Genesis of a Dragon pt. 17
Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to the memories of two legends in pro wrestling: Stu Hart and "Classy" Freddie Blassie. Stu Hart played a hand in training wrestling legends like Bret and Owen Hart, and Chris Benoit. The basement of his home became infamous as the Dungeon. "Classy" Freddie Blassie was one of the greatest heel wrestlers and mangers of all time. He coined a term that is still used today, and his quick wit had made him the man that wrestling fans loved to hate for several decades.
Disclaimer: "You pencil-necked geek!" -"Classy" Freddie Blassie
To Red Witch: Oh, man! You really need to cut back on the old cappuccino or frappuccino or whatever coffee you drink. Here's some more for you!
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Dear Journal,
We managed to make it back home, and just in time! Tyrannis was about to unite the two halves of the Amulet of the Gods, giving him near-infinite power! We engaged in a desperate battle. Rancor and I took to the air in hopes of taking him down from the skies. However, Foxfire was ambushed by Scarpena, and now the amulet halves are flying into his very claws! Gwen and Rogue are after the halves, but Scarpena is hot on their tail, and there's nothing I can do about it! Aw, man! As if things can't get any worse!
-- Jake "Dragon" Wildfire
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"C'mon...C'mon..." Gwen reached desperately for the amulet halves, Rogue on her back.
"RAHHH!!!!" Scarpena roared. The Dragon Sorceress had slammed Gwen with her staff! The impact knocked the wind out of Gwen, and Rogue off her back.
"Rogue!" Gwen huffed. She got laid out with a staff shot to the head.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Rogue screamed.
"No!!" Jake tried to dive bomb after her, but Tyrannis slammed Jake from behind. Rogue screamed as she fell, until something strange happened. The southerner's body started glowing a bright green, until she stopped falling. In mid-air.
"Whoa." Rogue breathed. {What's happening to me? Ah'm...Ah'm...floating.} "What's going on here!?!?!"
"The Jewel! She gained the ability to fly somehow! Like a bird!" Rancor exclaimed.
"So the wench can hover a few feet." Tyrannis snarled. "She's still a ARRRRGHHH!!!!" An angered Jake had slashed Tyrannis across the chest.
"Call her that again, and I'll run you through!" Dragon threatened angrily, eyes glowing blue.
"Just like the knights of yore. Defending the fair maiden's honor." Rancor noticed something. He shot a look and a small smirk to Jake. Dragon picked it up. "Protecting the fair damsel in distress, huh?" He felt a tug at his tail. Tyrannis turned and saw Rogue hovering behind him, holding his tail. She looked at him in a demeaning manner.
"You think Ah'm a damsel in distress, huh?" Rogue said. She then gave a mocking smile. "Well, Ah am a damsel, but you're the one in distress!" She started twirling Tyrannis around in midair, spinning around and around.
"Hey! WHOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!" Tyrannis screamed as Rogue spun him around. She let him go, causing him to crash into the ground at high speed. "OWW!!!" He got up, wiping some blood off his lower lip. The Dragon Tyrant started to snarl as Rancor finally caught the amulet halves.
"Not as mighty as you perceive yourself, aye Tyrannis?" Rancor smirked. Tyrannis, with an enraged roar, jumped back into the air, dodging heat beams from a recovered Foxfire. Tyrannis raged towards Rancor.
"I shall not be denied of my destiny!" Tyrannis roared. Rancor handed the amulet halves to Jake, and the two dragons started a midair swordfight.
"Jake, you and Rogue protect that amulet! Get it somewhere safe!" Rancor roared.
"Right!" Jake flew back to the ground, Rogue not far behind. They flew back to the platform, where Foxfire stood.
"Well? The others are fighting Tyrannis's army. What do we do now?" Fox asked. Jake stared at him intensly.
"Protect the amulet." Jake said simply. Todd climbed on the platform.
"What's up, yo?" He asked. Scarpena snuck up behind the four and threw some dust. "Does anyone feel tired?"
"Yeah..." Jake suddenly found it difficult to stay awake.
"Ah wanna sleep real bad." Rogue yawned.
"Man, I wanna go to Dreamland with all my women." Fox yawned.
"That's definitely a dream." Jake's eyelids felt like lead weights. Scarpena smirked evilly.
"About time." The Dragon Sorceress smirked. She took the amulet halves from Jake and flew off. Windrazor and Gwen saw this.
"No!" They cried out. The two dragons took to the air. Windrazor used his superior speed to catch up to Scarpena first.
"Unhand those artifacts, you wench!" Windrazor roared, ready to slice Scarpena's head off. The purple dragon smirked. She used her staff to create a blinding flash of light to blind the two dragons. Rogue flew up to the purple dragon, only to fall to the same tactic. She flew towards the sword-fighting Rancor and Tyrannis. Rancor turned in shock.
