Hello Everyone Sargenttad here!

Another story? Yes I know I may be over doing it now but I have the kind of over active imagination that can and will get me to have ideas for story after story. Am I shooting myself in the foot with all of this? Absolutely. But I am a glutton for punishment apparently XD. I do want to give some context to this story though. This is probably my oldest concept in my head by far so I have been thinking on this for some time. I had the idea of doing things with Albion instead of something else like Ddraig. My Excalibur story was a spur of the moment idea (Kind of proud of how quick the idea came to me) I had one day and thought screw it I am going to write it down! My one with Vritra was actually a off shoot of my idea here as a concept for making one of the other awesome dragons a main (Seriously Vritra's powers are mad! and Albion's powers and potential use is also awe inspiring. Hell Vali is able to halve you into non-existence if he wants too! Ddraig is just kind of meh to me by comparison) and you will see a few different elements similar here including his origin which diverges slightly and then we take a HARD left.

This story is going to start 2+ years before cannon and so with that comes the fact I will not have any sort of timeline to match until I get to Kokabiel in Kuoh. So there is a distinct possibility that it may be quite awhile before we meet Issei and friends. Will we meet Kuroka, Bikou, Aurthur, and Le fay since well Alex is The White Dragon Emperor so instead of Team Vali it will be more Team Alexander (Which won't be what they will be called but hey details for later). I do have an idea on how I will introduce everyone so it will make since when the time comes so don't panic on that. This alone is going to change A LOT since I don't know if I will even have Vali in this timeline since the whole reason for his existence and motivation was tied to him being The White Dragon Emperor so I may not even have him exist. It won't change much when it comes to the enemies in my estimation so Qlippoth and that insane bastard Rizevim will still exist, it just won't have anyone having a personal connection to them. Also this will not be as break neck as my other stories. This will be much slower...I hope. I have a bad habit of wanting to get from point A to B quickly so this will be the ultimate test on not doing that.

Hey at least I will have plenty of stories that will help me improve hopefully. One little problem though, If you have payed attention to the word count you will found this to be my biggest chapter anywhere. I plan to keep that up here. so this will be out of the rotation of the other three. While each of those get a chapter or so a week on a rotation this will most definitely be on its own schedule of things. So there is that. I swear I am going to hurt myself doing this. Luckily this is the last idea I have for any of this so hopefully I won't make my time any harder...I hope. Well that's all from me. Good day!

[] Albion speaking

[] Albion talking into Zanders head or thinking

{Dawn speaking}

{Dawn talking to Alex alone}

"Speaking'

'Thinking'

{Switch between locations or points of view}

The White Dragon Emperor, The Vanishing Dragon, The Dragon of Supremacy. Those who hold the Spirit of Albion within the Divine Dividing have many names. They all have the power to surpass gods, they all are known as great warriors, and they all never have boring lives. They all have one unfortunate fact shared between them besides the carrying of Albion unfortunately. They must always fight The Red Dragon Emperor, The Welsh Dragon, The Dragon of Domination, Ddraig. Since the day both Legendary Dragons were slain, shattered, and placed into sacred gears every holder was forced to participate in their eternal rivalry and placed at the mercy of the other holder. Each holder would follow the same patterns: Gain the Gear, Work toward and achieve balance breaker, encounter their rival, Go into the Juggernaut drive, fight and kill the other holder, and lose themselves to madness and eventually death at the hands of the drive with few exceptions.

But what if that wasn't the case? What if their was a holder that could manifest the full might of a heavenly dragon? Not gain a new power through it but the might of the Dragon. The Juggernaut Drive. The Manifestation of the Dragon. Well their might have been or could be but God put a curse on the gears. To kill who ever entered the drive and drive them insane before their death using the older holders. Through the System of Heaven the curse remained ever active...but what if? What if after the last fight between The legendary Dragons when the gears were taken and given to new holders upon the deaths of the previous wielders the system had a massive glitch. Without God and the system being presided over by someone who barely knows how it works what could they do to fix the system?

What if just maybe the system gave this glitched and broken Divine Dividing to a child that could and would use that power? What if that child would grow up to use the power of this broken gear to finally give rise to The White Heavenly Dragon proper again? Well this is that story. Not a story of a half demon with the cursed version of the gear...he is in another world...No...In this world The Heavenly Dragon of Supremacy will rise again and this time the one who will be at the helm...will make damn sure that people fear and respect dragons once again...or the poison of Supremacy will reduce them to nothing.

