Dragons Of Magic V2.0
Jose Philipe Mendola
Legal Notice: I still don't own any of the names affiliated with this fic, or it's chapters. They are stolen, copyrighted names owned by Wizards Of The Coast. The less they know about me using their characters, the better.
Authors Note: It's 8:30 in the morning, and it's already 85 degrees in the shade.. This is going to be a long summer..
Buried Bitch
It was nice weather for flying above the sea. The sun felt warm on Darigaaz's scales, the crash of the waves on the breakers filled his head..... And so did less than clean thoughts from Rith.. What a twisted mind that girl had.
Darigaaz and Rith flew ahead of the dragon nation. Behind them, followers of the prophecy... Well, dragons anyway. Since they had lifted off, Darigaaz had some time to think. Think about him killing the black dragon. Did that make Darigaaz a tyrant? Was he singling him out because of his color? He really wasn't really a traitor. what would make him say that.. Darigaaz was a sucker for a pretty face, but not to that extent. when he had sacrificed Rokun, he replaced the nations faith with fear.. He killed a fellow dragon to gain power.
Power and fear were tools of the devil. The only other evil that he was missing was wealth. The last he remembered, he spent his last few coppers on Dragon Ale.. Wasn't that also a sin? Damn. The only thing that went better with booze than money was rage. and when Darigaaz saw the ruins of New Argive, he was pissed.
Darigaaz looked around and saw nothing but death and destruction. Where once great halls and buildings stood, only shattered remains. There were no people defending their lives anymore either. There were no more lives to defend. Everywhere on the street, Darigaaz could see half eaten human corpses, some missing limbs. In a few places, some still struggled to breath, but a passing Phyrexian would smash a skull without giving it a thought.
Darigaaz did, however, see a lone figure being chased by a ton of Phyrexians. Darigaaz saw him turn around, empty both barrels of his Shotgun into a Phyrexian, then run off out of sight yelling, 'Quit following me!' He was not seen again; though Darigaaz DID hear more shots go off.
'NOW do you see why you need us, Darigaaz?' asked Rith. 'You need the dragon legends to stop this plague of Phyrexians.' She stopped in midair directly in front of Darigaaz, and out of nowhere produced a pair of black sunglasses. She clamped her hand on Darigaaz's skull and said 'They are a disease, and we are the cure.' She turned back around and continued flying. Darigaaz was a tad shaken, but expected no less from her.
They flew over a courtyard and saw a small army of Phyrexians
amassed near a still standing building. Treating this as a chance of a
lifetime, Rith dived toward them. Darigaaz and the dragon nations
followed. Herr shadow passed over the heads of the mutated warriors,
and when they looked up, they were as good as dead. Rith opened her
mouth and a green cloud poured out. As soon as it hit the invaders,
vines and other plant growth took over. Roots found oil to drink and
grow, plants were rooted in joints, and flowers decided to impale many
in eye-sockets.
Darigaaz, however, used an easier spell, though it was more fun to
watch. Darigaaz strafed the lines and poured incendiary magic on the
Phyrexians. Other dragons cast their magic to defeat the numbers of
invaders, and did just as well.
'Darigaaz,' Said the voice in Darigaaz's head 'Take the other
dragon lords and follow me.' (Dragon lords are a step above the rest.
Kind of like a Sergeant to a platoon of Privates. -Ed.) 'The rest of
you, fan out and kill with extreme prejudice.'
Without complaining, the rest of the dragon nations peeled off and
went off to slay. They threw magic down every alley, killing
everything that moved. Darigaaz was proud of their power. In front of
him, Rith soared toward a now ruined structure. It may, at one time,
have had a few stories to it, but now it was just a pile of bricks and
timbers. Broken windows, and more than enough bodies still in
bloodstained robes.
'Duh.' Darigaaz began thinking out loud 'A temple?'
'What?' asked Rith.
'Is that what it was.? Some kind of temple.. Or something of the
sort?'
'It WAS a type of temple.' Rith said. 'It was a temple devoted to knowledge.'
'I'm afraid that I've never heard of that God. is it a cult?' Darigaaz asked.
'No dummy..' Rith said 'Knowledge is thoughts and knowing stuff. Not a god.'
'Oh.' Darigaaz said.
