Genesis of a Dragon pt. 10
Author's Note: On February 10, 2003, as I was writing this chapter, I found out about the passing of former WWE Intercontinental Champion Curt "Mr. Perfect" Hennig. As a wrestling fan, I wish to dedicate this chapter to him, one of the best technical wrestlers around. He will be missed.
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Dear Journal,
Well, you won't believe this. My life was saved by these four dragons who are fighting in a war against this very evil dragon named Tyrannis. Their leader is Rancor. His parents, the king and queen of the Dragon Kingdom, were killed by him while he was in charge of their Royal Guard. He told me and the other mutants in town that Tyrannis wants to conquer both their and my world. He's already succeeded in conquering the Dragon Kingdom, and now he wants our world. Rancor told us that a wizard exiled all dragons to a parallel universe during the Medieval Age, and Tyrannis wants revenge on the humans for that. He is also after the Amulet of the Gods, a mystical artifact that can turn the user into a living god. Rancor has one half of the amulet, but the Professor and the X-Men agreed to hold on to it. Tyrannis has the other half of it. I fear if Tyrannis gets the amulet, he can't be stopped. Not even by me.
-Jake "Dragon" Wildfire
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Jake Wildfire sat on the mansion roof, staring at the stars. He had a lot on his mind.
"Why me?" Jake thought. "Why me? Why is it my destiny to face an evil tyrant and save two worlds? Why do I have to do this? I was just a normal kid...well, a normal mutant kid, before all this stuff..." Jake sighed. "I don't know. What if I fail? What if I can't do it? Those dragons have placed all their faith in me, and I can let 'em down. But, what if they made a mistake? What if I am not their destined hero and savior?"
"Troubles, Chosen One?" A voice asked. Jake turned around and saw Rancor standing on the other side of the roof.
"How'd you get up here?" Jake asked. Rancor laughed.
"I flew. Most dragons can do that." The warrior prince smirked. "Something troubles you, Jake?"
"Yeah." Dragon sighed. "I can't believe that I am the object of this prophecy. I mean...what if I fail you guys? You dragons are counting on me so much. You really believe that I can defeat this Tyrannis guy." Jake paused for a moment. "I don't know if I can do it. I know what's on the line. I mean, both our worlds are in deep trouble. Your world is under his thumb already."
"I know." Rancor sighed. He looked over at Jake. "I know."
"I don't think I can be the Chosen One. I know it's my destiny, but I can't do it. It's...well, I think it can't be done by someone like me. How do you expect me, the son of a pro wrestler from Boston, a regular kid who has flame breath, to defeat a dragon? Based on my seeing you fight, Rancor, I've deduced that dragons are generally, physically stronger."
"True. The averaged dragon possesses 2.5 times the strength of the average human." Rancor replied.
"The odds are so stacked against me. It's like a 200-pound man going into a match against three 600-pound guys! There's no way for the smaller guy, in this case, me, to win!"
"Never underestimate your ability." Rancor replied. "You possess a big advantage over Tyrannis. You have your Prophets backing you up."
"But Rogue's absorbing powers are useless against dragons! She's a good fighter, but she didn't stand much of a chance against that blue dragon."
"True, but as a Prophet, she is duty-bound to be there for you."
"Why is she a Prophet? Why are Toad and Foxfire Prophets?"
"Rogue is a Prophet because of her love for you. That love has given you confidence in yourself. Toad and Fox are Prophets because they are your friends. As your friends, they are duty-bound to support and stand by you. You would do the same for them."
"That's true." Jake then had an idea. "Could I bring some of the X-Men and Brotherhood with me?" Rancor thought it over for a second.
"Well...nothing in the prophecies say anything against it. I guess we could bring a couple more to back us up." Rancor smiled.
"Yeah..." Jake said, sighing.
"You still doubt you can do it." Rancor understood. "You still doubt you can live up to your destiny."
"Yeah, I do." Jake said. "I'm just a wrestler. I'm no great hero."
