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Amrevar bowed in return and searched for Theria and Illatrius.
Drazon nodded to his rider,"
aye"
Amrevar at last found them playing together; he smiled as he watched them with some secret content. Theria hugged Illatrius who was enjoying every moment of it... Amrevar knew what he would bestow upon Theria once the eggs had come...Theria would be pleased... His daughter reminded him of his beloved whom he had still, secretly, dearly loved...It was only one of the few secrets he held deep within the walls of his secured mind... Theria was the only one he had left to protect...save for Drazon and now...Illatriu
s...He was always hiding something from everyone...
"Drazon...when the eggs are laid...allow one of the to be a starlight Dragon..." Amrevar thought to Drazon. amrevar wanted to spend time with his daughter...but he was affraid of being noticed by Drazon...He didn't want to see as if he was going 'soft'. He growled and turned, looking to his thrown. He was thinking about more of Sar'dan now.
When nightfall came, he was in his daughters room, but left when she laid down to sleep for the night; he closed the door behind him as he smiled with bliss...his eyes were closed. Pain shot through him and some black power sparked from within his heart...it was causing him to grow angered. He cleched his left hand into a fist laid upon his heart...the pain was more than he could take...He closed his eyes tighter in the pain, but struggled as he made his way to the throneroome...Eyes glistening with fear... A secret he kept for nearly a thousand years.... he pulled off the glove of his right hand, the mark on the back was glowing; it was the symbol of the shadow Dragonns..."I...I have angered them..." Amrevar thought to himself..."If I care for Theria...anylonger...this will kill me..." His thoughts raced off...Amrevar growled and turned to the back wall behind him. anger endlessly flowed through him... a black power emanated from his hands like glowing spectors...In all his rage, he thrusted his fists into the stone wall with such powerful force; stone crumbled to the ground and there was an emense hole in the wall, far larger than that of the hundreds of others he had done over the years...the castle shook, but it slowly came to a halt...large boulders from the mountains were forced over their edge, onto the ground. The Two dragons were disturbed, Illatrius was the first to rise from sleep.
Drazon looked at his mate,"...my rider has powerful enimes, go back t sleep."
"No....something is wrong," She sensed..."We have to go to him." She outspreaded her wings and flew off towards the castle.
Drazon opened his wings and followed.
Illatrius landed and entered the castle...only staring at the large hole in the wall.
Amrevar's fists were bare and bloody with broken skin and bruises. He was breathing heavily in his wrath... If one would try to enter his mind, he would not have the capability. The Dark Lord was far too raged and clouded with with decieving thoughts. His eyes opened, filled with anguish. He could not tame his mind from hate and malice...he was suffering from the great pain...heartbreake...and past memories... It was the first he did not know what to do... He felt like the agaony was cleaving him in two.
Drazon looked at him and knew exactly what had happened and turned to his mate,"...we need to get his daughter out of here...the shadow dragons cause him pain as long as she remains in his care, for now we must leave my rider til his daughter is grown."
Illatrius nodded but halted when Amrevar growled...His fists were still within the holes he had created. Shadows swirled around him like windblown fire...When his anger was this severe...sheer chaos was about to unfold...The same thing that had killed who he so dearly loved years ago...Amrevar continued to growl...His eyes became a ghostly white.
Illatrius began to fear him...she was too frighttened to move.
Drazon dashed up to his rider and hit him in the back of the head, knocking him out then turned to his mate,"...MOVE!"
AkulaKhan sat on a ledge by a river engrossed in his thoughts, preceiving what his rider perceived in the castle. hmmmmm....be careful....
Amrevar got up using the wall to aid him; his teeth sharpened and black claws took the place of his nails. He backed away from the wall...The surrounding shadows began to to encase him, creating a black shadow dragon as his mouth hung open...unable to control himself, the shadows continued to created Amrevar's Shadow Dragon form...when it was complete...that shadows of his dragon body whipped like fierce flames...Crimson blood poured from his dragon-like mouth, staining the stone floor...Wings outstretched to his sides...now on all fours; this form was like the shadow semblence of Drazon...Amrevar seemed no longer present...his mind overshadowed with rage...hate...and corruption. A slight growl came from his long, black neck...Blood seemed to ceaselessly fall from his mouth...His tail whipped to the side...Talons digging into the stone...
Illatrius gasped and left to get Theria. amrevar only ignored her...and glared at the open castle enterance with his white eyes. His dragon body was much larger than that of Drazon or Illatrius's. His white hair was gone into what it now seemed to be shadowed back spikes...Another growl came but much, much deeper than the first...it was more like a dark groan...