'It was once one of the greatest libraries on the face of Dominaria. But it looks like the Phyrexians were already here.'
'Don't libraries usually have books?' Darigaaz questioned
Rith motioned to huge blackened circles near the now destroyed library. Some were still ablaze, what was now kindling was once many, many books.
'The Phyrexians burned every book in the library?' Darigaaz asked
'It was either they or the Nazi's.' Rith replied. She motioned for them to land, so Darigaaz and the rest of the dragon lords followed. Along with a small band of dragons from the black clan, one of which had replaced Rokun. Darigaaz would have to keep an eye on her.. Swamp Dragons were natural traitors. and Commies.. Darigaaz shook the though from his head, not knowing where that had surfaced from.
Rith was already calling the black dragons forward when Darigaaz snapped out of his little thought process. It seemed that she had called up the black dragons for something.. Was there going to be another sacrifice needed to unearth this Dragon god?
'You five.' Rith said to the black dragons 'here. Take these. You'll need them.' She threw picks and shovels at their feet. 'Start digging over there.' She pointed to the middle of the now ruined library.
'While the rest of you do what.?' one of the black dragons asked.
Rith pulled out a set of chairs and a pitcher of a liquid. 'While we sit here and drink out iced tea and talk with Southern accents. Now get to work youse'!'
This was a little to off the wall for Darigaaz. this didn't seem to right. He was not going to allow this to go on because of a Dragon's color.
'Now wait a minute.' He said to Rith 'this seems not only wrong, but also immoral to treat the black dragons differently. Have you lost your mind? Do you know what this could do to the Dragon Nation?'
The remaining dragon lords put down their glasses of Iced Tea and nodded in agreement. A few even spoke up against the 'enslavement' of the dragons.
Rith stood up and said
'Ya'll shut up. Now do any of you really want to be out there working hard in the sun, breaking your backs doing what 5 dragons could do? What's the waste in manpower for? They're working just a hard as we would. and look.. They're having a great time.' She gestured over to where they were digging, and sure enough, they were keeping a beat to their continued toiling. In unison, they could be heard singing,
'Nobody knows the trouble I've seen. Nobody knows my sorrow. Nobody knows but Jesus.'
'Um.' Darigaaz began ' for some reason, I don't think that's a good sign.'
**********TIME PASSES**********
A passageway was eventually uncovered. It leads to another basement. I that basement was steps that went further down. And again, another level below it that took one farther into the ground. This went on for a while, but it eventually ended in a fairly large room with stone pillars. Since Dragons can naturally see heat traces in the dark, Darigaaz was almost immediately able to find Rith and question their whereabouts.
Rith did not say anything, but merely pointed at the ground in front of them. There was defiantly something under the stone. it was giving off faint heat, meaning it was still alive. Whatever it was, it was under the four pillars in the room.
'What is it?' Darigaaz asked Rith.
'More like 'who', sweetie.' She said to him. She walked closer to the 'who' in the floor and seemed to stare at it. 'Everything the mortals have they stole from us. First, they stole domination over fire. With that power, they trapped the god of Shiv. Next, they took control over plants- agriculture they call it. With that under their belts, they locked me in Yavamia. After that, they gained control over the greatest weapon in the all of the Plains.'
'Nuclear energy?' Darigaaz asked.
'No turd brain.' Rith said 'Words. Stories, histories, Fics that should have never made it on the web, sciences. writing is the magic that allows the dead to instruct the living.'
'I though that was Necromancy.' Darigaaz offered.
'No, dumbass.' One of the other dragons said to Darigaaz. 'That's living gaining power over the dead. Not Dead over the living. idiot.'
'Books are nothing less than a memory to the world.' Rith went on 'Once they learned how to trap that memory, they imprisoned the third dragon god with it.' She pointed to the floor again. 'This is Treva. She lies pinned beneath the pillars you see here.'
Darigaaz had walked close enough to see the outline of what was most defiantly a dragon in the concrete. She seemed to be crucified beneath the pillars, as if they were spikes driven into her arms and legs. Darigaaz looked around and said
'This level is older than the one's above us.'