"You wench, drop that amulet now AAAAAAAGH!!!" Tyrannis blasted Rancor in the back with a jet of flame breath. The flame breath smashed the Prince of Dragons into the ground. The X-Men, in a reprieve from their fight, watched Scarpena fly up to Draconis with the amulet halves.
"No!!" Jean tried to yank away the halves with her TK. Scarpena felt the tug, and her eyes flashed purple, as did Jean's. Jean rolled her eyes, and with a grunt, fell over.
"Jean!" Scott managed to grab Jean. All the mutants with projectile powers fired at Scarpena, but she put up a mystical forcefield over herself and Draconis. The projectiles were reflected away. Scarpena waved her hand, and the field turned into an arc of energy with a TWIZZ sound. With a screech, the wave hit the mutants!
"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!"
"My destiny has come at last." Draconis smiled evilly as he took the halves. He put one around his neck, and put the other half together, forming the whole amulet. "AAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!" The Dragon Tyrant screamed. His body was covered in a golden glow. "Yes..." He laughed as the weakened mutants and their allies got up. The Chosen One and the Prophets could barely stand, trying to fight off Scarpena's sleep spell. "I can feel the power flowing through my veins! I can feel the Gods giving their power to me! I can feel the entire universe! I am...becoming that power! Becoming one with the cosmos! Becoming more than mere flesh and blood...more than life itself...I, Tyrannis, am now and forever, A GOD!!!!" With those words, Draconis arched his head back and roared, his body's bright golden glow intensifying. When it stopped, Tyrannis's armor turned solid gold, with a silver fearsome-looking dragon on the chest, a silver cape, and a helmet with a curved blade on the top of it. His armor had curved blades on the shoulders, and retractable blades on the forearms. The X-Men and their allies looked on in shock.
"No..." Rancor moaned as he looked up. "By the Gods, no..."
"Rancor, you failed. Just like I predicted." Tyrannis floated down to the platform, smiling at all the heroes. "After I destroy these pathetic creatures, and the Chosen One. I will kill you, where you'll answer to your father for the rest of your days for your failures." The Dragon Warlord laughed as he walked to the sleepy Chosen One.
"Come, Chosen One. Your destiny ends now. Scarpena, release him from the spell! I think as a fighter, he'd enjoy the challenge of facing a god."
Oh no! Tyrannis has become a god! What'll the X-men, the Dragons, and their allies do now? Can he be stopped? Can Jake fulfill his destiny? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!
Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to the memories of two legends in pro wrestling: Stu Hart and "Classy" Freddie Blassie. Stu Hart played a hand in training wrestling legends like Bret and Owen Hart, and Chris Benoit. The basement of his home became infamous as the Dungeon. "Classy" Freddie Blassie was one of the greatest heel wrestlers and mangers of all time. He coined a term that is still used today, and his quick wit had made him the man that wrestling fans loved to hate for several decades.
Disclaimer: "You pencil-necked geek!" -"Classy" Freddie Blassie
To Red Witch: Oh, man! You really need to cut back on the old cappuccino or frappuccino or whatever coffee you drink. Here's some more for you!
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Dear Journal,
We managed to make it back home, and just in time! Tyrannis was about to unite the two halves of the Amulet of the Gods, giving him near-infinite power! We engaged in a desperate battle. Rancor and I took to the air in hopes of taking him down from the skies. However, Foxfire was ambushed by Scarpena, and now the amulet halves are flying into his very claws! Gwen and Rogue are after the halves, but Scarpena is hot on their tail, and there's nothing I can do about it! Aw, man! As if things can't get any worse!
-- Jake "Dragon" Wildfire
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"C'mon...C'mon..." Gwen reached desperately for the amulet halves, Rogue on her back.
"RAHHH!!!!" Scarpena roared. The Dragon Sorceress had slammed Gwen with her staff! The impact knocked the wind out of Gwen, and Rogue off her back.
"Rogue!" Gwen huffed. She got laid out with a staff shot to the head.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Rogue screamed.
"No!!" Jake tried to dive bomb after her, but Tyrannis slammed Jake from behind. Rogue screamed as she fell, until something strange happened. The southerner's body started glowing a bright green, until she stopped falling. In mid-air.
"Whoa." Rogue breathed. {What's happening to me? Ah'm...Ah'm...floating.} "What's going on here!?!?!"
"The Jewel! She gained the ability to fly somehow! Like a bird!" Rancor exclaimed.
"So the wench can hover a few feet." Tyrannis snarled. "She's still a ARRRRGHHH!!!!" An angered Jake had slashed Tyrannis across the chest.
"Call her that again, and I'll run you through!" Dragon threatened angrily, eyes glowing blue.