Drazon, for the first time in his life felt the stirrings of fear, and rushed after his mate.
Amrevar watched as they left with Theria and Drazon...he grew even more enraged and, like a shadow, followed them, leaving the castle, but when they left out of sight he returned to the throneroom of the castle...Amrevar raged on, causing his throne to be smashed into the wall...and the stone dragon was shattered into pieces...Paintings of Drazon fell from the wall...a red carpet torn...The Fell who tried to stop him were ripped apart...blood stained everything...He finally came to his true consciousnees...anger left him...Realizing what had happened, a black tear fell to the ground. Blood suddenly poured from his mouth...his body then becoming as normal...eyes regainng their color... shadows leaving him...He leaned back against the wall... stunned... grievous...The was a tear streaming down his face...Pain lancing through him... He was becoming feverish...weak. Sweat strolled down the side of his face.
Drazon felt his rider in pain ashe was flying with his mate, and as a tear appeared in his eye, he shut down that part of his mind.
Amrevar did in all of what was left of his strength to reach Drazon's mind and said weakly, "Take Theria...to Malias. He...is capable of protecting her...He can do...what I could not...Give Theria a Starlight egg...My brother...should take care of her...I will be...possibly dead...by the time you return...give me the blood..." Amrevar could't finish when his voice faded as he fell into hallucination...images flashed through his mind...He suddenly fell to his hands and knees...eyesight failing...breath bated...the taste of blood was more than just presant; it dripped to the ground as he watched...The Dark Lord suddenly began to caugh severely before he passed out and fell completely upon the stone floor. His last breath left into the chill of the air.
Illatrius looked to Drazon with worry. "The look in your eye...something has happened to Amrevar..."
Drazon roared in anguish and turned back towards the castle and cried aloud and mentaly with such force the very earth trembled,"AMREVAR!"
Illatrius became stunned...but then suddely a loud rumble rang loud; the doors to the castle sealed shut. "No!" she yelled. "We have to get Malias! He might be able to help! Sar'dan isn't far!" Illatrius sped as fast as she could to get to Sar'dan.
Drazon roared again and followed Illatrius.
Malias was still standing on the staircase of the Castle when they arrived; he was dreadfully surprised to see Drazon with Ilaltrius, but he walked over to them.
"what has happend?" He askde.
"Malias! Theria is now to be under your protection. We haven't much time! Amrevar is in grave danger!" Illatrius shouted.
Malias told Theria to get inside as he climbed onto Illatrius's back, but when they lifted off, Theria grabbed onto Illatrius's back leg. They had no choice but to take her.
Drazon suddenly roared so loud, every window within a mile was shattered,"AMREVAR IS DIEING!"
When they landed, Malias used his power to open the castle doors and leaped off of Illatrius; Theria was frightened. "Stay back", Malias said. The throneroom was overshadowed...nothing could be seen. Malias stepped in, btu felt something warm beneath his feet...the entire floor was covered in an inch thick of blood... He looked into the room, but it was too dark to see anything. "I can handle this...Clen!" He drew his sword and it suddenly began to glow...but it only poured fear into them as they saw the room covered in blood...Amrevar laid in the center...Dead fell hung limply stuck on spikes in the walls and many of them laid in the blood...Despite the blood, Malias dashed into the room for Amrevar.
Drazon followed, sniffing the blood,"...some of this is Amrevar's blood..."
Malias kneeled beside Amrevar and turned him over; he felt his forehead..."He is dead..." He looked to Drazon. "Did he try to contact you before this...before he died? He might have something to revive him...Did he mention Spirit Dragon Blood?" malias seemed desperate.
Drazon nodded and retrived it,"...we gathered this just a short while ago."
Malias took it. "Then there was more than one reason why...He must of known this was going to happen...but had not know when...so he gathered it as early as he could..." He dripped a small amount into Amrevar's mouth and handed the jar to Drazon. Malias picked Amrevar up, the Dark Lord's hair was soaked in blood and dripped into the bloodpool below. Malias brought him into Theria's room so the reviving could take place; he laid him down on Theria's bed. Blood stained Malias's clothes. Theria ran into the castle when she saw him pick up amrevar. she ran into the room when her fear of the blood had passed...she gasped with tears when she saw her father laying helpless on the bed. "Theria..." Malias said as he saw her. The young girl began to cry.
Drazon looked at the girl with pity and touched her mind for the first time,"...he will live, young one...but i will not lie, do not know if will be fit to rule any more.", he said as he lightly touched her shoulder.