'Way to go Einstein.' Rith said. 'This level was the first Library. After it was built, it was destroyed and built again. Then Yawgmoth came the first time and wrecked it. Again it was built. Then an earthquake, rebuild. Flood, rebuild. Then a university was built here. After the Argoth event, another was built on top of it. Time has passed, and knowledge comes and goes, but the foundation of knowledge' She swept her hands out to all sides 'Remains.'
'Sure,' Darigaaz said 'that's all fine and dandy, but it took a life to free you from your prison. I'm not killing anyone else to free anyone.' The other dragons nodded in agreement.
'You have no reason to worry about anymore sacrifices.' Rith said. 'I know the sorceries it will take to crack this one. it requires Green, white and Blue mana to revive the life in the God. You, dragons of the Plain, sea and Forest, will grab hold of those wires, 'Rith pointed to wires that ran from side to side of the room, connecting all the pillars. It seemed that they were cut a while ago, and hat someone had tried to remove a label off them. 'And you can't let go. Got that?'
Nods came from the three dragons.
'And Darigaaz,' Rith said turning to him 'you stand her and look like your doing something I suppose.. And here. Wear this.' Rith had once again, produced an object from nowhere. She gave him a yellow hardhat and pointed to a spot well away from the three dragons. 'And shield your eyes.' She told him.
Rith walked over to a box that was on the wall. She opened the front panel and pulled on a pair of thick leather gloves. 'Ok lords, grab both ands of the cables in front of you.' she gave them a second to do so, and beckoned Darigaaz over to her. 'When I say so, help me pull this lever down. Got it?' Darigaaz nodded. 'Good. Ride the lightning.' She said. 'Now. Help me pull it.'
Darigaaz noticed as soon as he pulled the lever what it was for. The box had a sign on it that read, 'Danger! High Voltage!' It was a fuse box that had a cable running form the top to a wire hanging from the ceiling, and the dragon lords were the connecting circuits. 'Oh shit.' He said
The room immediately lit up and Darigaaz could see what was going on. The dragon lords were the connecting line for the electricity to connect through. They were carrying over the charge from the. 120,000-volt ('?!') box. The only thing visible thing at the moment about them was their skeletons visible through their now cooked flesh.
'Can you feel the power honey!?' Rith yelled over the yelling of the dragons 'can you FEEL the power coursing between your legs?!'
'Actually.' Darigaaz said 'That's your hand.' that one particular feeling left him and Rith spoke again.
'Buckle up spanky, this one's gonna' hurt!' Rith yelled. Darigaaz saw her pull a pair of goggles over her eyes and he covered his. He felt Rith pull him closer, not knowing what to expect next.
Darigaaz was blown off his feet when he heard the explosion. It rocked the world around him and sent him flying a good few feet. He and Rith both tumbled through the air for a good 4 seconds before crashing back to the ground.
Darigaaz tried to get up, but found that the blast had played his equilibrium like a banjo. It took him a while, but he was finally able to get to his feet. He had gotten up and saw that Rith was still o her back on the ground. He attempted to help her up.
'No.' Rith said 'I rather like it like this. care to keep me 'company'?'
Darigaaz pulled her up by the arm and turned to see where they were.
What was once a sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub basement was now a giant crater. There were no dragon remains left, just the smell of cooked steaks. And it smelled damn good too.. The only thing left besides a mess was a Blue dragon lying on the ground in the center of the crater.
'I thought you said no more sacrifices.' Darigaaz said as he and Rith walked toward the dragon.
'I SAID,' Rith stated 'Was that you did not have to worry about it.'
They were now about ten feet from the dragon, and it looked as if it were about o wake up. Its eyes opened a crack, then fully. It sat up, and Darigaaz expected to hear a witty remark from her, but instead, he was treated with
'Aaw man.. It's too freakin' BRIGHT out here.. And what is that smell? It's gross. What's this I'm sitting in? Dirt? Shit, now I'm all dirty. who are you people? Why did you have to wake me up?' She went on complaining, but Darigaaz tuned her out.
'One thing I forgot to mention.' Rith said 'She's quite the bitch. Always.'
'Splendid.' Darigaaz said. 'Just splendid.'
Author's notes: Well folks, hope you like d the chapter. I still have a few to go, and I'd love to get some feedback from some of you. Like it? Didn't like it? Why? Feel as if I've made a crime against humanity somewhere? Voice em'. how do I know what to change of you don't tell me?..
