Dragons Of Magic V 2.0
Jose Philipe Mendola
Legal note: I don't own any of the names or places affiliated with this fic. They are strict property of Wizards Of The Coast. Tell them that I'm using their names illegally if you want. I could care less..
Authors note: Well, here we are again.. Up at 11:30 PM typing out a fic. insomnia, Jolt Cola, and lots of system Of A Down at high volume does strange things to a person.. Hope you enjoy.
Bound Magic
That was just like Satz.. Drop you off someplace and leave. Never around to offer an insight or clues as to what the hell one was suppose to accomplish either.. Just walk in and out. Figured.. All Darigaaz knew so far was to look for a big tree.
'I've been walked' to a forest, and I'm supposed to find a big tree. What the hell?' Darigaaz groused. Where was a dragon supposed to start in a forest? They were all big trees. "Damn..' He said finally. 'I'm up for suggestions.' Darigaaz offered.
Nothing proved too useful, ideas consisted of tearing the forest down, burning the forest, going home, and knocking on every big tree they came to. With no other sane alternative, Darigaaz decided on the tree knocking. After he voiced his choice, he received a few grumbles of displeasure, especially among the group of black dragons.. But nonetheless, they had trees to knock.
It took a while, and a great area of the forest was covered, but no dragon had been found. Just some small opposition from creatures of the Yavamian forest, but other than that, nothing. Finally giving up, Darigaaz called the Dragon Nations to one spot and told them that they were to go to another part of the forest. As soon as he was about to lead the rest in flight, he heard a feminine voice in his mind.
'Looking for something sweetums?' It said to him.
'Huh?' He said out loud, causing the Dragon Nations to look at him oddly. 'Who said that?' he asked out loud. More odd looks.
'Turn around..' The voice said to him.
Darigaaz turned around, and right behind him was one hefty tree. Quite bigger than any he had seen today. in fact, it was huge..
'How did I manage to miss that one?' Darigaaz asked himself.
'Ok. You found me.. Now get me out.' Said the voice. Little did Darigaaz know the voice was only projected to him, so now it seemed as if he was talking to a tree.
'Uh.. How would I do that?' He asked the tree.
'Don't give me that shit sweet nuts.. You know how.'
Darigaaz considered his options. Chop the tree down, push it down, or rely on his magic and talismans to get this creature out. He reached for his talisman.
'No no , silly. I'd spank you good if I were out there.. Tap into the primeval powers.. Not your crazy sex toys..'
'Talismans. They are talismans. And how do I do that? Tap into the power I mean..'
The tree seemed to shake a tad, as if releasing a great sigh; the voice came to him again.
'Oh you have been gone WAY too long. you don't remember what it's like being a god.. You've aided mortals too long. your no dragon, just a scaled negotiator. Either way, I'll still bang you when I get out of here..'
Darigaaz turned a shade redder in the face, and his nose began to bleed on him. This was not his day..
'Did you fly us around the forest all day so you could end up talking to a tree?' A voice like basalt asked him.
'Yes,' the voice said 'did you?'
Darigaaz turned to the dragon. It was a black dragon questioning him. Not very surprising. very impatient, and not to caring. there was only one way to this one, the flat out truth.
'We are here to raise the second Dragon Legend before she can be destroyed by the Phyrexians as the first one was. I plan on releasing all the dragons to complete the power source. Afterwards, we will have indefinable power.'
'Ooh..' The Dragon said. 'Good idea. And afterwards, we'll all make a circle, join hands, and sing 'Screw you Darigaaz' in D- Minor.' This brought more than a laugh from the Dragon Nations. This was not a good thing.. He was losing the dragons.
'Heh-heh. this guys good..' The voice said.
'Cram it.' Darigaaz said out loud.
'No, I wont.' The dragon said.
'Shit.' Darigaaz thought. 'He thinks I was talking to him.'
'I was silent when we fought and died at Koilos, and for what? A piece of land that is now, once again, in the hands of Phyrexia.'
'You fight for men, not dragons sweetie.' The voice taunted.
'And I was quiet all the while we were looking for this giant scratching post, and now here you are, talking to a tree!'
'That's it.' The voice said. 'Take him out. If he keeps talking like that, he'll rebel.'
'I'm done listening to you.' Darigaaz said, butting his hands up to his ears.