"What does your background have to do with your ability to be a hero?" Rancor asked. "We dragons have a saying: Sometimes the greatest of heroes can come from the humblest of beginnings."
"But I can't be a savior!"
"Jake..." The blue dragon looked at him. "The gods would not write a prophecy about you if they believed you couldn't be the object of a prophecy. The gods believe you can be a savior." Rancor noticed Gwen and Rogue sitting at the pool, engaged in their own conversation. "If I know Guinevere and Rogue, they believe in you." Jake groaned. "I believe in you." Rancor stood up and placed a clawed hand on Jake. "You can do this, Jake. You have a great destiny ahead of you. You have your friends. They are your allies." Rancor then stared at Guinevere.
"What are you looking at, Rancor?" Jake asked. Rancor glared. "Sorry...Your Majesty."
"You are a friend. I would certainly allow the Chosen One to refer to me by name."
"Then why'd you look at me like that?" Jake scratched his head.
"Nothing." Rancor looked away. "Nothing at all."
"Are you...you're..." Jake looked at Rancor, then at the girls. "You...you're...you're blushing, aren't you?" Jake saw the light pink mix with Rancor's blue scales on his cheeks.
"Certainly not!" Rancor snapped.
"Yeah you are. I've blushed like that many times." Jake grinned. "You have a crush on Gwen, huh?"
"Nonsense! I've known Guinevere ever since we were hatchlings! My bond with her is strictly of friendship! Nothing more!"
"Uh huh." Jake nodded his head smiling. "Uh huh." Rancor growled.
"Grrrmble..." Rancor growled, blushing. Jake laughed.
"Yeah. I felt the same way when I was teased about me and Rogue." Jake smiled, running his hand through his red hair. "Very defensive." The Prince of Dragons sighed.
"I guess you're right." Rancor shook his head. "I guess even my heart can't stand up against the charms of a beautiful woman."
"Yeah..." Jake looked at the girls. "Who knows what they're talking about."
"Only the Gods do." Rancor smiled. "This must be a lot for you."
"Yeah." Jake closed his eyes. "It is. I find out that I was part of a legend that said that I was destined to save a world of dragons and my home from an evil tyrant, my two best friends and my girlfriend are destined to be my guides. I don't know if I can do it."
"I'm very sure you can, Jake Wildfire." Rancor responded. "You don't realize what you are truly capable of. Think about it. Because of you, hatreds between the X-Men and the Brotherhood have cooled down considerably."
"Barely." Jake sighed. "I just think it's silly."
"You are indeed a wiser mutant in that aspect." Rancor replied.
"I have no feeling towards wither group." Jake explained. "I guess I see something different. My whole life, I've seen my dad engage in storyline feuds with guys like the Iron Sheik, Razor Ramon, Mr. Perfect, and most recently Chris Jericho." Jake shrugged. "Maybe watching all those made-up rivalries made me think about how real ones work. If you took a look, it's all personal hatreds. Lance hates Scott. Evan hates Pietro. Kurt hates Todd. Fox thinks he's better than everybody else. Why can't they see that this whole 'X-Men vs. Brotherhood' stuff is all just a bunch of personal rivalries that all happened to ended up threaded together?"
"I don't know." Rancor shrugged. "All I can say is that personal hatreds are hard to overcome. You cannot force them."
"I know, but these guys take it too seriously."
"They must overcome it on their own. You can help them, but you cannot make them ditch their hatreds. They have to do that themselves."
"I suppose. I'm stuck as the negotiator." Jake shrugged.
"Don't tell Gwen that...you know." Rancor blushed. "I think it'd be better if I told her myself."
"Sure." Jake smiled. "If you decide to tell her."
"Hey!" Rancor playfully cried. As the two of them were conversing, Rogue and Guinevere were talking to each other.
"Mah God." Rogue shook her head. "Ah can't believe you, Gwen." The pink dragon was laughing her head off.
"I know!" She laughed. Rogue decided to change the subject. "So...How about that Rancor?"
"What about Rancor?" Gwen blushed. Rogue smirked.
"You like him."
"I don't have a...uh...what do you humans call it?"