Jose Philipe Mendola
Legal Notice: I still don't own any of the names affiliated with this fic, or it's chapters. They are stolen, copyrighted names owned by Wizards Of The Coast. The less they know about me using their characters, the better.
Authors Note: It's 8:30 in the morning, and it's already 85 degrees in the shade.. This is going to be a long summer..
Buried Bitch
It was nice weather for flying above the sea. The sun felt warm on Darigaaz's scales, the crash of the waves on the breakers filled his head..... And so did less than clean thoughts from Rith.. What a twisted mind that girl had.
Darigaaz and Rith flew ahead of the dragon nation. Behind them, followers of the prophecy... Well, dragons anyway. Since they had lifted off, Darigaaz had some time to think. Think about him killing the black dragon. Did that make Darigaaz a tyrant? Was he singling him out because of his color? He really wasn't really a traitor. what would make him say that.. Darigaaz was a sucker for a pretty face, but not to that extent. when he had sacrificed Rokun, he replaced the nations faith with fear.. He killed a fellow dragon to gain power.
Power and fear were tools of the devil. The only other evil that he was missing was wealth. The last he remembered, he spent his last few coppers on Dragon Ale.. Wasn't that also a sin? Damn. The only thing that went better with booze than money was rage. and when Darigaaz saw the ruins of New Argive, he was pissed.
Darigaaz looked around and saw nothing but death and destruction. Where once great halls and buildings stood, only shattered remains. There were no people defending their lives anymore either. There were no more lives to defend. Everywhere on the street, Darigaaz could see half eaten human corpses, some missing limbs. In a few places, some still struggled to breath, but a passing Phyrexian would smash a skull without giving it a thought.
Darigaaz did, however, see a lone figure being chased by a ton of Phyrexians. Darigaaz saw him turn around, empty both barrels of his Shotgun into a Phyrexian, then run off out of sight yelling, 'Quit following me!' He was not seen again; though Darigaaz DID hear more shots go off.
'NOW do you see why you need us, Darigaaz?' asked Rith. 'You need the dragon legends to stop this plague of Phyrexians.' She stopped in midair directly in front of Darigaaz, and out of nowhere produced a pair of black sunglasses. She clamped her hand on Darigaaz's skull and said 'They are a disease, and we are the cure.' She turned back around and continued flying. Darigaaz was a tad shaken, but expected no less from her.
They flew over a courtyard and saw a small army of Phyrexians
amassed near a still standing building. Treating this as a chance of a
lifetime, Rith dived toward them. Darigaaz and the dragon nations
followed. Herr shadow passed over the heads of the mutated warriors,
and when they looked up, they were as good as dead. Rith opened her
mouth and a green cloud poured out. As soon as it hit the invaders,
vines and other plant growth took over. Roots found oil to drink and
grow, plants were rooted in joints, and flowers decided to impale many
in eye-sockets.
Darigaaz, however, used an easier spell, though it was more fun to
watch. Darigaaz strafed the lines and poured incendiary magic on the
Phyrexians. Other dragons cast their magic to defeat the numbers of
invaders, and did just as well.
'Darigaaz,' Said the voice in Darigaaz's head 'Take the other
dragon lords and follow me.' (Dragon lords are a step above the rest.
Kind of like a Sergeant to a platoon of Privates. -Ed.) 'The rest of
you, fan out and kill with extreme prejudice.'
Without complaining, the rest of the dragon nations peeled off and
went off to slay. They threw magic down every alley, killing
everything that moved. Darigaaz was proud of their power. In front of
him, Rith soared toward a now ruined structure. It may, at one time,
have had a few stories to it, but now it was just a pile of bricks and
timbers. Broken windows, and more than enough bodies still in
bloodstained robes.
'Duh.' Darigaaz began thinking out loud 'A temple?'
'What?' asked Rith.
'Is that what it was.? Some kind of temple.. Or something of the
sort?'
'It WAS a type of temple.' Rith said. 'It was a temple devoted to knowledge.'
'I'm afraid that I've never heard of that God. is it a cult?' Darigaaz asked.
'No dummy..' Rith said 'Knowledge is thoughts and knowing stuff. Not a god.'
'Oh.' Darigaaz said.
