"wrong!" hissed an evil voice from inside the darkenned areas of the quickly approaching night forest. A handsome boy, a year younger than her age came from inside the thick bushes, bearing a devious smirk on his face. His eyes shone with lust yet his intentions were darker than his hair, "KEN!" growled the young, lavender haired girl, while her eyes attempted to tear his soul apart with a disgusted glare. Wolf stood by her side, he limped lightly yet it seemed to go unnoticed. His fangs were shown in a warning gesture and a deep yet melodic growl echoed in his throat. Ken's ice blue eyes left the slender female to land with a knowing grin on the wolf, "ah, we meet again my friend, I'm still curious over your identity werewolf, looks like the bite on your arm given by my dog hasn't still healed, you still limp over your right paw my friend!" he smirked knowing well the use of his venomous words.
Wolf's eyes widdened, and he recoiled by the sudden impact of such words, such knowledge slapping him with the door of reveal, "no!" he whimpered in a wolfish voice, nothing but a canine sound to Yoley's human ears. She gasped loudly, letting Wolf know of the suden realization that had slapped across her pale cheeks, bueish eyes widdened with shock at the sudden conclusion that had landed into her mind. Like a flashing lightning her eyes raced torwards the young wolf, shock and realization was written all over the tense features, "it's YOU!" she snapped all of a sudden. Wolf recoiled, he could feel the blood rising to his cheeks, yet his stomach was tensing inside his body and a nauseous feeling seemed to run all over his body, "Yoley, I…" he whimpered knowing she would never understand nor his speech, nor the meaning of his words. Yoley kneeled by him and grabbed his furry face, "but why didn't you tell me? I mean we all know Izzy is Blaze, why couldn't you tell us you were a Werewolf?" Yoley inquired very confused, and a hint of anger floated with her voice. Wolf gave her a matter of fact look, his bright eyes glinted with some sort of reality, a message was sent through the intense and almost embarrased gaze. Yoley blinked slightly as the message was obvious to her, "oh, I see, the black tale about bloodthirsty werewolves, right?" she commented in a saddened tone.
Wolf felt some heat radiating from the forgotten beast next to their small bodies, his blue eyes directed torwards the creature, eyes which widdened at the vision. Onyx was standing before them, as tall as the black dragon could be, jaws open and a reddish flash glew within the depths of the fleshy throat before forming into a murderous tounge of fire. It was all Wolf could see before pouncing over the girl to push her away. The impact did take Yoley by surprise but it wasn't enough to send them away from the trayectory of the attack. Their eyes closed tightly in await of the impact that was to be received, the painful sensation of being burnt, the lick of flames tearing your health. Yet never did Wolf attempt to retire himself from his friend's body.
The heat subsided before reaching the small figures, a gust of cool air blew across the woods, and gentle drops of cold water dripped over the bodies in a gentle patter of healing magic. Yoley and Wolf looked up in time to see the gentle floating of what seemed like flower petals, the purest white ever seen, recently fallen snow in a glistening like the gentle stars of the skies. The petals reached the fire, yet as delicate and silky as their appereance was, they melted into a fury of murderous water, fighting powerfully against the flames, vanishing the powerful heat. Onyx was bewildered by such event, his ice cold eyes widdened upon realizing his flame was being defeated by particles of vegetables, flapping wings of flowers, "what kind of powerful magick is that?" he snarled in the incoherent roars of dragon speech. On Yoley's spread hand fell one of the gentle petals, yet as soon as it touched the warmth of her skin, the petal melted into a tiny puddle of frozen water, licking her skin with it's freezing power, "it's snow!" she gasped loudly. Wolf whimpered in shock, attempting to voice his agreement.
I flew fast yet careful, however my eyes never made contact with the vast darkness that would be Onyx, or Ken's body, nothing in the quickly darkenning sky, nor in the vast extentions of green foliage. I felt my muscles sore, yet my search never subsided, my spirit was high as was my adrenaline, I needed to get that dragon and finish the menace. My eyes caught something, a glimpse of darkness under the ceiling of leaves, and a flaming red glow radiating with fury in it's depths. I narrowed my eyes to catch a better glimpse of the events, yet as stupid as it was, since I was a dragon, not Superman, most people did such when they attempted to reach an uncommonly blurry object. I did not see what was happening, yet my brain's gears worked full power at the inmediate realization of the locations, it was where Yoley and Wolf licked their wounds clean and awated for the moment when I would rid them of the threat. I knew it seemed stupid to be able to recognize such place, but I was not an obsessive creature, I simply saw that it was the only trail of broken branches and trees in a vast extention of savage woodlands. With a scream of fury, a war call, I plunged forward in a quick dive, eyes and claws fixed on the large shadow under the shaking trees, and throat burning with expectation.
