Dragons of Magic V2.0
Jose Philipe Mendola
Legal Notice: I don't own any of the names or places affiliated with this fic. They are copyrighted material created by our friends that gave us Dungeons and Dragons, Magic: The Gathering, Overpower, Mage Knight, and, unfortunately, Pokemon Cards. If anyone wants to sue for the mentioned names or those that will be mentioned, I didn't do it.
Authors Rant: Well, the time has come. I'm at home from school sick, and I've decided to remake my Dragons Of Magic Fics.. I got one too many comments on my spelling/ facts. So with all this free time, this is for you, you fans of Dragons.
Dagigaaz's Tale
It was good to kill again. The lust for death, the battling with the familiar dragons of Shiv. It was what any dragon lord could ask for. Except for the enemies. Phyrexians. Everyone had heard of the first Phyrexian invasion, and how Urza had frozen the world. Granted, no one expected them to come back but Urza, but until recently, no one had seen or heard form him. Darigaaz launched another fireball at a platoon of the invading army. They burst into flames, their blood lighting others around them. Why would the Phyrexians be attacking the plain of Shiv? Why not go after only Dominaria?
'Darigaaz!' One of the other dragons said. Darigaaz looked behind him and saw one of his fellow fighters. 'Should we be neglecting the thought of the Phyrexains and the Mana rig?'
The mana rig! That's why they were here. To harness the power of the red mana that built up Shiv. Darigaaz wheeled into the direction of the mana rig. The remaining dragon nations followed. He flew low over the Goblin warrens that were masked as a mountain. Darigaaz looked below in hopes of not seeing smoothen goblins. He did indeed see goblin carcasses, but they were not dead because of a Phyrexian reaping, but because of their greatest defenses, goblin grenades. Darigaaz watched as one goblin scuttled out of a fairly small crevice and, with a sizeable grenade strapped to his spine, ran full force into o a mob of Scuta. The resulting explosion was immense. It leveled the field of both goblin and Scuta. For creatures that had the IQ of a bag of rocks, their grenades were tough.
Darigaaz flew over a familiar lip or lock, one that marked the arrival to the Rig by air, and saw nothing beyond it. 'No.' He said to him 'we are too late.' He flew a circle above the area, the nations in tow. 'The Phyrexians have been here and taken the rig already. we are too late.' Darigaaz looked around the spot where the rig used to lay. There were no signs of a fight, nor any indication that the rig was ever there. There was at least going to be a few pipes broken, or the holes that use to run into the liquid rock that surrounded the peninsula. Darigaaz continued to look around, when he suddenly heard someone say to him,
'Oh.. I mean to tell you sooner.. Tefari phased it out.'
There was two ways to deal with late news of this caliber, either figure 'better now than never', or tear the forgetful messenger a new one. Darigaaz set his mind on the second choice. He flew a tight turn and came face to face with a levitating black dragon. It was not a member of the dragon nations, but he had a place he belonged, and there, he was a god.
'Trevash Satz.'
'The one and only.' He said with all the trust of a door-to-door artifact salesman.
Trevash Satz was a planes walker. He could take on the shape of human or black dragon at will. No one was sure if he was originally a human with ability to turn dragon or visa versa, but this form was his favorite. Trevash floated down to the ground and landed with all the grace of a falling feather. Darigaaz followed him and, with the rest of the dragon nations, made the ground shake like an army of Goblin Grenadiers when they landed.
'What are you doing here?' Darigaaz asked the large, black dragon.
'I have come to help you. Help in defeating the Phyrexians on this plain, and to make you become all the more powerful.'
Trevash was known to show up at odd intervals of time and offer help, but it was like bargaining with Yawgmoth himself at times. 'My help for only the small price of your soul' kind of thing. but never power with no strings attached.. It was interesting to hear this one. Darigaaz decided to make the most of it.
'Ok'. He said. 'But what do we need to do?'
Trevash smiled his alligator smile and said
'Excellent.. Follow me.' That was an understatement. The next thing Darigaaz noticed was that he was standing at the mouth of a cave. He had seen this cave before. It was many miles from the spot where they just were. Trevash Satz was already ½ way in the cave, so Darigaaz signaled to the rest of the confused Dragon Nations to follow him in. He took a step, and fell on his face. It was almost like he had never used his legs before. Trevash turned around and said to the floored dragon.
'Yeah, I never get used to plains walking either.'
