I'm making millions upon millions of dollars on this fic and it was only written to distribute to the public for a price and make tons-o-cash on it I own Breath of Fire. I am also the world leader in robotics and currently run an Earth Hegemony.
In all seriousness, I own nothing but my own imagination, and that's all I need to succeed. Read on.
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"A knowledge of oneself is a much greater tool then a knowledge of the world."
Brother Norvald of the Plainsmen Brothers.
643-707
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Nina awoke with tears in her eyes, Bow had died two days earlier in agony. His bones broken from the fall, his blood boiling from the poison. In his last hours Nina sat with him and listened to him, as he told her everything about Ryu. About how he knew of his powers, how he never told Ryu. //Ryu, where are you now?// Two weeks ago today the assasins had come and wreaked havoc upon her life, which was just starting to take shape. Ryu was gone, Bow was gone, but Nina could no longer cry.
Sitting up she quickly went over to her royal closet. Larger then her old one she absent-mindedly thumbed through the articles of clothing, stopping eventually upon a Green backless dress with a low cut front. She had to look her best today for she was recieving guests. More dragons. The Holy Dragons had asked for help in destroying the Dark Dragons once and for all, and stated that they would do so with or without her help. Nina would have to help them, to make sure another Dragon did not steal her thrown, to make sure that Wyndia was saved.
At her front door the old King stood waiting for her. He harbored no ill content from being ousted out of the job, stating that it was his place. Walking alongside him Nina spoke. "Where are the Dragons of Light, I will need to speak with them and its of grave importance, so I suggest you find ways around all my other appointments today." Nina said, walking swiftly towards her throne room.
"Its been done my Queen for I know of what matters there are to speak of. I will take care of all minor matters and squabbles between the various lords and ladies. The more important matters have been shifted to the morrow, and the Holy Dragons wait for you in the war room." He finished with a smile. //My he does his job well, and a Queen is only as good as her helpers.//
"Thank you very much sir, See to your duties, and I shall see to mine."
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Momo still could barely speak a word to this living legend, How Momo had envisioned their meetings, talking about science and chrysm. But she sat there, completly silent, just listening to him talk with Ursula. They had gotten into another heated debate about politics, Ursula thought that Old Wyndia would ally themselves with the Holy Dragons to wage war on the Dark Dragons, while Norvald felt that Old Wyndia would wage war alone, for fear of having more Dragons within their city gates.
Momo sighed, this is how it had gone on for weeks now. Ursula had denounced the Dark Dragons and had become one of Norvalds guards, moving up in rank she became a Commander in no time. Momo didn't fit in however, she wanted to get back to her research. Ursula said she only joined the Dark Dragons out of fear for her family, her people were overrun by the Dark Dragons and the army was assimilated into the Dark Dragons.
Not just her people, but my people. They were both Urocyony. Momo's parents had moved out to the mainland, away from their small island that was far south of Wyndia. In fact Ursula was mix, half Urocyon and half Alopex, a neighboring country. The third country on this relatively large island was Vulpes. But that country was virtually non-exsistent now, as they opposed the Dark Dragons and were destroyed. Looking back over at Ursula the door slammed open, and there stood Queen Nina, of Wyndia. Formerly Princess Nina of New Wyndia. The titles confused her as Momo didn't follow politics, in fact she wondered what exactly she was doing there, she didnt belong. Nina sat down, her flowing green gown a stark contrast of what they were wearing. Travel worn and weary, they seemed only to add to Nina's beauty.
"I am Nina Windland, of the royal family of Wyndia, Queen of Old Wyndia and Rightful Queen to New Wyndia." Nina spoke, awaiting. Most likely for us to introduce ourselves.
Ursula stood up first, standing in attention with her arms rigid and her head staring towards some unseen flag in the sky she began to list off her name and rank, past and present. "I am Ursula Latrans, former Commander of the Alopex army, first class; former Commander of the Cimmerian army second class, Current Commander of the Lumines Army third Class." Ursula then sat back down, seemingly out of military mode she began to relax.
"Cimmerian? Lumines?" Nina said, obviously in the form of a question.
"The Cimmerian are also known as the Dark Dragon's while the Lumines are known as the Light, or Holy Dragons." Ursula stated, "I simply used the names of the countries that they inhabited long ago, its how they refer to themselves."