Onyx was way too shocked about the events, some sort of sorcerer had blocked the well aimed flame with a magic strong enough to belong to a dragon, his awe was great and he couldn't help but admit that a fascination and desires to know such creature had bloomed inside him. His rage had subsided, replace by the wonder of such event, yet his delight was to last little since, from the sky rained a painful storm of fangs and claws that savagely slashed his side with fury and sent him to the floor with the impact. His eyes widdened and the fury grew inside him again, spreading like a virus across his veins. Such fury turned into an incoherent hathred torwards the beast that attacked him, a blurr of copper scales could be seen, and a flaming mane danced to the setting sun as I sank my fangs on Onyx's throat. The great black dragon roared loudly, his voice half lionish yell, half pained shrill, his tail whipped around without control, a simple reflex act in search of getting rid of the stinging and burning pain coursing through his flesh. That's when I first realized the truth about Ken, he was nowhere close to be an obsidian dragon as we all thought ever since his appereance. His scales were not the colour of ebony, but under the gentle, afternoon light, the sun licked his whipping tail, revealing his true colour. The scales became, in front of our eyes, a velvet blue, dark like the night sky, the gentle sparkles of it's brightness became stars to our eyes, he was not black.
My grip on his throat lossened upon feeling the shock relaxing and numbing my muscles in unision. It was a faint second, a minimal unit of time where drops of blood trickled down my lips, cripson fluid of vitality released by the gashes on his flesh. It was enough, this fraction of time was enough, and the enormous dragon whipped his tail and hit my side with such strength it threw me against a tree. The prideful and agey living being fell defeated by my nearly half ton weight, and collapsed over my body, hurting one of my fragile, coriaceous wings. I whimpered in pain like a pup would, and gasped with a lack of breath.
Onyx lost no time, free from my attack yet bleeding profusely, he expanded enormous dark sky wings, and flew up to the sky, a pained expression flashing across his reptilian features at each wave, reflection of his pain. He was bleeding profusely yet seemed to ignore such fact as his body kept rising on the sky. No, I roared with fury, I hadnt gotten this far just to let him escape, however I ignored if it was my rational mind or my pure, bestial instincts which were causing such effect of battle spirit in me. I shook wildly on my agonizing spot, and gathered the strength I had never had from the burning pit of my stomach. Standing up I finished breaking the tree from it's timid threads of faint life, and, raising my head to the sky, I oppened my jaws revealing the blood stained, razor and sharp fangs. A loud roar echoed in my throat, a sound that expanded across the boundaries of the magnificent forest, the explosion of fury boosted by my own animal intints, torwards mating, torwards survival.
Yoley recoiled upon hearing my growl, and, for the first time in her life she saw what I really was, she saw Blaze the beast, not Izzy, the timid, shy, and all knowing computer nerd, but Blaze, a powerful and strong copper dragon, capable of killing all of them with a blow of my chemical breath. I looked at her, hearing her gasp, and whimpered lightly, her skin was pale, and her beautiful crystal eyes were wide with fear and tremor. I lowered my head, "no, I'll never hurt you!" I explained with a gentle rumble of my throat, incoherent words to her yet I hoped my calm tone woulf have the desired effect on her. Apparently it seemed to work since I sensed her whole, shaking body relaxing, and the blood returning to the muscles and epidermis. I nodded pleased with her valiant reaction and returned my attention torwards the sky, "good luck" barked Wolf from behind my attention, the animal who had remained with her throughout this whole adventure.
I emerged from the ceiling of leaves, ignoring the stabbing pain that coursed through my right wing, rising in the sky at great speed as was an hability of us, Copper Dragons. I saw Onyx, limping in the sky as he attempted to gain speed and retire torwards his hiding spot, to heal his wounds.With a malevolous smirk curving my lips, I plunged forward at great speed, gaining velocity like a missile, flying with the wind cutting dash of an elvish arrow, getting closer. Onyx turned his head to look at my furious flaming figure, and his eyes widdened, yet a smirk seemed to flash briefly on his dark lips. He spat a ball of fire, yet this was accompained by a cloud of thick, black smoke.
I evaded the fireball by turning quickly torwards the left side, yet I could not escape the quickly expanding swarm of black gaseous molecules, which infected my throat, drying it, and closed my lungs, making me choke and suffocate. Not happy by torturing me, this vicious little particles penetrated my eyes blinding me, shading my vision, throwing me into the ignorance of a realm of darkness. I could not see my location, yet I could feel my fury increasing, this was some sort of malicious magic, more than the effect of a ball of fire, and my frustration and anger increased by the second.