They had reached the interior of the cave, and, after slaying a very large sum of Phyrexian along the way; they found themselves in a very large cavern. It looked as if something was tearing up the walls and ground, as if looking for something. Darigaaz had wandered to one of the walls that still held the remains of a pick ax with a Phyrexian arm still grasping the handle. He looked around for Trevash to ask him what was going on in the cavern, when he saw the Black dragon looking at a far wall. Darigaaz forgot about the arm and went over to Satz, who was still inspecting the wall.
'Damn.' Said the plains walker. 'We are too late to save him. Shit.'
Darigaaz was confused. 'Save who? What are you talking about?'
Trevash turned to face him and said to him
'You are not familiar with the Elder Dragons?'
Darigaaz though about it for a minute. He though back to his younger days in school.
Darigaaz sat in a small room, filled with a few other dragons and one at the front of the room at a chalkboard.
'Now class.' the obvious teacher began, ' Today's history lesson will be on our founding fathers, the elder dragons. Now, when the world was first being created, Kubber thought....'
Darigaaz drifted out. He was never into history.. He began construction of a homemade spitball shooter. It was an artifact that he had made at home, and it worked damn well too.. Loading it with a gob of spit and a piece of paper, he shot it a few seats ahead and watched it hit a class mate.
'Nope.' Darigaaz said.
Trevash heaved a massive sigh and proceeded to tell the story of the elder dragon legends.
Time passes
'.And so,' Trevash concluded 'If you awaken the dragon legends, you'll have to power yourselves to awaken the power within all dragons and stop the invasion.'
Darigaaz nodded. It sounded fool proof. Find and rescue the Dragon Legends. It would work.
'I'll take it.' Darigaaz said to Satz.
'I thought you'd see it my way.' As soon as he finished his sentence, the world around then folded out of existence. The cave on Shiv opened up to the clear skies of Dominaria. And sky was not to be taken lightly, Satz had walked them to the middle of the sky. The dragon nations took wing and awaited Darigaaz's first instruction.
'Below you,' Said the voice of Satz in Darigaaz's mind 'Is a large tree. You will find your first dragon there. Free her, and she will lead you to the next. And don't forget your sunscreen...' The voice faded and was gone. Darigaaz looked at the dragon nations and signaled to land. They began their decent, and he followed.
'Damn.' Darigaaz said 'If it's not one quest, it's another.'
Well, feel free to comment on the new version. more and better ones to come.
Jose Philipe Mendola
Legal Notice: I don't own any of the names or places affiliated with this fic. They are copyrighted material created by our friends that gave us Dungeons and Dragons, Magic: The Gathering, Overpower, Mage Knight, and, unfortunately, Pokemon Cards. If anyone wants to sue for the mentioned names or those that will be mentioned, I didn't do it.
Authors Rant: Well, the time has come. I'm at home from school sick, and I've decided to remake my Dragons Of Magic Fics.. I got one too many comments on my spelling/ facts. So with all this free time, this is for you, you fans of Dragons.
Dagigaaz's Tale
It was good to kill again. The lust for death, the battling with the familiar dragons of Shiv. It was what any dragon lord could ask for. Except for the enemies. Phyrexians. Everyone had heard of the first Phyrexian invasion, and how Urza had frozen the world. Granted, no one expected them to come back but Urza, but until recently, no one had seen or heard form him. Darigaaz launched another fireball at a platoon of the invading army. They burst into flames, their blood lighting others around them. Why would the Phyrexians be attacking the plain of Shiv? Why not go after only Dominaria?
'Darigaaz!' One of the other dragons said. Darigaaz looked behind him and saw one of his fellow fighters. 'Should we be neglecting the thought of the Phyrexains and the Mana rig?'
The mana rig! That's why they were here. To harness the power of the red mana that built up Shiv. Darigaaz wheeled into the direction of the mana rig. The remaining dragon nations followed. He flew low over the Goblin warrens that were masked as a mountain. Darigaaz looked below in hopes of not seeing smoothen goblins. He did indeed see goblin carcasses, but they were not dead because of a Phyrexian reaping, but because of their greatest defenses, goblin grenades. Darigaaz watched as one goblin scuttled out of a fairly small crevice and, with a sizeable grenade strapped to his spine, ran full force into o a mob of Scuta. The resulting explosion was immense. It leveled the field of both goblin and Scuta. For creatures that had the IQ of a bag of rocks, their grenades were tough.