"Yes, I'd guess calling yourself 'Dark Dragon' would get old fast." Nina replied, but Momo could sense that her mind had wandered a bit, it was easy to tell as Momo did that quite often when people spoke of matters that were of no concern to her. No one spoke, //It's your turn.//
Momo stood up quickly muttering a quick apology for keeping the royalty waiting. Norvald Wingly was smiling at her, his white hair seemed more alive, it made Momo more uncomfortable. "Uh...my name is Momo...uh Momo. I have no last name, at least I dont remember it." Momo began sheepishly. Momo didnt know her last name, she was found at the Yggdrasil institute and was raised there. She never bothered to ask about her parents, it seemed redundant and pointless. Everytime she brought it up everyone got uncomfortable, so Momo just let it slip. "I'm a researcher at the Yggdrasil Institute." She said quickly as she sat down.
"Ahh, I guess that leaves me does it not?" Norvald said as he stood up slowly. "I am Norvald. I have had many titles over my long years, so I will go by my most recent." Nina sat listening to her old teacher, she truly did love him for he allowed her to be most like herself in his classes. But what she heard shocked him. "I am Norvald FireDrake of the Cimmerian. Formerly Norvald Wingly of the Wyndian." with that Norvald sat down, his old bones creaked and groaned as he did so. "Well, Queen Nina, much has changed since we last spoke." Norvald said with a smile as he sat down.
"Much has changed indeed great sir." Nina replied, she was shocked by this outcome but she had to be strong, and show her strength. //My most trusted friend lied to me his entire life.// But Nina had to push that thought out of her head. //I lead millions now, and I intend to lead a million more when I free Wyndia.//
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The sun was bright upon the mans shoulders, his Blue hair reaching down to his shoulders he sighed. His ill-fitting clothes seemed to be like his memories. Ill-fitting. A small squirrel ran by him, looking for nuts no doubt. It began to dig in one spot and stopped, it found nothing. Moving around it began to dig in another spot, nothing. Then another and another and another.
"Whats wrong little squirrel? Do you not remember where you left it?" The man said to it. "I'm lost to, I dont know where I am, who I am, or how I ended up lying naked in the middle of the woods." The squirrel stopped and seemed to listen to what he was saying. Turning away it ran over to another spot and began to dig. It found what it was looking for, a small insignificant acorn. "Well its not insignificant to him." The man said aloud, as the squirrel scampered away.
Walking down the trail he could hear the sound of a brook nearby, something in his mind made him move over towards that sound. He could see that there was a fishing pole sticking in the mud all alone. "Wonder if this fishing pole is lost to?" The man said as he walked over, something drawing him to it.
He saw himself on the banks of another similar river, sitting down fishing at a spot very similar to this one. In his mind he could see a girl, no a woman walking up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder they began to speak. He couldn't see her face, but she had wings, oh so beautiful wings. They sat besides each other and began to speak. She wanted to learn how to fish and he was going to teach her. //Where is this?// He could see she was holding the the rod incorrectly, he stood up and got behind her, placing his hands onto her hands, showing her how to hold it. She had caught a fish!! They struggled with it, laughing, both getting muddy and wet in the shallows of the water. But it was in vain, they'd lost it. //What's happening?// He could see life slow down as they fell backwards in the water, the line snapped. She began laughing loudly as did he, she leaned backwards placing her short hair on his chest and they continued talking, their hands intertwined, their eyes meeting, their lips almost touching.
And the man was brought back by the rushing of the brook. The sound amplified through his ears. //Who was that? Who am I?// He thought as he picked up the fishing rod. "Might as well fish." He said aloud to no one, which is why he didn't expect a reply.
"Might as well hand over the pretty clothes Mister, and nobody gets hurt. The man with blue hair turned around. "What do you want?" He said to three gentlemen as they strolled up towards him. Or maybe Gentle wasn't the right term. They were definetly rough men, their hair uncombed, they themselves unshaven. their shirts were beraggled and dirty, they smelled horrid, and when they smiled you could see straight through their teeth and into their throat. "What are you fricking deaf? The clothes." The ugly one said again, although they were all not pleasing on the eyes the Blue haired man quickly identified them as smelly, ugly,and Brutus. Brutus being the biggest of the three.
~~Do not worry for I am with you~~ A voice said in the mans head.
