move at her will rest. They can help grab onto things, like buildgs. Her wings are attached to her front legs by one of the thin fingers. A clawed foot like grappler at the joint of the wing is used to grab ahold of things. The main wing bone is armored with Virliex and reinforced Syndinile. Her paws have four fingers on the front, the 3 being in front and the fouth in the back of the foot. Her hind paws have three clawed fingers and a switch blade claw in the back. Her underbelly scaels have fins hanging from it that help her in flight and swimming. They are small and she can keep hidden. Armor rests all over her even as an undead based Dragon. She has no organs and only a dark purple and black orb of light rests inside her ribcage where her ehart would be. Showing more of how she belongs to the Abyss.. How she controls the Abyss. Satherone snarled, They betrayed me James.. I wnat Revenge. I have dreamed and waited. And now.. Now I shall Scour the living with my wrath.. I will teach true fear to this fetigued world. I will show what I am to this world. No longer a hiding cowardly child. Sitting in ice.. I am awake, and I will gain my revenge. She lowered her ehad and James stumbled back. Satherone hissed, Death becomes them. Them that have Betrayed Me. They elt me die.. LEt me freeze in ice.. Now.. I will show what happens when you try to kill an Abyss Dragon. What happens when you piss me off. I will kill them.. I will defy law, their is no law anymore. The laws of Vyrdaria are now goverened by us, Vidrin James. We are the rules.. The ones who stand in the way with the Elder Elites who crave power. We stand in the way of the Corelex.. We are the devastators.. We are the Abyss. I will not stand by, I will not let them hurt me again. I am the judge, and this is Judgement day. Their is no God.. Their is no Hell, No heaven. I and you decide who lives and dies.. And we wont let them live Will we? Those who have done this to us? To me? They betrayed me and I will get revenge. James looked into her dark Abyssian eyes. She snarled and raised her ehad, Power.. Its madening, but I do not wnat it.. I have all I need. Power is a useless feckled mind.. I am eterniy.. I am emortal. I was betrayed.. I am the Queen of the Abyss. James spoke,"Death becomes those.." That betrayed me! James mounted her and Satherone lept in the air, wings punding as she stayed aloft, Your mother.. Where is she? "Seth siad.. She was dead." Seth.. She doesn't know much.. But oh well, never mind it. Come on, we can go and get revnge, unless Seth calls... Satherone spoke, I feel she will in time to come.. Syndragna growled, swimming in icy waters..She hauled her body over the ice and Alecay smiled,"she lives." I know.. She comes for us. "Let her." Satherone hissed, flying low in the canyons and valleys.. She flew by a strange Dragon.. One that made her look back.. But she went back to flying.. She had seen a Syneath Dragon. But she ignored it.. Hoping that the Dragon wouldn;t follow.. Buit before she could get out of eyesight.. A weight slamemd into her.. Satherone roared, her vision changed, and she roared, Betrayer! Syndragna smiled. She snapped at Satherone's neck and missed. But Satherone's jaws found their mark. She cut off the Airsply of Syndragna. Syndragna roared and flicked her tail, striking Satherone. Satherone let go with a shriek. She snarled and twisted. Spiuraling upward. The two Dragons, Abyssian and Silithid, flew upward, then, Satheroen broke free, she dived downward. She moved her ehad right, her tail left, wings pinned to her side, her tail struck Syndragna frocefully and Syndragna shrieked, Trying to stay airbourne. Satherone growled, she snapped ehr wigns open, holding all her unstable weight on them and pulled out of the dive. James held his sword by his side. Satherone snarled and twisted upward, She growled and thrust her wings to her side, the air rushing over the membrane. she struck Syndragna's lower chest and snapped at her leg, Her tail flicked around and struck Alecay. Alecay hissed in pain and then James was having his fun.. The two devlivered blows over and voer, both blocknig the other easily. Satherone snarled and took hold of Syndragna. Syndragna and Satherone plummeted to the ground. Satherone warned James,Hurry.. We are getting to close to the ground! The ground seemed to grow. 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| Vaelyis | Mar 1 2009, 01:44 AM Post #2 |
