Genesis of a Dragon pt. 16
Disclaimer: "I am the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!" Bret Hart
Red Witch: Thanks for the encouragement! I could use some.
To Jc: Glad you like this fic! Believe it or not, this was the very first X- Men: Evo fic I ever did. I started on it a long time ago, and never got to finish it until now. I hope you like this chapter.
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"You pathetic child." Tyrannis smirked, unsheathing his sword. "You believe that a whelp like you can defeat me? I have handled that sword since before you were born. Dragons live very long lives, Jake Wildfire. I have had years of experience with the sword. This is probably your very first time wielding the blade." Jake glared at Tyrannis, despite the fact that he knew that the Dragon Warlord was right about Dragon's experience. Jake looked around with his eyes quickly. The others were too busy dealing with the mercenaries, Scarpena, and the metal soldiers.
"In legends, they say the red dragon was the strongest of all dragons." Jake replied. "Appropriate for me since I have red hair."
"A Red Dragon you are not!" Tyrannis raised his sword, ready to slash Jake's face. With a clang, Jake blocked the blow with his own sword.
"A Red Dragon I am!" Jake roared back, smacking Tyrannis's sword away from him, then knocking the Dragon Tyrant back with a hard right cross. "I'm from a family of fighters, Tyrannis! Battle is in my blood! Now I will show you that you never mess with a third-generation wrestler!" Jake speared Tyrannis off the platform, then brought the tyrant to his feet and smacked his head against the platform side. Tyrannis recovered quickly, taking Dragon down hard with a spinning back kick, adding on a slash across Jake's cheek from his tail as he went around. The recovering Dragon quickly put his fingers on his cheek and checked for blood.
"Not quite a great a warrior as you claim to be." Tyrannis smirked. Jake widened his eyes, then lunged forward, pulling the black dragon's legs from under him. "Gahh!" Tyrannis roared as his back hit the ground. Jake held up his legs, and put him in a Figure Four leglock. Tyrannis screamed in pain.
"Rancor! Grab the amulet halves!" Jake roared.
"Right!" Rancor lunged for the halves, but Scarpena kicked him away, only for her to end up ambushed by Gwen. Tyrannis blasted some flames from his mouth, forcing Dragon to release the hold as he moved to get out of the way.
"Yipe!" Jake jumped to his feet, Tyrannis not far behind.
"You have an odd fighting style." The Dragon Warlord noticed. He never heard of a Figure Four leglock.
"My family has used that style for five decades." Jake smirked. He was proud of his heritage in wrestling. "My family has become well known for it." Jake then spat a fireball in the Warlord's face. "I just cooked that one up." He jumped into the air, using his flight power to get some height, then nailed the Warlord with a kick.
"Rrgh!! GAAHH!!" Rancor had ambushed Tyrannis, hitting him between the shoulders with a two fisted blow. Tyrannis smacked him with a backhand blow. While he was distracted, Jake attempted to grab him in a sleeper hold. He managed to get the hold, but for a minute, as the Warlord threw him over his shoulders very hard.
"Ahh!!" Jake retched his spine in pain. With a laugh , Tyrannis confidently walked back to the platform, and was was about to pick up the amulet halves, when a pair of red-and-orange heat beams appeared out of nowhere, and blasted the Dragon Warlord in his armored chest, knocking back the screaming tyrant. Foxfire made himself visible with a laugh.
"You can't beat the Fabulous Foxfire!" He laughed arrogantly. "I'm so gorgeous, and so great. I easily got to you, lizard breath." A growling Tyrannis clutched his chest.
"You think a light show can stop me!" He roared. "I managed to take down the strongest dragon in the Kingdom, King Artrus, father of Rancor! He was a valiant warrior, but he was old, and weak." An enraged Rancor leapt to his feet and blasted Tyrannis with his fire breath.
"My father was not weak!" Rancor snarled. "You need your metal army to weaken and tire him before you could finally gather the courage to face him. You knew that if you faced him when he was ready, he would've taken your head!" Foxfire readied another heat blast, but Tyrannis was ready. With incredible speed, he leapt onto the platform and slashed Foxfire across the chest, leaving three bloody gashes.
"Ahhh!!!" Foxfire fell back, but he did manage to recover and whack the Dragon Tyrant with a hard right hook, then a kick to the face. Rancor and Jake jumped on the platform.
"Give it up, Tyrannis! You can't beat all three of us!" Rancor snarled. Tyrannis quickly grabbed his sword, spread his wings and took off into the air at high speed. "No!" Rancor and Jake grabbed their swords and took to the air after him. "Jake, we must take him down now! If he gets that amulet half, we're doomed!"
"Foxfire will guard those amulet halves with his life!" Jake assured. True to his hope, Fox had taken the amulet halves and put one half around his neck and the other he gripped tightly in his hand.
"Good luck, you guys." Fox smirked. His hand, the one that was not holding the amulet, glowed orange and red. Foxfire raised his fist, and fired a heat blast, attempting to shoot Tyrannis down.