//Who are you?//
~~Let yourself relax, do not worry, I shall protect us both~~
Before the man in Blue could argue with himself he was suddenly powerless. He tried to turn and run for the water, hoping to swim away from these men, but he could no longer move his legs where they had to go. ~~Do not worry, I will protect us both.~~
"All right, he doesn't want to give it up, lets take it from him." Ugly said and he took a step forward; first mistake. The Blue haired man still had his hand on the rod. One snap of the wrist and the line shot out of the water and the hook found itself in his eye. His scream made the birds fly towards the heavens, and made Smelly take a step back. Second mistake. The unnamed man dropped the rod and in two steps was upon him, his open palm found Smelly's nose, smashing it inward and knocking him out. Thats when the largest one, Brutus started to move, Third mistake, and move he did. In a step he was upon the man and swung with all his might, the punch sailed harmlessly over the mans head as he ducked. From that stance the middle and pointer finger stuck out from his right fist, driving it upwards like an upper cut. Brutus found himself unable to speak as the two fingers tore into his throat.
Pulling them out the man turned slowly around to the sound of clapping. "I am Kahn, I want to know the name of someone who bested three bumbling fools and himself will be bested by me." He said settling into a stance. ~~The Tiger Stance, the fool knows not that I killed the creator of the art.~~
The man entered a counter-stance for the Tiger, gathering his fighting spirit he began for what would occur. The fighter attacked him and began swinging his fists, the Tiger stance was created by a Woren fighter who mastered the ability of speed. The fists flew at the man so quickly he seemed to have more then two, but they were easily dodged and countered. Suddenly it was all over, a weakness of the Tiger stance was the feet. They were placed in a vulnerable position while they swung and the man took advantage of that, tripping him with a simple move. As the man, Kahn, fell, he was struck four times on his chest, and upon impact with the ground his heart had stopped. "My name, good sir. Is Vzier." The man said as he brushed off the dust from his clothes. Removing the hook from the mans eye he picked up the fishing rod and began to walk up the path.
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//Foolish Woren, I will strike now and remove from them their leader. When that happens they will be like Chickens without a head, and be crushed by my armies.// Teepo felt proud of himself, He would make his father proud by destroying the Woren. No true dragon hid behind armies, no, Teepo would prove himself worthy of the blood of Tyr. Taking a sword he tested it, on a banister. A clean cut.//Perfect, this will cut out Rei's heart nicely.// Sheathing the sword he weaved a bit of magic, it would transport him directly to the Woren's castle where Rei now slept. Rei would die.
The warp spell changed Teepo's perception and he felt a little dizzy as he reappeared. He waited a second for his eyes to get accustomed to his surroundings, standing outside of the Woren leaders door Teepo snickered to himself and eased the door open. And their he lay. The great leader of the Woren, the only hope to reunite them. "Night Night kitty Cat." He said under his breath as a smile came up on his face.
"Dont know who you're calling kitty cat, but it sure aint me." Teepo swung around, and their stood Rei, a full head and a half taller then he he exuded confidence. "I knew the Dark Dragons played unfair but to send such a small assasin?"
Teepo smiled as he swung at Rei //Maybe this will be interesting.// Rei tried to catch the fist but as soon as it started to flash in the air it was gone, pulled back. But thrown in its place was one of Teepo's boots, catching Rei square in the chin. Teepo flipped in the air and tried to land another boot on him but Rei caught it in time and threw Teepo into the far wall. Teepo did a quick backflip and found his feet on the wall, his body parallel to the floor, pushing off of the wall he lunged back at Rei who easily dodged the attacked, side stepping it and allowing Teepo to slam into the wall.
//He's beginning to make me angry// Teepo thought as he saw Rei laughing carelessly. "Hey little guy, you have some skills but maybe you should go home before I call for my guards to help me ok?" Teepo was breathing heavily, //This man knows not what I am. Its time to educate him, Tyr, come to me!// Teepo reached deep inside himself and harnessed the power inside of him, allowing just a little bit to leak out of him he didn't ascend completly, his skin turned to scales showing the beginning of the ascension but Teepo stopped it there, having full control of his dragon powers.
"Lets go cocky one." Teepo said. Jumping towards the Woren he was suprised the the Woren still matched him in strength. They grappled for awhile, neither gaining the upper hand. "Tyr!" Teepo yelled reaching back inside of himself. //I need more power, I NEED MORE.// Wings sprouted from his back, he thought he heard Rei swear under his breath and call out for help. "Yes, scream for mercy little one for you will die tonight." But when Teepo looked down at the Woren beneath him he saw something different. He had grown, his fur was now wild, his eyes had a look of murder in them. //He has the power of the 'were', this will complicate matters.// Teepo could sense the guards coming closer and closer to the door, he would have to finish this man off quickly.