'It was once one of the greatest libraries on the face of Dominaria. But it looks like the Phyrexians were already here.'
'Don't libraries usually have books?' Darigaaz questioned
Rith motioned to huge blackened circles near the now destroyed library. Some were still ablaze, what was now kindling was once many, many books.
'The Phyrexians burned every book in the library?' Darigaaz asked
'It was either they or the Nazi's.' Rith replied. She motioned for them to land, so Darigaaz and the rest of the dragon lords followed. Along with a small band of dragons from the black clan, one of which had replaced Rokun. Darigaaz would have to keep an eye on her.. Swamp Dragons were natural traitors. and Commies.. Darigaaz shook the though from his head, not knowing where that had surfaced from.
Rith was already calling the black dragons forward when Darigaaz snapped out of his little thought process. It seemed that she had called up the black dragons for something.. Was there going to be another sacrifice needed to unearth this Dragon god?
'You five.' Rith said to the black dragons 'here. Take these. You'll need them.' She threw picks and shovels at their feet. 'Start digging over there.' She pointed to the middle of the now ruined library.
'While the rest of you do what.?' one of the black dragons asked.
Rith pulled out a set of chairs and a pitcher of a liquid. 'While we sit here and drink out iced tea and talk with Southern accents. Now get to work youse'!'
This was a little to off the wall for Darigaaz. this didn't seem to right. He was not going to allow this to go on because of a Dragon's color.
'Now wait a minute.' He said to Rith 'this seems not only wrong, but also immoral to treat the black dragons differently. Have you lost your mind? Do you know what this could do to the Dragon Nation?'
The remaining dragon lords put down their glasses of Iced Tea and nodded in agreement. A few even spoke up against the 'enslavement' of the dragons.
Rith stood up and said
'Ya'll shut up. Now do any of you really want to be out there working hard in the sun, breaking your backs doing what 5 dragons could do? What's the waste in manpower for? They're working just a hard as we would. and look.. They're having a great time.' She gestured over to where they were digging, and sure enough, they were keeping a beat to their continued toiling. In unison, they could be heard singing,
'Nobody knows the trouble I've seen. Nobody knows my sorrow. Nobody knows but Jesus.'
'Um.' Darigaaz began ' for some reason, I don't think that's a good sign.'
**********TIME PASSES**********
A passageway was eventually uncovered. It leads to another basement. I that basement was steps that went further down. And again, another level below it that took one farther into the ground. This went on for a while, but it eventually ended in a fairly large room with stone pillars. Since Dragons can naturally see heat traces in the dark, Darigaaz was almost immediately able to find Rith and question their whereabouts.
Rith did not say anything, but merely pointed at the ground in front of them. There was defiantly something under the stone. it was giving off faint heat, meaning it was still alive. Whatever it was, it was under the four pillars in the room.
'What is it?' Darigaaz asked Rith.
'More like 'who', sweetie.' She said to him. She walked closer to the 'who' in the floor and seemed to stare at it. 'Everything the mortals have they stole from us. First, they stole domination over fire. With that power, they trapped the god of Shiv. Next, they took control over plants- agriculture they call it. With that under their belts, they locked me in Yavamia. After that, they gained control over the greatest weapon in the all of the Plains.'
'Nuclear energy?' Darigaaz asked.
'No turd brain.' Rith said 'Words. Stories, histories, Fics that should have never made it on the web, sciences. writing is the magic that allows the dead to instruct the living.'
'I though that was Necromancy.' Darigaaz offered.
'No, dumbass.' One of the other dragons said to Darigaaz. 'That's living gaining power over the dead. Not Dead over the living. idiot.'
'Books are nothing less than a memory to the world.' Rith went on 'Once they learned how to trap that memory, they imprisoned the third dragon god with it.' She pointed to the floor again. 'This is Treva. She lies pinned beneath the pillars you see here.'
Darigaaz had walked close enough to see the outline of what was most defiantly a dragon in the concrete. She seemed to be crucified beneath the pillars, as if they were spikes driven into her arms and legs. Darigaaz looked around and said
'This level is older than the one's above us.'