"Gahh!!" Tyrannis gripped his cheek as the heat beam grazed it. He looked down. "Rrrr...You will fry for this, human!"
"Not today, buddy!" Jake smacked Tyrannis with a dive bomb punch. Rancor unsheathed his swords and slashed at Tyrannis. The Dragon Tyrant blocked with his own swords and spat a fireball. It went into a two-on-one aerial dogfight, with fire streams flying from the mouths of the two dragons and the Boston mutant. There was the clang of swords in the air as the flying blurs attempted to slash each other with swords at a high speed. Foxfire was like a land-to-air missile launcher, firing blasts of heat in the air, desperately trying to not hit his best friend and ally. The others had managed to deal with the metal soldiers, and they watched the fight, while trying to fend off the four mercenaries and the Dragon Sorceress.
"Fox, don't let anyone near that amulet!" Logan snapped.
"Yeah, yeah." Fox replied cockily. He didn't see Scarpena behind him.
"Fox, look out!" Lance yelled.
"Wha--?" Fox turned around and saw Scarpena with a dagger. "Hey!"
"No!" Toad leapt up and kicked Scarpena. The purple dragon got winded, causing her to stab herself with it. It was not a fatal wound, but it did occupy her for a second. Fox angrily kicked her off the platform.
"Take that, you overgrown gecko!" Fox and Toad snapped, but something happened. The sorceress blasted them with a magical attack, knocking them over. Scarpena grabbed the amulet halves from Foxfire.
"Humans. So predictable." She smirked.
"No!" Tralos leapt from the platform, staff ready to strike. Scarpena growled.
"You old fool!" She roared. She threw some dust in Tralos's eyes, making the old red dragon scream in pain. He slowly stopped moving, until he froze in place. Scarpena took to the air, carrying the amulet halves.
"Scarpena's got the amulet!" Gwen realized.
"C'mon!" Rogue said. Gwen let Rogue on her back, and the two flew into the air in hot pursuit. Scarpena saw them coming, and she fired a stream of flames from her mouth. "Gwen!"
"On it!" Gwen dodged and fired her flame breath back. Scarpena sped up, Gwen in hot pursuit. Jake, Rancor, and Tyrannis continued their aerial dogfight of flames, punches, kicks and swords.
The fight's being kicked up a notch! Will Tyrannis get his claws on the amulet? Can our merry mutants and daring dragons stop the Dragon Warlord? Find out in the next exciting chapter!
Disclaimer: "I am the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!" Bret Hart
Red Witch: Thanks for the encouragement! I could use some.
To Jc: Glad you like this fic! Believe it or not, this was the very first X- Men: Evo fic I ever did. I started on it a long time ago, and never got to finish it until now. I hope you like this chapter.
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"You pathetic child." Tyrannis smirked, unsheathing his sword. "You believe that a whelp like you can defeat me? I have handled that sword since before you were born. Dragons live very long lives, Jake Wildfire. I have had years of experience with the sword. This is probably your very first time wielding the blade." Jake glared at Tyrannis, despite the fact that he knew that the Dragon Warlord was right about Dragon's experience. Jake looked around with his eyes quickly. The others were too busy dealing with the mercenaries, Scarpena, and the metal soldiers.
"In legends, they say the red dragon was the strongest of all dragons." Jake replied. "Appropriate for me since I have red hair."
"A Red Dragon you are not!" Tyrannis raised his sword, ready to slash Jake's face. With a clang, Jake blocked the blow with his own sword.
"A Red Dragon I am!" Jake roared back, smacking Tyrannis's sword away from him, then knocking the Dragon Tyrant back with a hard right cross. "I'm from a family of fighters, Tyrannis! Battle is in my blood! Now I will show you that you never mess with a third-generation wrestler!" Jake speared Tyrannis off the platform, then brought the tyrant to his feet and smacked his head against the platform side. Tyrannis recovered quickly, taking Dragon down hard with a spinning back kick, adding on a slash across Jake's cheek from his tail as he went around. The recovering Dragon quickly put his fingers on his cheek and checked for blood.
"Not quite a great a warrior as you claim to be." Tyrannis smirked. Jake widened his eyes, then lunged forward, pulling the black dragon's legs from under him. "Gahh!" Tyrannis roared as his back hit the ground. Jake held up his legs, and put him in a Figure Four leglock. Tyrannis screamed in pain.
"Rancor! Grab the amulet halves!" Jake roared.
"Right!" Rancor lunged for the halves, but Scarpena kicked him away, only for her to end up ambushed by Gwen. Tyrannis blasted some flames from his mouth, forcing Dragon to release the hold as he moved to get out of the way.
"Yipe!" Jake jumped to his feet, Tyrannis not far behind.
"You have an odd fighting style." The Dragon Warlord noticed. He never heard of a Figure Four leglock.
