As
he came up the tunnel of the burrow back to the world above, he sensed a
presence here that he didn't know, and it worried him. He climbed up the rest
of the way out of the tunnel, and stood to his full height, looking around to
see if he could spot the individual
that he felt. Seeing as he could not,
he called out. "Show yourself. I know you're there. I can feel you."
No answer.
Akima tensed up, because what he didn't
know frightened him. "I am a psychic, so if you don't show yourself
willingly, I can root you out if I become so inclined." His voice rose
with agitation as he spoke. "I don't want to use my powers, but I will if
I must!" Again, there was no answer; at least, none that he saw. He was
trying to avoid the possibility of injuring the stranger with his powers, so he
kept talking. "Please... show yourself. I don't want to risk hurting
anyone with my powers, so please... just come out where I can see you."
A
deep call answered Akima's voice. "Your powers I fear not. Your presence I
fear not. Your intentions, I fear yes. So hidden, I shall remain." Akima
was confused. "My intentions? I have no hostile intentions. I can promise
you that... I just want to know who you are..."
There was a pause from the other
presence, then a reply. "Who I am, you need not care, but will learn in
time. What I am, on other hands, you do. Of the Draconic order I belong."
Akima noticed a rustling nearby, close as he felt, and he turned to face it.
Its head was the first to appear,
followed by the rest of its body. It looked like a perverted form of a
Charizard, but Akima knew better. Vaguely remembering from the human database
implanted in his head from his birth, he remembered that Draconic meant the
ancient order of the Dragon. This was one of those dragons.
As the figure approached him, his
worry grew. What would this dragon do? Was he hostile? Akima readied himself
for any attack that might come.
The immense figure stopped in front of
Akima and spoke again. "I am dragon. I suggest you be careful…"