"Just like the knights of yore. Defending the fair maiden's honor." Rancor noticed something. He shot a look and a small smirk to Jake. Dragon picked it up. "Protecting the fair damsel in distress, huh?" He felt a tug at his tail. Tyrannis turned and saw Rogue hovering behind him, holding his tail. She looked at him in a demeaning manner.
"You think Ah'm a damsel in distress, huh?" Rogue said. She then gave a mocking smile. "Well, Ah am a damsel, but you're the one in distress!" She started twirling Tyrannis around in midair, spinning around and around.
"Hey! WHOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!" Tyrannis screamed as Rogue spun him around. She let him go, causing him to crash into the ground at high speed. "OWW!!!" He got up, wiping some blood off his lower lip. The Dragon Tyrant started to snarl as Rancor finally caught the amulet halves.
"Not as mighty as you perceive yourself, aye Tyrannis?" Rancor smirked. Tyrannis, with an enraged roar, jumped back into the air, dodging heat beams from a recovered Foxfire. Tyrannis raged towards Rancor.
"I shall not be denied of my destiny!" Tyrannis roared. Rancor handed the amulet halves to Jake, and the two dragons started a midair swordfight.
"Jake, you and Rogue protect that amulet! Get it somewhere safe!" Rancor roared.
"Right!" Jake flew back to the ground, Rogue not far behind. They flew back to the platform, where Foxfire stood.
"Well? The others are fighting Tyrannis's army. What do we do now?" Fox asked. Jake stared at him intensly.
"Protect the amulet." Jake said simply. Todd climbed on the platform.
"What's up, yo?" He asked. Scarpena snuck up behind the four and threw some dust. "Does anyone feel tired?"
"Yeah..." Jake suddenly found it difficult to stay awake.
"Ah wanna sleep real bad." Rogue yawned.
"Man, I wanna go to Dreamland with all my women." Fox yawned.
"That's definitely a dream." Jake's eyelids felt like lead weights. Scarpena smirked evilly.
"About time." The Dragon Sorceress smirked. She took the amulet halves from Jake and flew off. Windrazor and Gwen saw this.
"No!" They cried out. The two dragons took to the air. Windrazor used his superior speed to catch up to Scarpena first.
"Unhand those artifacts, you wench!" Windrazor roared, ready to slice Scarpena's head off. The purple dragon smirked. She used her staff to create a blinding flash of light to blind the two dragons. Rogue flew up to the purple dragon, only to fall to the same tactic. She flew towards the sword-fighting Rancor and Tyrannis. Rancor turned in shock.
"You wench, drop that amulet now AAAAAAAGH!!!" Tyrannis blasted Rancor in the back with a jet of flame breath. The flame breath smashed the Prince of Dragons into the ground. The X-Men, in a reprieve from their fight, watched Scarpena fly up to Draconis with the amulet halves.
"No!!" Jean tried to yank away the halves with her TK. Scarpena felt the tug, and her eyes flashed purple, as did Jean's. Jean rolled her eyes, and with a grunt, fell over.
"Jean!" Scott managed to grab Jean. All the mutants with projectile powers fired at Scarpena, but she put up a mystical forcefield over herself and Draconis. The projectiles were reflected away. Scarpena waved her hand, and the field turned into an arc of energy with a TWIZZ sound. With a screech, the wave hit the mutants!
"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!"
"My destiny has come at last." Draconis smiled evilly as he took the halves. He put one around his neck, and put the other half together, forming the whole amulet. "AAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!" The Dragon Tyrant screamed. His body was covered in a golden glow. "Yes..." He laughed as the weakened mutants and their allies got up. The Chosen One and the Prophets could barely stand, trying to fight off Scarpena's sleep spell. "I can feel the power flowing through my veins! I can feel the Gods giving their power to me! I can feel the entire universe! I am...becoming that power! Becoming one with the cosmos! Becoming more than mere flesh and blood...more than life itself...I, Tyrannis, am now and forever, A GOD!!!!" With those words, Draconis arched his head back and roared, his body's bright golden glow intensifying. When it stopped, Tyrannis's armor turned solid gold, with a silver fearsome-looking dragon on the chest, a silver cape, and a helmet with a curved blade on the top of it. His armor had curved blades on the shoulders, and retractable blades on the forearms. The X-Men and their allies looked on in shock.
"No..." Rancor moaned as he looked up. "By the Gods, no..."
"Rancor, you failed. Just like I predicted." Tyrannis floated down to the platform, smiling at all the heroes. "After I destroy these pathetic creatures, and the Chosen One. I will kill you, where you'll answer to your father for the rest of your days for your failures." The Dragon Warlord laughed as he walked to the sleepy Chosen One.
"Come, Chosen One. Your destiny ends now. Scarpena, release him from the spell! I think as a fighter, he'd enjoy the challenge of facing a god."
Oh no! Tyrannis has become a god! What'll the X-men, the Dragons, and their allies do now? Can he be stopped? Can Jake fulfill his destiny? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!