'No you are not!' The black dragon yelled 'I'm taking control of the dragon nations. We will follow you no longer!'
'And your going to let him keep talking HOW long?' The voice asked.
It was too much for Darigaaz to take. The constant ranting of the black dragon, the talking tree, and the images the tree was somehow sending right into Darigaaz's brain.a dragon cant bent that way.. Before he knew it, his claws were around the dragon's neck and he was close enough to launch a fireball up his nose.
'You will NOT take command. So long as I live.' He said to the dragon.
The dragon laughed a little and pushed himself back a few paces.
'You have no idea how long I have waited to hear that Darigaaz.' The dragon said to him. He cast a simple spell over himself so his talons grew about two feet longer, and were sharp as scythes. This was war. He lashed out and flayed a small portion of skin and scale on Darigaaz's arm.
'At least one of you remembers how to fight..' The voice taunted Darigaaz. 'I get to screw the winner!' she said with cheer.
Darigaaz paid almost no heed to the voice, but instead concentrated on his homeland and the stores of mana therein. He drew in much mana in such a short amount of time, that the black dragon was not prepared for the onslaught when it was released upon him. Darigaaz opened his mouth and spewed a fireball that ripped right toward the black dragon.
'Shit.' The dragon said right before the ball of magma hit him square in the chest. Where the liquid rock hit, scales and everything short of bone dissolved.
'Woo!' The voice cheered 'Torch the bastard!'
Darigaaz halted his fireball and unleashed a wave of fire over the injured dragon. It seemed so hot it would melt the very air. The black dragon was not thrashing around in the ever-growing fire, his wings melting and burning off.
'Kill him off! Finish him and the rest will fall in line!' the voice continued to shout.
Darigaaz still did not relent. He dug into his pockets and tossed searing coals at the dying dragon. He might have seen some change and a pog or two go with them, but he was still pounding the shit out of the dragon.
Suddenly, as if waking up in the middle of one bad dream, Darigaaz stopped his slaughter.
'What the hell?!" the tree said.
Darigaaz looked at the shell of a former black dragon. Granted, it was still black, but more of a charcoal black. Staring numbly at his victim, Darigaaz finally yelled
'Summon a healer! Get the white dragons! Monk! I need a monk!'
'Don't bother..' the dragon said. 'They can only hold off the inevitable. You have killed me. Killed me because I dared to oppose you.'
'Tha-a-a-at's it Darigaaz.' The voice said. ' You killed him because he was a pain in the ass. Get over it and get me out of here!'
'You would have killed me.' Darigaaz said to the dragon.
'Yes. I would have killed you to save our people from pointless wars and old wives tales about Ultimate power and a perfect government. but we know that's a lie.' The dragon shifted his gaze toward the rest of the dragon nations. 'Break from him brothers and sister.Run like the French from the doom he brings.'
'Oh shit. kill him before he converts them!' The voice said.
"The quest will destroy you.. and make you impotent.' the black dragon warned.
'Stuff it Rokun!' Darigaaz yelled to the crispy lizard. 'You are defeated, now stay silent!'
'You can't silence the people, man...' The dragon said. It's all about love. They will rebel against you!'
'A self-fulfilling prophecy..' The voice chimed in 'I think we all saw that one coming.'
'I said shut up!' Darigaaz yelled at the tree.
'Rise against him, Dragon Nations! Rise!'
'Finish Him!' The voice said, sounding a little too much like Shao Kahn to be comforted by.
Darigaaz reached down and hoisted up the burnt dragon and wheeled to his right so he was facing the tree. Eyes like a maniac, Darigaaz yelled in the direction of the tree
'Die foul beast! From hell's heart, I stab at thee!'
With that, he threw the body of the semi-dead dragon at the tree. Aiming for it or not, Darigaaz threw Roukn in such a way that he landed on the root-bulb of the talking tree, which happened to be producing nine nasty spikes.
Darigaaz looked at the bleeding mass, slowly dying on the tree, then at his hands. They were black from burnt scales. Darigaaz looked over to the Dragon Nation and saw that they were all staring at him, wide-eyed with fright.
'Threaten them! Talk to them! Do something! Your on the verge of losing them!' The voice said.
'Any other VC Commies.' Darigaaz began, catching himself on his misuse of words '.TRAITORS.. Will die the same way, if not worse.'