{U.S.A. in a hospital room}

The clouds were dark and heavy as lighting shot across the sky and thunder shook the city. Today a baby boy will be born to parents who thought they could never conceive and they could not be happier. As the boy is born a lighting bolt shoots across the sky...a pure blue and white lightning bolt...and then the boy comes into the world. Quite at first but a nice slap and the butt gets him crying. Want to make sure he is alright you see. The boy is then given to his mother with his father next to her.

"So what will his name be?" The doctor asks taking off his bloody gloves and putting on a new clean set.

The women looks up to her husband as they agreed that had it been a girl she would name the child but since it is a boy he would name him. "Alexander"

{U.S.A in the house of Alexander six years after his birth}

Alex is in his room playing with a toy of a white dragon. if you looked over his room you see dragon everything. Posters, toys, sheets, and more. He could never tell you why but he has always been fascinated with dragons. Stories involving them, thinking about them, hell even drawings of them. He never cared for the night in shining armor. To Alex he was always the lucky fool. Why attack a creature like a dragon? In the stories people steal from dragons, hunt dragons, and fear them. Why? The have scales as hard as steel, can fly like the birds in the sky, and breath fire they should never get as far as they do...but flight was always something that Alex loved. To fly through the sky as a dragon was something he always wished he could do. To feel the freedom as a king of the sky's.

{House of Alexander seventh birthday party}

Alex was having a pretty good day. He had his family and friends visit, he opened presents (Which included a Beast wars Megatron Since he also loved the transformers and get this...This Megatron was when he was a Dragon. He loved his family!), and he had a cake baked by one of his pawpaws. The other was out front with a bible in his hand. He was a preacher and was the only person to be able to get him to focus on anything that wasn't a dragon which inevitably was God, Jesus, and Christianity in general. He and his mamaw were the only ones to not care much for his infatuations but Alex didn't mind. Why would he? He loved watching his Papaw preach and followed what he said to the best he could and he loved going to their house to spend time with mamaw, her cooking, and any stories she had.

Everything was great until he got a headache and went to the bathroom to get some piece and quiet and looked in the mirror.

"Huh?" He looked into the mirror to see his steel eyes replaced with glowing Blue slits. "HUh!?" He began to panic but tried to sooth himself. He thought Dragons did not panic so why should he! and just like that his eyes turned back to orbs but the blue remained.

His parents even saw his blue eyes and asked the doctor but were never quite able to figure out what caused it. It never hurt Alex so why should they care? Alex's eyes now almost glowed blue and were as clear as sapphires. If anything it was an eye catching feature. Unless people saw them become slits, he was young but he knew better than let anyone see that. As long as he was calm his eyes would remains like everyone's.

{House of Alexander}

Alex is now 15 and sitting in his room reading and he has changed a good deal. He has grown both in mind but most definitely in body. He is almost 6' feet tall and and best of all for him he has gained a lean buffness to himself that he is always proud of. His room filled with training gear, a computer for games, and a shelf of old toys and drawings. Not all dragon stuff as he grew out of that at 10...mostly. He still keeps that Megatron, his drawings, and stories. He grew out of showing it but he still loved dragons but now it felt like he was closer to being one but he did not know why. He kept his body strong and his mind always sharp and with the help of his Papaw his spirit kept calm...when his temper didn't overcome him. A dragon must be strong, intelligent, and calm if he wishes to get things done doesn't he? Now if only he could find a way to calm it. After his blue eyes he started to have trouble with others and his temper flared more. His Papaw, again, being the one to show him the road to keep his spirit calm and to turn the other cheek. He thought with that his mindset would change but what was weirder though is that it was like that mindset never could be left behind. Not that he wanted to leave it behind totally. It had given him a pretty good life so far. But it was like every time he acted out like how he thought a dragon would act out he would feel something agreeing with him in the back of his mind. Always encouraging his greed, rage, and lust while allowing him to keep his wits about him. He could never place it but he was always some what happy it was there.

"Alex! Dinner is ready" His mother called

"Be down in a second!" He called back. The thoughts was always there but since they helped him more times than not except for his bouts of anger he never truly questioned his mindset and neither did his parents. He worked out and worked hard in school and kept out of trouble as much as possible. What were they to say to him? If thinking like a dragon put him on a good path most of the time and got him doing well then why on earth would they change it?

That was until someone came looking for him.

*Knock* *Knock*

Alex stands up from his spot at the table.