"A crush." Rogue told her.
"Yeah. I don't have one of those on Rancor!" Gwen said.
"Yeah ya do." Rogue smirked. "Ah could tell. Ah may not have Jean's telepathy, but Ah don't need it to see you like him. Ah didn't wanna admit Ah liked Jake either." Gwen growled.
"Whatever." Gwen grumbled, the pink scales on her cheeks turning red. "Whatever." The warrior got up and walked off. "We have to go to the Dragon Kingdom soon."
"Ah know." Rogue sighed. "Ah can't believe Ah'm part of an old prophecy." Gwen smirked.
"Yeah. I can't believe it either." She then heard yelling, roaring, and screaming. Gwen shook her head. "Windrazor and Quicksilver are having an argument."
"No surprise." Rogue grumbled. "Gwen..."
"Yeah?"
"Ah don't know. Ah don't think I can fulfill the prophecy...well, mah part, anyway."
"What makes you say that?" Gwen inquired.
"Ah don't know what mah part is, or Fox's. Or Toad's."
"Your part? In the prophecies, you're the Chosen One's lover. The one he can turn to and know will always be behind him, no matter what. Foxfire is the Warrior. He fights alongside him." Gwen thought up another way to explain it. "It's like the sport Jake loves: Wrestling. Foxfire is his destined tag team partner. Toad...He's the Sage."
"Sage? Toad? Those two words do not fit together, Guinevere." Rogue sighed. "Toad is not very wise."
"Toad is wiser than you think, Rogue." Gwen reminded. "He has seen both the dark and bright sides of life in a way no else has. Fate has made sure of that. In the prophecies, Toad's duty is to provide the Chosen One with advice, and friendship."
"You dragons actually believe that Toad possesses wisdom?" Rogue asked in an amazed manner. Gwen nodded. "Ah'm beginning to agree with Pietro. Ah can understand me as the Lover, and Foxfire as the Warrior, but Toad as the Sage?"
"Think, Rogue." Gwen said. "Think. Who does Jake go to for advice?"
"Toad. Ah don't know why, but he always goes to Toad. It's like Jake knows of some deep hidden wisdom that he has." Rogue thought for a moment. "You believe that Toad possesses great power underneath the slime and stench."
"Indeed. You do too. So does Foxfire." Guinevere smiled. "All three Prophets possess great hidden powers underneath."
"Are you saying that our mutations will grow?"
"I'm not saying that. It could be anything." Gwen replied. "Remember, we must go back to the Dragon Kingdom soon." Rogue sighed and stared into the sky. "What's wrong?"
"Ah've never felt like this before." Rogue sighed. "Ah'm...well...Ah'm scared outta mah mind. For Jake. Ah'm afraid something bad will happen to him." Gwen put a consoling hand on Rogue's shoulder. "What if Jake gets hurt or something?"
"That won't happen." Gwen reassured Rogue. "It won't happen at all. Rancor, myself, Windrazor, and father will be with him, as well as Foxfire and Toad. So will you."
"Do Ah have to come?"
"Jake will need you. You gave him confidence. Without all three Prophets, the Chosen One will not be at his full strength."
"Wait a minute, Ah'm beginning to see a pattern here." Rogue realized. "The Prophets...they're extensions of the Chosen One, right? Toad's the Sage. He must be an extension of Jake's mind. Foxfire, as the Warrior, is the extension of his body. But what do Ah represent?"
"Simple." Gwen smiled. "As the Lover, you represent Jake's heart. You keep him from straying from his path. You know how the Chosen One is so willing to protect you." Rogue mulled over Gwen's statement. "You are correct about Todd and Jason. The mind, body, and heart hold deep power. So do the three of you. So Jake will need you. Without the heart, the mind and body cannot work together. You are the most important of the Prophets."
"Alright. You're right. Ah can't let Dragon down." Rogue got up. "Let's go." Later on, the four dragons were standing in a field. The X-Men and the Brotherhood were with them.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Professor." Rancor bowed. "But we must go. Jake and the others must do this and we have little time."