The dragons all took a step back from him. Not the best think to say after killing something.
Something smelled funny.. Darigaaz looked behind him at the dead body.
'Strange.' Darigaaz though 'Dead stuff usually doesn't smell until a week afterwards.'
'No dummy..' The voice said to him 'what you smell is pure Green mana being pulled out of the tree I'm imprisoned in. Now stand back.'
The tree began to split down the center. It began ½ way up the tree, and continued down. Not much was visible because of a blinding light that was radiating out of the tree as well. It was like staring into another sun. it hurt to look at. A lot. The crack in the tree widened. Now more light was pouring out, and less mana was being found in the prison of wood. Instead of pure mana scenting the air, not the smell of Dragon Life Essence. Essence and..'funk'? What the hell? a tide of something warm was welling out of the tree too. Darigaaz could feel it pool under his feet. It was sticky.. What in the world.
'Hey..' The dragon said, no longer in his head 'I've been in there for almost a millennium. I've got to entertain myself somehow..'
'It's a wonder she didn't drown.' Darigaaz though to himself.
Darigaaz finally opened his eyes and saw what few had ever seen. There, standing where ½ a tree now was, was the Dragon Rith. She was beautiful. Her scales were like jade. She was visibly powerful, she was shaped like a god, and she was evidentially horny from what Darigaaz had gathered.
'Stare all you like.' She said to Darigaaz. 'I'll let you do more than that to me later.'
Darigaaz did his best to avoid all conversation that would involve her talking like that.. It was almost amusing, but jeeze. talk about being deprived.
'The circle has begun again.' Rith said 'When it is complete, no one will be able to before the nation of dragons.' With that said, she gave the signal to the dragon nations to take to the sky. Darigaaz was going to allow Rith to take to the sky before him, out of respect, so he expected nothing to come of it. Before she took off for the sky, Rith grabbed a handful of dragon ass, namely Darigaaz's, and took off.
Darigaaz only shook his head and said
'This is NOT my day.'
Well folks, as you may have noticed, yes, dragons with sexual preferences. Hope you liked it. I'll have another one up soon. Be sure to leave a review, seeing as how I write for the sake of them.
Jose Philipe Mendola
Legal note: I don't own any of the names or places affiliated with this fic. They are strict property of Wizards Of The Coast. Tell them that I'm using their names illegally if you want. I could care less..
Authors note: Well, here we are again.. Up at 11:30 PM typing out a fic. insomnia, Jolt Cola, and lots of system Of A Down at high volume does strange things to a person.. Hope you enjoy.
Bound Magic
That was just like Satz.. Drop you off someplace and leave. Never around to offer an insight or clues as to what the hell one was suppose to accomplish either.. Just walk in and out. Figured.. All Darigaaz knew so far was to look for a big tree.
'I've been walked' to a forest, and I'm supposed to find a big tree. What the hell?' Darigaaz groused. Where was a dragon supposed to start in a forest? They were all big trees. "Damn..' He said finally. 'I'm up for suggestions.' Darigaaz offered.
Nothing proved too useful, ideas consisted of tearing the forest down, burning the forest, going home, and knocking on every big tree they came to. With no other sane alternative, Darigaaz decided on the tree knocking. After he voiced his choice, he received a few grumbles of displeasure, especially among the group of black dragons.. But nonetheless, they had trees to knock.
It took a while, and a great area of the forest was covered, but no dragon had been found. Just some small opposition from creatures of the Yavamian forest, but other than that, nothing. Finally giving up, Darigaaz called the Dragon Nations to one spot and told them that they were to go to another part of the forest. As soon as he was about to lead the rest in flight, he heard a feminine voice in his mind.
'Looking for something sweetums?' It said to him.
'Huh?' He said out loud, causing the Dragon Nations to look at him oddly. 'Who said that?' he asked out loud. More odd looks.
'Turn around..' The voice said to him.
Darigaaz turned around, and right behind him was one hefty tree. Quite bigger than any he had seen today. in fact, it was huge..
'How did I manage to miss that one?' Darigaaz asked himself.
'Ok. You found me.. Now get me out.' Said the voice. Little did Darigaaz know the voice was only projected to him, so now it seemed as if he was talking to a tree.
'Uh.. How would I do that?' He asked the tree.