"I got it." His mother says as she goes around him and to the living room and around a corner. He sits back down and talks to his Dad about a customer he had to deal with a couple days ago when his eyes widen and he jumps up.

"WHAT THE?!" His Father yells where Alex turns his head and locks on to a tall figure in a black suit, pale skin, red eyes, sharp ears, long black hair, and teeth as sharp as a sharks. He looks down to find his mother in the figures hand and before he can jump forward with his father to attack the figure the figure raises his hand and a glowing circle appears in it. He tries to stay up but he falls over unconscious.

{In the woods miles from civilization}

Alex awakes with a massive headache, he feels his arms bound, and he is surrounded by trees near a hill top. He can also hear some sort of gurgling sound but pays it no heed yet as he gets to his knees and see's the sun starting to set. "Ohh my head. What happened?" He says out loud.

"I happened" He turns to the left and see's the same figure from before with his hand raised. Alex follows his arm up to his hand before he feels a horrific sharp pain in his chest and looking down. A light like spear. A light spear(?) is embedded in his chest where he then falls back on his hands, which are now free from their bindings thanks to said spear, and looking at the figure unable to speak. "What not much of a talker huh? HEHehe." The figure laughs to himself. "Well now that you are taken care of I need to find the Red Dragon. I need to make sure neither of you annoying lizards get in the way. See ya!"

Alex falls back as he see's the figure turn to leave and he hears a *WOOSH* He can't see what happened but a single black feather comes to rest on his chest. He turns first to his side and then to his back. Looking for the nearest tree he drags himself towards a pine tree less than 10 feet away. As he reaches it he drags himself up for a moment before falling to the ground with his back now to the tree. He looks around. His vision is becoming blurry, he is growing tired, and his lungs are filling with blood but he attempts to speak.

"Mom? HCh! Dad?" He calls out to the body on the floor. He can't tell who it is but...there head seems to be pointing too far in one direction. Paling he looks away to search for anyone else. Looking away to his left he finds another body not to far slumped against a tree as well. This one is bigger, broader, and taller than the other. He figures it must be his dad "Da..Huuuh..D?" He tries to say his lungs almost completely filled with blood. He calls out one more time before catching something "Da-?" He sees a ring of sparks in the rapidly darkening figures chest and stops. He turns away gritting his teeth in rage trying his best to focus on himself and trying to stay alive. He breathes hard feeling both sleep beginning to take him and his lungs finally fill completely causing him to hack up blood.

He tries again in vain to stand, to breath, or to even see properly. He is going to die if he stops so keeps trying. He doesn't want to die just yet. He had so much more left to do. He hadn't even got out of high school yet, he wanted to be a marine, he wanted a family, and now here he was in the woods somewhere about to die in two different ways because of some elf looking bastard decided he should die for some nondescript reason. He wasn't going too allow himself to go out so easily, not with what was just done to him and his family, and not without tearing that elf wannabe apart. He tries once more to stand and tries to let out a mighty roar hoping to give himself some sort of drive to keep going.

Except no roar came "HChk Grgrgrgrggr" All that came out was blood and gurgling as he fall back again and his eyes finally close. He can't breath, can't force himself to open his eyes, and he can't move. In a moment later he is gone...

Or he would be if wasn't carrying along a very special passenger.

{Within Alexander}

I open my eyes and see nothing but a black void. I no longer feel sleepy, I can breath again, but I still have a dull pain where my heart is. The void around me stretches on for what seems like eternity and I think I must be in the dark but as I raise a hand to my face I can see it just fine. I look around but I see no light source so this adds to my confusion. Am I not dead?

I must be. I had a hole in my chest! Where is everyone! I should be seeing Mamaw...Papaw...mom and dad...I grit my teeth in rage and let out a roar in anger

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

It is nothing but a pathetic shriek. Just this morning I was having breakfast with mom telling me about a route she was going to have to do tonight for one of her carriers and dad was telling me about a women who tried to buy a pistol for someone else that he had to almost throw out and now...why? What did we do to deserve this?! What did we do to be slaughtered like animals!?

[I might be able to answer that]

I hear an almost ancient sounding voice call out in the darkness. What on Earth was that?

[Me]

In a flash of blue light suddenly illuminates the void where I was floating(?) and making me shield my eyes. I look forward again my eyes hurting and starting to become bloodshot and find myself now in the shadow of what appears to be a massive Dragon like creature. I say creature because instead of scales it has feathers.