"My family has used that style for five decades." Jake smirked. He was proud of his heritage in wrestling. "My family has become well known for it." Jake then spat a fireball in the Warlord's face. "I just cooked that one up." He jumped into the air, using his flight power to get some height, then nailed the Warlord with a kick.
"Rrgh!! GAAHH!!" Rancor had ambushed Tyrannis, hitting him between the shoulders with a two fisted blow. Tyrannis smacked him with a backhand blow. While he was distracted, Jake attempted to grab him in a sleeper hold. He managed to get the hold, but for a minute, as the Warlord threw him over his shoulders very hard.
"Ahh!!" Jake retched his spine in pain. With a laugh , Tyrannis confidently walked back to the platform, and was was about to pick up the amulet halves, when a pair of red-and-orange heat beams appeared out of nowhere, and blasted the Dragon Warlord in his armored chest, knocking back the screaming tyrant. Foxfire made himself visible with a laugh.
"You can't beat the Fabulous Foxfire!" He laughed arrogantly. "I'm so gorgeous, and so great. I easily got to you, lizard breath." A growling Tyrannis clutched his chest.
"You think a light show can stop me!" He roared. "I managed to take down the strongest dragon in the Kingdom, King Artrus, father of Rancor! He was a valiant warrior, but he was old, and weak." An enraged Rancor leapt to his feet and blasted Tyrannis with his fire breath.
"My father was not weak!" Rancor snarled. "You need your metal army to weaken and tire him before you could finally gather the courage to face him. You knew that if you faced him when he was ready, he would've taken your head!" Foxfire readied another heat blast, but Tyrannis was ready. With incredible speed, he leapt onto the platform and slashed Foxfire across the chest, leaving three bloody gashes.
"Ahhh!!!" Foxfire fell back, but he did manage to recover and whack the Dragon Tyrant with a hard right hook, then a kick to the face. Rancor and Jake jumped on the platform.
"Give it up, Tyrannis! You can't beat all three of us!" Rancor snarled. Tyrannis quickly grabbed his sword, spread his wings and took off into the air at high speed. "No!" Rancor and Jake grabbed their swords and took to the air after him. "Jake, we must take him down now! If he gets that amulet half, we're doomed!"
"Foxfire will guard those amulet halves with his life!" Jake assured. True to his hope, Fox had taken the amulet halves and put one half around his neck and the other he gripped tightly in his hand.
"Good luck, you guys." Fox smirked. His hand, the one that was not holding the amulet, glowed orange and red. Foxfire raised his fist, and fired a heat blast, attempting to shoot Tyrannis down.
"Gahh!!" Tyrannis gripped his cheek as the heat beam grazed it. He looked down. "Rrrr...You will fry for this, human!"
"Not today, buddy!" Jake smacked Tyrannis with a dive bomb punch. Rancor unsheathed his swords and slashed at Tyrannis. The Dragon Tyrant blocked with his own swords and spat a fireball. It went into a two-on-one aerial dogfight, with fire streams flying from the mouths of the two dragons and the Boston mutant. There was the clang of swords in the air as the flying blurs attempted to slash each other with swords at a high speed. Foxfire was like a land-to-air missile launcher, firing blasts of heat in the air, desperately trying to not hit his best friend and ally. The others had managed to deal with the metal soldiers, and they watched the fight, while trying to fend off the four mercenaries and the Dragon Sorceress.
"Fox, don't let anyone near that amulet!" Logan snapped.
"Yeah, yeah." Fox replied cockily. He didn't see Scarpena behind him.
"Fox, look out!" Lance yelled.
"Wha--?" Fox turned around and saw Scarpena with a dagger. "Hey!"
"No!" Toad leapt up and kicked Scarpena. The purple dragon got winded, causing her to stab herself with it. It was not a fatal wound, but it did occupy her for a second. Fox angrily kicked her off the platform.
"Take that, you overgrown gecko!" Fox and Toad snapped, but something happened. The sorceress blasted them with a magical attack, knocking them over. Scarpena grabbed the amulet halves from Foxfire.
"Humans. So predictable." She smirked.
"No!" Tralos leapt from the platform, staff ready to strike. Scarpena growled.
"You old fool!" She roared. She threw some dust in Tralos's eyes, making the old red dragon scream in pain. He slowly stopped moving, until he froze in place. Scarpena took to the air, carrying the amulet halves.
"Scarpena's got the amulet!" Gwen realized.
"C'mon!" Rogue said. Gwen let Rogue on her back, and the two flew into the air in hot pursuit. Scarpena saw them coming, and she fired a stream of flames from her mouth. "Gwen!"
"On it!" Gwen dodged and fired her flame breath back. Scarpena sped up, Gwen in hot pursuit. Jake, Rancor, and Tyrannis continued their aerial dogfight of flames, punches, kicks and swords.
The fight's being kicked up a notch! Will Tyrannis get his claws on the amulet? Can our merry mutants and daring dragons stop the Dragon Warlord? Find out in the next exciting chapter!