Reaching back inside him he drew upon all of it, upon every ounce he had in his body, and when he opened his eyes he was no longer Teepo, he was Tyr. He was dragon. The door crashed open as the guards came in to check, //to late// Tyr thought as his tail knocked them all over, dead or dying. Turning back to the WereWoren he saw that it would not give up. With not an ounce of fear in him the Were lunged at his face, growling fiercly. Tyr grabbed the lunging Cat into his gaping jaw, as the Cat-man struggled Tyr bit down, crushing bones and feeling blood. Throwing him against the far wall he saw the body crumple. //He is finished, now for more.// Tyr left the room, crushing walls in his path, he had to quench his thirst for blood, and the courageous cat people would make a good quencher.
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Cray was in his fathers room right when the Dragon took flight and left. Taking charge he summoned the best fighters of the clans, and sent them after the Dragon, they would make sure the Dragon left their lands. But right now he couldn't worry about that, he was losing his father again.
"Listen....Cray.....Reunite...." Rei began to speak, coughing between each word, specks of blood leaving his mouth.
"Don't speak father, we will not let the Dark Dragons move on us, we shall strike them down in a pre-emptive blow. This wll not be tolerated father..." Cray's mind went back to the night when Rei bested his father, Cray tried to fight Rei but it was futile. //Just as I fought the Dragon today, I couldn't hurt him.//
"....Katt..." The name escaped Rei's lips. Katt, Cray's sister by bond, but not by
blood had left the encampment the night before, claiming that the city walls were to cramped for her.
"She'll be fine, I'll keep her safe, I'll protect her." ~~Just as you couldn't protect your father's?~~ A voice from within him said. As Cray remembered once more his eyes flashed Red, anger boiling up inside him.
"Cray.....no....never fight in anger, for the anger will curse you..." As he finished a coughing fit came over him, his breathing was now very shallow, the Doctor had already told Cray that Rei couldn't be saved. //It is only a matter of time.//
"Don't worry father, all Dragons will pay..." From within him Cray could feel he was strong enough, determined enough to kill all the Dragons one day. And suddenly it was as if Rei had a weight lifted off his shoulders. "You will be like me son....cursed by your anger until your dying day. Don't that just beat all." And with that Rei's eyes closed. ~~Another one lost.~~ Cray stood up, the voting for a new leader was taking place at that moment, the Woren would not be without a leader. But Cray new he would win; no one had ran against him. And he knew what his first action would be. "You there," He said to the first guard he saw, he was low of rank but that meant he would do the instructions perfectly. "First sound the horn of war, then go to the messengers and
send them with word to all the Woren clans great and small. Tell them that Rei's life was taken by a Dragon assasin, tell them we will ride for the city of Wyndia in one weeks time. Any Clan that doesn't travel with us shall feel our rath when we return victorious." The guard bowed respectively and left running to do the errands. The Woren people may bicker amongst themselves but when the time came to act they would act, and they would destroy the Dark Dragons.
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Fou-Lou sat at his desk listening to the nothing-ness. His son had done what he knew his son would do. //The fool is slipping right into my hands.// Teepo thought that he was running things, that he had authority over Fou-Lou. //There is nothing that you do son that I do not already know// He had just finished musing over the reports of Won-Qu and A-Tur. The two assasins had failed in their attempts but had come back with important news. //Ryu is Vzier.// that would add a wrinkle to his plans, a very suitable wrinkle for he would no longer have to deal with his pathetic son.
Soon he would have his Empire back, just like the old days. He would rule this entire continent, and no one will stop him.
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Niobe walked away from Fou-Lou's door. She had been eavsdropping on him when Won-Qu and A-Tur came. //My son is alive.// But Fou-Lou didnt sound disappointed by his assasins failures. He had forgiven them and left them to go back to the surface, a vacation of sorts. //Why was he so confident? He had just failed, what does he have planned.// Niobe went into her study, a room filled with great books, and with the books came knowledge written into the books. Her study was the most complete recollection of Dragon's history and they would help, somehow they would help.
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A/N: Chapter 8 finished, and well before this month ends, I'm proud of myself right now. RnR, if you have any questions about why I'm giving names to nations (Vulpes, Urocyon, Alopex, Cimmerian, Lumines, etc...) and want to know where they came from I'll give them to you now. The first three nations where Momo and Ursula are from are the three Latin names for the three types of Fox in the world. Cimmerian is a Greek ancient people who lived their entire life in darkness and Lumines is Luminescent cut down. So that's where they come from if that's a question. All names in this fic if they aren't straight from Breath of Fire have some meaning to the character or race in question. So if you ever wonder just look it up. Well once again RnR and await the next chapter in Dragonsworn.