[I am one of the only western dragons to have feathers instead of scales but I assure you I am just as durable as any other dragon you will meet]

It answers my thought with an explanation. I tilt my head to the side in confusion at the massive beast. Can it hear me even while I think?

[In here I can hear every thought and see every memory you have ever had.]

Oh. Well that answers my question "You said you knew why we were killed. Would you mind enlightening me?" I ask angrily to the feathered Dragon waiting to be told what we had done to deserve all of this.

[It was not what you had done but what you had. Namely? Me]

My mind stops function for a split second. Him? How could that make any sense?

[To answer your question I must introduce myself. I am The Vanishing Dragon, The Dragon of Supremacy, The white Dragon Emperor, and Albion Gwiber. And you dear Alexander are the host to Divine Dividing, otherwise known as my prison, which gives you my powers. That is why you are here right now]

For a moment I barely react. I am this Dragons host and I have his powers? I never even knew about this! If I didn't know how did he?!

[Your Eyes]

"What?"

[Don't you think your eyes are familiar now that you gaze upon me Alexander?]

I gaze into Albion's own eyes and see...my own staring back at me

[They are actually mine. Something happened when I was given to you at birth] The Dragon pauses [It...caused you to be influenced far more by my spirit than would normally be expected. Hence your eyes changing to my own, your form growing large but lean to match my own slender but powerful form, and even your personality to be slightly influenced by my instincts. It also gives off enough of my power that if you know what to look for you could track us. Overall I can't tell you much. Divine Dividing was damaged and even I don't know what all is broken yet]

It finishes "So all of this...is because of you?" I say with almost no emotion. I find out a have a Dragon within me that made me how I am which should make me happy but that happiness is then overshadowed by the knowledge that the same Dragon is the reason I am dead.

[Dying not dead]

It seems to correct me. I simply look up at it "huh?"

[Currently you are on deaths door. Usually that wouldn't be a problem for me. With your memories I would know your life and I would be passed on to another and I would mourn at the loss of another of my hosts before his time. Not this time however]

He says getting my full attention. I need a distraction and this is the best I am going to get with my interest piqued. Anything to distract me from-

[Anyway!] He interrupts my train of thought [Again something happened upon my transfer to you and a lot of functions in the gear were damaged. Luckily it seems that not much was actually harmed as it seems you would be able to use my power just fine but one function I know was destroyed is my ability to be passed on and the barrier between me in the Divine Dividing and your soul being severely cracked and damaged.]

"What does that mean?" I ask absently confused

[It means Alex that you are my last host and if I sit back and let you die I will die with you, you will not get vengeance for your family, and whatever the fallen is planning will go through]

Vengeance? Is that even possible? Would I even do that? What happens when I get it? What happens after-

[Your actually thinking about it?]

I stare up at the Dragon realizing its feathered head is no more than 15 feet away from me and it is massive beyond what I thought possible for a living thing. "What?" I ask

[Most would think of revenge and immediately set off on their quest. I had thought that it would be the same for you initially since it is a fairly common desire. Hmmmm...Ah yes your Great Grandfather. I suppose that at least in death you do live up to his expectations in not allowing wrath to rule over you so quickly.]

I smile briefly. I know he can see my memories and being told I was living up to papaw's expectations of me does put a smile on my face.

[I am happy you are happy but...I am going to need you to discard that]

"what" I say deadpanned and with no small amount of anger beginning to boil.

[Please give me a moment. Divine Dividing is a sacred gear. It responds to the will and emotions of its wielder. Your trying to be more calm, cool, collected, and reserved is great for when you need to talk to others but if we want to stay alive... I am afraid you are going to have to ditch some of his teachings. Especially so since Divine Dividing is a Draconic gear. Your emotions are going to be your greatest assets when wielding it.]

"Ok wait a minute now!" I say but stop to think. How far would I have to go in this?

[Far. The world you were just dragged kicking and screaming into will require much from you. Lying, cheating, stealing, killing, and more is what you will need to do to even get by and if not...well the after life is always there but I promise you I can give you far more here than there]

I am flabbergasted and disgusted. After all that I have to throw away all that hard work just to remain alive! If I even choose to that is. I know that I have always felt good indulging my baser instincts but can I really do that?

[Hmmm. Why don't I at least give you an idea of what you are going to get out of this before you decided ok? Then with all the info you can determine if you want to let us go on to the afterlife or if you want to try and survive this. Is that good enough for you?]