"I am still very worried abut this." The Professor said.
"Professor Xavier, I give you my sacred vow as a knight. The Chosen One and his prophets will remain safe." Windrazor boomed.
"No offense wings, but I think I'll come along and give 'em a hand." Logan smirked.
"It will be dangerous." Windrazor stated.
"I like danger." Wolverine unsheathed his claws.
"I'll come as well." Storm said. "My ability to control weather should be useful to you."
"Yeah." Gwen said.
"Me too. Besides, Rancor promised a feast." Blob smiled.
"Storm's powers can't touch the earth, so I'll come as well." Lance said.
"Me too!" Kitty agreed.
"No way!" Scott cried out. "Kitty, I know you are going because Alvers is going!"
"I hate to say this, but Summers has a point." Lance sighed. "Kitty, I don't want anything bad to happen to you. We don't know what'll happen or what's in that dragon world."
"Lance, I want to help." Kitty said. "No joke."
"Take it from me, Lance." Jake said. "You can't win an argument with a woman."
"Besides, Storm and I shouldn't be the only girls going on this trip." Gwen laughed. Lance sighed.
"Alright, alright." Avalanche caved in.
"I am coming as vell!" Kurt said. "Somebody has to keep Jake and Rogue in line."
"Kurt, Jake isn't like that!" Rogue grumbled.
"Be careful. All of you." Xavier said.
"We'll be fine, Professor." Foxfire laughed. "We're just going to another world, and beating up a bad guy. Nothing unusual. Besides, I am destined to be a hero. It's so appropriate. After all, only one as good-looking, charismatic, and great as I am is destined to do this."
"Dude, you're the Warrior. You help Jake fight. You're his sidekick." Toad laughed.
"Yeah, Foxfire. You are like my tag partner." Dragon said. Foxfire sighed.
"I get no respect." Pietro walked up to Dragon. Windrazor started growling.
"If anything happens to Rogue out there, Dragon...I'll take it out of your hide." Quicksilver threatened. He and Jake were standing nose to nose, despite the fact that Jake was a little taller than him.
"She'll be fine, Quicksilver. I'll make sure of it." Jake said. "Stay behind on this one."
"You can't tell me what to do." Quicksilver growled. "Windrazor may have my speed, but he isn't me."
"But I can be trusted." Windrazor sneered. "I have heard about you. How do we know that you wouldn't betray the Chosen One?"
"Pietro, we will need you to help the others guard the amulet half here." Gwen said. "We'll take care of Tyrannis." Pietro stared at Jake, then backed off.
"Let's go. We're needed desperately." Jake said. Tralos nodded. Out of his robes, he pulled out a jar of blue sand. He poured some on his clawed hand, and sprinkled it in a line on the ground. The dragon then chanted some ancient words, and the blue sand glowed. A blue-and-black swirling rectangle grew out of the glowing blue line.
"This portal leads to the Dragon Kingdom." Rancor said. "Once we go through, we cannot return until Tyrannis is defeated. Wolverine, Storm, Katherine, Lance, Frederick, Kurt, you can choose to stay here if you wish."
"We want to help." Fred said. "I was promised a feast."
"True." Rancor nodded. "I wouldn't be right to break a promise."
"You'll need help there." Logan said.
"Rogue's my sister." Kurt said. "I must be zere for her." Windrazor nodded sympathetically.
"I can understand that." The dragon knight sympathized.
"Professor, guard that amulet half with your life." Rancor said. "We will stop Tyrannis, at all costs. May the Gods protect you."
"Good Luck." The remaining mutants all said. The four dragons, Jake, Rogue, Foxfire, Toad, Blob, Avalanche, Shadowcat, Wolverine, Storm and Nightcrawler entered the portal, to a world unlike anything known, and to a destiny that could spell either prosperity or destruction for two dimensions.
How will Tyrannis react to all this? Can the dragons and mutants save their worlds? Will the Dragon Tyrant get his hands on the amulet half held by Xavier? Find out in Genesis of a Dragon, pt. 11!!!