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(No, I don't mid at all. Why not start an Rp without a famous OC! Hehehe!) Eyes narrowed, gleaming a death-white. Bones never shifted from their spot, wind brushing past through her bones. No chills or sub zero fever. No shaking and trembling. She was motionless, standing there. Rider the same. Mocking his dragon. His eyes mimicked her own: death-white. Wings pinned at her sides, the membrane flowing with the wind. Low hisses came hurling from her mouth, turquoise-blue mists brewing from her nostrils. Mists radiated from her chest and maw, brewing above her muzzle, radiating from her entire body, the main source being the chest and mouth. Noises and hisses silently escaped her mouth, coming from the source of her chest and ribs. Her eyes never moved from Sindragna and Satherone; James and Alecay as well. Her rider sat motionless, undisturbed on her spine. Hands fell in between his legs as they clasped her spine, one being on a spike that struck from the spine itself. It was disturbing for them not to move a single flinch. Not one notion to move. Synile stood, watching as both the fighting breeds fought, the familiar coming to her mind and thoughts. This was between them and not her battle, but both the Syneath and Abyssian do seem to get along quite well. (How is that?) Syneath and Abyssian are made from the same contents, being alike in structure and power. Maybe it is because they are similar in power, structure, and even their own environment: ice and snow regions. Syneath are solitary, working alone and being independent, but with another close to ancestry or breed generations, it is hard not to help one close to another. Finally, taking one step forward, paw at the ledge, claws sinking into the ice shelf, her claws tore through the embedded ice, breaking free pieces of he ice shelf. Cracking her jaws, mists brewed from her maw, radiating, ascending above her maw, soon dissipating as they reached past her nostrils. The mists in her ribs reached a few meters above her body, dissipating then. Ice formed around the reaches and perimeter of her body. As her paw hit the ground, ice formed, expanding as the snow was pushed back, retaliating. Ice formed on her bones, forming ice cycles, looking like stalactites themselves. Tail lashing against the frozen land, cracking the ice, shattering it to near pieces, a snarl came forth from her mouth. But, this wasn't her fight. If her help was needed, then she would. But, it was Razen she was after now. Razen calls for life and the reunion of her dragon: Sethla Meesha. Razen needed her before she dies completely. Before Razen is never able to live fully again. To even be reborn and reunited. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 08:49 AM Post #3 |
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Satherone hissed, Enoguh! She roared, breaking the sound abrrier, she broke off Syndrgna and pushed the Silithid aweay. She hissed and spira;led upward, pulling from the dive quickly Jame shissed and almost dropped his sword. Syndragna growled,Vermin! We are a danger to society fiended betrayer! Satherone snarled. james hissed," Now who's on the worng end?" Satherone smiled, body glowing a deep amythest. She dived once again,.. Syndragna follwoed.. What Satherone wnated. Satheroen snarled and as she touched the greounbd, and explosion went up... Syndragna screeched and backwinged, but the air was against her causing her to filp completley doing a full backflip she lost balance and the air above pushed her down. She hit the ground and Satherone hissed. Walking forward she lowered her ehad, Myu wrath will kill you and your kind... And so many more. Syndragna hissed, getting up. Alecay groaned and James smiled, This is the begining Syndragna.. I will see to it that you fail.. This is the abyssian Rise.. The rise of the abyssian.. The begining of my wrath! SDatherone growled, she then lept in the air, becoming airboaurn she thrust her wings to her side and fllw off.. LEaving Syndragna to be ashmed in her defaeat.. Snarling Satyerone snapped her ajws, Boy, yoiu should have killed him. "No.. I like playing with my food." James answered. Hahah boy.. Very funny. "Iknow.. Amusing." Satyerone rolled her eyes. Satherone was unlike other Abyssians... she did not crave for power.. she ahd all the power she needed, all at her disposale. why crave more when you are born with it? Cuktivate it.. Don't make it larger by gaining more. Abyssian's are normally bortn as an ice dragon.. But they can change from icxe to any other element in the matter of secomds that can reach into their rage. Normally, uncontrollably they get enraged and switch to take down the enmy.. Unwillingly bu an impulstic reaction. Satherone was not much of a victim of this.. It takes much to fully piss her off. And when you do... Well... Wrath of Satherone. It's not amjoke.. Its an ailment. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 04:45 PM Post #4 |