Darigaaz flew over a familiar lip or lock, one that marked the arrival to the Rig by air, and saw nothing beyond it. 'No.' He said to him 'we are too late.' He flew a circle above the area, the nations in tow. 'The Phyrexians have been here and taken the rig already. we are too late.' Darigaaz looked around the spot where the rig used to lay. There were no signs of a fight, nor any indication that the rig was ever there. There was at least going to be a few pipes broken, or the holes that use to run into the liquid rock that surrounded the peninsula. Darigaaz continued to look around, when he suddenly heard someone say to him,
'Oh.. I mean to tell you sooner.. Tefari phased it out.'
There was two ways to deal with late news of this caliber, either figure 'better now than never', or tear the forgetful messenger a new one. Darigaaz set his mind on the second choice. He flew a tight turn and came face to face with a levitating black dragon. It was not a member of the dragon nations, but he had a place he belonged, and there, he was a god.
'Trevash Satz.'
'The one and only.' He said with all the trust of a door-to-door artifact salesman.
Trevash Satz was a planes walker. He could take on the shape of human or black dragon at will. No one was sure if he was originally a human with ability to turn dragon or visa versa, but this form was his favorite. Trevash floated down to the ground and landed with all the grace of a falling feather. Darigaaz followed him and, with the rest of the dragon nations, made the ground shake like an army of Goblin Grenadiers when they landed.
'What are you doing here?' Darigaaz asked the large, black dragon.
'I have come to help you. Help in defeating the Phyrexians on this plain, and to make you become all the more powerful.'
Trevash was known to show up at odd intervals of time and offer help, but it was like bargaining with Yawgmoth himself at times. 'My help for only the small price of your soul' kind of thing. but never power with no strings attached.. It was interesting to hear this one. Darigaaz decided to make the most of it.
'Ok'. He said. 'But what do we need to do?'
Trevash smiled his alligator smile and said
'Excellent.. Follow me.' That was an understatement. The next thing Darigaaz noticed was that he was standing at the mouth of a cave. He had seen this cave before. It was many miles from the spot where they just were. Trevash Satz was already ½ way in the cave, so Darigaaz signaled to the rest of the confused Dragon Nations to follow him in. He took a step, and fell on his face. It was almost like he had never used his legs before. Trevash turned around and said to the floored dragon.
'Yeah, I never get used to plains walking either.'
They had reached the interior of the cave, and, after slaying a very large sum of Phyrexian along the way; they found themselves in a very large cavern. It looked as if something was tearing up the walls and ground, as if looking for something. Darigaaz had wandered to one of the walls that still held the remains of a pick ax with a Phyrexian arm still grasping the handle. He looked around for Trevash to ask him what was going on in the cavern, when he saw the Black dragon looking at a far wall. Darigaaz forgot about the arm and went over to Satz, who was still inspecting the wall.
'Damn.' Said the plains walker. 'We are too late to save him. Shit.'
Darigaaz was confused. 'Save who? What are you talking about?'
Trevash turned to face him and said to him
'You are not familiar with the Elder Dragons?'
Darigaaz though about it for a minute. He though back to his younger days in school.
Darigaaz sat in a small room, filled with a few other dragons and one at the front of the room at a chalkboard.
'Now class.' the obvious teacher began, ' Today's history lesson will be on our founding fathers, the elder dragons. Now, when the world was first being created, Kubber thought....'
Darigaaz drifted out. He was never into history.. He began construction of a homemade spitball shooter. It was an artifact that he had made at home, and it worked damn well too.. Loading it with a gob of spit and a piece of paper, he shot it a few seats ahead and watched it hit a class mate.
'Nope.' Darigaaz said.
Trevash heaved a massive sigh and proceeded to tell the story of the elder dragon legends.
Time passes
'.And so,' Trevash concluded 'If you awaken the dragon legends, you'll have to power yourselves to awaken the power within all dragons and stop the invasion.'
Darigaaz nodded. It sounded fool proof. Find and rescue the Dragon Legends. It would work.
'I'll take it.' Darigaaz said to Satz.
'I thought you'd see it my way.' As soon as he finished his sentence, the world around then folded out of existence. The cave on Shiv opened up to the clear skies of Dominaria. And sky was not to be taken lightly, Satz had walked them to the middle of the sky. The dragon nations took wing and awaited Darigaaz's first instruction.
'Below you,' Said the voice of Satz in Darigaaz's mind 'Is a large tree. You will find your first dragon there. Free her, and she will lead you to the next. And don't forget your sunscreen...' The voice faded and was gone. Darigaaz looked at the dragon nations and signaled to land. They began their decent, and he followed.
'Damn.' Darigaaz said 'If it's not one quest, it's another.'
Well, feel free to comment on the new version. more and better ones to come.