Author's Note: On February 10, 2003, as I was writing this chapter, I found out about the passing of former WWE Intercontinental Champion Curt "Mr. Perfect" Hennig. As a wrestling fan, I wish to dedicate this chapter to him, one of the best technical wrestlers around. He will be missed.
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Dear Journal,
Well, you won't believe this. My life was saved by these four dragons who are fighting in a war against this very evil dragon named Tyrannis. Their leader is Rancor. His parents, the king and queen of the Dragon Kingdom, were killed by him while he was in charge of their Royal Guard. He told me and the other mutants in town that Tyrannis wants to conquer both their and my world. He's already succeeded in conquering the Dragon Kingdom, and now he wants our world. Rancor told us that a wizard exiled all dragons to a parallel universe during the Medieval Age, and Tyrannis wants revenge on the humans for that. He is also after the Amulet of the Gods, a mystical artifact that can turn the user into a living god. Rancor has one half of the amulet, but the Professor and the X-Men agreed to hold on to it. Tyrannis has the other half of it. I fear if Tyrannis gets the amulet, he can't be stopped. Not even by me.
-Jake "Dragon" Wildfire
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Jake Wildfire sat on the mansion roof, staring at the stars. He had a lot on his mind.
"Why me?" Jake thought. "Why me? Why is it my destiny to face an evil tyrant and save two worlds? Why do I have to do this? I was just a normal kid...well, a normal mutant kid, before all this stuff..." Jake sighed. "I don't know. What if I fail? What if I can't do it? Those dragons have placed all their faith in me, and I can let 'em down. But, what if they made a mistake? What if I am not their destined hero and savior?"
"Troubles, Chosen One?" A voice asked. Jake turned around and saw Rancor standing on the other side of the roof.
"How'd you get up here?" Jake asked. Rancor laughed.
"I flew. Most dragons can do that." The warrior prince smirked. "Something troubles you, Jake?"
"Yeah." Dragon sighed. "I can't believe that I am the object of this prophecy. I mean...what if I fail you guys? You dragons are counting on me so much. You really believe that I can defeat this Tyrannis guy." Jake paused for a moment. "I don't know if I can do it. I know what's on the line. I mean, both our worlds are in deep trouble. Your world is under his thumb already."
"I know." Rancor sighed. He looked over at Jake. "I know."
"I don't think I can be the Chosen One. I know it's my destiny, but I can't do it. It's...well, I think it can't be done by someone like me. How do you expect me, the son of a pro wrestler from Boston, a regular kid who has flame breath, to defeat a dragon? Based on my seeing you fight, Rancor, I've deduced that dragons are generally, physically stronger."
"True. The averaged dragon possesses 2.5 times the strength of the average human." Rancor replied.
"The odds are so stacked against me. It's like a 200-pound man going into a match against three 600-pound guys! There's no way for the smaller guy, in this case, me, to win!"
"Never underestimate your ability." Rancor replied. "You possess a big advantage over Tyrannis. You have your Prophets backing you up."
"But Rogue's absorbing powers are useless against dragons! She's a good fighter, but she didn't stand much of a chance against that blue dragon."
"True, but as a Prophet, she is duty-bound to be there for you."
"Why is she a Prophet? Why are Toad and Foxfire Prophets?"
"Rogue is a Prophet because of her love for you. That love has given you confidence in yourself. Toad and Fox are Prophets because they are your friends. As your friends, they are duty-bound to support and stand by you. You would do the same for them."
"That's true." Jake then had an idea. "Could I bring some of the X-Men and Brotherhood with me?" Rancor thought it over for a second.
"Well...nothing in the prophecies say anything against it. I guess we could bring a couple more to back us up." Rancor smiled.
"Yeah..." Jake said, sighing.
"You still doubt you can do it." Rancor understood. "You still doubt you can live up to your destiny."
"Yeah, I do." Jake said. "I'm just a wrestler. I'm no great hero."
"What does your background have to do with your ability to be a hero?" Rancor asked. "We dragons have a saying: Sometimes the greatest of heroes can come from the humblest of beginnings."