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Eyes trailing as she watched them leave, James and Satherone, she reverted her eyes to Syndragna and Alecay; she narrowed her eyes on them, hisses and snarls evading her mouth. Rippling tensions began to devour he own conscience and body. Removing her eyes from the defeated below, she took a sharp glance back at her rider whom was happily treated on her spine. Reverting her gaze back, Synile settled her wings at both flanks, head dipping down the ledge of the cliff. Breaking pieces from the ice shelf, she tore through the thick ice with her claws. Dropping her body, she fell down the cliff ledge, wings pinned at her sides. Ground drawing closer, her head went forward, pulling herself from the dive. Snapping her wings with a loud crack of the membrane, she glided freely amongst the land. Thrusting her wings, Synile rose above the ground as she flew over Syndragna and her rider, not intending anything, but the slickest way to get to their destination. Wings prodding at her sides, bones shifting, flesh on the skeletal structure flowing, she glided messily through the sky. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 07:42 PM Post #5 |
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satheroemn hissed, gliding away form Syndragna. Foolish suilithid.. James gave a low sigh, " yo seem intent on playing with your food.." Its what I do best.. Get the enmy riled u[ and then taske them out... Its much fun.. "but fangerouse." change tatcics.. You cant win this argument boy.. "I will ojne day!!" |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 07:46 PM Post #6 |
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Expanding her jaws to their full length a roar split through her mouth, breaking throgh the sound barrier. We must speed up our paste. With this flying we won't make it on time, Synile spoke to her rider. "Yes, we will." Marcus replied. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 08:22 PM Post #7 |
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Satgeone3 hissed,sethla... "Who?" My grand daughter.. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 08:27 PM Post #8 |
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She must we awakened, Syniled hissed. "Come again?" Your mother and her dragon. "Mother? And Seth?" I am surprised you remember both of them. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 08:30 PM Post #9 |
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"How im lost.." you will see.. hopefully the silithid dont find us and try to kill us.. "If they do.." I'll rip its jaw off. "Morbid.." I a=have a morbid personality |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 08:34 PM Post #10 |
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Even if we wake Seth Vidar and her dragon, you know I am going to have to be dealing with a Mithrill and Slynn. Syneath with a Mithrill is not a good combination, than and a Slynn. Synile warned. Your in love with the enemy. "Stop bringing the past in with our lives. It's over. She is no more in my life. After then, I do not want to deal with her again." Your actions say no, but your heart says yes. "Enough with this game, just go to mom. I have something to do." Yes master, Synile hissed, mocking him. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 08:37 PM Post #11 |
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James roledhis eyes,"so are we going to free tyhis.. Seth?" the dragon? yes. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 08:41 PM Post #12 |
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Snapping her wings at her sides, Synile dove forward, spiraling towards the land. Speeds increasing, he wings were pinned to both flanks. Pulling her body up, her front legs flung forward as she flew at an angle, paws grading against the ledge of an ice shelf, breaking chunks of ice from the wall. The pieces fell from their places, toppling over others and eventually clashing with the water below causing a huge disturbance and rise in the water. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 08:45 PM Post #13 |
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James held the rens and staheroemn hissed, not so tight.. youll going to give me a headache.. "How? It'd atatched to your horns!!"james snarled playfully. Stop or ill throw you in the water. "Oh pelsse dont... I can't swim..." |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 08:52 PM Post #14 |
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Looking down below, her eyes scanned the ice covered waters. Freezing to where there is little liquid, Synile turned her body around, thrusting her body to a dive. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 08:55 PM Post #15 |
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You can't? "Nope.. Never had been ble to.. always afraid of water.." Chickn shit. "you curse?" |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 08:58 PM Post #16 |
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Hissing, Marcus held onto the spike that struck from her spine out in front of him. Closing his eyes, he felt the wing batter against his skin and face. Thrusting her body forward once more, her body plunged right through the ice, plummeting into the water down below the thick ice sheet. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 09:01 PM Post #17 |