Note: Yes Norvalds quote at the beginning is from a different Norvald, it was meant that way, just in case you were wondering.
In all seriousness, I own nothing but my own imagination, and that's all I need to succeed. Read on.
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"A knowledge of oneself is a much greater tool then a knowledge of the world."
Brother Norvald of the Plainsmen Brothers.
643-707
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Nina awoke with tears in her eyes, Bow had died two days earlier in agony. His bones broken from the fall, his blood boiling from the poison. In his last hours Nina sat with him and listened to him, as he told her everything about Ryu. About how he knew of his powers, how he never told Ryu. //Ryu, where are you now?// Two weeks ago today the assasins had come and wreaked havoc upon her life, which was just starting to take shape. Ryu was gone, Bow was gone, but Nina could no longer cry.
Sitting up she quickly went over to her royal closet. Larger then her old one she absent-mindedly thumbed through the articles of clothing, stopping eventually upon a Green backless dress with a low cut front. She had to look her best today for she was recieving guests. More dragons. The Holy Dragons had asked for help in destroying the Dark Dragons once and for all, and stated that they would do so with or without her help. Nina would have to help them, to make sure another Dragon did not steal her thrown, to make sure that Wyndia was saved.
At her front door the old King stood waiting for her. He harbored no ill content from being ousted out of the job, stating that it was his place. Walking alongside him Nina spoke. "Where are the Dragons of Light, I will need to speak with them and its of grave importance, so I suggest you find ways around all my other appointments today." Nina said, walking swiftly towards her throne room.
"Its been done my Queen for I know of what matters there are to speak of. I will take care of all minor matters and squabbles between the various lords and ladies. The more important matters have been shifted to the morrow, and the Holy Dragons wait for you in the war room." He finished with a smile. //My he does his job well, and a Queen is only as good as her helpers.//
"Thank you very much sir, See to your duties, and I shall see to mine."
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Momo still could barely speak a word to this living legend, How Momo had envisioned their meetings, talking about science and chrysm. But she sat there, completly silent, just listening to him talk with Ursula. They had gotten into another heated debate about politics, Ursula thought that Old Wyndia would ally themselves with the Holy Dragons to wage war on the Dark Dragons, while Norvald felt that Old Wyndia would wage war alone, for fear of having more Dragons within their city gates.
Momo sighed, this is how it had gone on for weeks now. Ursula had denounced the Dark Dragons and had become one of Norvalds guards, moving up in rank she became a Commander in no time. Momo didn't fit in however, she wanted to get back to her research. Ursula said she only joined the Dark Dragons out of fear for her family, her people were overrun by the Dark Dragons and the army was assimilated into the Dark Dragons.
Not just her people, but my people. They were both Urocyony. Momo's parents had moved out to the mainland, away from their small island that was far south of Wyndia. In fact Ursula was mix, half Urocyon and half Alopex, a neighboring country. The third country on this relatively large island was Vulpes. But that country was virtually non-exsistent now, as they opposed the Dark Dragons and were destroyed. Looking back over at Ursula the door slammed open, and there stood Queen Nina, of Wyndia. Formerly Princess Nina of New Wyndia. The titles confused her as Momo didn't follow politics, in fact she wondered what exactly she was doing there, she didnt belong. Nina sat down, her flowing green gown a stark contrast of what they were wearing. Travel worn and weary, they seemed only to add to Nina's beauty.
"I am Nina Windland, of the royal family of Wyndia, Queen of Old Wyndia and Rightful Queen to New Wyndia." Nina spoke, awaiting. Most likely for us to introduce ourselves.
Ursula stood up first, standing in attention with her arms rigid and her head staring towards some unseen flag in the sky she began to list off her name and rank, past and present. "I am Ursula Latrans, former Commander of the Alopex army, first class; former Commander of the Cimmerian army second class, Current Commander of the Lumines Army third Class." Ursula then sat back down, seemingly out of military mode she began to relax.
"Cimmerian? Lumines?" Nina said, obviously in the form of a question.
"The Cimmerian are also known as the Dark Dragon's while the Lumines are known as the Light, or Holy Dragons." Ursula stated, "I simply used the names of the countries that they inhabited long ago, its how they refer to themselves."