'Don't give me that shit sweet nuts.. You know how.'
Darigaaz considered his options. Chop the tree down, push it down, or rely on his magic and talismans to get this creature out. He reached for his talisman.
'No no , silly. I'd spank you good if I were out there.. Tap into the primeval powers.. Not your crazy sex toys..'
'Talismans. They are talismans. And how do I do that? Tap into the power I mean..'
The tree seemed to shake a tad, as if releasing a great sigh; the voice came to him again.
'Oh you have been gone WAY too long. you don't remember what it's like being a god.. You've aided mortals too long. your no dragon, just a scaled negotiator. Either way, I'll still bang you when I get out of here..'
Darigaaz turned a shade redder in the face, and his nose began to bleed on him. This was not his day..
'Did you fly us around the forest all day so you could end up talking to a tree?' A voice like basalt asked him.
'Yes,' the voice said 'did you?'
Darigaaz turned to the dragon. It was a black dragon questioning him. Not very surprising. very impatient, and not to caring. there was only one way to this one, the flat out truth.
'We are here to raise the second Dragon Legend before she can be destroyed by the Phyrexians as the first one was. I plan on releasing all the dragons to complete the power source. Afterwards, we will have indefinable power.'
'Ooh..' The Dragon said. 'Good idea. And afterwards, we'll all make a circle, join hands, and sing 'Screw you Darigaaz' in D- Minor.' This brought more than a laugh from the Dragon Nations. This was not a good thing.. He was losing the dragons.
'Heh-heh. this guys good..' The voice said.
'Cram it.' Darigaaz said out loud.
'No, I wont.' The dragon said.
'Shit.' Darigaaz thought. 'He thinks I was talking to him.'
'I was silent when we fought and died at Koilos, and for what? A piece of land that is now, once again, in the hands of Phyrexia.'
'You fight for men, not dragons sweetie.' The voice taunted.
'And I was quiet all the while we were looking for this giant scratching post, and now here you are, talking to a tree!'
'That's it.' The voice said. 'Take him out. If he keeps talking like that, he'll rebel.'
'I'm done listening to you.' Darigaaz said, butting his hands up to his ears.
'No you are not!' The black dragon yelled 'I'm taking control of the dragon nations. We will follow you no longer!'
'And your going to let him keep talking HOW long?' The voice asked.
It was too much for Darigaaz to take. The constant ranting of the black dragon, the talking tree, and the images the tree was somehow sending right into Darigaaz's brain.a dragon cant bent that way.. Before he knew it, his claws were around the dragon's neck and he was close enough to launch a fireball up his nose.
'You will NOT take command. So long as I live.' He said to the dragon.
The dragon laughed a little and pushed himself back a few paces.
'You have no idea how long I have waited to hear that Darigaaz.' The dragon said to him. He cast a simple spell over himself so his talons grew about two feet longer, and were sharp as scythes. This was war. He lashed out and flayed a small portion of skin and scale on Darigaaz's arm.
'At least one of you remembers how to fight..' The voice taunted Darigaaz. 'I get to screw the winner!' she said with cheer.
Darigaaz paid almost no heed to the voice, but instead concentrated on his homeland and the stores of mana therein. He drew in much mana in such a short amount of time, that the black dragon was not prepared for the onslaught when it was released upon him. Darigaaz opened his mouth and spewed a fireball that ripped right toward the black dragon.
'Shit.' The dragon said right before the ball of magma hit him square in the chest. Where the liquid rock hit, scales and everything short of bone dissolved.
'Woo!' The voice cheered 'Torch the bastard!'
Darigaaz halted his fireball and unleashed a wave of fire over the injured dragon. It seemed so hot it would melt the very air. The black dragon was not thrashing around in the ever-growing fire, his wings melting and burning off.
'Kill him off! Finish him and the rest will fall in line!' the voice continued to shout.
Darigaaz still did not relent. He dug into his pockets and tossed searing coals at the dying dragon. He might have seen some change and a pog or two go with them, but he was still pounding the shit out of the dragon.
Suddenly, as if waking up in the middle of one bad dream, Darigaaz stopped his slaughter.
'What the hell?!" the tree said.
Darigaaz looked at the shell of a former black dragon. Granted, it was still black, but more of a charcoal black. Staring numbly at his victim, Darigaaz finally yelled
'Summon a healer! Get the white dragons! Monk! I need a monk!'