Somehow the sun flashed once again in my world, and I was able to see, yet blinded by it's brightness for a few seconds I squinted attempting to scare away with a frown the white spots that leapt into my vision. Once recovered I searched for my attacker yet all seemed calm and peaceful, nothing moved in the sky except the passiveness of the clouds, with their gentle and tranquil ripple. Not even the birds expanded their fragile wings to the fresh warmth of the setting sun, the sky was as deserted as the other side of a mirror. I frowned thoughtfully, something was not in it's place, the calmness in the early summer days was accompained with the thickness of tension, the silence of the jovial bird chirping was unnatural to their mating season. At first I thought I could be the reason of their nervous and cautious behaviour, but even after my flights over Odaiba, birds would sometime acompain my enourmous body. I had a friendship with various animals, and it were those which aided me in the seeking of numerous, lost digidestined in my days as one.
It hit me with a flashing speed, my reaction would have to be double as quick if I aimed torwards survival. I knew inmediatly what was happening, the boiling rage still irradiated from our bodies, as the battle had just began to reach it's most furious climax, the evasion had lasted for long enough, and just now the real fang to fang and claw to claw fight had just began. And I realized why I couldn't find the moon dragon, for he had used a technique as old as time yet effective like water to thirst. Onyz had used the blinding light of a setting sun to situation himself, hidden to vision if situated at a perfect distance, however keeping my eyes locked with the sun in expectation of his appereance could only cause a cronical blindness in my vision. I decided upon a different technique, "Eros Veratis" I whispered casting an spell upon myself to sharpen the ear sense I possesed. Dragons were not magicians, yet we possesed the essence of magic, and were able to cast many spells. Acient tales speak of dragons being the greatest sorcerers of all times.
I turned my head as if my search was still going on, my eyes staring around in a credible expression of seeking, hopeful that the dragon would fall into my trap. Like the blessing of angels I heard the vigorous flapping of the beasts behind my body, approaching rapidly from the west, and I knew he had fallen for my trick. He approached my uninterested and passive self, I still pretended I hadnt heard his movements, which would be logical considering he had casted a silencing spell upon his body to keep his flight as silent as possible, which was close to but never nule.
In the very last second, when I could practically see his smirk, and heard the laboured breathing of anticipation and exhaustion, I flipped on the air sideways, keeping my body in a laying position on the air. It was a very brief and quick action yet to me it was as if the time had stopped and all was ocurring in slow motion. Onyx, shocked by my sudden move, not expecting such reaction, growled furiously, yet this growl ended before it started. It was replaced by a pained roar, a shrieking yell that tore away the soul of anyone who heard it. My claws sank quickly on his delicate and softer stomach flesh, and as he moved impulsed by his own movement, he made my sharp claws tear and gash his stomach and chest open. Blood poured from the fatal wounds covering my creamy golden stomach with it's calid crimson feeling, and I knew inmediatly as I felt the warmth trail down my body and stream like minuscule yet pluvious rivers that this dragon was done for, since the bleeding was abundant.
I admit I was very shocked, never expecting the dragons reaction torwards the murderous and treacherous attack, yet my whimper was little of pain and more of surprise. Onxy glared at me and clawed my shoulders and hind legs with his sharp, feline claws. He was loosing strength through the wound yet he still kept enough strength to take me down with him, I was not as strong as him and my little capacity in comparison had been diminished by the effort and the spell casted. I felt a sharp pain stabbing across my muscles and bones, and the warmth increased as my own blood joined Ken's blood. The great dark dragon fell, yet it's pride still raised with his head as he carried my body with his own torwards our doom, a smirk placed in his lips, yet a simpatheic look flashed in the icy blue orbs that were his eyes.
"know Izzy that I loved her, I really did, and also know that I'm sorry!" Onyx said in a weak growl.
His words were silence as well as my shocked breath as a humid coldness engulfed our bodies and swarmed all around us like playful nymphs and treacherous sirens enjoying the company of two doomed males of the dragon specie. I looked at Onyx whose eyes were still on my, still simpatheic, still pained, yet his determination and dragon pride were so great they would never allow me to emerge from this wet grave. I shook my head whimpering, no, this could not be my end, I was not to loose my life in the dark depths of this lake. I was afraid, for the first time I was frightened, yet I was also very tranquil because I knew I had saved my loved one's life, and so had I saved my friend's life, she will go on, I knew. I gave in to the force of the dragon and allowed my lighter copper body sink calmly with his own, torwards the peace of the equality in the fight.
To Be Continued…
AN: Sorry for the delay in this chapter but I had a new idea, A Shooting Star, and had to write it down, well, it's digimon as well so I presume you'll enjoy it if you want to read, as well as Proyect Matrix, a digimon version of Matrix in the future. Well, A few more chapters to go, perhaps only one, or two, I'll see what I do.