"But I can't be a savior!"
"Jake..." The blue dragon looked at him. "The gods would not write a prophecy about you if they believed you couldn't be the object of a prophecy. The gods believe you can be a savior." Rancor noticed Gwen and Rogue sitting at the pool, engaged in their own conversation. "If I know Guinevere and Rogue, they believe in you." Jake groaned. "I believe in you." Rancor stood up and placed a clawed hand on Jake. "You can do this, Jake. You have a great destiny ahead of you. You have your friends. They are your allies." Rancor then stared at Guinevere.
"What are you looking at, Rancor?" Jake asked. Rancor glared. "Sorry...Your Majesty."
"You are a friend. I would certainly allow the Chosen One to refer to me by name."
"Then why'd you look at me like that?" Jake scratched his head.
"Nothing." Rancor looked away. "Nothing at all."
"Are you...you're..." Jake looked at Rancor, then at the girls. "You...you're...you're blushing, aren't you?" Jake saw the light pink mix with Rancor's blue scales on his cheeks.
"Certainly not!" Rancor snapped.
"Yeah you are. I've blushed like that many times." Jake grinned. "You have a crush on Gwen, huh?"
"Nonsense! I've known Guinevere ever since we were hatchlings! My bond with her is strictly of friendship! Nothing more!"
"Uh huh." Jake nodded his head smiling. "Uh huh." Rancor growled.
"Grrrmble..." Rancor growled, blushing. Jake laughed.
"Yeah. I felt the same way when I was teased about me and Rogue." Jake smiled, running his hand through his red hair. "Very defensive." The Prince of Dragons sighed.
"I guess you're right." Rancor shook his head. "I guess even my heart can't stand up against the charms of a beautiful woman."
"Yeah..." Jake looked at the girls. "Who knows what they're talking about."
"Only the Gods do." Rancor smiled. "This must be a lot for you."
"Yeah." Jake closed his eyes. "It is. I find out that I was part of a legend that said that I was destined to save a world of dragons and my home from an evil tyrant, my two best friends and my girlfriend are destined to be my guides. I don't know if I can do it."
"I'm very sure you can, Jake Wildfire." Rancor responded. "You don't realize what you are truly capable of. Think about it. Because of you, hatreds between the X-Men and the Brotherhood have cooled down considerably."
"Barely." Jake sighed. "I just think it's silly."
"You are indeed a wiser mutant in that aspect." Rancor replied.
"I have no feeling towards wither group." Jake explained. "I guess I see something different. My whole life, I've seen my dad engage in storyline feuds with guys like the Iron Sheik, Razor Ramon, Mr. Perfect, and most recently Chris Jericho." Jake shrugged. "Maybe watching all those made-up rivalries made me think about how real ones work. If you took a look, it's all personal hatreds. Lance hates Scott. Evan hates Pietro. Kurt hates Todd. Fox thinks he's better than everybody else. Why can't they see that this whole 'X-Men vs. Brotherhood' stuff is all just a bunch of personal rivalries that all happened to ended up threaded together?"
"I don't know." Rancor shrugged. "All I can say is that personal hatreds are hard to overcome. You cannot force them."
"I know, but these guys take it too seriously."
"They must overcome it on their own. You can help them, but you cannot make them ditch their hatreds. They have to do that themselves."
"I suppose. I'm stuck as the negotiator." Jake shrugged.
"Don't tell Gwen that...you know." Rancor blushed. "I think it'd be better if I told her myself."
"Sure." Jake smiled. "If you decide to tell her."
"Hey!" Rancor playfully cried. As the two of them were conversing, Rogue and Guinevere were talking to each other.
"Mah God." Rogue shook her head. "Ah can't believe you, Gwen." The pink dragon was laughing her head off.
"I know!" She laughed. Rogue decided to change the subject. "So...How about that Rancor?"
"What about Rancor?" Gwen blushed. Rogue smirked.
"You like him."
"I don't have a...uh...what do you humans call it?"