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Satheren replied,It's not a matter of which I do, but rather that I did. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 09:03 PM Post #18 |
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Body ramming against the ice, ice rose into the air, water rising as well like an explosion blowing up below the ice. Moving from side to side like a shark, her body carved and sliced through the water with ease. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 2 2009, 09:04 PM Post #19 |
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"What?"James said. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 2 2009, 09:17 PM Post #20 |
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This is the very beginning of a new era! Synile's voice streamed through her riders' head. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 3 2009, 08:34 AM Post #21 |
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Satherone smiled, Time forvengeance my Vidrin. Time to unleash my wrath and army.... They said I was dead. But they were wrong . I was merely waiting... Waiting and dreaming.. And now I'm awake.. And now I am going to sear the living from the earth... Destroy the humans that oppose me.. She snarled and dived, claws struck the ice, front first then back, amazingly she passed off. Her wings backwinging so the air passed uder and softened the land. She groqled and walked forward. Snarling she spoke, Army.. Abbysian Rise! James listened Satherone hissed, she slammed her paw down and he tail struck the ice and it began to crack.. James watched. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 3 2009, 10:59 PM Post #22 |
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'One for me to die?' Marcus retorted. No, you damned child. One for you to become what is right and not wrong. 'So, you killed the last king for he was being wrong?' Not exactly, my child. 'Then what?' Reasons of my own for you to learn later. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 4 2009, 08:37 AM Post #23 |
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James watched in fear and awe as the ice begna to break off. SAatheroen snarled and roared. She reared anbd Jame sheled onfor hi slife . Satherone laned and growled. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 4 2009, 11:14 PM Post #24 |
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'Why not now? Why does it always have to be later?' Marcus hissed. It is better for you and I and I don't want to get into this conversation once again. You know what happened the last time and don't let me regret this one. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 5 2009, 08:37 AM Post #25 |
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Snarling she snapepd ehr jaews and looked at the breaking ice, Abyssian rise. "What?" The rise of my kind and our vengeace to be a told. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 5 2009, 01:58 PM Post #26 |
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'We keep this up this won't be the second from the last of you regretting anything on I.' Marcus added with a low tone. No, I am afraid I will. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 5 2009, 04:39 PM Post #27 |
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James nodded, but deep iside he felt a wall of fear, almost maing him nasuea. Do not fear, I will keep you safe my Vidrin. Satheroen said. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 5 2009, 06:02 PM Post #28 |
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'On what account?' Marcus roared. Don't give me that tone, boy. I can easily sear your life. 'And what death would that bring you? You sear my life away, your searing yours as well. A life for a life.' I have my bounds around it. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 5 2009, 06:05 PM Post #29 |
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Walking on ice, she growled,Time for another lesson. She then dipped into water, the ice shelf rocking as she left. Water moved in waves as she dived beneath the ice cold water. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 5 2009, 06:14 PM Post #30 |
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'A loophole?' Marcus sneered. What else? Synile roared in agitation. 'Keep your anger low. Don't want last times experience.' Then don't counter with me and we won't have this problem. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 5 2009, 06:18 PM Post #31 |
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He didnt fell thwe cold... And the scene before him changed.. He was alone. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 5 2009, 06:23 PM Post #32 |