I nod

[Ok. First I will need to remake your body from the ground up. The flesh, bone, and mind. All of it. Because of how our connection works now this will give you a body many times stronger, more durable, with better senses, and access to more of my power than any other host in history. You will be able to fight, with training and practice, even gods on their own home turf with what I can give you. And as a small bonus! With you being what will approximate a me in human form you will get some extra benefits! This will also give you my aura which can do more than you can even imagine and because you will be made like me, hence made of energy, you will be IMMORTAL! (To age at least) The single down side is that you will be weak to dragon slaying weapons. A very rare occurrence in this day and age. What do you think?] He finishes his sale pitch.

I winced. That was not an offer easily denied. Even less so now that I am thinking about everything. While I didn't see what happened I can put it together on what happened outside. The "Fallen"...snapped moms neck...and put a whole in dads chest. Like he did with me. Do I really want it to end like this? I ponder this question as Albion continues to stare at me in expectancy.

Mom worked three jobs when I was born just to make ends meet, she had driven me everyday to find ways to better myself (She even suggested working out which let me cut loose some), and she was always behind whatever I wanted to do with my life. Do I really want to throw away all she sacrificed for, all she worked for, and all the faith she put into me?

Dad was less emotionally involved then mom but he was still always there pushing me forward. He was there at every graduation, at every band playing (no matter how squeaky we could be), and he worked just as hard at job after job trying to make sure we didn't ever end up on the street. Do I want to throw all that away?

And there is me! I never did anything to anybody! I didn't finish High School, never got to join the Marines, never got to do anything with my life, and never even spent a day without worrying about others! Do I want to throw away all the effort, care, hope, love, and drive my parents gave to give me a good life? Do I Just want to throw away everything I have ever wanted and cared for along with the hopes and dreams of the ones who gave me this life and simply DIE here?

No...no...no no NO! I refuse. Yes the benefits are great and revenge sounds at best marginally good. I will take this offer for them. I will take this offer and make this life one that will live in eternal legend like Heracles, Sigmund, or King Arthur!

"Hey Albion!" The Dragon looks down at me as he already knows the answer but he is kind enough to let me say it. Guess he heard my thoughts and likes my motivation since he is giving me a very obvious wide smile.

[Yes Alexander?]

"I accept your deal"

[Have you thought over everything including what you would need to discard in this new world?] He asks with both concern and trepidation in his voice. Guess he really wants me to be sure.

For a moment my mind finally drifts to my Papaw and Mamaw. They taught me much in the times we were together. I went to to church every Sunday while Papaw was alive, listened and did as he preached to the best of my ability, and never thought to hurt a fly. With Mamaw I listened to every story to absorb everything she said, listened when she taught me manners and what was right and wrong, and reinforced everything Papaw tried to instill into me. They would probably not support this decision at all. Should I really do this?...NO! I will not let this deter me! I have an opportunity I can not allow to pass. I ask for both your and the lords forgiveness Papaw and Mamaw but I refuse to die here like this and make all the effort, love, and care you put into me be in vain because some "FALLEN" couldn't just leave me, mom, and dad alone!

"Yes Albion Gwiber I have thought it over and I accept!" I resound to his question with force.

[Well than Alexander Graham. We have a deal!] He says as...nothing happens.

"uhhh"

[Well nothing is going to be felt here right now but in about a week outside time we will re-emerge. You as a full fledged Dragon, with hopefully moderate control of Divine Dividing, and a basic understanding of the supernatural world. Understood?]

He asks as I stare at him blankly for a moment. "YES SIR!" I finally snap out of it and give a small salute.

[No need for that] He says [We are partners now. I am doing this for your benefit as much as my own. I just need you to be invested]

I nod and he motions for me to sit and we begin our lessons post haste.

{An Hour Later}

"So everything in legends is real?" I ask Albion

[Nominally yes] He responds [Gods, Demons, Angles, Fallen Angels (Which are different to demons), Yokai, Wendigos, King Arthur, witches, Heracles, Thor, and all of those other myths and legends are pretty much true with some minor difference when you meet the real thing in some cases.]

"Wow. So I could actually meet God with a capital G without dying?" He suddenly starts to twitch

[I mean...Yes]

"Wwwhhhaaattt?" I ask with him knowing what I am asking.

[Well...]

What follows is a crash course on the story between Albion and Ddraig and the many battles the two had with each other but as it goes on I get more and more annoyed until we reach the last story. How he got sealed.

"MORON!"

[Now hold on a second]

"YOU FOUGHT THE LORD AND TRIED TO KILL HIM!?"