"Yes, I'd guess calling yourself 'Dark Dragon' would get old fast." Nina replied, but Momo could sense that her mind had wandered a bit, it was easy to tell as Momo did that quite often when people spoke of matters that were of no concern to her. No one spoke, //It's your turn.//
Momo stood up quickly muttering a quick apology for keeping the royalty waiting. Norvald Wingly was smiling at her, his white hair seemed more alive, it made Momo more uncomfortable. "Uh...my name is Momo...uh Momo. I have no last name, at least I dont remember it." Momo began sheepishly. Momo didnt know her last name, she was found at the Yggdrasil institute and was raised there. She never bothered to ask about her parents, it seemed redundant and pointless. Everytime she brought it up everyone got uncomfortable, so Momo just let it slip. "I'm a researcher at the Yggdrasil Institute." She said quickly as she sat down.
"Ahh, I guess that leaves me does it not?" Norvald said as he stood up slowly. "I am Norvald. I have had many titles over my long years, so I will go by my most recent." Nina sat listening to her old teacher, she truly did love him for he allowed her to be most like herself in his classes. But what she heard shocked him. "I am Norvald FireDrake of the Cimmerian. Formerly Norvald Wingly of the Wyndian." with that Norvald sat down, his old bones creaked and groaned as he did so. "Well, Queen Nina, much has changed since we last spoke." Norvald said with a smile as he sat down.
"Much has changed indeed great sir." Nina replied, she was shocked by this outcome but she had to be strong, and show her strength. //My most trusted friend lied to me his entire life.// But Nina had to push that thought out of her head. //I lead millions now, and I intend to lead a million more when I free Wyndia.//
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The sun was bright upon the mans shoulders, his Blue hair reaching down to his shoulders he sighed. His ill-fitting clothes seemed to be like his memories. Ill-fitting. A small squirrel ran by him, looking for nuts no doubt. It began to dig in one spot and stopped, it found nothing. Moving around it began to dig in another spot, nothing. Then another and another and another.
"Whats wrong little squirrel? Do you not remember where you left it?" The man said to it. "I'm lost to, I dont know where I am, who I am, or how I ended up lying naked in the middle of the woods." The squirrel stopped and seemed to listen to what he was saying. Turning away it ran over to another spot and began to dig. It found what it was looking for, a small insignificant acorn. "Well its not insignificant to him." The man said aloud, as the squirrel scampered away.
Walking down the trail he could hear the sound of a brook nearby, something in his mind made him move over towards that sound. He could see that there was a fishing pole sticking in the mud all alone. "Wonder if this fishing pole is lost to?" The man said as he walked over, something drawing him to it.
He saw himself on the banks of another similar river, sitting down fishing at a spot very similar to this one. In his mind he could see a girl, no a woman walking up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder they began to speak. He couldn't see her face, but she had wings, oh so beautiful wings. They sat besides each other and began to speak. She wanted to learn how to fish and he was going to teach her. //Where is this?// He could see she was holding the the rod incorrectly, he stood up and got behind her, placing his hands onto her hands, showing her how to hold it. She had caught a fish!! They struggled with it, laughing, both getting muddy and wet in the shallows of the water. But it was in vain, they'd lost it. //What's happening?// He could see life slow down as they fell backwards in the water, the line snapped. She began laughing loudly as did he, she leaned backwards placing her short hair on his chest and they continued talking, their hands intertwined, their eyes meeting, their lips almost touching.
And the man was brought back by the rushing of the brook. The sound amplified through his ears. //Who was that? Who am I?// He thought as he picked up the fishing rod. "Might as well fish." He said aloud to no one, which is why he didn't expect a reply.
"Might as well hand over the pretty clothes Mister, and nobody gets hurt. The man with blue hair turned around. "What do you want?" He said to three gentlemen as they strolled up towards him. Or maybe Gentle wasn't the right term. They were definetly rough men, their hair uncombed, they themselves unshaven. their shirts were beraggled and dirty, they smelled horrid, and when they smiled you could see straight through their teeth and into their throat. "What are you fricking deaf? The clothes." The ugly one said again, although they were all not pleasing on the eyes the Blue haired man quickly identified them as smelly, ugly,and Brutus. Brutus being the biggest of the three.
~~Do not worry for I am with you~~ A voice said in the mans head.
//Who are you?//
~~Let yourself relax, do not worry, I shall protect us both~~
Before the man in Blue could argue with himself he was suddenly powerless. He tried to turn and run for the water, hoping to swim away from these men, but he could no longer move his legs where they had to go. ~~Do not worry, I will protect us both.~~
"All right, he doesn't want to give it up, lets take it from him." Ugly said and he took a step forward; first mistake. The Blue haired man still had his hand on the rod. One snap of the wrist and the line shot out of the water and the hook found itself in his eye. His scream made the birds fly towards the heavens, and made Smelly take a step back. Second mistake. The unnamed man dropped the rod and in two steps was upon him, his open palm found Smelly's nose, smashing it inward and knocking him out. Thats when the largest one, Brutus started to move, Third mistake, and move he did. In a step he was upon the man and swung with all his might, the punch sailed harmlessly over the mans head as he ducked. From that stance the middle and pointer finger stuck out from his right fist, driving it upwards like an upper cut. Brutus found himself unable to speak as the two fingers tore into his throat.