'Way to go Einstein.' Rith said. 'This level was the first Library. After it was built, it was destroyed and built again. Then Yawgmoth came the first time and wrecked it. Again it was built. Then an earthquake, rebuild. Flood, rebuild. Then a university was built here. After the Argoth event, another was built on top of it. Time has passed, and knowledge comes and goes, but the foundation of knowledge' She swept her hands out to all sides 'Remains.'
'Sure,' Darigaaz said 'that's all fine and dandy, but it took a life to free you from your prison. I'm not killing anyone else to free anyone.' The other dragons nodded in agreement.
'You have no reason to worry about anymore sacrifices.' Rith said. 'I know the sorceries it will take to crack this one. it requires Green, white and Blue mana to revive the life in the God. You, dragons of the Plain, sea and Forest, will grab hold of those wires, 'Rith pointed to wires that ran from side to side of the room, connecting all the pillars. It seemed that they were cut a while ago, and hat someone had tried to remove a label off them. 'And you can't let go. Got that?'
Nods came from the three dragons.
'And Darigaaz,' Rith said turning to him 'you stand her and look like your doing something I suppose.. And here. Wear this.' Rith had once again, produced an object from nowhere. She gave him a yellow hardhat and pointed to a spot well away from the three dragons. 'And shield your eyes.' She told him.
Rith walked over to a box that was on the wall. She opened the front panel and pulled on a pair of thick leather gloves. 'Ok lords, grab both ands of the cables in front of you.' she gave them a second to do so, and beckoned Darigaaz over to her. 'When I say so, help me pull this lever down. Got it?' Darigaaz nodded. 'Good. Ride the lightning.' She said. 'Now. Help me pull it.'
Darigaaz noticed as soon as he pulled the lever what it was for. The box had a sign on it that read, 'Danger! High Voltage!' It was a fuse box that had a cable running form the top to a wire hanging from the ceiling, and the dragon lords were the connecting circuits. 'Oh shit.' He said
The room immediately lit up and Darigaaz could see what was going on. The dragon lords were the connecting line for the electricity to connect through. They were carrying over the charge from the. 120,000-volt ('?!') box. The only thing visible thing at the moment about them was their skeletons visible through their now cooked flesh.
'Can you feel the power honey!?' Rith yelled over the yelling of the dragons 'can you FEEL the power coursing between your legs?!'
'Actually.' Darigaaz said 'That's your hand.' that one particular feeling left him and Rith spoke again.
'Buckle up spanky, this one's gonna' hurt!' Rith yelled. Darigaaz saw her pull a pair of goggles over her eyes and he covered his. He felt Rith pull him closer, not knowing what to expect next.
Darigaaz was blown off his feet when he heard the explosion. It rocked the world around him and sent him flying a good few feet. He and Rith both tumbled through the air for a good 4 seconds before crashing back to the ground.
Darigaaz tried to get up, but found that the blast had played his equilibrium like a banjo. It took him a while, but he was finally able to get to his feet. He had gotten up and saw that Rith was still o her back on the ground. He attempted to help her up.
'No.' Rith said 'I rather like it like this. care to keep me 'company'?'
Darigaaz pulled her up by the arm and turned to see where they were.
What was once a sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub basement was now a giant crater. There were no dragon remains left, just the smell of cooked steaks. And it smelled damn good too.. The only thing left besides a mess was a Blue dragon lying on the ground in the center of the crater.
'I thought you said no more sacrifices.' Darigaaz said as he and Rith walked toward the dragon.
'I SAID,' Rith stated 'Was that you did not have to worry about it.'
They were now about ten feet from the dragon, and it looked as if it were about o wake up. Its eyes opened a crack, then fully. It sat up, and Darigaaz expected to hear a witty remark from her, but instead, he was treated with
'Aaw man.. It's too freakin' BRIGHT out here.. And what is that smell? It's gross. What's this I'm sitting in? Dirt? Shit, now I'm all dirty. who are you people? Why did you have to wake me up?' She went on complaining, but Darigaaz tuned her out.
'One thing I forgot to mention.' Rith said 'She's quite the bitch. Always.'
'Splendid.' Darigaaz said. 'Just splendid.'
Author's notes: Well folks, hope you like d the chapter. I still have a few to go, and I'd love to get some feedback from some of you. Like it? Didn't like it? Why? Feel as if I've made a crime against humanity somewhere? Voice em'. how do I know what to change of you don't tell me?..