[I mean I fought the other Demons Ddraig was the one to finish out the fight with him but-]

"THAT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO!?"

[Well I had actually found someone I could fight without worrying about killing them with our venom sooo I wasn't very happy to have my fight with my rival interrupted! You don't interrupt a battle between two dragons!]

"Oh my lord!" I put face down and into my hands in defeat. Well that just went out the window. I think I know why he is trapped in here now. Also "Our Venow?" I ask

He perks up. [Yes. Our venom. At this very moment you are actually developing a set of fangs like a snake to be able to inject this very same venom like I once did. You will have to bite to deliver it and it doesn't work on Great red, The Dragon of Infinity, and the host of Ddraig. You might be able to excrete and use it like a breath or cloud sometime down the line but for now it is a poison that must be injected like your a snake. It also does not affect us at all so you can even use it to hunt!]

He looks somewhat proud of it. It seems like he hasn't been able to be proud of it for quite sometime though. "What else will I get?" I ask interested in what else I am getting since we are on the subject.

[Oh! You will have divide, reflect, the venom, my aura(As I already told you), and telepathy though it will not be very advanced. Though I would like to note for you that since Divine Dividing is a sacred gear your powers don't necessarily stop there. Wonderful things these gears.]

After picking my jaw off the floor "Holy shit! That sounds amazing!" I yell out and get a shake and a head tilt up in superiority from Albion.

[I knew you would like it! Now lets get back on topic. I still need to finish up the basics of the world so we can move on to more advanced understandings. You are my last host and I do not want you to have problems because I didn't make sure you were informed] He says

"OK!" I resound. This is AWESOME.

{A day later}

Less awesome now. After finally finishing ups the do's and don'ts of each race we moved onto training each of my abilities. First was just using Divine Dividing.

"THIS IS AWESOME!" I said seeing my two new white wings with blue energy feathers.

[Yes I know now come on lets practice flight. It is the most basic thing to a Dragon]

"Ok!...How do I do that?" I say

[The gear responds to your wishes. Just imagine yourself lifting off and you will do so]

"Ok" I say and think about flying upward and shoot up towards the sky at light speed. SHIT. I start to panic before I hear Albion again

[Just think it]

I calm down and imagine myself stopping and like that I stop. I then Imagine myself lowering back towards Albion far below me and it begins to rocket down before I remember and slow myself down and after a minute I touch back down. "Yea it would have been best to warn me this thing was A: So fast and B: so sensitive to commands!" I yell out only to get a smirking Dragon as a response.

Next was Divide. Wasn't hard at all really. I just had to say or imagine myself dividing somethings power and it would happen and it isn't as sensitive as flight. I do need to touch what I am trying to divide but...I have an idea for the concept of halving things that might just be useful at range.

Next was reflect. I now hate Albion and him using his Aura on me. It is lucky I can't die in here or else my goose would be cooked.

The venom was less a lesson on what it does (its venom. Not a hard concept) and more how not to break my teeth. I now have to sharper teeth where my canines are...that are fake as hell because I can open my mouth rather wide now and both teeth fold forward and show off two fangs almost an inch or two long each that are normally stored in the roof of my mouth covered by a small flap of skin so A: nothing gets stuck up there, B: I don't stab myself, and C: No one gets stabbed and reduced to death when they try to french me or drink after me. would kind of suck. They can also come back if I break them like a shark but it would hurt like hell so try to avoid that.

Aura was just pathetic. I could barely get a brighter white to show up on my hand so I need a LOT of work and to say that I currently can't do much is an understatement. Telepathy is also a bust right now but we are improving. Both will hopefully improve over the week while my body is "remade" so here is hoping.

I also learned the Dragons brand of Magic. What did it entail? First it was all me scratching particular symbols and other things like that like I had claws instead of human hands (Think Skyrim Dovah language) As well it was mainly just spells to help me store trinkets and items so I wouldn't need to hide anything in a cave until I start getting a proper horde going. What count's as a proper horde to me? The White Dragon Emperor? Apparently Fort Knox since that is how much room I have in my little magical pouch. I also got grooming spells to clean myself and things to help me make a den or fix and clean clothes for myself like there scales or feathers I can mess with. No attack type stuff. Bummer but okay.