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Marcus hissed back, closing his mouth as he didn't speak no more. Synile sliced through the water, tail battering from side to side, body moving like a shark through the waters. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 5 2009, 06:25 PM Post #33 |
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The sky.. was red. The sounds, screams.. The sound of metak against metla reached him and he loked around. Burnt grass.. The sky above was illed with Dragons. Warriors.. Vidrin and others.. They foughts... Dead bones of dragons. Abyssians even. He knew instantly whrre he was... |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 5 2009, 06:34 PM Post #34 |
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Lore will rise again, Synile hissed. Marcus knew well of that she was speaking of. Nodding his head in agreement he, too, knew it will rise. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 5 2009, 06:41 PM Post #35 |
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"Serra.."He said. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 5 2009, 07:57 PM Post #36 |
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(Haha. Sera is the main city in Gears.) Lore is close, my child. And soon you will take the mantle once more! Synile smiled in her voice. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 6 2009, 08:39 AM Post #37 |
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(isnt spelled Sera?) Satherone smiled, Yes child. James watched the battle before him, unable to do anything. Saerchig for what Satheroen wnated him to know. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 9 2009, 08:15 AM Post #38 |
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(Yeah, I accidentally added an extra "r" to it. The name, and I think you know, is pronounced Sarah. Cool how they did that, well, Kliff Kalanski did anyhow!) Feeling a sudden burst of change, Marcus wriggled on his dragon's spine, feeling a slight bit of aggravation and tension amongst Synile. (How could he know?) Staring down into the deep open air patches and hallows of her bone, he was what sparked his senses. Inside the hallows of the ribs the compressed light of the turquoise-blue mists began to heat and radiate more pensively, being more vital. Denizens of Lair wouldn't like the fact of Marcus riding a Syneath, nor the fact that even one is still living - two in fact. Possibly more. Synile hissed, Sythrin flourishing through her body, vitals increasing. The turquoise-blue mists rose above her bones and body, licking the air like fire. Steams was forced from her nostrils, the mists brewing with force behind. Her eyes glowed the merciless asphalt-black, her bones gently shifting as something began to stir in his dragon. Assault ready to happen, a series of raids was roused in her bones and conscience. What was happening to his dragon was uncertain, but Marcus knew well not to intervene. Snapping her jaws with force, a loud crack sounded from the joining of both bottom and opt jaw. Repeated hisses and clicks rose from the mouth of his Syneath, feeling rather tensed from the sense of the fact he was showing fear. Synile? She never suspected though, ignoring her rider as her development of the aggression and vitals began to grow increasingly. Marcus rose to his feet, balanced on the rim of her spine. Hissing, Synile looked back, eyes their daring color of anger and revenge. Defeat was the main course. I warned you, Synile spoke in a sick low, cold, and shallow tone. Marcus knew not to jump off nor aggravate his dragon even more than what she already was now. Glaring back at her, he sat back down on her spine, looking into the eyes of death of his dragon, showing no fear being presented. Marcus never replied to her comment, ignoring her. But, he was concerned with deep passions of his dragon, but his intentions were not clear to the sight but through her. Snarling, her veered her head forward lashing her tail violently against the ground like the ground had something to do with it, but it didn't. Violent tensions and impulses began to scurry their ways up her bones, into her mind. Corruption began at its worst. Cracking her mouth, teeth grading against one another, her jaws went to their full expansion. Arching her head back, the mists brewed even further into the throat and mouth, evacuating from the maw. Right then, her head lunged forward (still in place on the ground) releasing a splitting roar that broke through the sound barrier higher than reached in advantage to push. Eyes widening, he felt the budge of the impulse; he felt what his dragon was going through, but he had control of his. The impulse in his dragon came at surprise. Teeth rigid, serrated all the same, rows racked top and bottom jaw. Her eyes were only a fixture of light, no pupil, iris, cornea, the whole nine yards. Just