"A crush." Rogue told her.
"Yeah. I don't have one of those on Rancor!" Gwen said.
"Yeah ya do." Rogue smirked. "Ah could tell. Ah may not have Jean's telepathy, but Ah don't need it to see you like him. Ah didn't wanna admit Ah liked Jake either." Gwen growled.
"Whatever." Gwen grumbled, the pink scales on her cheeks turning red. "Whatever." The warrior got up and walked off. "We have to go to the Dragon Kingdom soon."
"Ah know." Rogue sighed. "Ah can't believe Ah'm part of an old prophecy." Gwen smirked.
"Yeah. I can't believe it either." She then heard yelling, roaring, and screaming. Gwen shook her head. "Windrazor and Quicksilver are having an argument."
"No surprise." Rogue grumbled. "Gwen..."
"Yeah?"
"Ah don't know. Ah don't think I can fulfill the prophecy...well, mah part, anyway."
"What makes you say that?" Gwen inquired.
"Ah don't know what mah part is, or Fox's. Or Toad's."
"Your part? In the prophecies, you're the Chosen One's lover. The one he can turn to and know will always be behind him, no matter what. Foxfire is the Warrior. He fights alongside him." Gwen thought up another way to explain it. "It's like the sport Jake loves: Wrestling. Foxfire is his destined tag team partner. Toad...He's the Sage."
"Sage? Toad? Those two words do not fit together, Guinevere." Rogue sighed. "Toad is not very wise."
"Toad is wiser than you think, Rogue." Gwen reminded. "He has seen both the dark and bright sides of life in a way no else has. Fate has made sure of that. In the prophecies, Toad's duty is to provide the Chosen One with advice, and friendship."
"You dragons actually believe that Toad possesses wisdom?" Rogue asked in an amazed manner. Gwen nodded. "Ah'm beginning to agree with Pietro. Ah can understand me as the Lover, and Foxfire as the Warrior, but Toad as the Sage?"
"Think, Rogue." Gwen said. "Think. Who does Jake go to for advice?"
"Toad. Ah don't know why, but he always goes to Toad. It's like Jake knows of some deep hidden wisdom that he has." Rogue thought for a moment. "You believe that Toad possesses great power underneath the slime and stench."
"Indeed. You do too. So does Foxfire." Guinevere smiled. "All three Prophets possess great hidden powers underneath."
"Are you saying that our mutations will grow?"
"I'm not saying that. It could be anything." Gwen replied. "Remember, we must go back to the Dragon Kingdom soon." Rogue sighed and stared into the sky. "What's wrong?"
"Ah've never felt like this before." Rogue sighed. "Ah'm...well...Ah'm scared outta mah mind. For Jake. Ah'm afraid something bad will happen to him." Gwen put a consoling hand on Rogue's shoulder. "What if Jake gets hurt or something?"
"That won't happen." Gwen reassured Rogue. "It won't happen at all. Rancor, myself, Windrazor, and father will be with him, as well as Foxfire and Toad. So will you."
"Do Ah have to come?"
"Jake will need you. You gave him confidence. Without all three Prophets, the Chosen One will not be at his full strength."
"Wait a minute, Ah'm beginning to see a pattern here." Rogue realized. "The Prophets...they're extensions of the Chosen One, right? Toad's the Sage. He must be an extension of Jake's mind. Foxfire, as the Warrior, is the extension of his body. But what do Ah represent?"
"Simple." Gwen smiled. "As the Lover, you represent Jake's heart. You keep him from straying from his path. You know how the Chosen One is so willing to protect you." Rogue mulled over Gwen's statement. "You are correct about Todd and Jason. The mind, body, and heart hold deep power. So do the three of you. So Jake will need you. Without the heart, the mind and body cannot work together. You are the most important of the Prophets."
"Alright. You're right. Ah can't let Dragon down." Rogue got up. "Let's go." Later on, the four dragons were standing in a field. The X-Men and the Brotherhood were with them.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Professor." Rancor bowed. "But we must go. Jake and the others must do this and we have little time."