Pulling them out the man turned slowly around to the sound of clapping. "I am Kahn, I want to know the name of someone who bested three bumbling fools and himself will be bested by me." He said settling into a stance. ~~The Tiger Stance, the fool knows not that I killed the creator of the art.~~
The man entered a counter-stance for the Tiger, gathering his fighting spirit he began for what would occur. The fighter attacked him and began swinging his fists, the Tiger stance was created by a Woren fighter who mastered the ability of speed. The fists flew at the man so quickly he seemed to have more then two, but they were easily dodged and countered. Suddenly it was all over, a weakness of the Tiger stance was the feet. They were placed in a vulnerable position while they swung and the man took advantage of that, tripping him with a simple move. As the man, Kahn, fell, he was struck four times on his chest, and upon impact with the ground his heart had stopped. "My name, good sir. Is Vzier." The man said as he brushed off the dust from his clothes. Removing the hook from the mans eye he picked up the fishing rod and began to walk up the path.
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//Foolish Woren, I will strike now and remove from them their leader. When that happens they will be like Chickens without a head, and be crushed by my armies.// Teepo felt proud of himself, He would make his father proud by destroying the Woren. No true dragon hid behind armies, no, Teepo would prove himself worthy of the blood of Tyr. Taking a sword he tested it, on a banister. A clean cut.//Perfect, this will cut out Rei's heart nicely.// Sheathing the sword he weaved a bit of magic, it would transport him directly to the Woren's castle where Rei now slept. Rei would die.
The warp spell changed Teepo's perception and he felt a little dizzy as he reappeared. He waited a second for his eyes to get accustomed to his surroundings, standing outside of the Woren leaders door Teepo snickered to himself and eased the door open. And their he lay. The great leader of the Woren, the only hope to reunite them. "Night Night kitty Cat." He said under his breath as a smile came up on his face.
"Dont know who you're calling kitty cat, but it sure aint me." Teepo swung around, and their stood Rei, a full head and a half taller then he he exuded confidence. "I knew the Dark Dragons played unfair but to send such a small assasin?"
Teepo smiled as he swung at Rei //Maybe this will be interesting.// Rei tried to catch the fist but as soon as it started to flash in the air it was gone, pulled back. But thrown in its place was one of Teepo's boots, catching Rei square in the chin. Teepo flipped in the air and tried to land another boot on him but Rei caught it in time and threw Teepo into the far wall. Teepo did a quick backflip and found his feet on the wall, his body parallel to the floor, pushing off of the wall he lunged back at Rei who easily dodged the attacked, side stepping it and allowing Teepo to slam into the wall.
//He's beginning to make me angry// Teepo thought as he saw Rei laughing carelessly. "Hey little guy, you have some skills but maybe you should go home before I call for my guards to help me ok?" Teepo was breathing heavily, //This man knows not what I am. Its time to educate him, Tyr, come to me!// Teepo reached deep inside himself and harnessed the power inside of him, allowing just a little bit to leak out of him he didn't ascend completly, his skin turned to scales showing the beginning of the ascension but Teepo stopped it there, having full control of his dragon powers.
"Lets go cocky one." Teepo said. Jumping towards the Woren he was suprised the the Woren still matched him in strength. They grappled for awhile, neither gaining the upper hand. "Tyr!" Teepo yelled reaching back inside of himself. //I need more power, I NEED MORE.// Wings sprouted from his back, he thought he heard Rei swear under his breath and call out for help. "Yes, scream for mercy little one for you will die tonight." But when Teepo looked down at the Woren beneath him he saw something different. He had grown, his fur was now wild, his eyes had a look of murder in them. //He has the power of the 'were', this will complicate matters.// Teepo could sense the guards coming closer and closer to the door, he would have to finish this man off quickly.