light as everything else in her body was. It was the mere rouge coming upon his dragon. The need of blood and massacre. Holocaust bending into the mind of the breed. War driven madness slicing the mind of peace and tranquility. This wasn't the mere opposition of being blinded by fury. This was the dead-twist of fate and decimation. Where are you? her voice called in a low tone, like she was sensing another is near. Three-faces say you would come. Come to kill I and thine rider. Come to regain vengeance. But what is for all the sake and sanity when you only have little of it left? There was a low roar beyond the edges of the flourishing ice shelves. A roar breaking far to surpass the air and sky above. Marcus herd, but Synile... Synile wasn't affected at all. It was like she knew who it was. I know you're here, Sathylle. You and your rider. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 9 2009, 06:21 PM Post #39 |
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(lol.. it is cool! but i got the idea from a firend of mine, Cierra, she had had a cousin named Serra lol) Stop searching. A voice command. James froze, You wont find it that way. He'll find you. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 9 2009, 06:31 PM Post #40 |
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(I know I spelt his name wrong as well. At least I know his name. That's all that counts! And nice to hear. Neat way to spell Sarah, too. Sera or Serra. I have a fond with that. Might as well make an OC after than name since I have been having the dire urge to!) Weight being thrown forward, Synile hissed with greater intense, the ice becoming more like stalactites on her bones. Flesh and tissue was becoming more vile and battered. Wings settled at her flanks, Synile strode through the snow covered lands, forcing herself to endure this long saving event. It was a new era. Time about to shift back to the dark times, darkness enveloping the misjudged events. Sitting on the rim of her spine, Marcus rested with ease, but soon that won't matter. Longing, he felt the rim of her spine, feeling the rigid bones and tattered flesh. Marcus never was disgusted by the tearing, vile smelled, worn tissue and flesh. So to say he couldn't careless about it, either. Hissing, Synile came to a halt, her spine arching. "What is it?" Marcus asked her. They are below. Synile hissed and snarled, looking at the ice below them. They are near, she spoke in a shallow tone. They... are hiding! I sense their aurora below us. I sense her and her riders' presence and scent. I know they are here, and so do they. They are hiding. Hiding from me and the war. Hiding from what they have to suffer. "Hiding from you?" Marcus asked with puzzlement. Yes, me. "Why?" Because I am the one that cause them what they wished to desire. I am what gave them their power. I am what made them who they are. I am their desire. I am what brought our world into chaos and immoral suffering. I am what cause the two of them to feed on what I made in the world. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 13 2009, 06:19 PM Post #41 |
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(The land serra was anmed after a lower class Abyssian who took down an upper class, it just shows it doesnt matter how small you are, you can still fight back and win. ) James looked, but none came.. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 19 2009, 10:04 PM Post #42 |
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(Wow, that is neat. Hmm, learn a lot of things. And that's true. I've seen a midget beat up a taller guy. The midget is the lower-class Abyssian and the tall guy is the upper-class! He-he. Great analogy.) Synile hissed, looking back, sensing something or someone near. We are being followed. "By who?" I cannot tell right now. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 20 2009, 04:22 PM Post #43 |
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(lol.. wonmderfull anology.. though i ahte them...lol...) And then.. memories flashed in him. Like is aid, Stop searching. James saw a dragon, and a rider. The dragon chanined. He screame din pain and fell to his knees. the meory washed awaya nd he struggled for breath. satheroenw as around him then, I am sorry.. But now.. You know. |
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| Vaelyis | Mar 22 2009, 05:04 AM Post #44 |
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(Yeah, I only like the good ones.) Wrenching her body to the side, she tried to get a better view but the dragon and rider seemed to fade. |
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| MatterIntoTheVoid | Mar 22 2009, 01:43 PM Post #45 |
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Some are really cheesye...) James hugged her enck,"Dont show me that ever again!" I'm sorry... |
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