I also got an Ancient familiar binding spell that is for Dragons so we could have our own attendants to help us. It will let me bind a beings soul to me and it comes with a TON of benefits for both parties. They become as immortal as me, if their body is destroyed their soul returns to me and I can make them a new body from my power, they can rest as a spirit within me, they can shape shift, and best of all for them they can use my magic. (They will also be immune to my Venom. Albion made sure to make that clear so I wouldn't need to worry) Why didn't anyone know about this? Well I die and the Familiar dies too sooo. Yea no one was able to find the familiar because they were gone as well.

What do I get out of this? I can telepathically speak to them no matter where they are (better than my innate telepathy), I can sense their emotions, see through them, call them from anywhere, and even use them as a conduit for things. I could even use them for magic that requires familiars if I ever learn that kind of thing. So I will be finding a familiar after I get out of here asap.

That is how the week goes really. Just improving my control over everything and refining technique. I also had an idea regarding my wings. Not able to test it yet but I will do that once I get out of here.

{The Day}

I have been feeling a dull pain all over from the moment the day really started and it has become so bad it feels like my insides are melting and I can barely think. I don't even know what is going on!

[We are about to emerge] Albion finally appears to tell me. He hasn't answered to me once since the pain started. [The last portions of the transformations needed my direct attention. The pain is going to get a lot worse before it gets better but once it ends you will awake and need to break your way out]

"Wha-Wha-What?" I barely say the pain making it hurt to even speak.

Albion's snake like eyes shrink to small slits [I didn't want to tell you until now but since it has started] He says rapping is gigantic body around my shivering form and brings his head less than 10 feet from me. [To remake you I had to do break down the original body all together. At this very moment you are getting the feedback from that I had staved off for you so we could learn everything without distraction. Now that we are done with practice and your studies that we can do in here you are feeling it all. It will be over in an hour]

I pale "What?"

Knowing my question he answers [Remaking you into a Dragon is not an easy task. I had to first get your body to excrete a membrane around you that would allow the process of braking down the old body to begin and as your old body was broken down a full Draconic egg was made around the developing sludge replacing the membrane that kept your soul entrapped within. The sludge and DNA was then broken down and remade into something approximating my own and put together back into into a body you will inhabit. It won't be much different at first glance but you will find all the differences as you take you first steps]

As he finishes the pain hits me full force and it fells like I am being dissolved in acid! "AAAHHAHHHHHH!" I scream out and Albion tightens around me ans after what feels like eternity I black out.

[See you outside partner]

{Outside and up against the tree}

A snow storm had developed in the region. Everything is covered in 10 inches of snow and the storm continues to rage. On top of the hill where Alexander fell lays an pure whit egg. Bigger than Alexander himself and attached to the tree as well as ground by blue tendrils like veins the egg begins to pulse. The glow illuminating the darkness and then...

*CRACK*

A massive crack across the top begins to form and after a moment a hand breaks through the top, then another, and then Alex himself pulls himself up and out. "HHHHUuuuuhhhhh GHGHCHC" Attempting to take a breath and then coughing up liquid from his newly formed lungs before falling over top the right and off the top of the egg. He would have rolled over but he feels something restrict that. Opening his eyes briefly he sees the glow of his Divine Dividing wings and smiles a bit before bringing himself to his feet still coughing but overall better than he has ever felt in his life. His new fangs feel wierd to him but he thinks he will get use to it.

"I am...alive" Alex says out loud

[Yes you are. I suggest you sit against the egg for now. Your new senses haven't kicked in yet and they will be overwhelming when they do. We need to minimize your risk of falling and possibly hurting yourself.]

Listening to Albion Alex sits leaning his left side against the egg. After 30 seconds it starts. He can hear the wind in his head and at an even louder volume, his smell is muted thanks to the snow covering everything right now but it is steadily increasing, his eyes hurt as they seem to pick up on almost everything, and his body shiver for a moment registering two things.

1: It is very cold and

2: He has no clothes

[Don't worry to much on those points] Albion says through the wings. [The cold won't harm us and your clothes were destroyed and discarded when you were broken down.]

Alex gives a small nod.

[Now concentrate on just what you want to hear, see, feel, and smell]

Nodding again Alex begins to try and focus. After 15 minutes he finally get everything at an acceptable level. He finally stands up and uses his smell. He smells two different things beyond himself, the egg, and the environment. He walks down the hill and too the first smell. Gritting his teeth he digs through the snow. After a few minutes he finds what he is looking for. The body of his mother. Decaying, ragged, and neck snapped. Holding back the rage building in him he drags her body out and towards the egg. Then going and digging a hole near the tree where the smell permeates and finding his father in marginally better condition with a hole in his chest he does the same for his father.