Reaching back inside him he drew upon all of it, upon every ounce he had in his body, and when he opened his eyes he was no longer Teepo, he was Tyr. He was dragon. The door crashed open as the guards came in to check, //to late// Tyr thought as his tail knocked them all over, dead or dying. Turning back to the WereWoren he saw that it would not give up. With not an ounce of fear in him the Were lunged at his face, growling fiercly. Tyr grabbed the lunging Cat into his gaping jaw, as the Cat-man struggled Tyr bit down, crushing bones and feeling blood. Throwing him against the far wall he saw the body crumple. //He is finished, now for more.// Tyr left the room, crushing walls in his path, he had to quench his thirst for blood, and the courageous cat people would make a good quencher.
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Cray was in his fathers room right when the Dragon took flight and left. Taking charge he summoned the best fighters of the clans, and sent them after the Dragon, they would make sure the Dragon left their lands. But right now he couldn't worry about that, he was losing his father again.
"Listen....Cray.....Reunite...." Rei began to speak, coughing between each word, specks of blood leaving his mouth.
"Don't speak father, we will not let the Dark Dragons move on us, we shall strike them down in a pre-emptive blow. This wll not be tolerated father..." Cray's mind went back to the night when Rei bested his father, Cray tried to fight Rei but it was futile. //Just as I fought the Dragon today, I couldn't hurt him.//
"....Katt..." The name escaped Rei's lips. Katt, Cray's sister by bond, but not by
blood had left the encampment the night before, claiming that the city walls were to cramped for her.
"She'll be fine, I'll keep her safe, I'll protect her." ~~Just as you couldn't protect your father's?~~ A voice from within him said. As Cray remembered once more his eyes flashed Red, anger boiling up inside him.
"Cray.....no....never fight in anger, for the anger will curse you..." As he finished a coughing fit came over him, his breathing was now very shallow, the Doctor had already told Cray that Rei couldn't be saved. //It is only a matter of time.//
"Don't worry father, all Dragons will pay..." From within him Cray could feel he was strong enough, determined enough to kill all the Dragons one day. And suddenly it was as if Rei had a weight lifted off his shoulders. "You will be like me son....cursed by your anger until your dying day. Don't that just beat all." And with that Rei's eyes closed. ~~Another one lost.~~ Cray stood up, the voting for a new leader was taking place at that moment, the Woren would not be without a leader. But Cray new he would win; no one had ran against him. And he knew what his first action would be. "You there," He said to the first guard he saw, he was low of rank but that meant he would do the instructions perfectly. "First sound the horn of war, then go to the messengers and
send them with word to all the Woren clans great and small. Tell them that Rei's life was taken by a Dragon assasin, tell them we will ride for the city of Wyndia in one weeks time. Any Clan that doesn't travel with us shall feel our rath when we return victorious." The guard bowed respectively and left running to do the errands. The Woren people may bicker amongst themselves but when the time came to act they would act, and they would destroy the Dark Dragons.
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Fou-Lou sat at his desk listening to the nothing-ness. His son had done what he knew his son would do. //The fool is slipping right into my hands.// Teepo thought that he was running things, that he had authority over Fou-Lou. //There is nothing that you do son that I do not already know// He had just finished musing over the reports of Won-Qu and A-Tur. The two assasins had failed in their attempts but had come back with important news. //Ryu is Vzier.// that would add a wrinkle to his plans, a very suitable wrinkle for he would no longer have to deal with his pathetic son.
Soon he would have his Empire back, just like the old days. He would rule this entire continent, and no one will stop him.
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Niobe walked away from Fou-Lou's door. She had been eavsdropping on him when Won-Qu and A-Tur came. //My son is alive.// But Fou-Lou didnt sound disappointed by his assasins failures. He had forgiven them and left them to go back to the surface, a vacation of sorts. //Why was he so confident? He had just failed, what does he have planned.// Niobe went into her study, a room filled with great books, and with the books came knowledge written into the books. Her study was the most complete recollection of Dragon's history and they would help, somehow they would help.
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A/N: Chapter 8 finished, and well before this month ends, I'm proud of myself right now. RnR, if you have any questions about why I'm giving names to nations (Vulpes, Urocyon, Alopex, Cimmerian, Lumines, etc...) and want to know where they came from I'll give them to you now. The first three nations where Momo and Ursula are from are the three Latin names for the three types of Fox in the world. Cimmerian is a Greek ancient people who lived their entire life in darkness and Lumines is Luminescent cut down. So that's where they come from if that's a question. All names in this fic if they aren't straight from Breath of Fire have some meaning to the character or race in question. So if you ever wonder just look it up. Well once again RnR and await the next chapter in Dragonsworn.
Note: Yes Norvalds quote at the beginning is from a different Norvald, it was meant that way, just in case you were wondering.