"I am still very worried abut this." The Professor said.
"Professor Xavier, I give you my sacred vow as a knight. The Chosen One and his prophets will remain safe." Windrazor boomed.
"No offense wings, but I think I'll come along and give 'em a hand." Logan smirked.
"It will be dangerous." Windrazor stated.
"I like danger." Wolverine unsheathed his claws.
"I'll come as well." Storm said. "My ability to control weather should be useful to you."
"Yeah." Gwen said.
"Me too. Besides, Rancor promised a feast." Blob smiled.
"Storm's powers can't touch the earth, so I'll come as well." Lance said.
"Me too!" Kitty agreed.
"No way!" Scott cried out. "Kitty, I know you are going because Alvers is going!"
"I hate to say this, but Summers has a point." Lance sighed. "Kitty, I don't want anything bad to happen to you. We don't know what'll happen or what's in that dragon world."
"Lance, I want to help." Kitty said. "No joke."
"Take it from me, Lance." Jake said. "You can't win an argument with a woman."
"Besides, Storm and I shouldn't be the only girls going on this trip." Gwen laughed. Lance sighed.
"Alright, alright." Avalanche caved in.
"I am coming as vell!" Kurt said. "Somebody has to keep Jake and Rogue in line."
"Kurt, Jake isn't like that!" Rogue grumbled.
"Be careful. All of you." Xavier said.
"We'll be fine, Professor." Foxfire laughed. "We're just going to another world, and beating up a bad guy. Nothing unusual. Besides, I am destined to be a hero. It's so appropriate. After all, only one as good-looking, charismatic, and great as I am is destined to do this."
"Dude, you're the Warrior. You help Jake fight. You're his sidekick." Toad laughed.
"Yeah, Foxfire. You are like my tag partner." Dragon said. Foxfire sighed.
"I get no respect." Pietro walked up to Dragon. Windrazor started growling.
"If anything happens to Rogue out there, Dragon...I'll take it out of your hide." Quicksilver threatened. He and Jake were standing nose to nose, despite the fact that Jake was a little taller than him.
"She'll be fine, Quicksilver. I'll make sure of it." Jake said. "Stay behind on this one."
"You can't tell me what to do." Quicksilver growled. "Windrazor may have my speed, but he isn't me."
"But I can be trusted." Windrazor sneered. "I have heard about you. How do we know that you wouldn't betray the Chosen One?"
"Pietro, we will need you to help the others guard the amulet half here." Gwen said. "We'll take care of Tyrannis." Pietro stared at Jake, then backed off.
"Let's go. We're needed desperately." Jake said. Tralos nodded. Out of his robes, he pulled out a jar of blue sand. He poured some on his clawed hand, and sprinkled it in a line on the ground. The dragon then chanted some ancient words, and the blue sand glowed. A blue-and-black swirling rectangle grew out of the glowing blue line.
"This portal leads to the Dragon Kingdom." Rancor said. "Once we go through, we cannot return until Tyrannis is defeated. Wolverine, Storm, Katherine, Lance, Frederick, Kurt, you can choose to stay here if you wish."
"We want to help." Fred said. "I was promised a feast."
"True." Rancor nodded. "I wouldn't be right to break a promise."
"You'll need help there." Logan said.
"Rogue's my sister." Kurt said. "I must be zere for her." Windrazor nodded sympathetically.
"I can understand that." The dragon knight sympathized.
"Professor, guard that amulet half with your life." Rancor said. "We will stop Tyrannis, at all costs. May the Gods protect you."
"Good Luck." The remaining mutants all said. The four dragons, Jake, Rogue, Foxfire, Toad, Blob, Avalanche, Shadowcat, Wolverine, Storm and Nightcrawler entered the portal, to a world unlike anything known, and to a destiny that could spell either prosperity or destruction for two dimensions.
How will Tyrannis react to all this? Can the dragons and mutants save their worlds? Will the Dragon Tyrant get his hands on the amulet half held by Xavier? Find out in Genesis of a Dragon, pt. 11!!!