He drags them both to the egg. He sits between each body holding back from simply bursting out and sobbing right there he raises his hand. A circle appears in his right hand and two holes in the ground start to form with the dirt being pushed to the side like he is digging it himself.

[You are going to take time to bury them?]

"Y-Y-Yes" He says through gritted teeth and tears begin to fall from his new eyes.

[You'll need clothes. I recommend your fathers]

Alex turns to look at his fathers body

[We should be able to clean it all up so that won't be much a problem] He knows they need some sort of covering. Dragon body or not, not having clothes will not be acceptable

Holding back from yelling at Albion for the suggestion since he knows they need clothes as well Alex removes the jacket, shirt, pants, boots, and socks of his father and begins to use the same magic he would use on himself on the clothes. Repairing the hole in the shirt and jacket as well as turning most of the get up white he then puts them on (after willing away his wings). A white jacket with blue highlights, a golden t-shirt, mostly white belt with a golden buckle, white paints with blue pockets and seems, and white, gold, and blue boots.

"It fits well enough." Alex says without much emotion. He moves his Father too the hole and moves the dirt over him burying him. He then turns to his mother.

[You should take something from her as well. As a keep sake. Your clothes from your father and maybe your mothers necklace?]

Agreeing with Albion Alex bends down over his mother. He closes his eyes for a moment not wanting to see her longer than he needs too he removes her necklace. A butterfly necklace he and his father had gotten for her for Christmas. He puts it on and hurries her into the grave next to his father. He falls to one knee in between them with the snow falling around him.

[Now what?]

"what?" Alex asks. Not really focusing on Albion but at least trying to pay attention.

[Well your alive with your town believing you all dead most likely. You can seek revenge, stay in the wilderness, go to a city, or really do anything. The sky itself is the limit and as a dragon even that can't stop you]

Alex thinks for a moment. "I will have my revenge against that bastard but...I won't make it my only drive. I first need to make sure that when I finally do find him I can put his pointy eared ass in the ground...I also don't want to disappoint my parents or grandparents by allowing revenge to simply consume me. As for where? I am going to stay in the wilderness for now."

The dragon seems to perk up [Good. Then lets get you a familiar. With it we will be able to survive out here and having another companion will help your mental state. So lets begin]

Alex nods and puts one hand to the snow covered ground and another on the Butterfly necklace. After a second a circle appears on the ground with the skull of dragon (Albion's specifically) surrounded by draconian writing invoking his titles. Tendrils of blue light stretch out into the forest and into the snow fall searching to get in contact with a animal that would suffice as a servant. After 15 minutes the tendrils shoot back to Alexander and he stands waiting. Any animal caught by the tendrils gets a general idea of the deal so any that show up will already be accepting of the deal making it easy for Alex. He raises his left arm and a second later an owl lands on it. "An owl?" It was a Barred Owl specifically. "I barely see these guys around"

[Interesting and morbidly thematic]

"How so?"

[Owls in many places represent bad omens or are harbingers of death]

"Oh" Alex responds. This is a little too on the nose for him.

[What will you name him?]

Alex thinks for a moment before noticing the rising sun. "Dawn" He says out-loud "I will name him Dawn both for my rising into this world yet again and since he is a Harbinger of Death"

[Death and rebirth at dawn huh? Well it is a fairly good name. Now finish the ritual]

"Got it" He brings his hand up to the chest of the owl and the same symbol appears on the owl and a flash happens forcing Alexander to close his eyes for a moment. When he reopens them and to his chagrin the owls feathers are pure white and gold with blue eyes. "Ah of course you would match both me and Albion in colorization"

{It is a good color combo though you must admit Master}

Alex about jumps. He heard an older male voice in his head. He remembers that he now has a connection to the owl and he focuses in on the owl "Was that you who just said that Dawn?" He asks to be sure

{Yes it was master. I would also like to report I am ready to serve to the the best of my ability}

"Very good." He brings the owl to his right shoulder for him to hop on and he does so. After a moment more he turns back to the graves "Well I guess now its time to go...everyone ready?"

[Always with you partner]

It takes Dawn a moment since he is initially scared by the voice coming from the wings but quickly recovers and puts his questions aside for now. {Ready Master!}

With a small smile (partly at Dawn) and a him grabbing a hold of his necklace he turns and begins to walk forward into the forest. To what? He does not know but he knows one thing. He has a LONG life ahead of him.