'Don't bother..' the dragon said. 'They can only hold off the inevitable. You have killed me. Killed me because I dared to oppose you.'
'Tha-a-a-at's it Darigaaz.' The voice said. ' You killed him because he was a pain in the ass. Get over it and get me out of here!'
'You would have killed me.' Darigaaz said to the dragon.
'Yes. I would have killed you to save our people from pointless wars and old wives tales about Ultimate power and a perfect government. but we know that's a lie.' The dragon shifted his gaze toward the rest of the dragon nations. 'Break from him brothers and sister.Run like the French from the doom he brings.'
'Oh shit. kill him before he converts them!' The voice said.
"The quest will destroy you.. and make you impotent.' the black dragon warned.
'Stuff it Rokun!' Darigaaz yelled to the crispy lizard. 'You are defeated, now stay silent!'
'You can't silence the people, man...' The dragon said. It's all about love. They will rebel against you!'
'A self-fulfilling prophecy..' The voice chimed in 'I think we all saw that one coming.'
'I said shut up!' Darigaaz yelled at the tree.
'Rise against him, Dragon Nations! Rise!'
'Finish Him!' The voice said, sounding a little too much like Shao Kahn to be comforted by.
Darigaaz reached down and hoisted up the burnt dragon and wheeled to his right so he was facing the tree. Eyes like a maniac, Darigaaz yelled in the direction of the tree
'Die foul beast! From hell's heart, I stab at thee!'
With that, he threw the body of the semi-dead dragon at the tree. Aiming for it or not, Darigaaz threw Roukn in such a way that he landed on the root-bulb of the talking tree, which happened to be producing nine nasty spikes.
Darigaaz looked at the bleeding mass, slowly dying on the tree, then at his hands. They were black from burnt scales. Darigaaz looked over to the Dragon Nation and saw that they were all staring at him, wide-eyed with fright.
'Threaten them! Talk to them! Do something! Your on the verge of losing them!' The voice said.
'Any other VC Commies.' Darigaaz began, catching himself on his misuse of words '.TRAITORS.. Will die the same way, if not worse.'
The dragons all took a step back from him. Not the best think to say after killing something.
Something smelled funny.. Darigaaz looked behind him at the dead body.
'Strange.' Darigaaz though 'Dead stuff usually doesn't smell until a week afterwards.'
'No dummy..' The voice said to him 'what you smell is pure Green mana being pulled out of the tree I'm imprisoned in. Now stand back.'
The tree began to split down the center. It began ½ way up the tree, and continued down. Not much was visible because of a blinding light that was radiating out of the tree as well. It was like staring into another sun. it hurt to look at. A lot. The crack in the tree widened. Now more light was pouring out, and less mana was being found in the prison of wood. Instead of pure mana scenting the air, not the smell of Dragon Life Essence. Essence and..'funk'? What the hell? a tide of something warm was welling out of the tree too. Darigaaz could feel it pool under his feet. It was sticky.. What in the world.
'Hey..' The dragon said, no longer in his head 'I've been in there for almost a millennium. I've got to entertain myself somehow..'
'It's a wonder she didn't drown.' Darigaaz though to himself.
Darigaaz finally opened his eyes and saw what few had ever seen. There, standing where ½ a tree now was, was the Dragon Rith. She was beautiful. Her scales were like jade. She was visibly powerful, she was shaped like a god, and she was evidentially horny from what Darigaaz had gathered.
'Stare all you like.' She said to Darigaaz. 'I'll let you do more than that to me later.'
Darigaaz did his best to avoid all conversation that would involve her talking like that.. It was almost amusing, but jeeze. talk about being deprived.
'The circle has begun again.' Rith said 'When it is complete, no one will be able to before the nation of dragons.' With that said, she gave the signal to the dragon nations to take to the sky. Darigaaz was going to allow Rith to take to the sky before him, out of respect, so he expected nothing to come of it. Before she took off for the sky, Rith grabbed a handful of dragon ass, namely Darigaaz's, and took off.
Darigaaz only shook his head and said
'This is NOT my day.'
Well folks, as you may have noticed, yes, dragons with sexual preferences. Hope you liked it. I'll have another one up soon. Be sure to leave a review, seeing as how I write for the sake of them.