"But...but...He has to rule..." She cried. "I always wanted to be a dragon rider...like him one day..."
whe Malias went to touch Amrevar's forehead, Amrevar's hand suddenly siezed Malias's wrist...Amrevar grinned as he opened his eyes weakly. "Take care of Theria... I know you will do better than what I had done..." When he awoke...he felt some heavy burden on his back...large, back, and eagle like wings pertruded from his back. He turned his eyes to Malias. "Teach her in your arts... I do not want her... living after me..." He coughed and blood from his mouth streamed down his cheek.
Drazon trembled in pain then thought to her again,"you will be a dragon rider...i promise"
Theria nodded, but gasped again when she heard her father's words.
Malias nodded and Amrevar let go of his wrist. He mentioned for Theria who walked over to him. "Theria...you have to go with Malias...As long as you are under his protection...you are safer then with me...Sar'dan will not be touched again by my armies...for your sake..." He laid his hand on the saide of Theria's cheek and looked upon her one last time before he fell into a sleep; his arm now hung over the side of the bed.
"Let us go then..."Malias said, calmly. "I am sure Drazon will watch over the kingdom until your father has fully recovered." Theria refused but then left. Malias turned to Drazon and beckoned him to follow.
Drazon felt a part of him slip away forever and hesatatied then touched his riders chest and murmered a few words then turned and left sealing the doors behind them,"...that was the only thing i could give him to survive, malias...so now be wary for i am rider less and wild."
"What do you mean?" malias asked in wonder.
Drazon looked at him,"...i broke the enchantment that binds us till he is able-boided again."
"Hm...Well...I believe that was a good idea...he should be able to walk by tomorrow..but...I still fear for him...This happened before..." Malias replied.
Daleer walked about the town seeking a tavern to get a hot meal and warm bed for the night. He had been travelling for days passing through harsh desert suns, and cold of the mountains.
Drazon nodded,"...he left me insturctions for his daughter, Theria, he said for me to ask you to...train her as a rider."
"I thought so," Malias said as he walked out of the room and saw that the sun began to rise. "Well...the first time it happened...he killed Theria's mother."
Drazon looked at him, shocked then nodded,"...that is what happened years ago when i was just a hatchling...do not tell her for now."
"I am wise not to...This would be the second time he died...the second time he recieved Spirit Dragon blood." Malias looked down at the blood covered floor.
Drazon nodded, then growled,"...let us depart to your castle...some one is near there."
"Very well," Malias followed Drazon out of the castle and contacted Illatrius; she came. Malias mounted on Illatrius's sattle with Theria and they lifted off.
Daleer sat in the local inn and ate his stew and bread and payed for the meal and the room. He went up stairs placed his things in his room and then went to look around the town. He needed to find a black smith his swords where beginning to dual and he also needed to replenish his quiver.
Drazon looked at the only home he had known as a tear slid down his snout, he then released a tongue of flame that arched 10 miles into the sky in tribute to his rider then followed Malias.
Amrevar awoke and sat over the edge of his bed and outstretched his wings. He wasn't in good walking condition, but he had got up anyway and came to the castle doors. He watched them and saw the flame Drazon had just produced. A tear stremed down his eye; then he recited something stuck to his mind, "The Dark Lord shall die twice..and on the second time...He will be known as not just the Dark Lord...but now as the 'Fallen Angel'..." He shut the castle doors and darkness covered the room.
Daleer looked into the sky and saw the dragon breath the flame "Ahhhhh what a beautiful sight to see. Dragons the most beautiful animals ever created." He said walking into a weapons shop and looking around at the different weapons. "Hmmmm perhaps I'll buy a new bow."
Drazon caught up to Illatrius and contacted her privatly,"...can you ensure that one of the eggs is a starlight dragon?"
Daleer walk about the shop looking at all the bows and came across one that caught his eye. It was yew long bow with a dragon's head drawn into the top of the bow and down the shaft was some sort of ancient elven language that daleer could not decipher. He grabbed the bow and walked over to the store owner "I'll be buying this one and I need to refill my quiver as well." The store owner nodded and took daleers quiver to the back room refilling it with new arrows that had beautiful pearl white feathers. The owner handed daleer his quiver "Have nice day sir." Daleer nodded and walked out of the shop
Illatrius only noddded at Drazon. "I am sorry for your master, Drazon...It should not have happened...I now realize why he is the Dark Lord...He is forced against his will by the power of the Shadow Dragons..."
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